#winterbirthed

[yoursdndispatcher]

@winterbirthed asked:

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I think Robert is realizing in real time that he has a habit of offering loyalty and support to people he doesn't fully trust.... Also, he might have a type.

[owinterer]

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“Odd to think about the whole thing considerin' we're technically the same fucker at the end of the day. But could give it some time.”

[ Pretty much the same as you said on your answer to mine, gotta get through the fact that it's technically yourself ahaha~ That and the fact that my Bucky has incredibly high trust issues, even with himself oops. ] 

[dciisy]

@winterbirthed. BUCKY BARNED ft. PETER PARKER.

he didn't turn to face the other, he just kept reading the comic book he had picked up not even five minutes ago. ❝ ---- you're not that stealthy, you know... ❞ he called out to the other. his ears had picked up the sound of boots on the floor, nearing him, but he knew the other tried to be quiet. after a moment, he placed his comic book down and got to his feet, finally turning toward him. ❝ did you need something, buckaroo? ❞ he asked, though he cringed almost immediately afterward. ❝ oh god, i'm not saying that again. ❞

[deephex]

@winterbirthed liked for a starter! <3

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆  ɪᴛ  ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ  ᴜɴᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ  ꜰᴏʀ  wanda  to  find  patterns  in  most  things  that  happened  around  her,  it  was  just  part  of  how  her  brain  worked.  this  was  no  different  but,  admittedly,  it  had  taken  her  longer  than  it  should  have  to  notice  this  one.

        it  had  started  slowly  with  bucky  giving  her  a  half  smile  or  a  nod  whenever  she  was  around  when  he  returned  from  a  mission.  each  one  would  give  wanda  butterflies  but  she  just  put  that  down  to  having  an  upset  stomach  from  all  the  snacks  she'd  been  eating  recently.  subtle  acknowledgement  of  her  presence  had  turned  into  him  somehow  finding  her  whenever  he  returned  and  that's  when  she  noticed  the  pattern  starting  to  form.  she  didn't  want  to  think  anything  of  it  but...  it  was  hard  for  her  not  to  when  seeing  him  seemed  to  make  her  mind  quiet.

        it  was  late  one  night  when  wanda  was  up  reading  one  of  her  books  in  hopes  that  it  would  calm  her  mind  enough  to  allow  her  to  sleep.  she  didn't  notice  it  at  first,  too  focused  on  reading  about  japanese  mythology.  the  witch  missed  the  sound  of  heavy  boots  approaching  her  room  and  the  man  that  had  come  to  a  stop  in  her  doorway.  it  took  her  a  few  moments  to  realise  bucky  was  there  and  her  eyes  seemed  to  light  up  as  a  soft  smile  slowly  appeared  on  her  features.

        she  took  off  her  glasses  and  set  them  aside  along  with  her  book  before  standing  up.  she  didn't  bother  to  smooth  out  her  skirt  before  she  walked  across  the  room  and  wrapped  her  arms  around  his  middle  without  even  thinking  about  it,  face  burying  into  his  chest.  ❝  you  always  come  back...  ❞  she  murmured  into  the  fabric  of  his  shirt,  the  realisation  hitting  her  with  the  force  of  a  freight  train.

[deephex]

@winterbirthed asked : ❛ 10 . a kiss against a wall .

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆  ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ  ʜᴀᴅ  ʙᴇᴇɴ  ꜱɪɢɴꜱ.  stolen  looks  when  no  one  else  was  watching,  fleeting  touches  when  they  passed  in  the  corridor.  there  was  a  palpable  tension  between  the  scarlet  witch  and  the  winter  soldier,  there  was  no  denying  it.  wanda  found  herself  thinking  about  bucky  when  she  least  expected  it,  her  mind  wandering  to  what  it  might  be  like  to  have  those  hands  on  her.  her  thoughts  were  getting  more  and  more  unpure  as  the  days  went  by.  the  tension  reached  a  breaking  point  during  a  briefing.

        the  romani  couldn't  seem  to  get  her  mind  in  the  right  place,  unable  to  take  her  eyes  off  of  him  and  unable  to  focus  on  a  single  word  that  was  said.  she  finally  ended  up  having  to  excuse  herself  so  she  could  compose  herself.  wanda  walked  down  the  corridor  slowly,  running  a  single  ring  adorned  hand  through  her  long  dark  tresses.  she  suddenly  found  her  back  against  the  wall  and  she  instantly  recognised  who  was  holding  her  there.

        ❝  bucky...  ❞  she  breathed  out,  his  name  a  lilting  melody  wrapped  in  her  prominent  accent.  her  gaze  dropped  to  his  lips  for  a  second  before  she  met  his  again  and  she  stopped  hesitating.  elegant  arms  wrapped  around  his  neck  and  she  closed  the  space  between  them,  eyes  fluttering  closed  as  she  poured  all  of  her  pent  up  frustration  into  the  hungry  kiss.  

[hcmantorch]

( @winterbirthed || cont from x )

It had been a rather long day for Johnny. Earlier on in the day, he and Ben had gotten into a rather heated argument, all stemming from the big guy not taking a joke and so to cool off, he had left. Most of his day had then been spent just flying around the city, looking for any sort of crime that needed stopped or any sort of help he could give.

It was getting late now however and as much as he would have liked to keep flying, his energy was starting to run low. Since he was still in a mood with the thing, he figured why not go see one of his favourite guys. It didn't take him long to reach Bucky's place as he flamed off, just as he entered the open window to the winter soldier's place.

Without much of a warning to the other, Johnny slid his way over the older gent's lap, eyes looking at the other before he move closer, pressing his chest against the other for a hug.

"Can't a guy come visit his favourite war hero every once and a while?"

[arrowmade]

Nice ass.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎HE COULDN'T HELP BUT smirk. roy was well aware, had heard it enough to know. hell, he worked for his ass enough to know. “ nice face. i'm sure it'd look a lot better with me on it, though. ”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎kissing or sitting, either way the point was there. granted, yes, he did have a preference. that just depended on how the night shook out.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎HAPPY SINDAY // @winterbirthed

[sonicanary]

❝ Good girl, take it all. ❞

Sugar & Spice (usfw memes). @winterbirthed

The door opened with a loud crack, messy bodies crashing against it as they reached her apartment. That date went well, but they both knew it wasn't their talk that fascinated both of them, but what would happen after dessert. He walked her back to her place, looked up a the Sherwood Florist fluorescent lamp that meant they arrived at destination. A few lames jokes from Dinah, a lot of flirting from him, &... she was pulling him by the collar with all the strength in the world for a passionate kiss.

Perhaps she liked him better when he wasn't talking. She closed the door with an expert kick, his hands all over her body, her floral dress being the light barrier between their skins. "That date was terrible..." she muttered against his lips, feeling herself hot, fingerprints burning her skin for more. She was sure he replied something, but nothing relevant in this exact moment.

He unbuttoned his shirt, while she shrugged off of her own leather jacket, her blue light eyes landed on his bulge. He smirked, proud of himself. ( why did she always fall for those stupid dirty batboys ? she hated herself for it. babs better not know about it ).

"Good girl, take it all." Another damn smirk of his. The blonde blinked slowly, stepped closer & dropped his crotch, feeling him getting harder every second. She hoped he would soon figure out she wasn't some innocent brainless blonde. "Like that, huh ?" She tilted her head, squeezed slightly, then zipped down his jeans. Dinah might be small, she knew he would follow her gestures ; she led him to her couch & pushed him down ( it had seen way too much already ).

She took a step back to watch him, teeth coming to bit her lower lip with some satisfaction, & a bright light in her eyes. Hands reached under her dress, the second later her knickers were down her ankles. She proceeded slowly, still with passion & anticipation, but she wanted it to be intense. She straddled his lap.

She was ready & from the way it stood... he was too.