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lanabuckybarnes · 27 days
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Damn bear.
18+ Minors DNI
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Sgt Barnes wins you a bear at a carnival. What he doesn’t expect nor like is when you give it more attention, Bucky shows you that he’s better than the bear.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Jealous Buck, Public Oral, Stuffed bear being abused at the end (you’ll see), filthy Bucky, if there are any more let me know
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It had been a fantastic day, the sun shining high in the sky and laughter bubbling from you both. Now as the moon began to rise the carnival had a whole different atmosphere. The big wheel and the rides surrounding it had lit brightly at the first sight of darkness, the stalls had done the same.
It couldn’t have been more romantic if you tried. Bucky slung his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close as he weaved through the crowds of people, eventually you two landed at the ball toss game.
“How much?” Bucky asked, glancing back at you with a confident grin.
“$1 for three shots sir” the older gentleman behind the counter spoke, reaching out his hand to let Bucky place a crumpled note in it.
Bucky threw the shots with ease, hitting every target bang on, much to the man’s dismay.
He’d let you pick your favourite bear, a blue one, one that matched the colours of his eyes. Grasping your hand he pulled you along beside him again, eventually finding a small space between the carnival rides.
He placed a kiss to your head, holding you close to him “you like it?” He asks, tapping the bears head with a long finger. You hummed in response with a nod, your eyes continuing to look over the bears features. Bucky pouted slightly, a slight twinge of something burning in his stomach.
He found it a little ridiculous that he was jealous of a bear but your eyes should’ve been on him, not an inferior stuffed toy. Suddenly he was intent on making you realise he was all you need.
His hand tilted your chin up to face him and he leaned in, sealing your lips in a passionate kiss that took you by surprise.
“Buck!” You squeaked once he let your mouth go, trailing his lips down your neck instead.
“Hmm” he hummed, sucking a small mark on your pulse point as his hands wandered places they shouldn’t have been “Need you”.
“Buck not here, people will notice” you gasped as his thumbs looped around the waistband of your panties, pulling them to your ankles.
“You better be quiet then” he chuckled with a wiggle of his brows; pecking your lips again before taking off his military hat and placing it on your head gently “keep that safe for me” he flashed you a lopsided grin and then he was on his knees.
He pushed your dress up to your waist and kissed up your thigh until he reached your mound. His eyes flickered up to yours as he watched you bite your lip in anticipation, watching him sneak closer to your warmth… then he moved, kissing down your other leg.
You tried your best to hold the whine from falling from your lips at his teasing, desperately trying to make it look like you weren’t craving this as much as he was but the way your hips jerked as he avoided your pussy, betrayed how you felt.
“Aww sweetness, look at you” his hands shifted your thighs apart slightly, eyes boring between them at the slick that had pooled and slipped from your folds “so fucking desperate” he growled planting one last kiss, right on your pubic bone before latching his mouth onto you like a starved man.
He worked fast, his tongue focusing on your little clit while a finger slipped between your folds, fucking you quickly. You moaned against the bears fluffy head, gripping it tightly against your mouth in a desperate attempt at muffling your moans.
Bucky groaned against you when his eyes looked up at you; the way your eyes watched him pleadingly, that fucking bear over your mouth, but what got him really riled was the way his cap hung loosely on your head. The thought of you wearing it around had him feral, the thought of other men trying to get a glimpse of you only to see his hat firmly planted on top of your head and your legs wobbling while you walked. He briefly considered walking around with your slick still glistening on his face, everyone would know he’d made you like that, so wobbly and unable to stand because of his mouth. He smiled against you as he pushed a second finger in, curling them against your sweet spot. That bear could never do that could he?
You eyes flickered over to the crowd of people just at the other end of the alley, they were getting closer and closer, you didn’t doubt if they weren’t so engrossed in one another and looked around they’d see your fucked out face as Bucky’s tongue delved deep into places it should only be in behind closed doors. A fresh flow of warmth ran down you at the thought of being caught, that knotting in your stomach that had been building up was gradually becoming too much.
“You close?” Bucky groaned against you, fingers now doubling their effort. You nodded wildly, his cap almost falling from your head but you caught it quickly, in the process of catching it you jerked forward and your clit graced against Bucky’s teeth. It was enough to send your orgasm crashing down hard.
One of your hands gripped at the stuffed bear while the other pushed Bucky closer towards you, riding your orgasm out on his face.
“You alright?” He asked once he stood up to full height again, his thumb running over your cheek softly, you could only nod and roll your head back against the metal of the ride behind you, your body still raking with aftershocks of your orgasm.
His smile was smug as his fingers wrapped around the bear he’d won for you, pulling it from your lips and kissing you softly, arousal swelled in his own belly when you moaned at the taste of yourself. What you hadn’t expected was him to trail the soft toy down to your heat and wipe it along your soaked folds, the cold plastic nose grazing your over sensitive nub causing you to jerk harshly.
“Fucking bear, he couldn’t eat you out like that could he?” Bucky smirked against your mouth, kissing you again before helping you pull up your panties.
With his hand interlocked with yours you left the alley, his hat still on your head and the hints of your juices against his lips. The bear, which you found out was the reason for him pulling such an orgasm from you, lay discarded in the alley. The only bear you’d ever need was Bucky.
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This is… wow, even I’m impressed at just how devious this is.
Hope you enjoyed x
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nicklloydnow · 4 months
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"Myth is not prehistory: it is timeless reality, that repeats itself in history. It is a good sign that our century is finding meaning again in the myths.” - Ernst Jünger, ‘The Forest Passage’ (1951) [p. 39]
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snortoborto · 4 months
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LOOK WHAT MY ROOMMATE GOT ME!!! heehee teehee omg it's them omg they're really here!!!!
🫡 ✌️💪 🇻🇳 💞 🇺🇸
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Remember back in the day when fanfic authors of fantasy worlds would write fics where the fantasy characters get transported to our world?
Imagine that but with the multiverse, and trying to explain to Bucky why you have a billion posters, bobble heads, action figures, shirts, hoodies, memorabilia, etc, of HIM in your ROOM that he was suddenly tumbled into.
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I'm dying imaging this LMAO
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buckysforeverprincess · 9 months
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Man crush Monday!! Bucky will forever be my boo ❤️❤️❤️
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sparrowstarsandsorrow · 8 months
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Sergeant Barnes(Tom Berenger) and Sergeant Elias (willem dafoe) in Platoon 1986.
'There's more than what meets the eye'
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stargiirl27 · 3 months
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navybrat817 · 1 year
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An arranged marriage with a man you’ve never met.
It’s your worst nightmare.
But your father’s mafia standing rides on you going through with this deal. The joining of your families is imperative. Two powerful sides meet. Yet you’ve never felt weaker.
Who is it waiting for you at the altar?
Nick Fowler?
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Bucky Barnes?
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Hal Carter?
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Steve Kemp?
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You decide 😏
AHH! The impossible choice! Okay, okay, okay. I got this.
Arranged Mafia Marriage - Nick Fowler
Your father isn't a terrible man. He tried to negotiate other terms, but Nick wouldn't budge on you becoming his wife. In the end, blood wasn't thicker than water and your dad told Nick not to hurt you. He wouldn't tolerate it. Nick swore he'd be good to you, a faithful and doting husband.
And he plans to ruin every inch of you once you become his wife.
Fake Marriage - Bucky Barnes
You have to play the role of Bucky's wife when you agree to work undercover with him, but this isn't just some quick fix problem. It's deep undercover and you'll have to be alongside him for the long haul. You wonder if you made the right choice in accepting the assignment and he'll convince you that you did. He'll make it good for you.
By the time he's done, he'll make sure you keep that ring on your finger.
Royal Wedding - Hal Carter
Unable to accept that your parents promised you to a man you never met, you flee your kindgom and responsibilities. Alone and afraid once your mind catches up to your heart, a kind man offers to take you in when you get lost. You accept, trusting the man and knowing his offer would be safter than wandering around alone. He may not live like a king, but he'll treat you like a queen.
And he'll fight for you if anyone tries to take you away.
Mail Order Bride - Steve Kemp
We know Steve doesn't keep women around for too long. He lures them in, gets what he needs, and moves on to the next. It gets lonely though with the endless cycle. So he carefully chooses a bride. Like most of the women kept in his basement, someone without a lot of family and friends. No money. No chance of escape. You'll learn to love being by his side.
If you don't, he'll have to cut you down one piece at a time.
Love and thanks! ❤️
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buckets-and-trees · 10 months
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some treats for your sleepover 😌🍫
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YUM, AMBER!
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The first? Certainly a bodyguard Bucky, right? Always so focused and attentive. Plus I've got @jobean12-blog's bodyguard Bucky from Protecting What's His on my mind...
And on the second? This is a Bucky you're meeting on vacation. It's one of those tourist adventure trips for singles - maybe specifically this 21-day trip exploring Croatia and the Greek Islands. This is day one as some of you are getting picked up from the airport in the same group. But how can you survive if this guy who is one thousand ways your type part of the group? Especially when you did not in any way want to be that girl who gets caught up in a summer vacation fling! And how is he even single in the first place? Too good to be true? Doesn't matter! You're going to be good.
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Link to the List of Sleepover Games
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lunarbuck · 1 year
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congrats on your milestone 🩵
moodboard request - rainy Sunday in bed with Bucky
Thank you so much for the request <3 I hope you like the moodboard!!
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lanabuckybarnes · 1 month
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Waking up to Sargent Barnes has to be the best thing in the world. Like yeah, your body kind of aches from the many positions he had you folded into the night before but the soft look on his face as he sleeps makes up for it.
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The way his skin looked under the soft morning glow or the way his hair lay in every which way across his pillow, you couldn't tell which was cuter.
Imagine running your hands over his soft cheek, his mouth letting a soft moan slip at the tender feeling. And oh lord, can you imagine his sleep-filled voice when he eventually wakes up to you petting his hair, that handsome smile and his “good morning”— it would be enough to kill you.
If he’s the first to wake up he’s peppering your skin with kisses, starting from the end of your shoulder up to behind your ear, revelling in the way you sleepily whine at the feeling of his chaste kisses. Those hands are another thing though, the way they’d run from your bare thighs, stopping only to squeeze your rear before pulling you nice and close to him with arms around your waist.
He’s so gentle in the morning, lacking any of that smugness he carries on a day-to-day basis. Everything he shows you is raw, unfiltered emotion— those deep blue eyes couldn’t hide a thing.
The light from the morning sun flits into the room, the warm beams of light decorating their bodies pulling a groan from Bucky as one shone straight into his eyes— just his luck.
He pulls you close to his naked chest, lips trailing up your neck to the top of your head, leaving soft kisses in their wake. One of his hands dances its way up your spine to card through your locks of hair.
You whine in frustration, the last thing you want to do was wake up, it would mean that the morning was here and you’d have to get up. Although neither of you had work to do you had promised Steve that you’d meet for milkshakes around noon and the poor man would be worried sick if neither of his friends showed up.
“G’morning” his sleep-laced voice mutters into your head, his eyes closing softly as your scent invades his senses. You huff, it was morning alright.
“Nooo” you shove your face into his soft chest, a chuckle bubbling from his throat at your actions.
“Come on sweetheart. Steve will be ready by now, you know what happened the last time we were late” he chuckled at the memory of Steve rattling his door in a panic only for you to open it half asleep, wearing Bucky’s sleep shirt. You’ll never forget the way Steve’s jaw dropped to the floor and his words died on his tongue as soon as he noticed the only thing on your body belonged to Bucky— along with a few little marks decorating your skin.
That was the first time he’d learned of Bucky and you being more than just friends. You certainly didn’t want him to catch you two in a more vulnerable position.
“What time is it anyway?” You grumbled, feeling Bucky’s body move to check the clock behind him, a sigh falling from his lips as his head flopped back onto the pillow.
“11.20”
“WHAT!” You jumped up at his words, there was no way you’d be ready in time.
“Bucky we gotta get up” You turned to the amused look of your boyfriend, that cheeky grin you’d love to wipe off his face.
You eventually made it to the milkshake bar, 10 minutes late. Steve’s eyes bored into you both as he slurped the ends of his milkshake, he knew what you two had been up to and he did not appreciate being made to wait because of it. Secretly though he was happy you two were finally together, he couldn't bear to listen to both of you constantly gushing over each other.
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Smut tomorrow??
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Do pick up lines even work anymore? Asking for a friend.
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cybernetic-asset · 7 months
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hc + 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon
˗ˏˋ ★ Sgt. Barnes
“I would always try and feed the cats that made their homes at the dock- Plenty of fish scraps, right? Well, that started to become an issue when they’d see me head to the gym to fight— Ever try to evade a mob of hungry moggies?”
˗ˏˋ ★ The Soldier
“… I keep my weapons clean.”
˗ˏˋ ★ James Barnes
“I’ve taken to keeping plants— My apartment’s full of them! They might be taking over, now that I think about it… But it’s nice to finally use my hands to create life, rather than destroy it.”
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onceuponatimeinthe70s · 7 months
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Art For Arts Sake
Paul Fitzpatrick: September 2023 Here’s a question… have you ever bought an album purely because of the artwork?Age 14 I knew next to nothing about art, in fact Caravaggio could have been the starting centre-back for Inter Milan as far as I was concerned.My art knowledge really was restricted to a few scraps…. I knew a little bit about Salvador Dali because his Christ of Saint John of the Cross…
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damagedtoysoldier · 9 months
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bucky, at the battle of kasserine pass in 1943 ( where he got his field promotion to sgt ) : my brothers, the rest of our fleet they wait at the beach and if we're defeated they're good as dead . straight ahead that is who we're fighting . no back up. no chance for support . our foe must be thwarted right here and now , show me how great your will is to survive . no dying on me now . defat is not allowed. we must live through this day so fight fight fight .         [ survive . epic : the cyclops saga ]
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(  but also . when they're decimated . when they almost lost :   remember them . when the fire begins to fade, for the fallen and the afraid, we are not to let them die in vain.   remember them . we're the ones who carry on, the flames of those who've gone and our comrades will not die in vain ! )    [ remember them . epic : the cyclops saga ]
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jobean12-blog · 3 months
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Life is Good
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader
Word Count: 999
Summary: Bucky loves to take care of you even if it means he has to get out of the the warm and cozy bed but he'll be keeping it warm for when you get home.
Author's Note: My sweet friend @sgt-seabass shared this absolutely lovely and adorable tik tok with me and just made me think of this softness with Bucky and Alpine. Thank you love! And thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy!🥰
Warnings: soft sweet fluff and warm and fuzzy 😁
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“You don’t have to bring me to work Buck. Stay in bed!”
Alpine meows in agreement and stretches himself out in the warm spot Bucky just vacated.
“Nah doll face. I’ll take you. I don’t want you going out in this alone.”
You stare at him as he sits sleepily on the edge of the bed and yawns, the backdrop of the neighboring buildings obscured by the flakes of snow fluttering wildly outside but doing little to distract from his perfection.
“Bucky.”
“Doll.”
He gives you a lopsided smile and crooks his finger at you before patting his thigh.
You walk between his legs and sit, curling against his bare chest, still warm from sleep.
“Just need a hug before we go.”
You hum happily into his skin with a soft inhale.
“I should call out…”
“You should.”
“But I have to get this project done.”
“I know baby doll.”
“Alpine?” you ask and peek over Bucky’s shoulder at the white fluff sprawled out on the bed.
The cat doesn’t even lift his head up.
“We all know his answer,” Bucky chuckles. “He’d stay in bed all day.”
You place a soft kiss to Bucky’s neck and nuzzle closer.
“Honestly. Hugs were the best and worst idea. I do not want to get up,” he says. “Ever again.”  
“Yeah, I know. Now I’m extra comfy and in my happy place.”
You feel the satisfied rumble that moves through his chest before he presses his thumb under your chin and tilts your face up to capture your lips in a toe-curling kiss.
“Bucky,” you murmur against his mouth.
“Uh huh, I know,” he sighs, kissing you again before he gently sets you down on the bed.
“Gimme five to wash up and change and we’ll go.”
Once Bucky is dressed he appears in the living room and looks you over.
“Do you have everything you need?” he asks.
“Yup!”
He crowds your space and pulls your hat down over your ears before tightening your scarf.
“Lunch?”
“Yes Bucky,” you answer sweetly and pat your bag.
“Snacks?”
He then pulls your gloves from your jacket pockets and motions for your hands.
“Of course,” you reply.
When he has your gloves secured he gives you one more check and nods approvingly.
“Ok, let’s go.”
He gets himself dressed, of course with fewer accessories than you, and holds the door open while reaching out for your hand.
“Bye Alpine,” you yell.
Bucky walks you to the train station, takes the train with you and then walks you to your building before kissing you until you’re overheating. He watches you get inside and waves through the large glass panes until you disappear into the elevator.
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The day flies by thanks to all that you have to do but you’re productive and manage to finish early. With excited steps you walk toward the elevator, contemplating calling Bucky to let him know you’re leaving. He insisted on coming back to get you and take you home but you want to surprise him and decide you can make it home just fine on your own.
Your trip back is uneventful and when you reach the door to your apartment you can already smell the familiar aroma of your favorite comfort meal. With a smile you unlock the door and walk inside, softly calling Bucky’s name.
When he doesn’t answer you toe off your shoes and whip off all your warm weather garments then walk to the crock pot on the counter and lift the lid, inhaling with contentment.
The bedroom door is wide open and as you get closer you can see Bucky’s bare foot dangling off the edge of the bed. You inch closer with quiet steps and find him laid out on top of the comforter in nothing but his black boxers.
The curtains that normally cover the large window next to the bed are pushed haphazardly aside, allowing the soft brightness of the snow to bathe the room in a white glow. Everything you can see outside is lined with a neat new edge of dazzling crystals.
As pretty as it all is your eyes quickly move back to the bed and Bucky.
His metal hand is curled around your pillow and his face is smushed into it. Alpine is laying in the small space between Bucky’s bent leg and his arm with all four legs straight out and his furry belly gently rising and falling with his even breathing.
You stare for a few moments before taking your phone out and snapping a photo.
“New lock screen?” Bucky mumbles as he slowly shifts and opens his eyes.
“Definitely,” you giggle.
“How come you didn’t call me doll?”
His voice is stern even though his face is half hidden in your pillow.
“I was done early and wanted to surprise you…surprise!”
He grumbles something about ‘next time you better call because blah blah’ and trails off.
“Get over here doll.”
“That’s my pillow,” you tease.
“Smells so good,” he murmurs with one last nuzzle before holding out his arms and making grabby hands.
You curl into him and after several kisses you ask, “did you fall asleep reading again?”
“Yeah,” he whispers. “I got the food in the crock pot, had a snack or two then decided to read while I waited for you to call and well…”
“Thank you for cooking. It smells so good.”
“Of course baby doll. It’ll be ready soon.”
“Mm. I don’t want to get up yet.”
“Me either.”
“Meow.”
Alpine stretches and presses himself closer into Bucky while lightly kneading the comforter.
“Hi furball,” you giggle. “Did you help daddy cook?”
Bucky scoffs playfully and tugs you closer into his embrace.
“He’s been in the same spot since you left!”
“He’s living the life!” you muse.
Bucky slides his face closer to yours and holds your gaze while he delicately traces a finger along the curve of your jaw.
“It’s the best life,” he murmurs against your lips.
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