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Bucky

Art by Otto Schmidt

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The perks of being a field nurse

Warnings: smut das it!

Being a field nurse in a brutal disgusting war was finally paying off! Sure you where never actually off the clock, and yes the rations the military sent for women were more fit for a 10 year old girl, but this was your pay off!

Clutching the filthy brown hair belonging to the man ravenously sucking your sweet spot between your thighs. If it weren't for your other hand clutched tightly over your mouth, you'd have drawn a crowd with your whines whimpers and half screams. Later you'd have to think of a cover for the half moon imprints of your nails marring your face.

Sgt. Barnes was a man with a reputation for getting around and by god where you glad to personally confirm his reputed skills.

Those sweet pink lips sucking at you and his hot tongue seemed to be trying to map all it could reach inside of you. That devilish thing tonguing even lower to your pucker chasing your juices and making you go crosseyed. The cott beneath you was all but ruined soaked and holding the weight of you and his passions. Big strong hands gripping your hip and thigh forced your legs wide. As wonderful as he was you just needed that bit more to see stars. Using the grip on his hair you start rocking your hips to grind your cunt into his mouth.

You weren't expecting his sharp too loud moan. His eyes snapping open to show his crazed blue eyes. Staring into your soul he stilled his tongue and let it hang from his mouth while using his grip on your lower half to help you use his mouth. Caught by his half crazy eyes you could feel your orgasm rushing up on you quickly. Stomach tightening breath quickening your sounds down to sharp quiet pants and whimpers. His stare became too much, your head snapping back you finally cum with a gush and a silent scream.

This was what the women whispered about. Everywhere the 107th legion was stationed Bucky barnes charmed his way up skirts and into the hearts of even war hardened women.

Falling flat from his retreating hands you lock eyes and know your far from finished here. His doesn't stop staring he unbuckles his belt and let's his pretty cock bounce free. And what a sight it is! The good Lord and all his angels had blessed him with looks, the brawn too match and a cock that looked plucked right off satan himself. Flushed red and veiny as his forearms, normally you would be a dear and give him a sweet kiss to that angry looking fat tip. His fingers raising your staring to his face again stopped that.

"Spread those legs doll. Lay back nice for me."

Saint Paul and Mary herself couldn't have kept your legs closed. Not with that raspy voice and those goddamn eyes. Normally you would be a stickler for a prophylactic but it'd be a real sin not to have him in all his glory just this once.

Hiking your dress even more and scooting up the bed he follows you down quickly. Before you even settle,his rough hands grab the backs of your thighs and folds you with your bits bared to the roof of the tent.

Looking up between your legs as he slaps that baby arm on your cunt you can't help but compare him to the stories of Lucifer you learned about in church. He looks like he's dragged himself up from the pit of hell just for one last fuck and your the lucky gall who gets it. He hasn't bothered to wipe his face from the grime coating it, theirs a fresh cut beneath his eye and he hasn't even bothered to take off his shirt.

The aching slide of his Johnson filling you takes you out of your own head and back into this dingy cot with bucky barnes. Your gonna be sore tomorrow but fuck this is gonna be worth it!

Giving you no time to adjust he starts fucking you with no regard for your poor pussy. Your legs have wrapped around his pistoning hips and your mouth falls open with a squeak. All you could do was grip his shirt while he pounded away. The only sounds now where wet slaps and occasional grunts.

If you thought the orgasm before was good this one might just take you out. Every slap of hips felt like he was pulling it from your body with force. Choking back full blown screams of lust you switched to biting on your own hand to quiet the sounds trapped in your throat.

And all the while, this devilman just stared down at you while pounding the good sense from your brain. When he starts smirking you can almost rouse some anger at him. Until he takes the hand he was previously pinning you with, licks his thumb and starts rubbing your aching clit firmly and slowly.

You used to be a respectable woman! A woman with a brain and good sense! A woman who didn't take shit from hardened soldiers even!

When Bucky barnes leaned down and hissed "doll, you'd better quite down before we get caught... hate to have to flip you and shove that pretty face into the pillow. One more slip up though and I will don't test me..."

It felt like that rumbling voice had issued a direct command over your body and you clenched up to keep quiet. Another loud all male grunt gave you a new satisfaction though. Mister experienced wasn't smirking now.

Maybe the little giggle was his last straw cuz before you knew it your mouth was mushed into the pillow and your ass hiked up to the sky. "Warned you baby" came only a second before he slid back in and made you snap into an arch.

Devilman was all you could think.

My Angel: II

Summary: Bucky is tired of the youngest Avenger having all of Steve’s attention. 

Warnings: age gap (reader is of age), smut, dub/non con. dark!Bucky

Notes: Here’s part 2!! I hope you enjoy it! Please reblog, like, comment, and follow me for more :) 

You awoke to the sunlight peeking through. The sheets wrapped securely around your body. Stretching, you made your way to get dressed for another day of recon. 

Making your way to the bathroom, you brushed your teeth and fixed your hair before heading to the lobby to take advantage of the free breakfast and coffee. Just then you hear someone groan. 

“Wakey, wakey, sleepyheads. Gotta whole day of recon ahead of us.” You cheerfully said as you walked downstairs. 

You decided you weren’t going to let Bucky seeing your body ruin this mission. Every one has a body, it’s just you put yours out on fully display for the person who hates you the most. Running back to the room, both boys were up and ready to get going. 

“How was breakfast, did they have your favorite apple juice.” Bucky teased again. He honestly has no right to be talking to you like that considering a mere few hours ago he was jerking off to your ass and pussy. 

“Ha ha very funny Barnes, should’ve been a comedian instead of a soldier.” You jabbed back while heading to the car.

—

Today was more serious, you were posted back on on your usual spot just waiting for any suspicious activity, but nothing. Until, you see a man giving the infamous Hydra gesture to a woman running a bakery.

That’s odd.

You figure you might as well call it in. At least Sam and Bucky can track someone down. 

Sam and Bucky were posted outside the bakery waiting for their guy to come out. They knew that one slip up would be enough to take the agents out. It was basically confirmed that this was Hydra territory.

“You wanna do the honors or should I?” Bucky asks Sam.

“Please, after me.” Sam get up and busts through the door.

Fucking show off. 

Bucky cocks his gun ready to fight.

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Keep reading

how to stay motivated as a writer

Reread your old writing, especially those scenes you’re most proud of

Write something silly. It doesn’t need to be logical, consistent or included in your story. Write something dumb

Compare your old writing to your new writing. Seeing how much you’ve improved can be very motivating

Explore different storylines, those type of storylines that would never make it into your story, but you’d still like to play around with. Create AUs!

Choose one of your least favorite scenes and rewrite it

Act out your scenes

Read old comments from people praising your work

Create a playlist that reminds you of your wip

Team up with a friend, write AUs for each other's characters

Create playlists for your characters

Draw your ocs/make memes of your ocs

Draw/make memes of your friend's ocs

Don’t push yourself to get back into writing the thing that made you stop writing in the first place, try writing something else!

Write what you wanna write, no matter how cliché it might be. If you want to write it, write it

Take a break, focus on another hobby of yours. Consume other pieces of media, take a walk to clear your head

You don’t have to write in chronological order if it isn’t working for you! Sometimes a scene you aren’t interested in writing can become interesting after you’ve explored other scenes in the story

Read bad reviews of books or TV-shows. You’ll unlock appreciation and motivation for your own writing

Create a new storyline, or a new character! Anything that helps bring something fresh into your story. Could even be a completely new wip!

Not writing every day doesn’t make you a bad writer. Take a break if you feel like you need one

Remind yourself to have fun. Start writing and don’t focus all your attention on following “the rules.” You can get into the nitty-gritty when you’ve familiarized yourself with writing as an art. Or don’t. It’s fiction, you make your own rules

Go to sleep, or take a nap. Sleep deprivation and writing does not go hand in hand

Listen to music that reminds you of your characters/wip

Remember why you started. Know that you deserve to tell the story you want to tell regardless of the skill you possess

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