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he’s literally the human teddy bear
70 years ago.
After 70 years.
people on this website loves days and dates. you could make a post that says “it’s sweet fat of the hog tuesday” and people would go nuts reblogging it every tuesday
Bucky giving Steve a good exercise. Pun completely intended.
Megan Thee Stallion Covers Glamour, Women Of The Year Issue 2021
Deserves A Show
Andy Barber as your dominant and sugar daddy:
Warnings: Smut. Dominant/Submissive relationship. Dacryphilia. Choking. Exhibitionism.
Kinktober: Day 16 Prompts: Exhibitionism + Where Business Meets Pleasure + Andy Barber
He’s a menace when it comes to watching you as you fall apart under him. It doesn’t have to be a mind-shattering orgasm, he gets off on each sliver of a moan that escapes your lips as he touches you. He can go at it for hours, teasing you, spanking, biting you, marking you.
As much as Andy Barber thrives off of you being his good girl, there is something about disciplining you each time you are naughty that can make him rock hard in seconds.
The man is very creative when it comes to punishments. After a few months of sharing this dynamic, there is an undiscussed competition always on about who can disarray the wires of the other more- you with your brattiness or Andy with his punishments- which often make you cry.
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prompts list (150)
• fluff
“you look better in my clothes than i do.”
“i believe you.”
“is that my shirt?”
“can i play with your hair?”
“you can tell me anything.”
“isn’t the view beautiful?”
“my mother adores you.”
“they’re not you.”
“if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”
“did you just kiss me?”
“i’ve dreamt about this.”
“is that a drawing of me?”
“i didn’t mean to say that but yeah, i love you.”
“of course i will.”
“wow, you’re photogenic.”
“i thought you'd never ask.”
“quick, kiss me!”
“you cancelled plans for me?”
“i’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time.”
“that is not what the instructions say.”
“you remembered?”
“stop looking at me like that!”
“has anyone told you that your eyes sparkle in the moonlight?”
“how mad would you be if i kissed you?”
“you’re hugging me too tight!”
“my lipgloss is all over your lips.”
“that’s the first time i’ve ever seen you smile.”
“you’re lucky you’re hot.”
“i didn’t know you could sing.”
“you weren’t supposed to hear that!”
“shut up before i kiss you.”
“you give me butterflies.”
“i can’t think around you.”
“i just wanted to make you laugh.”
“kiss me better.”
“why’d you stop?”
“you wrote me a song?”
“i’m not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand.”
“you ramble and it’s adorable.”
“are you blushing?”
“did i say that out loud?”
“hey, only i can call them that!”
“have you ever thought about how much worse our lives would be without each other?”
“i meant it when i said for better or for worse.”
“that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”
“nothing else matters except for you.”
“we could run away.”
“the world could be on fire and i’d still be happy as long as i'm with you.”
“they’re such an idiot. my idiot but still.”
“this isn’t adrenaline, i want to spend my life with you.”
• smut
“do you think of me when you touch yourself?”
“stop before someone sees!”
“do that again.”
“ten? i only need five.”
“on your knees.”
“enjoying the view?”
“that was the prettiest sound i’ve ever heard.”
“i didn’t think you were into that.”
“i trust you. do it.”
“next time we get into an argument, i’m reminding you that i took your virginity.”
“against the window? are you insane?”
“i’m going to ruin that pretty makeup.”
“now everyone’s going to know you’re mine.”
“i could do this all day.”
“louder, i want them to hear you.”
“you can finish if you beg.”
“do you want to come on my fingers or mouth?”
“you won’t be able to walk tomorrow when i’m through with you.”
“how funny do you think teasing is now?”
“after that little stunt? you’re not getting off that easy.”
“lay down and stay still.”
“are you doing that on purpose?”
“i didn’t like the way they were looking at you.”
“have they ever touched you like this?”
“i never noticed how beautiful filthy words could be.”
“were you masturbating?”
“my boyfriend/girlfriend would kill us.”
“keep quiet or someone’ll hear.”
“not so cocky now, are you?”
“is that new?”
“who gave you that?”
“are you jealous?”
“show me you’re mine.”
“i’ve been waiting all day to do this.”
“does that hurt?”
“lipstick’s a good look on you.”
“we should skinny dip.”
“as beautiful as you look, all i want to do is rip that dress off right now.”
“were you checking me out?”
“this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.”
“call me that again.”
“did i do that?”
“i’ll try it for you.”
“i think we just found a new kink.”
“i always hated spankings as a child.”
“leave the heels on.”
“i’d rather have your hands around my throat but the necklace will do.”
“what would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?”
“shut up and pin me down.”
“i thought your laugh was the prettiest sound in the world. i was wrong, it's your moans.”
• angst
“do you love them?”
“you’re not sorry.”
“how did you find out?”
“don’t lie to me.”
“am i not important to you anymore?”
“i didn’t realise i was such an inconvenience.”
“do you think about them when you look at me?”
“how many times am i supposed to forgive you?”
“don’t raise your fucking voice at me.”
“i trusted you.”
“are you ashamed of me?”
“it was open and i read it.”
“i can’t deal with you right now.”
“did you ever really love me?”
“i see the way you look at them.”
“if you can’t live without me, then die.”
“i don’t believe you.”
“all you had to do was stay.”
“i knew you were too good to be true.”
“i don't need help and i don’t need you either.”
“some things aren’t meant to be.”
“all my friends told me you’d break my heart.”
“we can’t afford to do this anymore.”
“you deserve better.”
“it’s not safe.”
“i wish i’d never met you.”
“i can’t look at you.”
“get out.”
“was it worth it?”
“how could you let them say that about me?”
“there’s just no pleasing you, is there?”
“why don’t you give a shit?”
“how many times are you going to look me in the eye and lie to me?”
“i can’t do this if you don't trust me.”
“find someone else then.”
“don’t touch me!”
“they were there. you weren’t.”
“i don’t want to spend another second with you!”
“is your image really more important than us?”
“you win.”
“this isn’t what i wanted to happen.”
“i’d take our relationship back in a heartbeat.”
“you two deserve each other.”
“can’t you listen for one second?”
“you’ll be happier without me.”
“if you loved me, you wouldn’t have done it.”
“don’t you try to explain yourself!”
“you can’t take back what you said.”
“i don’t see the same person i loved when i look at you anymore.”
“why didn’t you fight for us?”
Happy Wednesday!! How about "Alpine has spoken." with Bucky?? Love your writing 😍
Title: Alpine Has Spoken
Summary: Alpine is a traitor. She was your cat first. How dare she like Bucky more?
Drabble
A/n: Written on my phone, will correct mistakes later.
Warnings: Fluff
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"How dare you," the sharply spoken words are directed at the traitor sitting before you, "after all we've been through, after everything I've done for you, you pick him," you hiss.
She blinks, yawning in your face.
The nerve.
You poke her in her chest, "you know what, I'm going to remember this the next time I'm in the bathroom and you want to come in,"
She pats your hand with her paw.
"Oh so you choose violence, then" you say, narrowing your eyes and leaning in close, "I can play that game too"
Your cat turn around, whipping her tail in your face. She snuggles up to your laughing boyfriend. Your cat, that you have raised since she was a teeny tiny fluff ball, looks you dead in the eye and rubs her head on his stomach.
"You know what," you mumble under your breath as you stand up, "I'm going to make her love me more,"
You poke Bucky in his forehead, "you're not stealing my cat Barnes"
Bucky wheezes from laughing so hard, his dog tags rattling as he holds on the couch. Alpine rolls on her back and starts batting the swinging metal above her head. He stops mid laugh to coo at her.
Ever since Bucky has moved in, Alpine has abandoned you for the super soldier. She used to be your shadow now she clings to your boyfriend more than you do. And you've caught her giving you the side eye more than once.
And you know she's interrupted you guys more than once on purpose right when he's about to put it on you. Damn it, you can't even sit next to him during movie night without her sliding in between you, meowing up at him.
And Bucky thinks it's all so cute.
He's a traitor too.
You leave the living room, heading for the pantry as you continue to mumble under your breath. You will get your kitten back.
Or your man.
You don't care at this point. What you do know is that you will not be the third wheel in your own home.
Looking over your shoulder, Buckys talking to Alpine describing the movie to the attentive cat. When he glances down at his phone sitting beside him, she turns her head and makes eye contact with you. She puts her paws on his chest, her tail swing back and forth.
You glare at her, snatching a pack of cat treats off the shelves. You amble back to the living room, shaking a few treats into your hand. "Alpine" you sing
Her ears perk up, tail twitching back and forth slowly. She takes a step towards you but then Bucky speaks.
"Go on Alpine,"
She looks up at him adoringly. Then she falls into his lap, kneading his belly. You tilt your head in disbelief. "Really!"
Bucky shrugs one broad shoulder and holds out his hand. You bitterly slam the treats on his palm and flop down beside him, grumbling loudly about them getting their own place.
Bucky wraps his arm around your shoulder and places a kiss on your pouting lips. "We would never leave," he smiles at you, "no doll, we would kick you out, right Alpine?"
Your cat looks at you and meows.
"Alpine has spoken, doll"
Oh my I would let myself get kicked out of my own place for these two
What if we just love the myth of Hades and Persephone because we secretly want someone to carry us away to somewhere new and dark and exciting and a little dangerous
No Confessions?
You’ve got tattoos and your soldier knows its time for you both to stop dancing around each other, no confessions involved.
A/n: Its day 4 and I’ve got some Bucky Barnes for you:-) Comments and reblogs are the little love notes you slip under my door and I’m here for them!
I do not give permission for my work to be translated, edited or reposted on any other blog or third party site.
Word Count: 4.3K(Don’t we love it here?)
Warnings: Smut. Reader has tattoos and Bucky’s got a tattoo kink he didn’t know about, ideal situation innit? Some sappiness. Bucky is a lovestruck pup for a moment. Someone likes to listen to someone complain. The endearing, all consuming visual of Bucky cleaning up your wounds.Someone’s furious at Fury. Someone talks to the moon and hyper-romanticizes mundane things like Bucky’s bright-blissful-baby-blue eyes. Porn with feels aka soft smut. A hell lot of confessions, don’t let the title deceive you.
Kinktober Day 4: Prompts: Tattoo kink + Stranded and alone for the night + Bucky Barnes
Masterlist. Kinktober Masterlist. Taglist. My fic library is @chaashnifics
Tell me what you think.
“Need any help there?” Bucky glanced at you worriedly, lips set in a frown that creased its way into the steel of his eyes, a darkened shadow dusting one half of his face, the other streaked with an ardent golden.
You shrugged, cringing when the cut down your shoulder stung with the effect of a hundred poisoned needles. Bucky’s eyes never left your face, easily smoothening over each ragged movement as you flexed your bruised arm, reaching forward to grab the wet rag he had handed you the moment you entered this sorry excuse of a safe house.
You and Fury are going to have a really long conversation about fucked up intel and what is the accepted interpretation of ’low-risk stealth mission’
I have two moods.
1. Constant panic and worryng about every little detail
2. It is what it is
God Be You
He's the drummer of a band that makes its mark in every city, you are a fan who can't stop admiring him. But is this what it is?
Is it admiration that takes you to every meet and greet the band ever does? It is admiration when you can't stop scrolling through pictures of his- wasting days devoted on him? Or is it the undertones of an obsession?
And is Bucky Barnes who he shows he is?
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
MASTERLIST
God Be You -3
An obsession with a drummer having a metal arm turns into something very different very quickly…you can’t say you are complaining though.
Word Count: 804
Warnings: Smut. Darkish stuff(?). Obsession. Manipulation. Dubcon Marking. Narratophilia. Blood. Lack of good judgement. Possessiveness. Vampiric shit.
For @syntheticavenger ’s Synth’s spooky challenge. The song prompt I took was ‘God be you’ by Nostalghia
Kinktober: Day 11. Prompts: Narratophilia + Horror + Bucky Barnes
Part 1 Part 2
Bucky Barnes wanted you to know who he was. If this day couldn’t get any better. You remembered the last time you had met him, revelled in the fact that he had held your hand for a quarter of a second, mentally dancing when he leant in and pulled you in for a hug.
You never wanted him to let you go. You even tried to soak up his cold touch, already begotten by the steel blue of his eyes.
Tilting your head slightly you looked at the man- vampire, holding you to him, sliding his hands down your panties, his eyes glowing red, his fangs on full display, faint lines of your blood raking through them.
Isn’t this what you had always wanted? Isn’t he what you had always wanted? You hadn’t counted on Bucky being a vampire, but didn’t that make things better?
Good judgement had left this conversation a long time back.
Harry on stage in Cleveland, Oct. 18