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tartanthermos · 1 year
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good omens as random posts i dug up from my camera roll (2/?)
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mischieviem · 1 year
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More of my labyrinth au
DO NOT REPOST
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bts-trans · 9 months
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231211 Jin’s Instagram Posts
병장 상병 (휴가임) (https://www.instagram.com/p/C0s9TdLh-BN/)
Sergeant and corporal (we're on break)
다치지말고 조심히다녀와 내새끼들~ (https://www.instagram.com/p/C0s9XFyhDMK/)
Don't get hurt and come back safely my babies
Trans cr; Eisha & Aditi @ bts-trans © TAKE OUT WITH FULL CREDITS
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synth-operator · 3 months
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"Aren't you forgetting something?"
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episode 75 dropped like a jumpscare and I loved absolutely everything about it
GODDDDDDD THE JUGGERNAUTS, THE FEMALE MUTANT AND THE TEAM UP?????? GOOSEBUMPS ALL OVER AGAIN JUST FROM REWATCHING IT
I love these smoking buddies in a heart beat
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jessybarnes · 2 years
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Patience
Title: Patience
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader
Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!
Word Count: 2,934
Tags: SMUT, angst, fluff, cockwarming, submissive Bucky, handcuffs, drinking, flirting, pet names, maybe slight degradation if you squint, slight dom/sub, masturbation, fingering (female receiving), clit play, permission to cum, edging, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, begging, crying, explicit sexual content, explicit language, and I think that's it.
Written For: @buckybarnesbingo, @sebastianstanbingo, and @anyfandomangstbingo
Square(s) Filled: Y1 - Kink: Cockwarming for Bucky Barnes Bingo // G5 - Submissive!Bucky Barnes for Sebastian Stan Bingo // G2 - Handcuffs for Any Fandom Angst Bingo
Dedicated To: @buckyalpine - I love you, bby ❤️ I really hope you like this 🥺 It's a thank you for all of the amazing content you've put out for us.
Beta(s): Just Grammarly
A/N: I'm so sorry this is bad... I've been so busy these last couple of weeks with Thanksgiving and yesterday was my stepdaughter's birthday and today is my daughter's so I've had basically no time to write. I really hope this isn't terrible, but I'm so sorry if it is. Also, have I already used the below GIF before for one of my fics? Yes. Am I using it again? Yes. Will I probably use it for a future fic? Also, yes. 🤷🏽‍♀️
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You sip your drink as you watch Bucky from the bar. Currently, he's smiling at something Steve said, his flesh hand patting the blonde super soldier on the back while his metal one holds his glass of Asgardian mead.
You're not one for parties, but you know it means a lot to Bucky that you're here with him. He's finally rid of the Winter Soldier, the assassin side of him that he's battled to overcome for years, and in true Stark fashion, he threw your boyfriend a party.
It feels like everyone Tony has ever talked to is here, and crowds make you anxious, so the bar is where you'll be until Bucky's ready to go.
Natasha refills your glass and smiles at you warmly, "he's come a long way."
You swirl the amber liquid around a bit before taking a healthy drink.
"He has. I'm so grateful to Wakanda and the Dora Milaje for helping him. It took a while, but we're finally here."
She nods and pours herself a shot, "it's been a long time coming."
"Speaking of coming, I feel like everyone and their mother came to this thing. I don't even know half the people here..."
Nat snorts, "it's Tony, what did you expect?"
"Touché."
A comfortable silence settles between the two of you and you feel yourself starting to unwind.
Finally.
You finish your second drink and motion for Natasha to refill it again. She sets the bottle down and glances over your shoulder shaking her head.
"Looks like one of the secretaries has taken a liking to Barnes."
Well, so much for being able to relax.
You turn in your seat and watch as a pretty blonde touches his arm softly, batting her eyes at him like a giddy schoolgirl.
Bucky doesn't reciprocate, but he doesn't shoo her away either. He looks up at you momentarily and bites his lip before smiling at the girl in front of him. You know he's not really interested in her. He'd never cheat on you. It still doesn't change the fact that he's deliberately flirting with her in front of you though.
Your fingernail taps on the side of your glass as you grow more and more irritated. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and trails her index finger down the front of his shirt.
You grip the glass so hard that your knuckles turn white.
"I'll pay you later, Natasha," you down the rest of your whiskey and slam the glass down on the bar top. "Right now I've got something to take care of."
You push through the crowd and tap the blonde on her shoulder. She whips around and gives you a pointed look, "can I help you?"
"Yeah," you raise an eyebrow, "you can help me by stopping yourself from eye fucking my boyfriend."
Her eyes go wide as she looks from you to Bucky. He shrugs and she huffs before walking away.
You glare up at him and he takes your hand, "oh, come on doll. I was just teasing you."
"Don't doll me, James. You know I don't like seeing you giving someone else that kind of attention."
His free hand wraps around your waist and pulls you into him, "come on, baby. Don't be like that."
Steve chuckles, "I don't know, man. That girl was looking at you like you put the stars in the sky, and it's not like you pushed her away when she touched your chest."
"Who's side are you on, pal?" Bucky narrows his eyes at his best friend.
You've had enough. This party, that girl, Bucky's attitude, all of it, and it stirs a possessiveness inside of you that you haven't felt in a long time.
"It's time to go."
Bucky's eyes go wide, "go? But the party just star-"
"I said it's time to go."
Steve whistles as you drag Bucky toward the elevators, "good luck!"
Once you get him back to your shared bedroom, you shut and flick the lock.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y., please tell anyone who comes to our door that we aren't taking visitors."
"Yes, Miss Y/L/N."
Bucky leans against the wall and looks down at you softly, "I swear I didn't mean to upset-"
"Well, you did. Take your clothes off and lay on the bed."
"Y/N, please just let me properly apologize to you."
Your hands move to your hips and you give him a stern look. To anyone who isn't familiar with your relationship, it would be quite comical seeing your tall, muscular, super-soldier boyfriend being so submissive to you. You know he needs this though, to be able to let go and give himself completely to someone he knows won't hurt him. And who are you to deny him that? Especially since you love the rush of taking control sometimes.
"Don't make me ask you again, James."
Bucky bites his lip as he stands up straight. He pulls the red henley he's wearing over his head, and you watch the movement of his well-defined muscles with hooded eyes. He undoes the button on his jeans and slides them and his boxers down to his ankles before stepping out of them.
"I really am sorry, baby"
"I know you are." You gesture behind him, "I've changed my mind. Sit with your back against the headboard."
He turns to walk over to the bed and you groan at the unimpeded view of his ass. Fucking hell, he's perfect.
He settles on the comforter and looks at you with curious, blue eyes. You don't say anything to him as you walk into the closet. Moments later you return with two pairs of silver handcuffs dangling from your fingertips and you watch his cock twitch in interest.
"Y/N, I don't see how this is a punishment," he drawls.
You smirk and cuff each of his hands to the small metal hoops that jut out from the side of the headboard. These were no ordinary handcuffs either, they were made with raw vibrainium which means he can't get out of them easily.
"Trust me," you step back and reach behind you to pull the zipper on the back of your dress, "you'll see."
Bucky watches as the little black dress falls to the floor and pools around your feet, his eyes darkening with want.
"God, you're so damn gorgeous, baby."
You smirk, "and it's too bad you won't get to touch me." You smooth your hands over your soft skin, your fingertips barely catching your nipples making you gasp. "I was really looking forward to those big, strong hands all over me, Buck."
He groans and watches you take off your bra and panties, "come on, pretty girl. Please let me touch you...please?"
You climb on the bed and straddle his chest, his cock beginning to leak in anticipation of your touch. You ignore the urge to and slide two of your fingers between your soaked folds instead.
"Mmm, you should have thought of that before ... fuck ... before you flirted with that secretary.
He watches you circle your clit slowly, his eyes nearly black now as he tugs harder at the cuffs.
"Baby... fuck, baby please!"
"Shit, I'm so wet for you, Bucky...feels so good..."
You bring your glistening fingers to your lips and close your mouth around them, licking them clean of your arousal. Bucky whines and raises his hips in frustration.
"Let me have a taste, please baby? Please! I'm so sorry for even looking at her... God, please...need you so bad..."
You tilt your head to the side and look down at him. His eyes are desperate and you almost give in and undo the handcuffs.
Almost.
"Aww, do you need a taste? Do you want me to sit on your face, baby boy?"
Your tone is teetering the line of sincere and condescending, and it makes another bead of precum spill from the head of his cock. Your words alone are making him fall apart. You've never been this dominant with him and he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it.
"...please."
It's merely a whisper, but you hear him nonetheless and decide to take a little mercy on him.
"Lay on your back for me, baby."
Bucky scoots down, his arms suspended slightly upward and out to the side as he lays flat. You move so your legs are on either side of his head and hover your dripping pussy over his lips.
"Since you love using that pretty mouth to tease and flirt so much, why don't you put it to good use and make me cum. Maybe if you do a good job I'll let you fuck me."
Bucky licks his lips, "I'll make you feel real good, doll. Please... just please let me taste you..."
You lower yourself down to his mouth and he immediately begins ravishing you. His tongue skillfully slides between your folds, alternating from your hole to your clit making you moan.
He's always been so good at this. Taking you apart over and over again until you're a shaking, quivering mess. But this? The way he's delving his tongue into your dripping cunt, devouring you as if he needs you to survive, it's another side of him you've never seen before and it's one of the hottest things you've ever experienced with him.
"Fuck... yeah, baby just like that."
Bucky groans and moves back to your clit, sucking it and flicking it with the tip of his tongue. His untouched cock is leaking profusely now. He's determined, desperate to feel you cum, desperate to make you fall over the edge and taste you.
It isn't long until the familiar coil begins to ignite and your legs start to shake from the amount of pleasure your boyfriend is bringing you. Your hands tangle in his hair, pulling it as your hips rock against his mouth.
"Oh, Bucky! Don't stop, baby! Don't you fucking stop... oh, my god...fuck, you're gonna make me cum!"
He moves his tongue faster, tugging at the cuffs and wishing he could grip your luscious thighs.
Your eyes flutter closed and you throw your head back as your orgasm shoots through you like a bolt of lightning. Bucky doesn't stop, and you let him work you through your high until it becomes too much. Finally, you climb off of him and lay on the bed at his side, moving your fingertips up and down his thigh slowly while he breathes heavily.
"Did such a good job for me, baby. You made me cum so hard."
Bucky turns to look at you, "does that mean I can fuck you now?"
You bite your lip and just barely graze his thick shaft.
"Oh, sweetheart, you didn't think it would be this easy, did you? You thought giving me one orgasm would warrant forgiveness for deliberately flirting with someone else in front of me?"
Bucky gasps and whines from your touch, his cock twitching in need.
"Doll, p-please...," his eyes shine with tears and his fists clench and unclench, "I'll never do it again, I promise! Please I...I need you so bad...so bad, baby..."
You kiss his lips and shush him, before carefully straddling his hips. His eyes are wide and needy as he looks up at you, and your heart thuds hard against your ribcage. He's so fucking beautiful like this. All spread out for you. Needy and begging for your touch.
Bucky is so good at being in control when you need him to, but at times like this, he's the prettiest submissive you've ever seen.
"Sit back up for me, honey. I'm going to give you a reward, okay?"
He nods and scoots back up so his back is against the headboard again. He watches as you rise on your knees and reach behind you. His eyes roll back into his head as you wrap your fingers around his cock, and you immediately pull them away.
"Ah, ah, ah...keep those eyes on me, baby."
Bucky nods and you curl your fingers around him again before lining him up with your entrance. You're so wet that you don't even need him to prep you.
Ever so slowly, you sink down on his thick, hard cock. Bucky's so worked up that you can feel him throbbing as you take him to the hilt.
"You're so fucking big, baby. Mmm, you fill me up so well. Does this feel good, sweetheart?"
He shudders and resists the urge to raise his hips so he'll go deeper, "so good...feels so good."
"Is this what you wanted, honey?"
Bucky swallows thickly and lets out a shaky breath.
"Wanna...wanna feel you ride me. Please...please just wanna cum for you."
You cradle his face in your hand and brush the pad of your thumb over his stubble, "only good boys get what they ask for, baby. Besides, I love feeling you just like this. So deep inside me, the head of your pretty cock kissing my cervix, you make me feel so full."
Bucky whimpers and you lean forward to kiss him again, your mouth moving against his slow and sweet.
He kisses you fiercely and you reciprocate with just as much fervor. Bucky could stay like this forever, just drowning in the way you feel around him, in your touch, and your taste.
You pull away and smooth your thumb over his bottom lip, "if I uncuff one of your hands, are you going to be good for me?"
The thought of being able to touch you makes his eyes fill with tears as he nods enthusiastically.
"If you can be a good boy for me I'll ride you, baby."
You reach for the handcuff keys on the bedside table and uncuff his metal hand.
"Rub my clit, baby boy. Make me cum around your cock."
Bucky reaches down to where the two of you are joined and touches the cool metal of his thumb to your bundle of nerves. You gasp at the contrast of temperatures as he begins making tight circles.
"Fuck, Bucky..."
You rock your hips slightly back and forth, cupping your breasts as hot sparks of arousal shoot through you. A low rumble sounds in Bucky’s chest when he feels you clench around his cock, and he has to force himself not to cum.
"God, baby...can feel you squeezing me. Wanna watch you come undone with my cock buried inside of you. Please, princess? Please come for me..."
The way he's begging for you, the feeling of the smooth metal of his gold and black thumb moving over your clit, and how fucking good it feels to have his thick cock stretch you open sends you falling over the edge for a second time. His name tumbles past your lips over and over and spots dance in your vision as you cum hard for him.
You're both panting when you finally open your eyes again. Bucky's shaking, his eyes are still wide and shining as he silently begs for release and you finally, finally give in to him and plant your palms on his chest.
"You've been such a good boy for me, honey. I'm gonna ride this beautiful cock and I want you to tell me how good it feels, but you can't close your eyes. I want you to look at me when you cum."
You know he's not going to last long. Not when you've worked him up this much, so you don't bother starting slow. You move up and down at a steady pace, listening to his needy, desperate moans.
His metal hand grips your hip and helps to guide you as you start to go faster, and you can feel how close he is, his cock throbbing inside of you as his lips part in a silent scream.
"Oh, my god, babydoll... feels so good... m'so close! Gonna cum so hard for you, pretty girl. Please! Please am I allowed to cum? Can't hold it anymore...s'too much...feels too good... please ... please!"
You brush away his tears and lean down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss.
"Fill me up, baby boy. Come on, let go for me. Show me, sweetheart."
Bucky slams you down on his cock and holds you in place as he groans loudly into your neck. His orgasm crashing into him like a tsunami as he nearly sobs in ecstasy.
You pepper kisses all over his face and shush him as he shakes in your arms, sweet nothings falling from your lips as he comes down from his high. Eventually, you move to get up, but he whines and pulls you closer to him.
"I need to uncuff your other hand, honey."
"But I wanna stay inside you...please? Just wanna feel close to you."
Your eyes soften and you free his flesh hand, rubbing his wrist gently.
"We can stay like this as long as you need to, Buck. I'm not going anywhere."
He moves so you're both on your sides and slides his softening cock back inside of you gently. He sighs happily and buries his face in your neck.
"Love you, princess... love you so much," he whispers sleepily.
You kiss his forehead and rub his back tenderly, "I love you too, baby. Close those pretty eyes and sleep for me, okay? I'll be here when you wake up."
It isn't long until you feel his breathing even out, and you continue to hold him close as sleep begins to take you too.
You're happy and safe inside the embrace of the love of your life.
You're home.
Tagging: @buckyalpine @madashatters18 @sarahrogersevans @chrisevansdaughter @nerdygingermoose88 @brandyywar
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I love these stupid coworkers
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ineffablelvrs · 1 year
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mikster12 · 1 year
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Hey Good Omens friends!!! I made a Good Omens Affirmation Deck! I am extremely proud of this deck.
I made an Our Flag Means Death deck and had the idea to do a Good Omens one too since it’s my favorite. However, I was in a pretty insane car accident. Among broken bones and severe ptsd, I also now have permanent nerve damage in my drawing hand. When I got out of the hospital I started trying to draw again and couldn’t do it. I was so frustrated with myself. I slowly kept practicing and this deck is the direct product of me relearning how to draw.
Anyway that’s a lot but, that’s why I’m so proud of it. If you want to preorder your own I’ll post the link! This is (probably obviously) season 1 themed. And I’m hoping to do a season 2 deck too.
I still get frustrated with myself since I can’t draw at the capacity I used to be able to. But I have a lot of plans so bear with me, and lmk what kind of affirmation deck you would want to see. I would also super appreciate if you would share with your friends you think would love this!!
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Alright, I watched season 2 of Good Omens yesterday and I figured if I don’t post these season 1 headcannons I’ve had in my drafts for months now I probably never will so here they are
Crowley and Aziraphale accidentally kill birds so often that it's become a habit. They've become so used to it that they just miracle them back to life without even interrupting their conversation.
Aziraphale once killed a duck by throwing an entire loaf of bread at it like Marcus does in About a Boy
They are also somehow responsible for the extinction of Dodos. Yes, I know the last three are technically all one headcannon,
When Newt first started having phones, none of them lasted for more than a few weeks. He currently uses a very old Nokia phone because it's the only one he didn't break.
Anathema never even opened Agnes' second book. If she had, she would have found a lot of empty pages and one single prophecy telling her that her job is done and she can live her own life now (Agnes probably knew she was never going to read it, but she still put it in because why not)
Newt loves to cook, but he can’t do it on his own because whenever he uses the oven or the stove it either stops working entirely or he starts a fire. Since he and Anathema moved together, they’ve started cooking together often so he doesn’t have to turn on anything electrical
Newt also tried to repair the radio in his car once and nearly broke the whole car
Despite having her own body again, Madame Tracy has developed an actual connection to the dead by being possessed by an angel. She doesn’t use it for work anymore, but sometimes Shadwell will find her with two cups of tea having a chat with Agnes’ ghost. Agnes loves to scare him.
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sergeantsporks · 1 year
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Huge shoutout to bands that make me simultaneously long for a partner and also make me go “wow, that sounds like a miserable hell, are the allos okay?” Truly some of my favorite vibes.
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ripr4 · 5 months
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Johnson: You spent all our money on THIS??
Caboose, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.
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Muppet casting good omens: Part 1?
This may be controversial guys...
Aziraphale: Kermit. I think Kermit's tendency to be constantly polite and how he mostly takes the moral high ground fits Aziraphale well.
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Crowley: Miss Piggy. They're both silly and goofy and kinda pieces of shit but we love them for it.
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Adam: The token human. Idk i just think the anti-christ being the only human there would be hilariously ironic
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Newt: Walter. I genuinely don't remember anything about what Walter is like, but Newt feels like a muppet of a man and Walter is a very manly muppet so-
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Shadwell: Split the character into Statler and Waldorf. Do I even need to explain this one?
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I know this is a kinda random bunch of characters, but they were the ones I found easiest to match lmao.
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New Scotland Yard: Fire in a Honey Pot (1.8, LWT, 1972)
"You make it sound very convincing."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Your Mr. Logan was seen at the club on the afternoon before it burnt."
"Oh, now, don't ask me what could have taken him there, to a place like that."
"You mean you've never heard of the protection business?"
"Isn't that what you're in?"
#new scotland yard#fire in a honey pot#1972#lwt#classic tv#bryan izzard#robert banks stewart#john woodvine#peter blythe#robin hawdon#veronica hurst#june brown#john j. carney#john baron#leslie schofield#alan curtis#john crocker#frank mills#maurice bush#yasuko nagazumi#ken halliwell#Schofield's stand in reporter returns from ep3‚ and once again Carlisle is nowhere to be seen (nor even mentioned). his place is taken by#the always reliable Peter Blythe as a rather over eager young sergeant; sadly he's underused‚ disappearing from the middle of the episode#the plot itself is some rather romantic hokum about protection rackets and gambling clubs‚ with an unbalanced (and welsh obvs) arsonist#thrown into the mix for good measure. our welsh wonder is avenging his poor mum who lost everything after being gripped by the evils of#gambling (then relatively new in a legal form; the 1960 Betting and Gaming Act had changed the landscape of gambling in the uk entirely)#this element gets dropped pretty quickly tho to focus on a seedier case of murder and a copycat fire to hide the deed; enter a rather#soap opera element of affairs‚ estranged children‚ and underworld cheating. Woodvine's love of gardening comes up again and even allows#him to hoodwink a suspect (in an entirely legal but morally dubious way). a bit of a minor entry i think‚ it's just a little silly#and distracted. also once again I am asking why a cop as senior as Woodvine is on thr ground investigating p much every crime he finds
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jessybarnes · 2 years
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Right On The Edge
Title: Right On The Edge
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!
Word Count: 390
Tags: Smut, fingering (female receiving), metal arm kink, edging, oral (female receiving), overstimulation, orgasm denial, possessive Bucky, crying, explicit language, and that's it I think.
Written For: @kinktober2022
Square(s) Filled: Edging
Beta(s): None.
"Oh, Bucky! Fuck…baby, please!"
You've been laying on his bed, legs spread and chest heaving for what felt like hours. Bucky loves taking you like this, loves bringing you right to the edge, and then taking it away again. You love it too, but it's nearing the point of becoming too much. You aren't even sure he's going to let you cum at this point.
"Mmm, but you look so pretty, babydoll. All spread wide for me, pussy dripping all over my bedsheets. I can't get enough of you, Y/N."
He shoves three of his gold and black metal fingers into your fluttering hole and groans. "Fuck, baby, you hear that? Do you hear how fuckin' wet you are? God, doll you're so damn sexy."
"Bucky!"
He leans in and swirls the tip of his tongue along your clit before closing his lips around it and pulling right back off with a pop.
"Yeah, sweetheart?"
"God, please… please let me cum! I wanna cum so bad, oh, please!"
He smirks and takes his fingers away again, "I don't think you've earned it, Y/N. You seemed pretty comfortable flirting with Steve today in the gym."
He climbs over you and wraps his flesh hand around your throat, squeezing lightly. "And you know I don't like to share when it comes to you, baby."
Bucky taps his metal fingers on your soaked pussy over and over in quick succession and watches your back arch off the bed. He stops again, your desperate whine music to his ears.
"I think I'll do this all night and make you my pretty little fuck toy. How does that sound, doll?"
You let out a choked sob, thick tears falling onto the pillow beneath you, "Bucky, please! I'm sorry I flirted with Steve. I-I was just trying to be nice and give him a compliment."
His eyes darken, "mmm, so you admit it. You were flirting with him."
"N-No…No, I-"
You gasp as he plunges his fingers inside you again, moving them fast and rough along your soaked walls.
I already told you once, Y/N… I. Don't. Share."
He curls them and rubs the spongy spot inside of you, ripping a scream from your throat before stopping again.
"Not even with my best friend."
Fuck, it was going to be a long night…
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HORSE SHOW & GYMKHANA AT ANTWERP
Above: Original wartime caption: Lieutenant Colonel J.E. Swetenham DSO of the 5th Inniskilling Dragoon Guards going over a gate during the Open Jumping competition. His horse was "Lucky Dip". 
Catalogue number: BU 9816
Below: Original wartime caption: Corporal J. Lynn of "X" Det. RASC [H.T.] on "Countess" during the same competition. 
Catalogue number: BU 9817 
Creator: No. 5 Army Film and Photo Section, Army Film and Photographic Unit 
Photographer: Sergeant Travis 
Production date 1945-08-12 
Part of WAR OFFICE SECOND WORLD WAR OFFICIAL COLLECTION
Imperial War Museum
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wiltingwoods · 1 year
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I’m gonna be sick I just found out the actor who plays Sergeant Shadwell isn’t actually Scottish and is in fact American
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