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juiche · 10 months
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I wanted to draw the winter soldier for years but never dared to, I thought I’d definitely mess it up. Late to the party as always, but I finally dared to do it 😊
This one is based on a photo that Sebastian Stan took by chance prior to the Civil War film, having no idea what’s about to come :> I thought it’s wonderfully angsty 😌💅
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capibuck · 4 months
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fineprintedsunsets · 4 months
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Кролик; Bunny
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ೃ⁀➷ It's the dreaded time of month and all you want to do is curl up in bed. Your soldat has other plans. ೃ⁀➷ p in v sex. dirty talk. soldat!bucky. mentions of blood. period sex. (soldat not giving a fuck). breeding kink. mentions of pads/pain. fingering. possible typos. ೃ⁀➷ 1.2k
i hate my period so much, writing about this brute helps me cope🧸
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Oh no. No. No. Not today. Not now.
Fuck, You hate mother nature.
The sheets of your bed are stained a red hue. Little spots and specks paint the white fabric and your thighs are sticky with blood.
Your fucking period. If you had enough energy you could just slam a fist into the wall, broken bones be damned.
You whimpered and whined all the way to the shower, stomach aching, legs weak. You made sure to tear off the sheets and add them to the heaping pile of laundry in your room.
As soon as you stripped yourself of your clothes and felt the steaming water hit your skin, all was forgiven. The sound of water hitting the cheap chipped tile was so relaxing you would give everything you had to be in this state forever.
Unfortunately, a girl has a water bill.
You changed your clothes, put on low-cut shorts, and bought a shit ton of pads. It was only the first day and your flow was already heavy.
The cramps were bearable, but you could tell they were going to get a whole lot worse. Which led to your current state, in bed, lights turned off, head against a cold pillow, and blinds drawn.
An unbreakable fortress of cold pillows and snakes you managed to hoard in anticipation for this day's arrival.
You couldn’t turn on the tv, the light was harsh and irritating. So you just sat in darkness, eating Resses and groaning in pain.
Your only thought was “when would he arrive"?
“Кролик” (Bunny) a heavy voice woke you from your sleep. A familiar musk of gunpowder and him filled your head.
“You're bleeding.” He says from the shadows. You find your fingers gripping your blankets in both anticipation and fear. Your breath hitches.
He smells it, smells you.
“You need to be bred.”
Fuck.
The Winter Soldier, soldat, in his six-foot-tall frame, rounds the side of your bed. The harsh fabric of his suit, made to withstand all kinds of obstacles was now in front of your vision.
The soldat didn’t bother to take his combat boots off before sliding into bed with you. He kneeled on the mattress, denting it.
You waited in anticipation, legs slightly parted, breath coming in slow gasps as heat filled your entire body.
“Remove your shorts. Or is it too painful?” In a way, he’s mocking you, a way of saying you will always need his help. If you weren’t drunk off him right now, you’d recoil. Sober you would not have heat pooling in her core right now.
“Hurts- Soldat. Please take them off.” You wiggled your hips to emphasize. The soldats mask covers his face, muffling the groan he made when sliding the fabric off your legs.
Your body jolted when cold metal fingers met your clothed core. You tried your best to hold in the moan you held in your throat.
“Shh…quiet, кролик” You know there’s blood on your panties, you know the soldat does too.
Except, he doesn't seem to give a shit. His fingers prod at your entrance before removing your panties entirely, along with the pad stuck to them.
The soldat looks at your cunt, the mask hiding any real facial expression. You shiver from the cold air hitting your exposed folds.
He takes two metal fingers and slides them through your folds, gathering both blood and slick. The soldat purrs as you whine. “Relax -Going to hurt, stay still.”
You do as you are told, unable to stop the soldat as he places a flesh hand against your stomach, while two metal digits slide into your cunt.
"Beautiful, sweetheart.” The Soldat hums, pushing down just a little on your tummy as the digits slowly slide in and out of you. The pain eases at whatever he’s doing to you, and pleasure becomes more prominent.
You can hear the sound of your slick as he fingers you, your back arching off the bed as he picks up the pace, adding more pressure to your stomach. “Good, кролик. Right there.”
“Doing so well for your soldat. -think you can cum for him? Hmm?”
Fuck. The edge is so fucking close and your itching to barrel over it. The soldier can feel your cunt squeezing his fingers and can see the look in your eyes as you're about to come.
His metal digits speed up, going at a pace that is sure to push you over the edge. He releases his flesh hand from your stomach to pinch your aching clit.
It’s over from there. “Soldat! Soldat- fuck ” you cry out, heart pumping and legs shaking as he works you through it, pumping his fingers in and out of you.
“So good for your soldat. Look so pretty when you come for him, so beautiful.” The soldat slides his fingers out of you, wiping your juices on his pant leg.
The soldier undoes his belt buckle, sliding off the weapon-studded pants and throwing them into the darkness of the bedroom. His cock is throbbing, angry, and red.
“Ready to be bred, Кролик? Take all you're given?” His boxers are next, his metal hand wraps around the waistband. The fabric is torn from his body in one snap.
Your legs shake and your hips squirm as he lines his cock up with your entrance, his body crowding over you, balancing himself with a hand on the headboard. “You're so wet. I bet I’d just…”
His cock nudges your fold, “-Slide right in.” The pain hits you immediately as the soldat bottoms out. You can hear him curse in Russian under the mask, as he rests his head on your shoulder.
Skin meets skin as he gives time for you to adjust to his size. You’ve taken him many times before, but it’s different on your cycle.
It’s like your womb opens up a little more for him.
“So good, sweetheart.” He moans, sliding out to just half of his length before snapping his hips to you. You can feel everything. Every throbbing vein on his cock, every breath he groans through his mask.
The Soldat always has a primal urge when you're bleeding, he needs to come inside you, needs to breed your cunt.
He wants to mark you as his.
“Soldat-" you moan, feeling his cock slide out another couple of inches, until he’s balls deep again, kissing your cervix with the tip of his cock.
The entire bed shakes with the force of the soldat fucking you, and he fucks you hard. He’s so needy, desperate to fill you up with his seed. His moans and groans do not go unheard as his flesh hand presses on your stomach.
“Watch me fuck you, Кролик. See me sliding in and out?” All you can do is nod your head, words do not come easily.
Winter Soldier presses that hand on your tummy, pushing down as he stills, balls pressed to your skin as his cock twitches inside of you. “Feel me in your guts."
A few more thrusts has you clamping down on his cock, and when the soldier feels it, he goes fucking feral.
“Milk your Soldat's cock while he fills up your pretty pussy.” The soldier does exactly as he promises, shooting rope after rope of cum inside you.
Later, he flips you on your back so your pressed to his muscled chest, cock stuffing you full, keeping his load inside you. The Soldat mutters something like, “helps with the pain.”
And damn him, he’s right.
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haflacky · 5 days
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Taking bath together 💕
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guineverekrumbs · 6 days
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Favorite part
Summary: Night in with Bucky and you decided to do a cute tiktok trend with him, thinking it would be funny but brought out sweet confessions.
Warning: Stupid in love idiots, Bucky in love, tooth rotting fluff. implied smut.
I snuggled closer into Bucky’s clothe hard stomach, his warmth radiating over my face as I mindlessly scroll down my phone on his lap. As I go through Tiktok I found a cute trend that couples did which made me grin. It was cute and funny.
“Hey, babe?” I began, making him stop going through Netflix. We were having a night in and I just finish wiping off the green clay mask that I managed to convince him to do, though there were still a bit left here and there. Steel blue eyes gazed down at you, still making your stomach flip despite being together for a while now. “Something wrong, doll?”
I immediately straddled him, his hands automatically wrap around my waist. “Nope, I just have a question for you.” I grinned mischievously. he looked at me suspiciously before nodding for me to continue.
“Can you touch your favorite part of me?”
His eyes widened a bit, he looked a bit startled which made me giggle. “Its just a cute trend on Tiktok.” I explained. “You don’t have to do it but I am a little curious on what your favorite part is now. "
“I’ll never understand whats going on in that pretty little head of yours” He said, amusement dancing in his eyes. He let out a dramatic hum as he pretended to think about it, with a hand on his chin. The whole image just made me laugh.
After a few seconds, he began checking me out from head to toe. When he was done, his hands grabbed my cheeks, squishing them. “What are you-” He quickly shushed me as he continued his examination. I stifled a giggle as he turned my head side to side, before sliding his hands down to my shoulder, then to the curve of my waist. His hands roamed up to my ticklish ribs then he gave my boobs a quick squeeze, making me squeal. “Behave!” I glared jokingly, slapping his hands away from my chest.
“What? I’m sorry, but Its hard to choose if I don’t examine you properly.” He defended with raised hands, not looking sorry at all that it made me burst out laughing.
“You are hopeless.” I let out mid laugh as I teasingly push him away. He immediately pulled me back closer to his chest, my laugh vibrating through his body. A stupid grin lit up his face as he tucked a stray hair from my face .
I calmed down as I noticed the look of pure adoration on his face, eyes full of so much love and a tinge of disbelief. It was almost overwhelming. I tilted my head before asking,“What is it?”
Bucky shook his head, resting his hand on my cheek as his thumb stroked it affectionately. The blood rushed to my cheeks, making me a feel a bit light headed. I covered his hand with mine and cuddled closer to his palm.
“You don’t even feel real sometimes, and you want me to decide on a favorite part?” He softly whispered.
His hand began tracing my face. “Maybe, its your eyes that never looked at me with judgment or fear, eyes that never saw a monster, it just saw me.” He tapped my nose before tracing bottom lip with his thumb. “Or your soft lips that kisses every scar and nightmare away.” Lastly, he place his hand over you heart. “Or your big heart, that decided that this undeserving man was worth your love.”
Every admission made my heart ache, it felt so full that it made it a bit difficult to breath. He didn’t deserve me? Its me who doesn’t deserve him. I must have saved a country in my past life.
Blinking away tears that threatened to fall. I quickly pulled him into a hug, tucking my head into his neck. His strong arms wrapped around me tight, as if he never wanted to let go. “Doll, whats-”
“Shush, you’re gonna make me cry.” A stray tear managed to fall down and I felt his laugh reverberate through me as he rubbed my back. “Hey, come on, let me see those pretty eyes.” He tried to gently pry me off, but I stubbornly held on tighter. “No.”
Bucky chuckled and then pressed a kiss on my temple. My body melted into him, making me remember all the times he held me close during a series of meltdowns and breakdowns because life just wasn’t all rainbows and sunshine all the time. I would’ve gone into a downward spiral without him.
I grinned into his neck as something dawned on me. “Hey Buck, do you know what my favorite part of me is?” I mumbled.
“Let me guess, you big brain?” He teased.
That made me giggle as I finally raised my head to look at him softly. My hands cradled his face, his lips tipped. I leaned in a pressed a chaste kiss on his lips. His lips followed mine before I pressed a finger on them. I gazed directly into those steel blue eyes before saying, “My favorite part of me is you.”
Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed, obviously confuse by my answer. “Every time the world feels like its against me, you’re the part that reminds me that I’m not alone. When I feel like the stress is about to sweep me off my feet, you’re the part that anchors me to the ground, and when my anxiety makes the world stop, you’re that part that brings the world back to its axis.”
His eyes widened disbelief as his mouth parted like he was going to say something before closing them again. Completely speechless, he let out a chuckle. “You sure know how to make a man speechless, doll.”
“Ditto.”
Steel blue eyes gazed my face before pulling me into a searing kiss. His hands cradled my face and I could lose myself to the sensation of his tongue against mine. The hand on my waist pulled me closer, making me melt into his embrace.
We broke the kiss, breathing heavily. He pressed his forehead against mine. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Suddenly, he stood up, taking me with him. My legs quickly wrapped around his hips, as I clung onto his neck. “Where are we going?”
He smirked. “To do our favorite activity together.”
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jbb32557038t41t420 · 3 months
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If you can see the Winter Soldier - good for you. That means he's not after you
Winter Soldier: me (more on my insta 32557038t41t420)
📸: eeveegraphy (on insta)
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lavenderpanic · 8 months
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The Bank Scene™ in CA:TWS is such an iconic scene that I feel like sometimes we gloss over its significance.
Up to this point, we have only seen Bucky as the Winter Soldier. I think it's kind of dulled after a few watches because we know it's Bucky, but the Winter Soldier is terrifying. He's ruthless and devastatingly efficient. The look on Natasha's face when she sees him is enough to get across just how disturbing it is to be face-to-face with the Winter Soldier; even someone who knows him, someone who has fought him before, is so terrified of him.
For most of the first 1/3-1/2 of the movie, the glimpses we get of the human beneath the armor are incredibly sparse. For much of his screentime before his identity is revealed, we can't even see his eyes. He is stripped of all of his humanity. Silenced by the muzzle, physically restrained by the leather uniform, his metal arm so prominently displayed.
That's why the scene in the basement of the bank is so off-putting. Suddenly, he isn't the brutally efficient weapon, he isn't the skilled assassin. He's half-naked, restrained, and fully at the mercy of people we know for a fact he could easily kill. He lets Pierce smack him across the face without any reaction. We watch him cry and panic and tremble in fear, we watch his humanity, so long repressed, try to peek out.
Again, on our second and third and fifteenth rewatches (and for anyone at all familiar with the comics), we know all along that the Winter Soldier is Bucky. We see the Winter Soldier as a person the whole time, we empathize with him even when he's the ruthless weapon of HYDRA. The gravity of this scene is lost. But when you look at it with fresh eyes, when you fully grasp how disturbing that scene is... ugh.
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purpleceline · 9 months
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ETSY
"Out with his best guy". Print debuting this week at #sdcc! (Also now in my Etsy shop)
I DID IT!! Spent waaaay too much time on the damn Manhattan bridge but I DID IT WHOOHOO :D Anyway, yes, I recently posted the b&w pencil sketch to motivate myself and get the whole piece onto procreate and this is probably the most shoujou thing I've created of late and they deserve it <3
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leizy-zet · 1 year
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My fan work. Winter soldier.
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basnatural · 4 months
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I don’t know much in my life but I know 2 things for sure…
1) Steve rogers wouldn’t leave his best friend that he had literally broken international law for and turned his back from his team mates over for a girl he kissed once 70 years ago
And
2) Bucky Barnes is Bi af
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eatlembasbread · 29 days
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Sam: I spy with my little eye someone who needs to shut the fuck up
Bucky:
Bucky: Is it me
Sam: It's always you
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capibuck · 6 months
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leizyzet · 1 year
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My fan work. Winter soldier.
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haflacky · 2 years
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Bucky Barnes in Wakanda
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lokiswifeduh · 1 year
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Bad Date
pairings: Bucky x fem!reader
warnings: disrespect for servers, forceful touching, unwanted kissing, John walker, fluff at the end.
summary: You go out on a date set up by Tony, which goes horribly. You come home and tell Bucky all about it in which he comforts you. 
WC: 1,182
A/N: I had a really crappy date like this a couple of months ago so this is the retelling of that and how I wish it had ended, thank you for reading!
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“Hey where are you going?” You looked over to see Bucky peeking his head above the couch, one of the sitcoms Wanda loved playing loudly in the back. 
You walked over, leaning on the back of the sofa. “Going on this date Tony set me up on.” Bucky’s brows went up as he nodded slowly. “Who is he?” Shrugging, you tucked your phone into your back pocket and fished out your keys. “His names John, last name starts with a ‘W’ I think.”  
Bucky pursed his lips, “And where are you going?”
You let out a laugh, “A restaurant. You ask too many questions Buck.”  He tilts his head in agreence, “Call me if you need anything, doll.” You smile down at him, “I will.”  Bucky’s lips curve up in a goofy grin, “And be home by eleven or I’ll hunt him down with a shotgun.” Laughing genuinely, you gesture to the TV, “You’ve been watching too many 50s’ sitcoms...” Walking away you open the door and shout out, “Don’t wait up!”
But after 20 minutes of being on the date, you were really hoping Bucky had waited up. The guy was the exact copy of your ex boyfriend. He had the same voice tone and even the same haircut. 
You ordered a water and hot wings, same as he did but when the waiter came he looked at her with a rude expression; as if her doing her job was interrupting. He was only talking about himself anyway. 
Sighing you took a other drink of your water, watching as he only paid attention to the TV behind your head. “So where are you from?” “Hmm?” He hummed, watching the apparently more interesting game behind you. 
You rolled your eyes, taking the last bite of your wing. “Are you guys ready for the check?” Looking at him across from you he was staring at, you a blank expression on his face. You looked back up at the server, smiling. “Yes, please. Thank you.”
Bringing back the check, he instantly grabbed it making your heart soar for at least one thing going right. He threw thirty dollars down, the waitress collecting it hastily. “I had a fun time.” He smiled over at you with a crooked smirk. You chuckled lightly, not knowing what to say. 
You weren't having a good time. Yet you forced the words from your mouth, “Me too.”
“Here’s the change.” The waitress placed the money down on the table, only for John to put all the four dollars of change back into his wallet, not even bothering to tip. She grabbed the empty drinks, not waiting for something she knew he wasn’t leaving. “Oh uhm-” “You ready?” You were about to say something when he abruptly stood, gesturing to the door. You nodded, “Yeah, I’ll catch up with you outside, I just need to use the restroom.” His eyes widened a little bit before he walked away, not even bothering to say anything. You groaned, the server catching your eye from across the room. “Hey!” 
You were able to catch her before she disappeared into the kitchen, making her turn around with a confused look on her face. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t know he was gonna do that, here you go.” You pulled out your wallet, holding out a fifty dollar bill. Her eyes widened as she shook her head, “Are you sure? I don’t want  to be an inconvenience.”
It was your turn to shake your head, “I promise, it’s okay. I’m sorry for his behavior.” She hesitantly took the bill from your hand, holding it tight in her palm. “First date?” She questioned, making you nod. “Yeah, and last.”
“Good,” She scoffed, “I feel sorry for the poor woman who ends up with him.” Giving you a smile she thanked you once more, walking into the kitchen as you made your way out to John. He was standing by his truck, the run down vehicle definitely needed work, and a new paint job. 
Without a word he grabbed you by your waist, pulling you into him forcefully. You grunted, surprised by his actions. Looking down at you, his hands traveled down until he gripped your ass tightly, bruising tight.  
“Ow,” You muttered under your breath before softly pushing yourself out of his arms. “Where you going babe?” He chuckled, dipping his head down and kissing you. Your eyes shot open as he moaned and grunted, trying to stick his tongue down your throat.
You beeped your car alarm, the custom Lamborghini; a gift from Tony, illuminated in the dark parking lot. Pushing off of him, you subtly wiped his saliva from your lips and part of your chin, “I have to get home,” You gestured, finally making it to your car as he waited for a further explanation in the spot beside you. “Early meeting.” You opened your door, about to get in before he shouted. 
“I’ll call you.” You ignored him, getting in your car and shutting the door before he could say anymore. Without even turning on the music you reversed and sped from the parking lot, desperate to get back to the tower. 
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“Hey doll,” Bucky turned his head, smiling when you stepped through the door. But his grin soon died when he saw the exhausted and frankly disgusted look on your face as you slammed your bag and keys onto the kitchen island. 
Bucky watched in confusion as you plopped down on the couch beside him, letting out a big sigh before kicking your heels off. “So, what happened?” He questioned, making you turn your head in his direction. “Men suck.” Bucky nodded, “We do.”
“And they’re disrespectful, arrogant assholes.” 
“Do I need to kick someone’s ass, doll?”
You let your head fall onto Bucky’s shoulder, “Can you just hold me please.” And he did just that, wrapping his arms around you, he pulled your head into his side, tucking you into him. Your tight black mini-dress rode up in the process, Bucky pulling the material back down your thighs the best he could. “Wanna talk about it?”
You looked up at him, seeing the genuine concern written all across his face. “He was rude, ignoring me the entire time, he didn’t even tip-” “Wait, he didn’t tip the server?” You shook your head, a small spark of appreciation fluttering in your chest from the shock of Bucky’s words.  “Plus when I was walking to my car he grabbed me and kissed me without even asking.” You could feel Bucky’s grip tighten on you protectively, making your heart soar at his touch. 
You both sat in comfortable silence as you brought your hands to your lips, “I can’t believe I was stupid enough to think I could find a guy that wasn’t a total pig.” Bucky shook his head, “You deserve so much better, babydoll.”
You could feel Bucky’s shoulders start to loosen as he slowly dipped his head down, apparent of what he wanted. “Buck?” “Yeah?” “Don't stop.” Bucky leaned down, his nose brushing yours, “I wasn’t planning on it.”
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just-give-stucky · 8 months
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A parallel I don’t see talked about enough
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Especially since the last time he held the shield led to him being taken by hydra, ie becoming the Winter Soldier
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