.: WINTER SOLDIER. ★

Something about her touched what was left of my humanity.

[owinterer]

       I was dead and gone,                                      Lost and forgotten,

                                                                                     Living like a ghost – 

                                                             ⸻

        OWINTERER – An independent, Selective and Private / Mutuals only JAMES BUCHANAN “BUCKY” BARNES also known as THE WINTER SOLDIER from the Marvel Franchise. Heavily EARTH 616 focused, featuring verses for MCU, Marvel Rivals, Dispatch & More ! Duplicates, Original Characters & Crossover friendly !

Please understand that this blog will feature a variety of Mature themes, tagged accordingly, as needed.

                                    Fully Armed by :: Sieghart. [He/They, 30+]

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                I will fight, for this life,                                  Turn my darkness to light,

                                                                                                This is war – it's a war over me.

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saltatisscintillae , bibliobabel , billyclubs , deephex , noescapingthepast , voleurcinetique , arrowmade , ma1nmenu , dxrkeyes , knghtlock , yoursdndispatcher , roguishbelle .

[owinterer]

[ tomorrow.. I get more done. I promise. For now I must sleep, the body demands it ]

[owinterer]

[ ok sorry I had to draw him + swap some stuff bc I'm going to give this cunt a spectral/arcane arm for swag points -v- ]

[saltatisscintillae]

i found your blog from owinterer, but i gotta say yall are making me ship winterwidow with how yall write them omg

[[ omg ??

Uhh hi there, anon! I'm really flattered you're enjoying the writing!!

And welcome to my little blog! \ovo, It ain't much but its honest work, aha.

But hehe, I am deep in winterwidow hell (largely due to @owinterer, the fiend, how dare he //hit) and I adore the character dynamics in their stories so damn much, needless to say he and I yap about these two characters constantly and I could ramble about it for a long time but I DIGRESS!

BUT YEAH I'm really immensely touched you enjoy our writing so much as to spark interest in the ship!! Thank you!! ;w;

[owinterer]

[ adding my piece here because I gotta.. Anon, idk who you are but all I can say is that I'm flattered that our writing ended up making you ship WinterWidow hehehe. I suppose please look forward to more?? We got a ton of stuff planned for them uwu ]

[owinterer]

[ Yeah.. the more I look at that knight bucky, the more I might bring that as an AU on this blog.. mmm. With slight adjustments, of course but.. gib. ]

[cutiepiesub]

I don’t care if we kissed 39 times in the last 30 seconds, I said I want ANOTHER ONE

[voleurcinetique]

ｖｏｌｅｕｒｃｉｎｅｔｉｑｕｅ ~ An Indie, low energy and activity, highly selective, & Private  Single-Muse  featuring Remy LeBeau {Gambit} from Marvel's X-Men and other Marvel media. Canon and Fanon Divergent & Headcanon Based. Multiship & Multiverse friendly. written by E  (she/her, 30). Triggers are not tagged. Interact at your own risk!

"A castaway, an imposter Pay for the sins of the father this way Eyes like a ravenous monster By light of dawn, something wicked this way comes"

[owinterer]

[ Thought I'd mention it as well, for the sake of consistency, I will be reflecting how I view comics Bucky toward MCU as well, aka same height, weight, body shape, etc. The only difference will be that I am keeping his eyes as blue in there. His faceclaim will still remain Seb, too. ]

[owinterer]

[ figured I'll elaborate on this one. What I mean iiiiiiis. 5'9", instead of 6'0" Him being a thicker bitch, built like a fridge instead of a small wall. 260 lbs (117.93 kg), bitch is heavy. still same age as in MCU

still the same sass, still the same depressed man, just blue eyes instead of brown. 10/10 still Bucky Barnes. Thank you for coming to my ted talk. ]

[svoyavdova]

She nearly fumbles her coffee right out of her hands. "Wha...staring??!" Lena sputters, eyes flying to anywhere except him. The ceiling. The cabinets. The suspiciously fascinating fruit bowl. Anywhere that wasn't the broad expanse of bare skin she'd very much not been admiring absentmindedly. "I was not staring." A beat. A hesitation. "I was..." Her brows knit together as she desperately searches for a believable excuse. "...observing...Scientifically..."

Her gaze flicks back to him for the briefest second before she catches herself, and grits her teeth before clearing her throat as heat creeps into her cheeks. "You are standing in the kitchen without a shirt. This is entrapment, Barnes!"

[owinterer]

Well, that was one hell of a reaction. He could barely hide the smirk that crossed his lips as he brought up the bottle, taking a long gulp of his drink before tilting his head, gaze landing right onto Yelena. Judging by the way she was looking everywhere to avoid looking at him, it was telling enough that she was indeed looking his way. For how long? Good question, he didn't need to know, all that mattered to the soldier was that he caught her. A small chuckle left him at her words, eyes closing for a moment before reopening.

" Observin' scientifically? Is that what it's called these days? " He replied, his tone clearly teasing, only for the next words to die in his throat, replaced by stifled laughter. " What? Can't a man lounge around in whatever he pleases? Be happy I still have these pants on. It could've been much worse. " Oh so much worse, but he actually preferred to spare people from it, honestly. At least he had some decency, he should be given that much credit. Plus, he was running hot, but that was a detail he was going to keep to himself.

“ Seein' a little skin won't kill you, Yelena. ”

[owinterer]

“ You know I'm well aware that you're starin' at me. ” 

Did he care about it? No, but he was going to call it out when it happened. Plus, it was his own doing, standing there shirtless, leaning against the counter with a bottle of bourbon in hand like it still was the week-end and he had nowhere to be – the latter being a lie, he had places to be, he just wasn't in a rush to get there, knowing fully well that being late would get people to call him asking where the fuck he was.

[owinterer]

[ Why yes my Bucky is built like a fridge and fluffy, what about it? Guess his partners are damn spoiled-- (this is a wip lol) ]

[owinterer]

[ idk I had a vision. ]

[saltatisscintillae]

Her sweet little grin only grew wider when he mouthed that 'thank you', his previous noise a good sign that his humor was bubbling through. Her fingers continued their work, while her vigilant eye kept watch over his actions. Her gaze passed over each of his scars again, catalogued and familiar in her mind, recalling the origins and extent of each one as she rinsed his hair.

From a gunshot here, to a knife wound there, across a myriad of injuries, to the web of jagged scar tissue that wrapped the limb upon which his biomechanics were mounted. Her mind flickered with the numerous memories of him tearing at it, at himself, when wracked with agony in the throes of moments far worse than this. She'd been there for some of those, others she hadn't.

And the thought of that twisted in her heart like a knife in the gut.

But, her attention was drawn back to the warmth of the bath as Bucky moved again. His inquiring, almost yearnful look up at her, and indicative hand gestures sent her a clear message indeed. She laughed lightly with a nod, leaning close to give him the proper kiss he wanted. A small, soft and gentle thing. Unassuming, affectionate, a comfort that lingered. An affirmation of the care between them that needed few words, if any at all.

Eventually she would part from him, her tone warm and sweet.

"I ought to save the rest of these kisses... for the cuddle you probably want with that nap we've got planned, hm?" She teased, touching her nose briefly to his. "No rush, though."

In reality, she hardly minded if he wanted to demand more kisses from her there and then, and she wasn't about to rush him out of the bath either. The fresh and fluffy towels awaited him whenever he decided he wanted to get dry... even with Alpine currently making biscuits upon the edge of one whilst Liho groomed her ears.

[owinterer]

The smallest of smiles would find its way upon his lips as she leaned close, and when she placed that kiss upon his lips, his bionic hand came to rest on top of the side of the tub as he returned the gesture, wanting it to last just a little longer. A comforting gesture that he could never get enough and they both knew how he felt about it, especially in a weaker moment such at now. The teasing followed by her touching noses with his made him blink, brows rising slightly before he barely lowered his head, gaze cast toward the floor for a moment. Honestly? He had forgotten about the nap that he so desperately needed after this, so caught up in enjoying the moment once his mind had began to be clear.

The soldier shifted his position, turning to face the spy a little more before his right hand reached over, trailing the side of his index against the underside of her chin, blue eyes returning to meet teal colored ones.

He stayed silent for longer, letting his hand travel from her chin to the side of her face, gently cradling her cheek. She understood him perfectly - she understood how to ground him, how to make him feel safe and not rush him through his mental turmoil. Natalia knew what trauma did to someone, even if she may have not went through the same as he did, she was well aware that there were steps for one to come out of such a state. He took a breath in, only to exhale shortly after, gaze softening.

She kept him from being destructive - toward himself.

“ << More. Longer.. >> ” He murmured, leaning forward to brush his lips against her. “ << Please? >> ” Short, one worded sentences were still preferred, sure, but the way he expressed himself didn't truly matter right now. The soldier would have this pleading look in his eyes once more. He couldn't get enough of the attention at the moment, could he? Every little touch pulled back the clouds within his mind further and further away.

“ << Get out after. Promise. >> ”

[evepolastrl]

a widow of your own

[saltatisscintillae]

The need in his voice sent a shiver of heat down her spine, spurring a greater hunger in her kisses as he pressed her closer. A soft sigh fell from her lips as their bodies met again, skin to skin, and all of Natalia's senses reveled in it, craving more. Her hand further caressed his member, and she caught sight of the familiar way his brow furrowed, his eyelids fluttering a little as he tried to keep his thoughts coherent, to keep his lust from overtaking his reason. It was always something she loved seeing.

His words brought a soft smirk to her lips, the smoldering of desire spilling from his gaze encouraging-- no, urging her to act.

"Mmhmm, I plan to…" She hummed with a smile, keeping his gaze as she meandered down his body, leaving a trail of soft kisses planted in her wake. Down and down, over the planes of his musculature, taut and primed in anticipation of her touch. All the while her hand worked him, a firm but gentle array of touch and pressure. It was steady, but with enough give that he could rock his hips into her hand as much as he wished. That was also a delight for her. The way he left himself so open to her ministrations, let himself so visibly need her, so awash in both desire and the deepest trust-- it even further warmed her heart and made her want to indulge his every whim, truth be told.

"You remember what I said earlier, don't you~?" She added, her vampiric senses alerting her to the sharp jump in his pulse and the rush of blood to his groin at merely those words, plus the added sensation of her breath there, on so sensitive a part of him.

Oh yes, he definitely remembered.

Fangs glinted beneath her smirking lips for a moment, and those teal eyes held his gaze as she oh so carefully grazed the edge of one against his length, torturously slow and gentle as a whisper… before capturing him with her mouth proper, swallowing him down with a velvety hum.

[owinterer]

She knew exactly how to play him to keep his attention fully on her with whatever she decided to do. That trail of kisses against his skin as she wandered downward made his breath hitch, head tilting back to press against the back of the couch as the fingers of his hands twitched, unsure that to do anymore now that Natalia moved, instead coming to rest against the edge of the cushions. How absolutely evil of her to keep her hand on his arousal this whole time too, but his body acted on its own, shifting his hips, pressing further into her hand, desperate for more contact.

The way that she spoke those words to him lit the fire within his loins even more than before - it even surprised him but the sudden breath against such sensitive skin caused a groan to claw its way out of the soldier's throat as he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. Good lord, whenever the spy decided to go down like this, despite he knew how it always went, it kept taking him off guard.

But that fang trailing against his erection would earn a shiver running through his body.

“ Y-Yeah I do – Good fffffuckin' god mind the fangs! ” A small warning but he wasn't really complaining. No, it brought some excitement that he never thought he'd feel, though sex between them had never been what one could call normal. It was their own business. Sure, it did make them late for a meeting here and there at times but seeing how shameless they both were, anyone with a brain would know better than ask the pair of super spies why they were late and it was so obvious why.

When her mouth finally captured him, a sigh of a moan fell from his lips as he moved his head, half lidded gaze cast back down toward her. Man, somehow it felt so familiar, yet so different - the added bonus of her newly acquired vampiric senses and fangs would really end up spicing things up, wouldn't they?

“ Swear it's feelin' like the first time again – hnm. Not that I mind, but holy fuck your mouth feels so.. s-so.. different.. ”

It would only go down from there once she started moving and he just knew that he would melt under her actions no matter what.

[owinterer]

[ The fun thing of writing threads with ship partners is I get to display how much of a fucking simp I rp Bucky as because fuck does he love his partner(s) to hell and back, would die for them and he's not afraid to remind them about it like his life depends on it- ]

[adriles]

they are Cancelling me for dealing with my grief as best i can . also for the vicious war Crimes