#chubby bucky

[digital-nocturne]

I’m struggling to draw again, but I think I might make him a bit bigger. For shits and giggles.

Chunkier Bucky…I think I can push this further my brain and hand are just uncoordinated and don’t wanna draw rn.

[buttercupchub]

Did some Winterbones for my bestie @enbyofgore because they deserve it!<3 (Winter looks so pathetic I love it) And of course I sneaked Miguel into this one. This tiny sketch is actually a tiny teaser for a future drawing with Peter B. in it <333 (Spiderdads all the way)

[buckyalpine]

Bucky comfort. What I need like air right now is a sweet, chubby baker Bucky who notices his bunny is down. She doesn't say anything out of the ordinary when she comes to visit the bakery, kissing his soft scruffy cheek before taking a seat at the booth with a fresh Danish he made.

Cherry, because that's her favorite.

He can tell something is off when her smile doesn't quite meet her eyes and she's curled up in his hoodie quietly nibbling on the pastry instead of clinging onto him like she usually does.

He doesn't like it. Not one bit.

He loves when his girl hugs his thick waist tightly from behind while his works at the dough and rolls out croissants. Her little hands usually knead at the fluff around his belly. Instead she seems to be in her own world, wrapping her arms tightly around herself and pushing herself further into her seat to hide from the rest of world. You tell him you have to run a few errands and he doesn't miss your steamy eyes and small voice as you scurry off out of the bakery and it just adds to his worry.

Bucky was having none of that.

He lets Sam and Steve take over a couple of his orders, cleaning off and deciding to go straight home to you instead, he knows you don't actually have errands to do, he always makes sure to take care of them anyway. When he arrives back home, he isn't surprised to see your smaller form curled in a ball on the couch, eyes wide, surprised to see him.

"Bucky?" the quiver in your voice gives away that you'd been crying moments earlier.

"C'mere baby bunny" Bucky cooed, scooping you up in his beefy arms, and cradling your body to his, holding you to his chest while you nuzzle into his neck. "Wanna tell me what's going on in that little head of yours" He whispered against your hair, stroking it while you pull back, giving him a shrug. He knows you don't always want to talk about it but he's going to do what he can to make you feel better

"I'm not sure" You say with a sigh, your mind still running around a thousand miles a minute. Nothing particularly bad happened but one thought led to another; questioning if you were happy with your job, if you were happy with where you were in life, if you were someone Bucky would actually even want to be with, someone so sweet and loving and handsome like him, all your friends seemed to have found their footing and you were still here so unsure-

"Shhh" he kissed your forehead as if he could hear your insecurities screaming at you from inside your head. "What do you need sweet girl" His lips brush against the top of your head, breathing in your soft scent of peach body wash and vanilla lotion. He has you perfectly tucked into his much larger form, as if he were trying to protect his baby bunny from the rest of the world.

"Cuddles?" You cling onto him, sighing contently when he shifts so he can wrap you up in his arms while you bury your face into his chest. Everything about him is so comforting, if you could find a way to burrow yourself into him, you would. Your wiggling and shifting to get even closer makes Bucky chuckle, cooing at the whine you let out when he pulls away.

"Not going anywhere bunny, just getting us more comfortable" You're not sure how he does it but with minimal effort and movement he's helped you strip off all your clothes along with his, tossing the fluffy throw to cover you both up. You love feeling his bare skin against yours, practically purring now that you can feel every bit of him.

The rumble of your stomach doesn't go unnoticed by Bucky and he makes sure to wrap you up in a blanket burrito before getting up and padding over to the kitchen.

"Where are you going now" You pout and he cups your face with the gentlest touch.

"You're hungry bub, I'm just getting a snacky" and with that he walks off, grinning at the giggle you let out watching his perfectly perky ass saunter off.

"Yummyy" You wiggle happily from under your blanket at both the sight of you very pretty, very naked boyfriend carrying in a plate of more Danishes and a bunch of other pastries and fruit he grabbed on the way out when he left the bakery.

Bucky adores seeing you like this, setting down the snacks so he can hold you again when you give him grabby arms. He doesn't let you lift a fingers, feeding you another Danish, kissing the crumbs that clung onto your lips. He runs you a bath next. His bunny doesn't feel like moving much so he's happy to carry you there while you wrap yourself around him like a koala bear.

By the end of the night he loves seeing the light return to your eyes, your soft giggles when he has you perched on the bathroom counter doing your skin care routine with him.

"Keep your little paws to yourself, doll" Bucky swats away your hands when you reach for the lotion, taking over the job for himself. He's more than happy to massage up and down your calves to your thighs. He massages all the knots out of your back and shoulders before carrying you off to bed again for more cuddles and kisses.

Anyway, this was sitting in the drafts for weeds and it's still what I need rn.

[ransoms-kitten]

Creme filled ;)

Part 1

A/N : this is absolute filth and I'm not sorry.

Warning: smut . 18+ minors dni. Creampie. Cumplay. Dom bucky . Daddy kink. Bucky is thicc.chubby bucky. Inappropriate use of Bucky's cream.

Pairing: chubby bucky x baker reader.

You were currently laid on your stomach, bucky fucking you from behind, his soft tummy moving on your back with every thrust .

"Bucky..." You moaned his name. Bucky smirked as he kept pounding into your poor pussy.

"does that feel good sweets, is my cock making you feel good . " His grip on your neck loosened.

"yes daddy feels so good, your cock is filling me up so nicee." You whimpered.

Bucky loved teasing you, he stopped mid thrust , just to reach for the cream filled donuts nearby , he took a huge bite of it , "hmm tastes so good sweetheart.". You were desperate for him to move , but you knew he wouldn't. So you started fucking yourself on his cock, moving your ass up and down his member, making him almost choke on the donut. "Jeez sweets what's gotten into you today, you're usually a patient girl when daddy fucks you." He went back to taking charge now, gripped your hips tightly slamming into you making you go limp on his dick, he loved using you like this, he knew you loved it too.

" daddy ..." Bucky smacked your ass a few times ,before fucking into you again.

"tell me sweets, does it feel good ?" You only manage to yes. "Do you want daddy's cream? You want daddy to fill this hole? Like you filled those donuts . He knew the right dirty talk that would get you going.

"yes daddy want you to fill me with cream .".

" you're gonna come along with daddy yeah? Let go when i tell you to." He grips your ass firm enough to leave marks, bouncing you on his cock so swiftly, he didn't even break a sweat yet, tet you were so far gone after 7 orgasms .

"come for daddy sweets." And you both came his cum spilling into you, your combined juices leaking out of your pussy. Bucky gathered them with his fingers , and slipped it into his mouth.

"fuck we taste to good together sweets, wanna try?" You whimper out a yes. He took more of your cum and let you suck on his fingers, making you taste it. "Doesn't that taste good sweets?"

"hmm it's soo good baby ." In the middle of tasting it you got an awesome idea.

"are you sure about this sweets ?" Bucky really was still processing the level of filth you were doing , bringing him to your bakery telling him you were working on a few flavour. The next he knows you pulled his cock out jerking him off , then you explained you plan to him.

"oh you're so unbelievable sweets, you wanna put my cum on a donut?" Bucky loved the idea .

"yes barnes now be a good boy and cum in that bowl, don't waste it." He did as you said.

Bucky usually came a lot due to his enchanced abilities. And it was just enough to dip your donut in the bowl, you took a bite , savouring the taste.

"you like that sweets? Maybe you can sell it in your bakery as a special." He joked.

You furrowed your brows. " Nooo it's only for me ".

"really my sweets doesn't wanna share her new favourite flavour with the world? "

"no barnes , if they want it they can get their own super soldier." Bucky smiled at your possesiveness. "Don't be so jealous sweetheart you know I'm all yours." He pressed a loving kiss to your lips. " I know daddy ."

[buttergutz]

Fat/chubby Bucky Barnes panel redraws //w// (plus chubby congressmen Bucky 😳)

[mylevisdontfitanymore]

A little late but imagine Steve and Bucky driving around on Veterans Day for all the free/cheap food. Steve takes a few bites of his or just gives it all to Bucky who is getting STUFFED in the passenger seat.

This hit me like a door hits the doorframe when in a hurricane 😳😳

*gulp* *whispers* fuck me

And I'm late responding to this too but that's fine. I don't care. This is a golden idea!! Why have I never thought of this before? 🥴😳 I should have thought of this!

'Cuz you know after growing up during the Depression Steve and Bucky can not resist a good deal. Plus, survivor's guilt is hard to get over, so taking a little extra *cough* most of the time a lot extra, looking at Bucky *cough* can feel overly luxurious or indulgent in a way that makes it hard to swallow (pun not intended). This way, though, it's for them. Veterans. And it's discounted! How could they ever say no? They couldn't.

Unbeta'd stucky belly kink nonsense under the cut. Warnings for: one excessively stuffed and fattened Bucky, one overly horny Steve, a little bit of burping, etc.

Bucky is as round as a fully-inflated blimp where he's wedged into the truck next to Steve.

Every time he inhales too deeply, Steve hears the springs of the poor, worn-out seat he's sinking into complaining. They're creaking beneath his seemingly mile-wide ass that's mounded up behind him, pressed against the back of the seat that he keeps deliriously fumbling for the lever of. To adjust his seat and lean it back, giving his huge gut more room to grow, he has to reach around his stacked rolls of love handles and thick spare tire and tummy fat that spread around to become back fat. It's starting to get out of reach. That, or, it's possible Bucky's just too full to lean over and grab the lever. A day full of discounted meals will do that to a man.

A marshmallow man.

He's big 😳

Because, it seems, Veteran's Day brings out a special kind of gluttony for them -

More than passive, casual constant eating, today is a binge. Today aches. It hurts. Bucky has stretched his stomach to its limits to fit every discounted calorie, already irresistible in taste and made only more irresistible by the price.

Breakfast in bed was merely an attempt to sedate Bucky's hanger long enough to transport him to Steve's beat-up pickup, hefting his wobbling, frosting-thick (and frosting sweet, Steve would know, underneath all those flabby rolls 😏) body into the vehicle. The tires sunk and bulged under his blubbery weight. After being jostled so much, Bucky was awake enough to complain, his gluttonous stomach growling as if he hadn't just slammed more breakfast than the average person could take, and they'd had to stop for a discounted drive-thru snack before the sit-down restaurant.

Lunch was planned to be sit-down, too, but…

Bucky hadn't been in any shape to waddle into their favorite diner by noon. The only shape he was then, was round. Steve had run in instead, picked it up, and fed it to Bucky while he huffed and puffed and whined.

Steve… might… have… just maybe… used all that overhang and blubber to jerk Bucky off in the truck, knowing no one would be able to see his dick anyway, so it didn't really count. It wasn't really indecent exposure. Not unless Bucky's round, fat belly hanging out of his once-fitting shirt counted. And it did. It did to Steve, watching it ripple and jiggle. Watching Bucky paw desperately at the firm, overstuffed fat sheened with his sweat and blushing red between old silvery and new bright pink stretch marks. God, he was so out of breath as he hiccuped and panted that it was too much - he's 'too full to be jerked off,' Steve has to be 'careful' with him, he's all swollen and tender. Then, conversely, he would whine like a baby whenever Steve tried to slow down.

Bucky is still panting now.

He's still hiccuping.

Burping.

Groaning.

He sounds and looks like he could pop after endless swings through drive-thrus and pick-up and deliveries straight to their car.

And Steve -

Steve has never gripped the steering wheel harder. It's in real danger of shattering under his hands. They're finally, actually, probably driving home now after a series of pathetic, whining, wheezing pleas of ‘just one more stop, please, pleeease, I'm not done yet. I can fit another bite. Maybe two.’

Then, of course, an unfairly sexy, gulping realization of 'mmmnohgod!' when he realizes, inevitably, he can't fit more.

Steve has no idea how he's going to pry the wide brunette out of the car. He is wedged. Like a blimp that dared to fly between two, too close together skyscrapers. Shit. His back is arched under the massive weight of his gut with his chair leaned back enough to have him slouching slobbishly while his gut presses against the dash. His belly is smushed so hard against the dashboard that his upper tummy is overlapping the plastic dash despite how wide his chunky thighs are spread to let his belly sit on his poor, screaming seat, too.

God, he's fat.

So fat that there's nothing Steve can do but reach over and smack the huge, fat globe of his boyfriend's belly.

"Bhhh-AH-uuuurp!" Bucky belch-moans.

[angrythingstarlight]

ITS BAKER BUCKY WENDSDAY

Question: why is Baker bucky so insecure? I mean I know its because of his ex being a bitch but it takes much more then that to COMPLETELY ruin a guys self esteem😧🧍🏾‍♀️

So his self esteem wasn't completely ruined. Knocked down and bruised, yes. Completely ruined, not at all.

He was confident enough to ask you out, flirt with you, date you, bring you into his home, love you, bake for you, share himself with you.

You can be confident in some areas and insecure in others. Bucky is no exception to that.

His ex, Moxie, knew how to hit below the belt. She broke his heart and it happened at a time when his body had changed. She blamed it on that. It threw him for a loop. The woman he thought he loved cruelly insulted his looks, compared him to his best friend, said hurtful things that he would have never said to her. Her claws left scars. It takes time to recover from something like that.

But notice how he didn't lose the weight. He was happy with the way he looked.

Again scars were left. Words linger. Insecurities were created in the wake of her insults. It happens to the best of us.

Bucky was happy in his skin before she snapped that night and he wanted to get back to feeling that way.

He didn't feel a need to change himself. The only thing that needed to go was Ms. Moxie herself. And he kicked her out. Kept his living his life. Kept doing what he loved, nourished his love of baking by creating and consuming the most incredible pastries and desserts.

She didn't take that from him.

But the thing about insecurities is that they aren't easy to let go of even when you think you have. They have a tendency to lurk and nip and flourish without you realizing what's happening. For a while, it was easier to pretend as if those vicious words didn't affect him. Avoidance is a skill. It limits the risk of being hurt again. Or at least provides the pretense of it anyways.

Suddenly Bucky found himself in a new relationship, wanting to risk everything for a chance with you.

But he had developed this irrational fear that you might not like the way his body looks. At least without his clothes. Exposing himself fully, naked, in the light—having his vulnerabilities laid bare for your perusal was scary and bold. It demanded a level of courage that he hadn't quite reached yet.

He would have done it eventually if you hadn't push him that night. He knew you were different, he knew you loved him for him but that little, insecure voice in his head was warring with the sensible, love struck part of him. Not winning but doing enough damage to hold him back.

He had it in his head that he was going to make you fall so hard for him that everything else wouldn't matter. He didn't want your view of him to change. Again irrational. You weren't her and he knew it. Even that insecure piece of him knew it. But when you're in the midst of a sea of conflicting emotions, those irrational thoughts doesn't seem irrational until much later.

That's what happened with Bucky.

After that night, he began to see how absurd he had been. You gave him the boost he needed to shake her vicious words loose from his mind and pack them away.

And he hasn't looked back since.

[iwriteweightgainbullshit]

Chubby bucky x chubby reader?

Like bucky loving up on us

They would be so cute 🥺💗 especially if the reader was a baker or chef

Oh my God! Yes! Mutual chubbiness!? Hell yeah! (I'm sorry for answering this ask like 2 years later 😭)

You own a bakery in town, it's a very authentic bakery. That's where Bucky met you 2 years ago when he came in for a coffee.

His therapist had told him he needed to go out more. So there he was, grumpily walking into the bakery.

That's when he saw you, you with your (maybe a tad old fashioned) clothing, your apron that's perfectly hugging your curves, showing off your wide hips, thick thighs and a cute rounded belly. You had always been chubby, ever since you were a kid. But despite a few comments people told you about your weight, you were never bothered by it. You liked the way you looked, soft, caring and comfy. And besides you loved to eat pastries almost as much as you loved to bake them!

You were the first thing Bucky saw when he walked in. His eyes roaming over your body, looking at your hips, thighs and hmmm your belly, he then looks at your face. Your pretty face and beautiful smile.

For a moment he forgets about the rest of the world.

It's you who first starts a conversation, you're charming and funny. And Bucky finds he can talk to you easily.

After a bit you exchange phone numbers.

-2 years later-

Things are different now, not bad, but different.

For one, the two of you are living together now in a cozy apartment.

But also Bucky's body, you're no longer the only chubby one anymore.

Bucky had grown over the last 2 years. Grown to love your pastries, grown as a person and definitely grown around his middle. He had a nice plump belly now, that's hanging over his belt. His thighs are thick and make a perfect seat for you. His arm has thickened up, still lots of muscles but also padded with fat.

His face has grown more round and pudgy. A cute double chin resting comfortably under his chin. His tits (as you like to call them) are nice and plump. Perfect for your hands to grab, squeeze, kiss, bite and jiggle.

He definitely doesn't look the way he did when he first met you... and if he was honest. He wouldn't change a thing.

He liked tasting your pastries when you were baking. He liked snacking with you in the middle of the night. He liked having dinner with you until he was so full he had to unbutton his pants.

He liked feeling full, no longer having an aching hunger in his belly, he liked being able to sleep, because the food comforted him. He liked how people didn't look at him like he was a weapon anymore. He LOVED how you would play with his belly. He LOVED the way you looked at him.

And most importantly he loved the way his body matches yours.

Both your body as his body showed that it had been taken care of and loved.

Your bodies represented your relationship. And neither of you would change a thing♡

P.s I'm sorry I kinda got off track here I think.