That Guy With The Mouth!

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"But Buuuuuuuuuuuucky!" He wasn’t going to argue any further, however, he knew there was no point.

Bucky just smirked wickedly. “You’re adorable when you whine. But the answer is still no.” He wrapped his arms around Wade’s waist in his lap and nuzzled into his neck, nipping lightly.

"Fine." He just enjoyed the attention. It was him and his boyfriend and the cat all tangled up on the couch with each other.


Lady fled not long after, realizing neither of them was interested in giving her attention anymore. Bucky was too busy lavishing Wade with attention, his hands sliding up under his shirt, fingers tracing along the fading scars on his back. He peppered his jaw and neck with slow, tender kisses. Sometimes he wanted to fuck Wade into the mattress, or BE fucked into the mattress. Then there were moments like this, when he just wanted to show his boyfriend how much he really loved and appreciated every inch of him.

More often than not, Wade needed this. To have been with Bucky add long as he had, he still had a terrible self image. So he was content to relax and be adored, returning the favor here and there. He would show Bucky just how much he loved him a little later, he imagined.

Bucky let out little hums of appreciation as his hands and mouth wandered around, loving how pliant such a strong man as Wade was under his hands. “You are so beautiful to me, Wade… How would you like me to love you tonight?” he crooned against his neck, jus beneath his ear.

Wade grinned. “Hold on just a second, you have to at least buy me dinner first. Then you can have me whichever way you want me.” He caught his face and pulled it to his for a proper kiss. “Because I think I like fast and rough as much as I like slow and gentle.”

"I just bought you a six-night stay at a private cabana in Florida, don’t be greedy." he purred when he pulled away from that delicious kiss. "Besides, it’s cold out. I don’t want to go out again. I want to stay right her with you, get you all hot and bothered until you just ride me right here on the couch."

"Alright, you’re off the hook just this once. But I don’t want you thinking I’ll just let anyone who buys me nice things fuck me senseless." {Anymore.} [Yeah, that was like our whole relationship with Tony and he did horrible things to us… and Dr. Doom, too.] He ignored the head voices as they continued to recount his gold digging adventures to themselves. But that wasn’t him anymore. He was the happiest man in the world just to be in Bucky’s arms.

"How charitable of you…" he purred as he pulled Wade’s shirt off, now fully intent on seeing his lover fall apart for him. He held Wade by the back of the head in a deep, needy kiss, while his right hand stroked the front of his jeans.

Wade writhed in his arms, loving it. He was such an attention whore. He rolled his hips against Bucky’s hand and whined .

The way Wade squirmed always went straight to Bucky’s cock. He got a good handful of Wade’s ass and ground his hip’s upward, making the erection in his jeans obscenely obvious as it rubbed against the other man’s crotch.

Wade let loose his best porn star moan, throwing his head back and exaggerating every movement and expression to get Bucky excited. He was pretty happy about the chance to have Bucky just take him.

If there was one thing Wade was exceptional at, it was getting Bucky worked up and horny as hell. He dug his hands into Wade’s pants to grip his ass, keeping up that grinding of his hips he kissed his lover feverishly.

Wade whined. “Bucky… if you keep this up, I might not even make it to the sex part…” He tried to fumble around to get his pants off. He hated to ruin the Thor panties he had on underneath with their cute little hammer and lightening bolt pattern.

"Well… we wouldn’t want that…" he purred, letting up long enough to let Wade ditch the rest of his clothes, smirking in amusement at his underwear. He took the moment to shuck his own pants and underwear, and pull a bottle of lube out from beneath the couch cushions. Couch sex happened often enough that it was just convenient to leave a bottle in easy reach.

One they were both naked, though, it was game on. Wade was right back on him, moving so Bucky’s cock rubbed against the cleft of his ass, teasing him. He almost wanted to tell him not to worry about lube, but he knew better. They had tried that. “Come ooooon, Buck…”

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"But Buuuuuuuuuuuucky!" He wasn’t going to argue any further, however, he knew there was no point.

Bucky just smirked wickedly. “You’re adorable when you whine. But the answer is still no.” He wrapped his arms around Wade’s waist in his lap and nuzzled into his neck, nipping lightly.

"Fine." He just enjoyed the attention. It was him and his boyfriend and the cat all tangled up on the couch with each other.


Lady fled not long after, realizing neither of them was interested in giving her attention anymore. Bucky was too busy lavishing Wade with attention, his hands sliding up under his shirt, fingers tracing along the fading scars on his back. He peppered his jaw and neck with slow, tender kisses. Sometimes he wanted to fuck Wade into the mattress, or BE fucked into the mattress. Then there were moments like this, when he just wanted to show his boyfriend how much he really loved and appreciated every inch of him.

More often than not, Wade needed this. To have been with Bucky add long as he had, he still had a terrible self image. So he was content to relax and be adored, returning the favor here and there. He would show Bucky just how much he loved him a little later, he imagined.

Bucky let out little hums of appreciation as his hands and mouth wandered around, loving how pliant such a strong man as Wade was under his hands. “You are so beautiful to me, Wade… How would you like me to love you tonight?” he crooned against his neck, jus beneath his ear.

Wade grinned. “Hold on just a second, you have to at least buy me dinner first. Then you can have me whichever way you want me.” He caught his face and pulled it to his for a proper kiss. “Because I think I like fast and rough as much as I like slow and gentle.”

"I just bought you a six-night stay at a private cabana in Florida, don’t be greedy." he purred when he pulled away from that delicious kiss. "Besides, it’s cold out. I don’t want to go out again. I want to stay right her with you, get you all hot and bothered until you just ride me right here on the couch."

"Alright, you’re off the hook just this once. But I don’t want you thinking I’ll just let anyone who buys me nice things fuck me senseless." {Anymore.} [Yeah, that was like our whole relationship with Tony and he did horrible things to us… and Dr. Doom, too.] He ignored the head voices as they continued to recount his gold digging adventures to themselves. But that wasn’t him anymore. He was the happiest man in the world just to be in Bucky’s arms.

"How charitable of you…" he purred as he pulled Wade’s shirt off, now fully intent on seeing his lover fall apart for him. He held Wade by the back of the head in a deep, needy kiss, while his right hand stroked the front of his jeans.

Wade writhed in his arms, loving it. He was such an attention whore. He rolled his hips against Bucky’s hand and whined .

The way Wade squirmed always went straight to Bucky’s cock. He got a good handful of Wade’s ass and ground his hip’s upward, making the erection in his jeans obscenely obvious as it rubbed against the other man’s crotch.

Wade let loose his best porn star moan, throwing his head back and exaggerating every movement and expression to get Bucky excited. He was pretty happy about the chance to have Bucky just take him.

If there was one thing Wade was exceptional at, it was getting Bucky worked up and horny as hell. He dug his hands into Wade’s pants to grip his ass, keeping up that grinding of his hips he kissed his lover feverishly.

Wade whined. “Bucky… if you keep this up, I might not even make it to the sex part…” He tried to fumble around to get his pants off. He hated to ruin the Thor panties he had on underneath with their cute little hammer and lightening bolt pattern.

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"But Buuuuuuuuuuuucky!" He wasn’t going to argue any further, however, he knew there was no point.

Bucky just smirked wickedly. “You’re adorable when you whine. But the answer is still no.” He wrapped his arms around Wade’s waist in his lap and nuzzled into his neck, nipping lightly.

"Fine." He just enjoyed the attention. It was him and his boyfriend and the cat all tangled up on the couch with each other.


Lady fled not long after, realizing neither of them was interested in giving her attention anymore. Bucky was too busy lavishing Wade with attention, his hands sliding up under his shirt, fingers tracing along the fading scars on his back. He peppered his jaw and neck with slow, tender kisses. Sometimes he wanted to fuck Wade into the mattress, or BE fucked into the mattress. Then there were moments like this, when he just wanted to show his boyfriend how much he really loved and appreciated every inch of him.

More often than not, Wade needed this. To have been with Bucky add long as he had, he still had a terrible self image. So he was content to relax and be adored, returning the favor here and there. He would show Bucky just how much he loved him a little later, he imagined.

Bucky let out little hums of appreciation as his hands and mouth wandered around, loving how pliant such a strong man as Wade was under his hands. “You are so beautiful to me, Wade… How would you like me to love you tonight?” he crooned against his neck, jus beneath his ear.

Wade grinned. “Hold on just a second, you have to at least buy me dinner first. Then you can have me whichever way you want me.” He caught his face and pulled it to his for a proper kiss. “Because I think I like fast and rough as much as I like slow and gentle.”

"I just bought you a six-night stay at a private cabana in Florida, don’t be greedy." he purred when he pulled away from that delicious kiss. "Besides, it’s cold out. I don’t want to go out again. I want to stay right her with you, get you all hot and bothered until you just ride me right here on the couch."

"Alright, you’re off the hook just this once. But I don’t want you thinking I’ll just let anyone who buys me nice things fuck me senseless." {Anymore.} [Yeah, that was like our whole relationship with Tony and he did horrible things to us… and Dr. Doom, too.] He ignored the head voices as they continued to recount his gold digging adventures to themselves. But that wasn’t him anymore. He was the happiest man in the world just to be in Bucky’s arms.

"How charitable of you…" he purred as he pulled Wade’s shirt off, now fully intent on seeing his lover fall apart for him. He held Wade by the back of the head in a deep, needy kiss, while his right hand stroked the front of his jeans.

Wade writhed in his arms, loving it. He was such an attention whore. He rolled his hips against Bucky’s hand and whined .

The way Wade squirmed always went straight to Bucky’s cock. He got a good handful of Wade’s ass and ground his hip’s upward, making the erection in his jeans obscenely obvious as it rubbed against the other man’s crotch.

Wade let loose his best porn star moan, throwing his head back and exaggerating every movement and expression to get Bucky excited. He was pretty happy about the chance to have Bucky just take him.

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Marvel Heroes Height Comparison Chart - Illustrated for HalloweenCostumes.com.

I always thought Storm was taller, but I guess it’s because she always wears heels? Though that doesn’t explain why the Thing often appears taller.
I thought it was interesting that the movie version of Rocket was much much shorter than the comics (he’s roughly the size of an actual raccoon), in comparison to Wolverine, who is much taller in the movies (Hugh Jackman is 6’2”).

Wow, it’s really weird to me that The Thing is so short.

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I AM SO SORRY. I accidentally deleted the post well here it is again.

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I just learnt how to add tattoo’s to people in photoshop and I got bored.

{Raise your hand if you’ve ever felt like a shitty rp partner.}

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its 2 a.m bucky is in the kitchen eating cookies
steve walks out and bucky just freezes he’s got like 3 cookies stuffed in his mouth, staring at steve all wide eyed 
but all steve can focus on is the captain america boxers that bucky is wearing

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when my kids ask where babies come from im just gonna show them this gif

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jesus christ

*WHEEZING*

I AM DONE WITH TUMBLR.  FUCKING DONE.  BUY A HOUSE IN ALBERTA AND STAY IN IT FOREVER AND NEVER EVER COME OUT.

Oh look how the cute little babies just come tumbling out