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ya know what? i accept.

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hi bby! 💗

i'm double casting bc my brain is running low sksksk

♡ strawberry: @stardustedangel @poisonspidey @honeychicana and you

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♡ coffee: @sunflowerxbarnes @icedcoffeemorn

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so. i had to get tested for covid today bc my sister has it. i haven’t heard anything at all yet and it’s making me more and more anxious 🙂🙂🙂

JUST A FRIENDLY REMINDER: BUCKY BARNES MASTURBATES AND MOANS AND BITES HIS LIPS AND ROLLS HIS HIPS AROUND BYE

Pass it on, y'all.

you wanna talk about why content creators are leaving tumblr and leaving you high and dry without material to fantasize over? let's talk about it.

hmm, lets see!

first of all, none of you fucking care to reblog our work. we are all aware of how tumblr's algorithm is absolute trash. writers have been BEGGING for readers reblog their works bc it's the only way our works can be seen and in turn, we receive the fruits of our labor via followers and exposure. but no, lets make MORE THAN HALF of the likes to reblog ratios consist of fucking LIKES. on top of that, we don't we shit on writers for wanting the absolute BARE MINIMUM aka a REBLOG bc well, they're not entitled to it aren't they? while writers aren't necessarily entitled to notes, answer this; do you work for free? do you bust your ass doing something knowing that there will be no pay off what so ever? that's what i thought.

secondly, you treat us like shit. you expect us to spit out content like we're a machine and when we don't get to it on time bc we have - idk - LIVES, you send the shittiest asks demanding for more content that you aren't even paying for. do you think people are gonna neglect their real life responsibilities to write for YOU and for FREE? absolutely not. on top of that, when we start writing for ourselves and our own spaces, we get push back. yea, not an effective way to encourage your favorite fic writers to give you more content to consume.

and lastly, YOU STEAL FROM US. each and every fic that a writer puts out has taken hours, days, weeks, or even months to write. that's lots of hard work and time invested into one single piece for you. free of charge. people put their fucking hearts into their work. and what do you do in return? disrespect them in one of the most hurtful ways possible.

so yea, i don't blame a single fucking person for leaving this shithole and NONE of you should be surprised. this is YOUR doing.

i will if that’s what she wants 😍

so like leave already

Go suck darceys ass some more like everyone on tumblr does

chris evans probably punching the air rn after t*m br*dy retired…i hate the second bitch but i’d be there to give chris hugs and cuddles and suck his dick in these difficult times /:

THIS IS WONDERFUL YOURE AMAZING AND SO APPRECIATED THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR WORK!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Prompt 3 you’re not going out in that outfit with dads best friend Bucky cause he gets jealous and maybe tiny bit possessive?!

For My Health

Summary: A dress a little too revealing leaves Bucky to brew in his thoughts.

Warnings: Smut, tiny itty bitty hint of angst, jealous bucky, hint of possessive bucky, cursing, I think thats it 18plus only

AU: dbf!bucky x reader

AN: Prompt from this list, requests are always open and appreciated so feel free to send some in!

Reblogs and feedback appreciated

MASTERLIST

Gif not mine

Bucky didn't know what to expect you to be wearing for your night with your best friend. But, as he sat in the living room of your dad's house, talking over sport nonsense, your choice of outfit made his blood run cold.

The neckline of the black lace dress showed ample amount of cleavage, thin fabric of the skirt flowing against your thighs as you moved across the room; looking for something.

"What are you lookin' for, hun?" Your dad asked as you felt underneath the couch, Bucky watching how the hem of the dress lifted on the backs of your thighs; giving him a nice peak of the cheeky underwear underneath.

"My other sandal. I don't know how they get thrown around." You huffed, pushing yourself back onto your feet.

Bucky did. The quickies before your dad got home were to thank for it. Which is why he reached behind the back of the couch, a black sandal wedged between the wall and couch.

"Here ya go, sugar." He said, swallowing thickly, ready to pull you onto his lap and fill you up. "Thanks, Buck."

You were unaware to the hard look he was giving, eyebrows furrowed and lips turned down into a frown. "What are you guys doing tonight?" Your dad shrugged at your question, leaning further into the couch as he brought his beer to his lips. "Probably watch TV and bullshit like always."

Finally looking at Bucky, your face dropped a little. Steel blue eyes burning into you as he looked you over, shaking his head lightly.

"Want another?" Your dad said, directed at Bucky who just nodded his head, not looking away from you.

You sat on the couch next to him and started to put your shoes on, cold metal against the skin of your thigh creating goosebumps. "You're not going out in that outfit." Bucky muttered, eyes dark when you met his gaze. "And why not?" You smirked, cocking your head to the side.

"Because, all of the boys will be hitting on you and trying to touch you. It's hard enough fending them off when you're wearing jeans." His hand slid dangerously high up the inside of your thigh, making your breath hitch. "Let alone this."

"Oh, please, Bucky. What are you, my boyfriend? Besides, you know better." You said, breathing a laugh as you stood. "Come over when you're done." He hummed, his warm hand trailing up the back of your thigh and over the swell of your ass; his thoughts churning with what he could do once he had you alone.

Bucky's hand dropped back to the cushion when he heard your dad's footsteps. "Be safe tonight. Don't drink too much and if you're staying somewhere else, let me know. So I don't worry." Your dad said, completely oblivious to the way Bucky tugged at the front of his jeans to relieve some of the tightening.

"You two behave, no trash talking me while I'm gone." You pointed, grabbing your phone and wallet. "Trash talking? How could we when you're such a good girl?"

Bucky hid a smirk at the flush of color his words brought to your face, sending you a wink as you opened the front door. "Have a good night, sugar."

Of which, you did. At a club not far from your home and only having a few drinks. That way you weren't too fuzzy headed when you made your stop at Bucky's on the way home.

That was until, hearing someone call your name made you turn around. The gleam of a dark metal arm under the multi colored lights catching your eye.

"Hey, sweet girl." Bucky smirked, catching your lips in his for a moment before you pulled away; looking at him like he'd lost his mind. "You're going to be the one to get us caught."

He looked behind you at your friend, a sweet smile playing on his lips. "Melanie won't tell, she probably already knew. She's your bestfriend after all."

You urged him to turn around, placing your hands on his back to guide him out of the swarm of bodies. "Yes, she may know. But, there's a lot of people here, Buck. You're suppose to be at my dad's."

Bucky shrugged nonchalantly, resting his hands on your waist. "Faked a work call. You didn't really think I'd let you go where I can't touch you in a dress like that, did you?" He chuckled, lowly. "I told you I'd come over later." You huffed, reaching to hold his scruffy jaw.

A brief kiss to your lips and he started tugging you along with him by the waist. "I couldn't wait. C'mon, let's have a quickie in the bathroom."

The devious smile on his face made your legs feel weak already, letting him pull you into the bathroom.

He checked the stalls before locking the door, fingers already tugging his belt when he turned to you.

Bucky couldn't stand the thought of someone else's grubby hands touching on you when he wasn't there to ward off the lingering eyes of some boy thinking he'd have the chance to get you alone.

So, naturally, he had to show up to stake his claim.

The front of your skirt was bunched up as his lips mashed to yours in a hungry kiss. Teeth and tongues gnashing together as he dipped his hand in the front of your underwear to glide a finger through your folds.

"Has to be quick." You reminded, breathless from the kiss as you popped the button of his jeans open. "Gotta make sure your ready."

With that he grasped the back of your thighs and lifted you, your legs wrapping around his waist and back being pressed the the cold, painted concrete wall; a shiver wracking through your body.

Moans echoed against the walls when he buried himself into your heat in a fluid thrust, the sudden stretch stealing the air from your lungs as his hips snapped into yours with such vigor that your lower back smacked against the wall repeatedly.

Salacious sounds rang back into your ears from the room around you, hands clutching onto the fabric on his shoulders for some kind of stability. Bucky latched his lips on the sweet spot of your neck, sucking and biting at the skin to form a deep purple bruise as his cock dragged against your walls at a pace that made you light headed.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck-" your breath caught in your throat, not even trying to stop the sounds from passing your lips as pleasure casted over the slight pain of his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass.

A groan vibrated against the side of your neck before he released the skin from his mouth with an exaggerated pop, pressing a much more gentle kiss to the mark left behind.

"Look so fucking good, couldn't get ya off my mind since you left." Bucky panted in your ear, angling his hips up to fuck into the rough spot that sent you over the edge.

A choked moan tore from your throat and body tensed from the wave of heat and pleasure that surged through you; Bucky not letting up on the ruthless thrusts as he chased his own high.

"So fucking wet and tight, can never get enough of ya. Fucking addicting. And all mine." He groaned, feeling the swirling in his abdomen start to build as your legs tightened around his waist; walls clenching around him again.

"Gonna give me another one already?" Bucky's gruff voice was nearly taunting as he looked at you, you're fucked out expression nearly pulling a low whine from him. A look only he had the pleasure of seeing.

You bit your bottom lip between your teeth and nodded, squeezing your eyes shut from the second wave of pleasure building. "Wanna hear you say it, greedy girl. C'mon, look at me."

You whimpered, peaking your eyes open to look at his lust darkened eyes. "Yes- Please, Bucky." You mewled, rocking your hips along with him, eager for the second high he managed to get you to so quickly.

Hearing his name shamelessly fall from your lips was all he needed, pushing as deep in your walls as he could go as he filled you with his release with a guttural moan. He moved a hand to press tight circles to your clit, a string of profanities coming out in a pant as you released around him again.

"So good to me, sweet girl." Bucky hummed, pressing a brief kiss to the corner of your mouth as he slipped out of you and fixed your underwear.

You let out a slow breath, legs feeling a little wobbly when he let you back on your feet. "Amazing as always, Buck." You breathed, running a hand through your hair.

He pinched your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, tilting your head up to look at him. "By the way, I am your fucking boyfriend, sweetheart." He asserted, tone stern but still sweet in a way.

A lazy, fucked out smirk pulled at your lips. "I don't remember that ever being a conversation we had." You teased, patting his chest. "Please," he scoffed, releasing your chin to jerk his pants back up. "I don't fuck you for my health."

Straightening your dress and smoothing out your hair, you flashed him a cheeky smile as you unlocked the door and went to find your friend.

"Jesus, what happened to you?" She giggled, poking the mark Bucky had left. "I told you. Insatiable." You shrugged, Bucky's hand gliding across your lower back and to your hip.

He pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, leaning to talk in your ear. "Enjoy the rest of your night. I'll see you later, sweetheart."

stopping by to make sure you know you are appreciated and loved. happy valentine’s day angel!

i’m gonna give you so so many forehead smooches (with permish) get over here

THEYRE GONE

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