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Only FOUR?! 🤧

Thank you for the tag Navy! 🤍

What a man, what a man, what a man

What a mighty good man (he's a mighty-mighty good man) 😮‍💨

MY MAN!

I was tagged by @red-orchid and @justreblogginfics to give four characters who make you yell "MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN" !!

(That is not the only thing they have me yelling)

I'm sure this won't be at all be surprising to you.

No pressure tags for @rhoorl @musings-of-a-rose @itspdameronthings @stealfromthedevil @navybrat817 @maggiemayhemnj @ramadiiiisme @middleearthpixie @sotwk and absolutely anyone else who wants to play and proudly show off their MEN 💗

#coming back to add tags! 🤍

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I was looking for images for the introduction piece of menace to society and his favorite girl and I was absolutely floored!

Absolutely losing my mind over this!

*image found on pinterest*

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Absolutely losing my mind over this!

*image found on pinterest*

#this is my inspo for my favorite firefighter menace!

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Since I haven't been writing I thought I'd share a WIP from the forgotten abyss 😅

Scratching at scraps for a form of inspiration..

The sand is softly golden with just the right comforting warmth. To rest on the beach feels like a cozy hug, one only matched by the sunshine filled sky. You’re stretched out on the sand, toes buried in the warmth, grin growing slowly into a broad smile. The moments savored by the waves that wash the sands in white lace.

Wanda shifts from where she rests on your mid-section, smile adorning her feature as she looks up at you through her shades. “This is wonderful,” she hums, “we should all pitch in for a cabin or condo, give us all a good reason to put in our vacation hours,” she adds as she stretches her legs out. You chuckled softly running a clean hand through her wavy locks, “that would be nice,” you agree, “a nice place to run too instead of packing our things and making the drive home the very same day.’

She hums her agreement, “we just got here and I don’t want to leave,” she breathes, “do you think it’ll take much convincing for the boys to agree to a hotel, we’ll delay the drive home by one day.” At the mention your eyes drift down the beach where the men in question stand around tossing a football, their shirtless skin gleaming under the rays of sun. A smile pulls at your lips, you had never seen the three more calm, “I don’t think they’d be opposed,” you say pulling your gaze from the scene back down to your friend, “they’ve never looked more relaxed - I think we could all do with one more day.” You say like a finalizing statement.

Wanda sits up her gaze focused on the men, “they really do look relaxed, I swear those three are always so tense in the pediatrics unit, always looking for trouble.” You nod, you couldn’t blame them though there was very rarely any downtime in the hospital, there was always a new patient to care for, a code to run to, it was always high energy, it was draining, especially when a loss of a life was involved. “I don’t know how you and Romanoff do it in ICU, you two definitely earned this.” She smiles looking over to you.

“We all earned this.”

Wanda’s agreement gets caught in Natasha’s call for the two of you, “I know we didn’t come to the beach for you two to just be lounging around, come get in the water!” she shouts from the waves. Wanda doesn’t need to be told twice, laughter bubbling from your lips as you watch the auburn-haired woman scramble to get up from the sand. She books it for the waves, laughter following her as she calls for you, “come on y/n!”

You abide with a smile; your shades being pushed to the top of your head as you get up from the sand. You make your way across the beach the sandy air blowing around you the closer you get to the waves.

You bite back the squeal that threatens to leave your lips at the first lap of cold ocean water against your feet. “Just run in,” Natasha advises, “you won’t feel it as much!” You let out a scoff but continue forward a yelp leaving your lips when you get to mid-thigh, the waves hitting your mid-section. You’re stepping forward when Bucky’s calling for you an urgency in his tone, splash of waves following as he runs through the water to you. Unbeknownst to the ball hurdling at you you’re turning to find the brunette when you’re met with a wall of muscle, strong arms wrapping around your form throwing the two of you back into the waves.

The football misses your head by inches, your scream taken by the waves as the two of you go under the salty current. The two of you break waves a second later, your friends already at your sides reaching for both of you but Bucky’s hold is secure as he helps the two of you stand.

“Well, that was definitely one way to do it,” Natasha says and despite how you were introduced to the cold you can’t help but laugh. “Sorry y/n,” Steve speaks up hand rubbing at the back of his neck “the ball kind of sailed a little further than I was expecting.”

You’re waving him off, “no worries, Stevie all is good I just -” and despite Bucky still holding you, you manage to dip down just enough to send water flying at Steve and Sam.

You’re chuckling at their reaction, watching Sam and Steve wipe the water from their shocked faces. Wanda and Nat slowly moving away from what you know is inevitable, “Woopsie,” you coo, “looks like the water sailed a little further than I was expecting, sorry about that.”

“Oh, come on now,” you say watching the two men dip down water cupped in their palms as they look at you with intent, “it was only fair I’m fully soaked because of Barnes here.” You attempt to move away from the brunette but Bucky’s hold on you tightens, a grin on the man’s lips when you tilt your head to look up at him, “Sorry sweetheart.”

“Barnes you traitor,” you get out before water is flying at the two of you in cold waves. Your screamed laughter is hidden in Bucky's collar your hands at his sides as you try but fail to move the man in the waves to use him as your shield. No one is safe from the onslaught of water, peals of laughter falling from your group's lips as everyone tries to get their best aim in. Bucky’s hold on you loosens after sometime as he goes after his best friends, his arms slipping from around you as he chases the other men through the waves, going deeper into the ocean water.

The water fight has settled, Natasha and Wanda closing In on you as you wade in the thigh-high water. The three of you look on as the boys go in deeper, their forms breaking waves the farther they go. Natasha nudges you catching your gaze, “So, Barnes,” she drawls, your finger goes up pointing at her, “don’t start tasha.” You say despite the smile pulling at your lips.

“Oh, come on y/n,” Wanda butts in curling into your side, her hands slipping through your arms, “should have seen how he cut through those waves to get to you.”

You laugh, cheeks heating up at the mention of the brunettes’ actions you had always imagined what it might feel like to have his arms around you. “Because a ball was sailing through the air about to take me out, he was the closest one.”

Natasha is mirroring Wandas stance next to you, “the ball was for Wilson, he was closest.” You scowl knocking your shoulder into Natasha the movement jostling the three of you, “it’s like you two don’t want me to move on.” You laugh. “Its been years, since high-school,” you say exasperated, “I think if something was going to happen it would have.”

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Shameless reblog 🤍

I Will Not Give You Up

Pairing:Mob!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, happy endings.

A/n: My second request sent in for my ‘A Series of Comfort Drabbles’ and this one was with mob!Bucky prompt 14 ‘I Don’t Care What They Think, To Me, You Are Perfect.’ Prompt will be bolded.

Request: My love can I request prompt 14 with Mob Bucky, please? You’ve started dating and his family don’t approve. You can’t take the snarky comments from his family anymore so you try to break up with him and he pushes you to finally break down and tell him the real reason why.

All Other Work Can Be Found On My Pinned Masterlist!

You were done; you couldn’t do this anymore.

You weren’t made for this life, you weren’t made to be with him.

‘She doesn’t fit in James, the poor girl sticks out like a sore thumb, are you sure you can’t mend things with Dolores?’

‘Dolores was a much better fit for you’

‘How’s Dolores doing  

‘Dolores was always my favorite of the girls you dated’

Dolores, Dolores, Dolores.

You were tired of the damned name, tired of being compared to a woman you would never be.

You were done.

“What in the ever loving god has gotten into you tonight doll, you had a bad day at work or somethin?”

“Or somethin,” you muttered as you made your way through your shared home. Your heeled feet clacking down the hall as you made your way to your room.

‘Surely you don’t intend on putting a ring on this ones finger, son it would be an absolute downgrade from Dolores’

Your jaw clenched, eyes threatening to water as your mind tauntingly replayed the words you weren’t meant to hear, words that just solidified your decision.

“You going to tell me what that somethin was or am I going to have to play twenty questions to figure it out,” he questions.

“do whatever it is that you want James, because frankly I am done,” you grunt as you march yourself into the closet fingers reaching for your duffels.

“what do you mean you’re done y/n what are y -” his eyes fall to the duffels in your hands when you appear at the door of the closet.

His brows furrow, “y/n, doll what are you doing – what is this?”

You fight to keep your voice steady, “I can’t do this anymore James, I’m sorry but I just can’t,” you breathe as you walk past him careful not to let yourself get to close as you place your bags on the bed.

“Now wait a damn minute,” he breathes his hands snatching the bags off the bed, “bucky stop,” you plead, reaching for the bags but he moves out of reach eyes glaring, “please give me the bags back!”

“I’ll give you the bags back when you sit down and talk to me doll, what the hell is going on,” he questions panic evident in his voice.

You steel your quivering lips, “I told you James I’m done, I can’t do this anymore, I don’t want to do this anymore!”

He steps in front of you when he sees you move for the closet once more, “I get that,” he grunts, “but what I don’t get is why, why are you doing this, what the hell happened in the span of a few hours!”  

Your resolve was breaking and you could feel the tears pooling in your eyes, you tried to move past him, you refused to let him see you cry.

But he refused to let you go, “James please,” you plead voice cracking, “please just let me get my things, please just let me go.”

He shakes his head jaw clenched, “why y/n, why do you want to go so bad?”

“i - I can’t Bucky, please -”

His jaw only clenches further as he drops your duffels on the floor, you go to reach for them but he stops you, “I’ll let you go, but before you walk out those doors I deserve to know why – why are you doing this?”

“I’m not made for this life,” you argued, “I’m not made to be with you, you should have just stayed with Dolores, you should have put the damn ring on her finger you would have been better off!”

It takes him a second to let the words settle in, but he’s heard you, he shakes his head face softening, “y/n -baby,” he breathes and he reaches out for you but you stumble back lips quivering as the damn breaks and the first set of tears fall.

“I’m done Bucky, I’m done being compared to a woman that I know I will never come close to being, I’m tired of the whispers under their breath, I’m tired of the condescending glances and sneering glares, I’m tired of never being enough, I will never be enough for you!”

“doll -”

“I just want to be enough,” you cried softly, “I just want to be enough for you.”

Bucky’s never knew a pain like this, and he can’t close the distance between the two of you fast enough.

He pulls you into strong arms tucking away your breaking form, he breathes you in as he speaks, “there isn’t one person in this world I want more than I want you.”

“your parents wouldn’t approve James, you -”

He pulls you back slightly to get a look at you, “you think I care what my parents or my family thinks,” he questions, “y/n I Don’t Care What They Think, To Me, You Are Perfect, nobody else’s thoughts on you should matter except mine, and to me you’re perfect.”

His hand cups your cheek chasing away the tears with his thumb, “y/n I never want to hear that you think you’re not enough, that you think you’re not enough for me because I have to tell you that you are, you are so much more than I was expecting. And I want you to know that I’m choosing you; and I’ll choose you over and over and over without pause, without a doubt. In this life, in the next, without a second thought I will choose you always.”

His head knocks against yours softly, lips hovering just over yours, “I love you y/n, I will always love you.”

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June is the lengthiest I'll go to give myself time, but I'm not sure I'll wait till that time. I'll be writing while I'm out so hopefully I'll have plenty of goodies to bring you all! I love you too my friend 🤍

Hello lovelies!

I may not need to post this, BUT I want too.

Ive been extremely idle here and because of this my works will all be put on hold as I finish up the school year. March has not been the kindest to me and it's taken a huge toll on my mental health, this is the worse I've ever felt it. So due to this I won't be posting any works till about June when vacations for summer start. I'll be writing on the mean time when I find the little sliver of inspiration, but works for any series are on hold while I brace myself for all end of the year requirements from me. I'll still be around, lurking, reblogging when I can though. 🤍

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i’m sorry to hear you aren’t doing so well, i hear you

i hope your time away treats you well and i wish you the peace you need and deserve

i’m proud of you 💗

here’s some cute little things

love you lots

Thank you lovely! 🥺🤍

It's been tough and I've tried not to be hard on myself but I feel like I'm under a microscope lately and it's harder than I've ever imagined.

I'm hard on myself a lot, and it's something I wanna work on.

I'm proud of you too! Sending you all my love and warmth 🤍

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Hello lovelies!

I may not need to post this, BUT I want too.

Ive been extremely idle here and because of this my works will all be put on hold as I finish up the school year. March has not been the kindest to me and it's taken a huge toll on my mental health, this is the worse I've ever felt it. So due to this I won't be posting any works till about June when vacations for summer start. I'll be writing on the mean time when I find the little sliver of inspiration, but works for any series are on hold while I brace myself for all end of the year requirements from me. I'll still be around, lurking, reblogging when I can though. 🤍

#life updates

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Pedro being his adorable self at red carpet & awards shows

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Shameless reblog 🤍

Hi, Hello and Welcome To Today’s Gym Thought..

Feat. Criminal!Bucky

Momma I’m in love with a criminal???

The warehouse was abandoned, quiet, the only sound was the soft crunch of the occasional broken glass beneath your foot.  

Detective Walker is ahead of you gun drawn high as he makes his way through the warehouse, every corner he turns a silent prayer is on your lips that he’s not here despite the sources that had brought the two of you here. 

“Walker it’s a bust,” you try, “he’s not here, look at the place it’s empty.” 

The blonde turns advancing on you, you don’t back down meeting his glare. “The perfect grounds for vermin like him!” he hisses. “I am not leaving this place till every square inch has been checked, every crate turned over, every office examined, do you understand detective!”  

“I'm not your enemy here walker get your goddamn gun out of my face.” You grit gesturing to the gun he waves around wildly.  “Yeah, well you’re acting like it, why don’t you be useful for once and go check one of the damn offices, I got the floor.” 

You turn without another word, heading your chiefs warning of your partner from earlier, “don’t let him deter you from what the two of you are going in to do, he’s a hothead detective y/l/n – reactive, you need to stay cool, one of you needs to be the brains of this operation.” 

Taking the rusty stairs two at a time you make it up to the lone dusty office that overlooks the warehouse, you spot Walker creeping through the shadows, eyes and gun trained ahead. You lead with your gun as you step into the office, it's quiet, eerily dark. You descend further into the room, looking one way then another. You examine the crooks and crannies for anything, you find nothing, you let out a silent breath, he wasn’t here.  

A curse leaves your breath when you turn and find him. You’ve got your gun raised and pressed against this chest in record time, Walker's growl of your name piercing the stale air.  

The brunette gives you a pointed stare, “Answer him.”  

“I’m fine Walker, nothing up here, just a rat!” you grit, holding the man’s gaze before you the whites of his teeth shine in the moonlight gleaming through the broken glass. 

“Alright I'm heading out to the docks, stop messing around up there!” 

You want to roll your eyes, but they stay trained on the man before you, “What are you doing here!” you hiss when the warehouse falls quiet once more. 

His grin only grows, hands slowly coming up to cradle the gun you have pressed against his chest, he could easily disarm you if he wanted. “They said you were looking for me.” 

Your jaw clenches, “We are, and you’re not supposed to be here.” 

“Worried for me Lisichka?” 

You press the gun harder into his chest, he chuckles, “let’s get one thing straight here Barnes my job is always to get the right guy not a wrongfully convicted one, so no unfortunately I’m not worried for you, I’m worried about locking up the wrong guy.” 

He chuckles again before he does exactly what you knew he would, he’s got you disarmed and in his arms in a second. His front is flush to your back, lips by the hollow of your ear, “you know Lisichka, for someone not worried about me, you sure make my safety your top priority.” 

“Don’t think too much of it Barnes, I’m just doing my job.” 

His laughter ghosts over the skin of your neck, fingers trailing along your clothed skin as he circles you like a predator, he stops in front of you. “It’s endearing how much you care detective, though you know you don’t need too.” 

You roll your eyes, “I refuse to watch the wrong person be incarcerated because of revenge.” 

He touches your cheek, “Lisichka.” 

There’s a bang from downstairs Walker growling your name, “Y/l/n, get down here, we got another lead, bastards moving!” 

Your eyes flicker, from the door back to his, he’s grinning, “Go lisichka, we’ll be seeing each other soon.” 

Walkers screaming your name now, your feet carrying you out the door, and when you look back he’s gone – like a ghost. 

#need me more criminal bucky 🫡

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@winterwitch-trash he's coming...

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SINGIN’ IN THE RAIN dir. Stanley Donen + Gene Kelly 

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🤍

Navy - there are no words except for..

Give Me One More

It's past closing hours, the gyms lights dimmed for the night.

It's only the two of you.

You catch your reflection in the large mirror that span across the wall, you don't recognize yourself. Your hair is un-tamed, lips parted on a choked back moan, chest heaving beneath your sports bra, fingers curled into the leather bench as the pleasure between your legs builds again. Your bottom half is bare to the cool air of the room, your legs thrown over his broad shoulders as he try's to pull another from you.

"Give me one more, sweetheart, c'mon now."

Always just one more.

You keep your eyes on the mirror drinking in the muscles of his shirtless back, drawing up the lengths of his bulging biceps. Gaze only leaving your disheveled form in the mirror to seek out the eyes of the man buried between your legs.

He's managed to steal your breath further, eyes glimmering dark with hunger in the dim light, wet lips tugging into a small smirk as he holds your gaze. He pulls you closer to the edge of the bench, fingers joining into the mix as he pushes them into your wet heat. Your head falls back, his name is on your lips in a silent prayer, "mmm that's it," he murmurs pressing a kiss to your inner thigh, "feels good doesn't it?"

Your hand leaves the bench to curl around his shortened locks, tugging, drawing a low groan from the man on his knees for you.

“B - please."

"I've got you sweetheart, I'll get you there."

He had been getting your there for the past 10 minutes, each time better than the last.

You revel in the build of pleasure, as he continues to fuck his fingers into you. Your pleasure climbing till it's at its peak again. He pulls a drawn out moan from your lips, as he buries his head between your legs once more, fingers never ceasing their rhythm. Your pussy clenches around his fingers, body heaving as the intense pleasure washes over you. He doesn’t stop, not that he's stopped after the last three he's pulled from you. No, he works you through it, his tongue all too eager to collect your sweet nectar. Your vision goes white as you clench around him fingers pulling at his hair.

“Holy fuck,” you choke out thighs trembling as you wind down, Bucky chuckles as he moves up your body kissing up your sweat slicked skin. He looms over you eyes hooded with lust, a small smile on his glistening lips. Your hands come up wrapping themselves around the back of his neck pulling him down to you. Your lips press against his, a groan falling from your lips as you taste yourself on his sinful tongue. 

He thrust his cock against your naked sex, "think you can give me one more?"

#comment reblog! #🤍

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Hii just wanted to send you some love and may your weekend be wonderful and filled with laughter and fun🩷🩷🩷

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Is this enough to make you give this guy his own series? 😘

OKAY OKAY I FOLD I FOLD!

Send in your request 😘

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Navy - there are no words except for..

Give Me One More

It's past closing hours, the gyms lights dimmed for the night.

It's only the two of you.

You catch your reflection in the large mirror that span across the wall, you don't recognize yourself. Your hair is un-tamed, lips parted on a choked back moan, chest heaving beneath your sports bra, fingers curled into the leather bench as the pleasure between your legs builds again. Your bottom half is bare to the cool air of the room, your legs thrown over his broad shoulders as he try's to pull another from you.

"Give me one more, sweetheart, c'mon now."

Always just one more.

You keep your eyes on the mirror drinking in the muscles of his shirtless back, drawing up the lengths of his bulging biceps. Gaze only leaving your disheveled form in the mirror to seek out the eyes of the man buried between your legs.

He's managed to steal your breath further, eyes glimmering dark with hunger in the dim light, wet lips tugging into a small smirk as he holds your gaze. He pulls you closer to the edge of the bench, fingers joining into the mix as he pushes them into your wet heat. Your head falls back, his name is on your lips in a silent prayer, "mmm that's it," he murmurs pressing a kiss to your inner thigh, "feels good doesn't it?"

Your hand leaves the bench to curl around his shortened locks, tugging, drawing a low groan from the man on his knees for you.

“B - please."

"I've got you sweetheart, I'll get you there."

He had been getting your there for the past 10 minutes, each time better than the last.

You revel in the build of pleasure, as he continues to fuck his fingers into you. Your pleasure climbing till it's at its peak again. He pulls a drawn out moan from your lips, as he buries his head between your legs once more, fingers never ceasing their rhythm. Your pussy clenches around his fingers, body heaving as the intense pleasure washes over you. He doesn’t stop, not that he's stopped after the last three he's pulled from you. No, he works you through it, his tongue all too eager to collect your sweet nectar. Your vision goes white as you clench around him fingers pulling at his hair.

“Holy fuck,” you choke out thighs trembling as you wind down, Bucky chuckles as he moves up your body kissing up your sweat slicked skin. He looms over you eyes hooded with lust, a small smile on his glistening lips. Your hands come up wrapping themselves around the back of his neck pulling him down to you. Your lips press against his, a groan falling from your lips as you taste yourself on his sinful tongue. 

He thrust his cock against your naked sex, "think you can give me one more?"

#bucky barnes drabble #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes smut #i disappear now #okay byeeeeeee #love you <3

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Repost from @darkroomlament on IG

I got the honor last week of photographing the amazing @imsebastianstan and honestly… he was so kind, and funny, and absolutely willing to just be a great sport for our shots. Thank you to @vidiots for the opportunity and for hosting FRESH, and they have posted even more photos from the event on their page - please go leave them some love.