#metal arm

[gracepureautumn]

I’ve been working and reworking this Bucky Barnes portrait 🙃

I’ve rewatched Civil War, and damn Bucky is 🔥

This drawing will eventually include the metal arm, and I know I’ll get a headache trying to get it perfect.

[shamrockqueen]

Naughty excerpt

Pairing : Bucky X Reader PWP

Warnings : R18, Smut, immediate Smut, painful teasing, short work

Word count : 723

- It was something quick I made today inspired by this post by @buckybarnesbestdoll

His hips rocked up, shucking his cock through your weak core, tearing through you to slam at the back of your cunt. It made you shake in his arms as they snaked over your body. You try to hold his gaze, only to catch it lingering between your legs, drinking in the sight of his member sinking into your wet folds. He dragged himself back out as he lifted your hips, all before meeting them again with a shallow thrust of his own.

The fingers on his cold hand dug into your skin, the metal plates of his wide palm pinching around your weak little throat. He kept your gaze locked on his dark reflection in the mirror ahead of you. His dangerous blue eyes stared back, making the blood freeze in your body like cracked ice against your skin.

The warm fingers of his other hand drew heat from your lower body as he dug at your throbbing bud. He had you squirming in his cock, deeply seated in your tight, warm channel. Your inner walls still stung from his initial intrusion, leaving you weak and horribly sensitive.

His voice dragged along your ear, pricking your ears along with the rough texture of his beard.

“You see what I see, doll?”

You winced as his thumb pressed harder on your aching pearl before backing over it. He didn’t wait for an answer, tightening his metal fingers around that delicate windpipe as he spoke again.

“My greedy…”

He pressed these fingers back down, delighting in the sight of your legs twitching, but even more so in the tears welling in your eyes as you struggled to match his gaze through the mirror.

“…needy..”

He kept grinding that deep and heavy voice along your ear as he rolled his hips from below. Your thighs pulled further apart, and you had to try and grit your teeth to keep from breaking apart in his tight embrace.

“..DESPERATE SLUT.”

You couldn’t take it. You cried out as loudly as his grip had allowed, shutting your eyes as a wave of hard pleasure wracked your little body. He could feel that you’d pull apart at any second, but not the way he wanted you to.

Those fingers left your neck for a second to lock around your jaw, jerking your face back in view of the mirror. It forces your eyes back open in shock, and with air rushing back into your lungs, you take in the full picture of what was reflected back at you.

Your hip joints were pulled so that he could spread your legs for the mirror—a little show of his own making. It painted a painful picture across the glass, beautiful and tear-stained.

He yelled at you this time, righting his arms around your body before standing with you solely in his hold. Your feet dangled over the floor, leaving your body bent as his hands and cock tore through your flower and bud. He lifted your back up to the mirror, where his eyes could lock with yours.

“Keep those eyes on me when I make you cum.”

You can barely muster any words before he hammers himself through your quacking inner walls. His strong legs could be seen flexing in his reflection as they held you both upright. You could only lock your fingers around his solid arms as he voiced you on his thick cock, breaking that tightly wound knot still wound around your belly until it finally snapped as the rough drag of his calloused fingers.

His eyes never left yours, even as they blurred with hot tears before clearing back over as they spilled down your cheeks. You watched, mind nearly melted, as his cock pistoned through your open core. You feel the warm brush of his ragged breath fanning across your wet chin, all as you watch his face pinch and his teeth grind together.

His cock seized, the slam of his hips stuttering as he spilled into you. You were momentarily readjusted in his arms as he held himself inside you.

He released his hold on your throat, choosing instead to carefully guide his metal fingers along your body before circling over your waist to better hold you up. Your feet still never reached the ground, but you wouldn’t have been able to stand anyway.

[skj-weebmam]

I’m really proud of this one! I hope you like it too :)

Look at how shiny that arm turned out!!!

[hairyscarecrowcl]

Atlas

Denathria

[shatter-days]

i hope 2024 is kind

[s0urw00lf]

Comfort

Bucky barnes x Reader

Here’s a short little soft!bucky fluff Drabble

Bucky needs comfort after finally accepting that steve is gone, after coming home from fighting the flag smashers with Sam.

You woke to the sound of the front door being shut, immediately knowing its Bucky from the sound of his heavy combat boots. You smiled turning over to see Bucky standing still as if he was a thief that had been caught. “Hey there handsome” you greeted, a sleepy smile making its way to your face. “Hey doll” he greeted back, sitting next to your feet, taking his shoes off. “Home for good” you asked, to which he nodded “everyone’s safe” he said, a small smile gracing his lips. But you could see he sadness in his eyes that he failed to hide from you. You frowned sitting up “what’s a matter?” You asked. Bucky let out a small laugh at the fact that he really couldn’t hide from you even when he tried. The smile quickly left his face, replaced by a frown. “Steves really gone” he whispered, voice cracking. You felt tears begin to form in your eyes, “i know” you said moving to sit on his lap facing him, placing your hands on his face, felling the short stubble of his beard. He looked up at you with saddened eyes, like an abused puppy. You wanted nothing more than to protect him from all the worlds evil. “He’d be proud of you, seeing your growth” you said with a soft smile. You knew in these moments Bucky had trouble talking about what he’s feeling, so you stood up from his lap, making your way to your bathroom and turning on the shower to a warm setting that you knew Bucky liked and grabbed a towel from the bathroom closet placing it on the sink. You retuned to the bedroom seeing Bucky sitting in the same spot.

You carefully made your way over to him, he seemed as if he was in a daydream, you knew whatever it was it couldn’t be helping his mood so you softly grabbed his hand, breaking him out of it. You pulled him up from the bed and lead him to the bathroom. “Take a shower, ill make you something to eat for when you get out, and then we can go to bed. Kay?” You asked softly. He nodded pulling you close by your hand and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead “thank you doll” he whispered. You smiled up at him before walking out to make him some food. You didnt make anything extravagant just a pasta you knew he liked. You went back to the bedroom, to the closet and picked out some underwear and sweats, since Bucky prefers not to sleep in a shirt. As you sat the clothes on the bed and went back to the kitchen to make him a plate, because you heard him shut off the water. About two minutes later he walked out of the bedroom. He sat down at the counter and you placed the plate of food in front of him. “Eat, i know you haven’t in a while” you told him. He smiled again laughing at how well you knew him. He ate his food and joined you on the couch, watching tv where you both drifted off to sleep, holding each other.

[just-a-scratch-man]

Ballister and his robot arm

[pinup-pigeon]

Okay here we goooo!

This is a series of beach pinups inspired by modern pinups a la sports illustrated swim! I’ll post one per week until July 4th, when I’ll post Steve’s pinup. First up will be Bucky!

Stay tuned for another pinup next week 😉

[doodl3b3ans]

I see all these fanfics about Heisenberg x reader, x normal reader, x yada yada.

You wanna know why there’s not ones with a reader that has metal limbs or a wheel chair? BECAUSE IF HEISENBERG USED HIS POWERS ONCE! THEYED BE DEAD!!

I’d know! I’ve got metal in my arm! I’m scared!! 😭

[stuckyrogersbarnes]

[gracepureautumn]

HELP. Which background??

This is my labor of love for Bucky. Illustration by me in Procreate, mostly with willow charcoal brushes.

Please credit me if you share this on other social networks! @Anne Kostecki

[violettry]

more furry edward elrick sketch studies.

[honestlyobsessed]

Finally watched Dragons Rising. I love Sora.

Sora being a big sister for Arin is the cutest thing ever.

[therealnickfury]

Fury

I swear I didn't do anything

But

✨️hypothetically✨️

What would you say if I may or may not have stolen Bcuky's arm several times since he got on here like two weeks ago.

I might say that Bucky needs his arm for missions but if it’s there for them then Bucky better use his skills to get it back.

[green-binder]

Guys GUYS GUESS WHAT

I’m making a winter soldier arm!!!! So far it’s pretty accurate and also ROUGH looking but this is so epic I can’t wait to show u the final project

I predict I will make another post about it tonight and then I’ll keep working tomorrow maybe

[frie-ice]

With Lies of P giving its humanoid version of Pinocchio (better known as "P" in the game) a mantellic arm, it got me to think about other metal armed characters I liked. Edward Elric being the first and Nero was badass in Devil May Cry 5. Although I still haven't got round to watching or reading RWBY, part from its DC crossover film and one of its crossover comics with the DC universe, it felt only right to add Yang Xiao Long in as well. Originally I was only going to fill this collage in with Ed, Nero, Yang and P, until I remembered Ballister Blackheart at the last minuet and had to include him too. That's how LoP Pinocchio ended up in the centre of the collage, well not right in the centre as that would block Nero's metal hand.

The "Metal Arm Squad" felt like the right title for this collage and the group, should people wish to feature these five together in their own fan works.