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Welcome Home, Daddy

The aftermath of when Bucky accidentally relapsed into the Winter Soldier.

Summary: Bucky was over the moon when he discovered that Y/N was pregnant with his child. But, when the danger that lurks in dark threatened to steal his family away, a fellow soldier decided to come home.

Note: Highly recommend to read 《 Welcome Home... Soldat? 》 for backstory. But, you can also read this as a stand alone (though you might miss some call backs on the soldat's behaviour if you skip)

Pairing: winter soldier!bucky x female!reader

Words: 7.1k++ (bare with me, please)

Warnings: graphic violence, torture, blood, gore, deaths, dark undertones, sudden fluff, tiny bit of angst, google translated russian, and just so much detained anger exploding around, soldat is just deadly yet adorable in this one (i can't even handle it, and i'm the author), this event takes place far in the future after what happened in 《 Welcome Home...Soldat? 》

A/N: Looks like we have the winner for the poll 👀 Who's ready for our lovely soldat to make his appearance again? I know I'm not, but here we are. So, strap in and let's do this!

P/S: Also, I might as well make this as my submission for the seven writing event hosted by @nickfowlerrr 💌 Check out the event masterlist and support the writers by reading and reblogging their stories!

Read my other works here: Masterlist

They say the wrath of a fighter may threatened a heinous war but the wrath of a lover will let the earth drenched in bloody gore. And if a fool was daft enough to tore a lover from his other half, then they might just court themselves right into the hands of death.

And this couldn't be more true, especially if we consider the crime that the soldat was currently committing. Surely, the blood pooling on the floor will forever leave a grim mark that'll haunt the people who ever witness it.

"Where is she?" the soldat prompted the frail woman, limping on the chained chair. Despite the horrid situation, he sounded rather calm when he spoke.

How unfortunate it was for Elle to be associated with Hydra yet to also be so exposed to the dangers of the ghost himself, the Winter Soldier. Hydra may have their suspicion about the soldat making a move, but she didn't expect that she would be involved in the mess of this ordeal.

The cold metal of the soldat's vibranium fingers, particularly his index and thumb, latched themselves on another one of her nails. Her mouth slacked open but no sound was able to be formed when the soldat mercilessly ripped her nail right off her finger.

And oh, the pain was beyond any kind of injury that she had ever experienced, not a even a bullet through her flesh could be compared to this agony of a torture.

He harshly grabbed Elle by the back of her neck, forcing her to watch the blood leaking from the reddened flesh of her fingers, "I asked you a simple question, су́ка (bitch). Where the fuck is she?" The soldat's patience had been running thin and rage had clouded his judgements.

He needed to find her. His precious Родная (darling).

No matter whose neck he needed to slay or whose blood that have to be shed dry. He had to bring his darling home; no matter what it takes.

Unfortunately, it had been almost a month since he lost her.

And no one saw it coming.

Who would've thought that the old Hydra compound that the team raided were meant to be a part of a plan to weaken the Avengers. It was just a distraction filled with unexpected traps and triggers. By the time they flew home, the team were already tired and injured as the result of the raid.

So imagine the desperate struggle and utter panic that Bucky had to go through the moment he stepped his foot into the comfort of their home and had to witness Y/N's exhausted figure fighting for her life.

Hers and the baby's inside.

After hitting the 2 months mark of pregnancy, Bucky decided that Y/N shouldn't be involved in any high stake mission anymore. At first, she only laughed to his statement, thinking he was surely joking but when his stern expression didn't flatter, that was when she reliazed Bucky was not open for negotiation.

Y/N knew it was way too early to settle into her maternal leave but after having a long conversation with Bucky, they both agreed to keep her missions strictly on low-risk stakeouts and desk works at the tower.

It was supposedly be some kind of a precaution for her, to keep her and the baby safe, away from any type harm that might come their way. But, that certainly back fired.

When Bucky's burning anger had pumped him full with high stream of adrenaline, it was as if he went into an auto pilot; a murderous one at that. And soon enough he managed to take down half of Hydra's best agents that joined the mission of collecting Y/N from the tower.

For a moment, it seemed like luck was on their side, at least it felt like it.

It lasted only until Bucky saw how harsh the kick of the enemy landed on Y/N's hip, and how she managed to shield her stomach seconds before her body slammed down to the ground.

That was when fear crawled into his pumping nerves and the roots of it ran extremely cold.

And that was all it takes for Hydra to distract Bucky then immobilize him on the spot with a replica of the Sonic Taser developed by Stark Industries a few years back.

Bucky grunted painfully in protest of the high pitched sonic frequency from the device that overloads his nervous system. His body couldn't help but to slowly paralyzed its movements as his skin turned pale and the strain in his blood vessels became visible.

On the opposite side, Y/N could be seen being forcefully dragged away by a few of the Hydra agents that was left. There were couple of nasty injuries torn all over her body yet she was still stubborn on fighting back.

While she was being pulled farther away from him, she shouted his name loud and desprete, "Bucky!" Hot tears broke from the corner of her eyes as she desperately reach out her hand.

It felt as if she was right there when Bucky's hand was reaching back towards her. Like, a little bit of a push would've been enough to catch her but alas fate was not planning to be merciful.

Bucky's menancing eyes never left her wavering ones as Hydra tortured Bucky by stealing a part of his soul from him; and no one really knew how his heart clenched and torn to the fact that he was helplessly useless when Y/N needed him the most.

And when he only managed to scream back Y/N's name, he was forced to watch her wailed as she was unwillingly being taken away.

The moment when Bucky drowned himself in regret and rage, that was when the Winter Soldier took over his consciousness.

Unfortunately for the soldat, his mortal body was already worn out from all the intense fight that happened prior; he was knocked out right after he took over the body.

But in those few seconds before the darkness consumed him, the soldat managed to catch a glimpse of his darling. He saw the image of her; teary and bruised in the hands of those who created him. The very same monsters who uses him for despicable things.

That was all that he needed to see in order to break those chains around the dark pandora residing deep within his being.

The team was absolutely not ready to deal with the soldat again, this time without Y/N to tame him. Especially when his demands were unrealistic for them to fulfill.

It's been nearly 3 weeks since the incident and they had failed to locate Y/N; repeatedly. Even if they did manage to get some kind of an intel, all the of bases they had raided were basically bunch of abandoned spaces that Hydra used to occupy.

So of course the soldat was agitated. He had every right to be, more so when he thought of the increasing risk of his darling getting hurt in the hands of Hydra. And at this point, those scumbags were just messing with their minds. Especially with his.

"Listen, we're doing our best here, soldat." Steve tried to reason with him but it only fueled the burning flames within the soldat, "ты делаешь недостаточно! (You're not doing enough!)" He spat harshly that he didn't even noticed that he uses Russian language. It seemed like the unkempt irritation had conquered the chaos of his mind.

So that very night, the soldat decided to do this on his own; thus he ran away from the tower in search for his darling. He had to. Especially when he knew precisely why the Avenger was not able to find Y/N as quickly as they should be.

It was because they were the good guys. They were the heros, they were the light. And the soldat was not. In fact, he was the very opposite.

Unlike the Avengers, the soldat was not planning to play nice and soon enough he managed to find a lead.

Which bring us to this very moment in which he successfully snuck into a Hydra agent's home to interrogate her.

But, in contrast of those Hydra troops that attack the Avengers Tower a few weeks ago, Elle was not even involved in the mission of retrieving Y/N. She was actually on a solo mission to infiltrate a certain high school to collect informations on Peter Parker. Hydra suspected that he might be involved with the new hero appearing in Queens.

However, even if she was not a part of the team mission, she knew bits and pieces of the overall plan, especially the whereabout of the main character herself, Y/N.

However, the appearance of the Winter Soldier in her temporary house was completely unexpected.

It felt like it was just few moments ago that the intel on Y/N's location reached her ears. Then, she distinctly remember the glimpse of those murderous eyes glaring into her soul. Next thing she knew was everything went pitch black.

Even if it was temporary, however it felt so surreal.

The darkness surrounding her.

The bone rattling cold.

It felt like death itself.

But unfortunately for her, the soldat was far from stopping.

Elle was fraying at the edges while the soldat crouch to her level. Even if she could barely reconstruct the unclear and blurry images through her dazed eyes, however, that didn't stop the soldat from maiming the dying woman's soul through his unforgiving gaze.

"Wake up..." he growled as he yanked her face upwards, "...we're not done yet."

It took a while for Elle to finally adjust to the light, after being in the dark for – how she felt like – so long.

After the light hits her vision, the striking pain came next. The pulsing pain surrounding of her right eye, her broken nose, her busted lips, her bleeding skin; neck, chest, arms, and almost every part of her limbs.

Everything were – slowly but surely, in each cuts and bruises on her skin – blooming its pain into existence.

How can she skipped all of this when she lost her consciousness?

Perhaps that was how she managed to stay alive as long as she had. By running away from the misery; from her reality.

Elle whined in pain but her voice suggested that she might already torn her throat apart when it sounded more like a broken grunt. Her disoriented gaze fell into her aching fingers, each were missing its nail; the tips of them was where the icky blood trickled from and had shaped a pool of blood on the floor where she rested.

The dim lighting from the room reflected on the surface of the deep-red puddle, revealing the resemblance of it to a mirror. And the blurry image looking back, was the soldat, with a sinister expression on his face.

This game, that they're playing.

It hardly seems fair to one of them. To be tortured if not speaking the truth? That's simply unjust; but if we're talking about fairness, then none of those injuries could ever be compared to the pain Y/N might be going through at this very moment. Every second of Elle's useless stubbornness was costing Y/N's safety.

And the soldat didn't like that. Not one bit.

"You mentioned Spain? Where exactly?" In one swift, harsh motion, the soldat thrust his knife through her thighs, "FUCK!"

The loud scream of pain that tore from Elle's throat was probably the last coherent word that she uttered as the torture continued.

The soldat pulled the knife out and stabbing it into the open wound, he listened to Elle's gasp for a moment, relishing her breathless pleading and the tears now openly streaming down her face.

He stabbed again, twice, each was quick and deep, not caring about the blood that spurted out across his face.

At this point Elle was just a puddle of blabbering mess; streams of saliva pouring out her mouth, sobbing, gasping for air; mixture of grunts, moans and whispers of curses and pleas were all spouted incoherently.

Anger.

Frustration.

Rage.

Wrath.

Even hatred.

The soldat was feeling it all.

It was consuming him, devouring any sanity that was left of Bucky's moral values. The eerie glint in the soldat eyes suggested that he was not planning to stop until she gave him what he wants.

God, if it wasn't for chilling atmosphere around her, Elle might just mistook that she was actually in hell.

"Pyrenees!" She cried out. The soldat instantly stopped when she confessed. He waited for an answer and right on cue, she spoke again, breathless and almost silent as the fear that engulfed her prior refused to release her from its haunting grip. And truthfully she doubt that it will ever let her go, "T-there a secret base n-near the Irati forest."

She exhaled a shaky breath as she pleaded, "S-so please. Please stop this." The was tired of the pain and the numbness that came after. And the soldat knows it.

The room was left silent momentarily, as if he was actually considering her plea but alas he already had plans for her all along, "Shame. You should've killed yourself before I came here."

As he finished the last word, the soldat viciously plunged his knife deep into her neck, digging the sharpness of it through the delicate flesh until it reach the base of the blade.

Elle gasped in response, her hands scrabbling around in effort to break free, to stop all of this. But considering the situation she was in, there was nothing she could do about it other than to take it as it was given to her.

When the motion finally stopped, the soldat simply walked away from the scene as if it was a complete norm for him to behave as he was. He didn't even thought of cleaning the mess he left behind. Or hide the corpse somewhere.

Isn't he afraid that he might leave his tracks for the police to find?

Why would he?

This has been his life for decades on end. His sole purpose of living was to kill. So best believe that the authorities will never be able to link the soldat or Bucky to this crime.

Not today, not ever.

Through the days that Y/N was locked deep within Hydra's base, she hadn't been treated the worst. In fact, the sick and twisted agents and residents in the facility was more than willing to care for her.

This was all because they wanted her baby.

It was always sickening to hear them referring her child as merely a tool for their success. And the way they worship Y/N like she was a gift from God to fulfill their purpose, was beyond insanity.

"Oh, to have the privilage of bearing the offspring of the Winter Soldier. To be able to create the perfect weapon, unlike the father. It is just honorable."

It made her stomach churned with pure disgust whenever she heard those types of comments floating around her.

Besides the eerily digusting behaviour of the agents, there was also the regular check-ups and the lab tests that she needed to attend. Out of all the things she had to endure these past few weeks, the medical check-up has always dreaded her the most.

There was this constant debate within her troubled mind; of the possibility of Hydra manipulating her baby's health and genes by inserting unknown substance into her.

"Come on, mama. On the bed." The doctor said as he patted his rubber gloved hand on the surface of the rigid single bed.

She always found it vile that the people here calling her by that nickname. It tickled her throat in a way that she wanted to puke all the tasteless gunk that they had fed her with.

As she laid on the bed and let the process went on as it usually do, the doctor suddenly stopped everything that he was doing. At first she was weirded out by the irregular act of the man, but when she felt the vibration on the ground and the rushing footsteps from the floor above her, she knew exactly why the doctor suddenly froze on his spot.

And the emergency siren that shortly blared after, had only confirmed her speculation.

But mostly, it was the panic in the doctor's eyes that gave him away; then when Y/N noticed the man scrambled to search the drawers from one of the cabinet, she knew that he was up to no good.

The second that the doctor's hurried his steps towards her with a syringe in his hand, Y/N's body immediately recoiled. She quickly stopped him by grabbing his wrist and twisted it back until the syringe dropped from his hold.

The man cursed under his breath and decided to take her by force when he grabbed a handful of her hair, almost dragging her out of the bed. Y/N shrieked painfully while her hands blindly grabbing the silver tray by the bed next to her.

She then slammed it hard against his head, and watched the contents on the tray fell and scatter onto her. She took quick skim over all the tools and saw a potential weapon for her defence; a scissor.

"Stay still, mama. Or the baby will get hurt." The doctor foolishly threatened.

Maybe it was her defence mechanism or maybe it was just her motherly instinct kicking in but something just snapped inside of her when he said those words. There was this incredibly strong urge to either fight or take flight.

Of course she could easily slipped away and make a run for it but she just couldn't risk it. Especially when her baby's life was currently at stake. So, after a short moment of hesitation, she swiftly grabbed the scissors and surge it through his ribs. The man wailed in pain as he staggered off the bed and fell onto the floor.

You'd thought a single yet firm stab through the guts was enough to quench Y/N's need of fighting back but no. Apparently, the haywire of her nerves had drove her feral and she needed him to be soulless by the time she walk out the room.

That had forced her to nearly jumped on him like a predator pinning on a meek prey and the lack of struggling on the victim's side had only gave her full control to dominate him.

Then all of the sudden, the doctor felt another strike of the pain, digging into the flesh of his chest.

He woefully cried in extreme pain while Y/N did not utter a single word or let out any sound, she stayed silent as she thrusts the scissor in and out his flesh.

Each surge was vicious than the previous. Each stab was gradually speeding up as the motion increases it's number of repetition.

She completely let her emotions took over her sanity.

Until what's left in the room was only the sloshing and splashing sound of blood seeping through every thrust, as she continued to violate the body of the corpse.

Until the calm puddle of blood on floor rippled as the tears that broke from her eyes dropped on it's surface.

And when she realized that the doctor was long dead, that broke Y/N out from her feral state. Realizing what she had done; she shakily loosen her grip on the scissors and scrambled off from the lifeless body.

Her breath was near erratic; it was a chaos of unsteady rhythm as her words was lost at the tip of her tongue. She jolted in shock when the commotion in the facility got louder than before, reminding her that Bucky was there to save her.

Y/N felt a sob choking in her throat as her hands searched her stomach to coax the child in her womb, "It's okay sweet bean, daddy's here for us."

Have you ever heard how ear-ringingly loud it is when it's hailing? How the sounds of the frozen raindrops hitting – the top of your car or the roof of the shades of an outdoor café table – can completely mute your words for anyone to hear?

That has nothing compared to the thundering sounds that echoed throughout the whole facility. The shots were fired from multiple range of stolen guns, all were coming from one moving figure.

The once clean grey and white painted walls of the hallways, were now stained and splattered with the color of crimson. The usually empty hallways, were occupied by the dead bodies of fallen Hydra agents. And the distinct scent of well-kept lair, were effortlessly replaced by the unpleasant and pungent smell; a mixture of blood and sweat.

It was a clear trail of the Winter Soldier's deeds.

This place was supposed to be pristine, but now feels more like how it should be; hell.

While the enemies were roaring into their death, the soldat on the other hand was very much the opposite.

Unlike his foe, it took him very little work from the tips of his tongue and much more on the tips of his gun. When the enemies barked like a dog, the soldat pounced like a wolf; silent and resilient.

By nature, the soldat had never been a patient man, especially when it comes to people harming his darling.

Sure, maybe he can tolerate and play along with people who messed with him, but if one were to touch even a strand of hair of his beloved, then they practically reserving themselves a first class ticket of a one-way trip to hell.

And that unhinged tendencies of his only worsen when wrath was the one reigning his mind while hatred was its ruler. His mind was nothing but a chaos of rampage and vengeance. Seeking nothing but blood and death of his foolish foe.

At this point of time, with the amount of life he had taken from the moment he step foot into the gate of the base, to the very stairs he was currently climbing, one could probably matched his heart rate with the rhythm of the shots formed by the bullets he shot.

Magazine upon magazine he reloaded his gun and waste no less than zero bullet as every shot made was accurately deadly and terrifying fatal to his prey.

As the soldat's feet reached half way up the stairs, a Hydra agent's voice spoke from the lower level, "She's on the LG2, we need a team to come and collect her as soon as poss--" A bullet went straight through the top of his head before he could finish his sentence.

And that was the soldat's last ammo.

While he mentally took note on the intel, his feet was quick to jumped into action and made his way down to LG2. As he entered the hallway, his wild eyes wondered around to steal another gun from a dead man's body.

But he rose into a stand, he felt a tip of a cold steel nudged at the back of his head.

Some would call out the soldat's mistake for letting his guard down in the middle of a battle, but another would definitely ridicule the stupidity of that fool's guts for even thinking that the soldat couldn't counter-attack his weak threats.

However, none of the two man managed to made any move towards each other when there was a faster, more accurate trigger was pulled from someone else, from across the hallway.

And that action left an aftermath of the fool's body to drop flat on the floor, quickly finding it's perfect spot with between the other pile of corpses scattered around.

When the soldat turned around, the sharp of his gaze softened almost immediately.

There she was standing there, in the pastel blue of her 'prison' attire. Her hair was a bit messy even if it was tied, and her complexion looked slightly pale with fatigue but to the soldat, she was glowing like angel; despite the blood on her clothes or the gun in her hand.

She was right there.

His heart.

His love.

His darling.

Her eyes were red and puffy, as if she had been crying for days. Her pouty lips trembled when the soldat stepped closer and closer towards her, tears threatening to fall as if she haven't done that during all the weeks that she had been here.

The soldat's steps grew faster.

So does Y/N's.

Tap taping until they were almost running towards each other.

Until the moment they reunited in the middle.

Catching each other's lips in a desperate and insatiable kiss, the soldat pulled her body tight around the waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Both whimpered in a yearning moan, both still had their guns hanging on one of their hands.

So many feelings at once, relief and grief, with each of them had a different story to tell.

The couple kept breaking and mending the kiss ever-so-passionately as if they weren't in the middle of the grave-less cemetery; as if they weren't in the center of the piling corpses.

Briefly opening his eyes, the soldat could see a shadow running towards them. When Y/N heard the footsteps from her back, she knew they need to pull away, but the soldat was firm and stubborn with his hold.

So instead of letting her break the kiss, he groaned in disapproval and pulled her lips back to his. An angry growl vibrated against her lips as he continued to explore her wet and warm mouth.

Caught off-guard she melted to his silent demand, almost forgot that the enemy was right behind her. But, she should've know better when the soldat loosen one of his arms from the embrace and pointed his gun towards the target.

His finger pulled the trigger almost as easily as his teeth tugging into the bottom of her lips. And suddenly the sound of a body collapsing behind didn't matter anymore.

When the soldat felt that he had enough of the sweetness of her kiss, he finally pulled away, at least for now. He whispered dearly, "Родная (darling)..." he cupped her face in his large hands and rested his forehead on hers.

She thought she heard it wrong, but did he just called her darling? It took her a few second to piece it together and realized that this man was not Bucky, that he had relapsed into the Winter Soldier again, "Soldat?"

The soldat smiled and leaned forward to steal a chaste kiss on her lips, "Yes, it's me, мое Родная (my darling)" he cooed as he swept her by her feet, off the bloody ground and carried her in his arm, "I got you, Куколка (little one). You can rest now."

"We're just wanted make sure she's alright."

"You can follow us if you want so just please--"

"Soldat! You're going to hurt her."

The familiar voices leaked through Y/N's ears as she was drifting through her dreamless slumber. Soon enough, the loud commotion of her surrounding woke her up from the deep sleep.

The words that the Avengers were yelling out became clearer as she gained her consciousness, and the ever-changing movements of the soldat, evading every step the Avengers made to get closer to him, made her aware of the way she was resting in his arms; perfectly cocooned in a form of a bridal carry style.

The soldat halted on his spot when Y/N opened her eyes to see what was going on, "Soldat?" She blinked multiple times as she adjusted to the lights. The menacing frown of the soldat melted into a much softer expression, "Родная(darling), you shouldn't be awake yet." He craddled her closer to him as he cooed.

Where is she? How long was she out? When did she changed her clothes?

"What is happening?" She asked as she peered over his shoulder to see Natasha sighing in relief, "Sweetheart, thank god you're awake."

Y/N then looked over to Steve, "You've been gone for weeks, y/n. We got news about your rescue yesterday, and you guys just arrived home. Now, if we could just to take you to the medbay and get you check-up, that'll be great." He briefly explained.

"Yeah, that's all we want isn't it? But, someone just had to be sappy and refuse to let anyone touch you. You know, how it is with the soldier." Tony quickly intercepted.

The soldat didn't pay them any attention now that his darling was awake. He was merely focusing on whispering the sweetest things as he traces delicate trails of kisses on her forehead, her nose, her cheek, basically all over her face.

Sam took it as opportunity to get closer when the soldat was distracted on suffocating Y/N with kisses. But he should learn by now how alert and agile the soldat can be, especially when he have Y/N close to his proximity.

So, when Sam took a step closer, the soldat recoiled almost immediately, putting quite of a distance between them.

"Man, if Bucky has a staring problem, then the winter soldier over here has a hogging problem." Sam accusingly pointed at the soldat, only getting grunts as a reply.

Looking at the current situation, Y/N pondered for awhile. As much as she wanted to get herself check-up, it was also wise to not pressure the soldat to give her away.

Considering what she witnessed at the Hydra base, Y/N knew the risk that comes when we let the soldat dwell in anger for too long.

So she consulted the rest of the team to back down for now, and let the soldat do what he wants. Y/N promised them that she will conviced the soldat to let her get a check-up as soon as possible. But for now, they really need to trust her words.

At first every one of them was reluctant to let her go but in the end they agreed to her suggestion.

When the team spread out and gave some space for the soldat, he didn't waste any time and marched straight to where their bedroom supposed to be. As soon as they arrived at their safe space, the soldat almost threw Y/N onto the bed and swiftly drew a knife from the holster of his thigh as his predatory eyes searched the room.

He refused to move even an inch away from where he stood and remained close to Y/N; shielding her figure with his own.

It was very faint, but the soldat could sensed that they weren't the only ones in the room.

Y/N eyed him curiously, wondering why the soldat was still on edge when he wasn't supposed to. So, she hopped off from the bed and stood on her feet before reaching out to hug the soldat from behind.

"You can put the knife down, soldat. It's just us here." She coaxed but the soldat refused to believe her. He pulled her by the arms, breaking her hug in the process and hold her close to his chest, "There's someone else here."

His actions was rather rougher than he intended it to be; even Y/N was startled by the sudden movement, "Oooff, careful there, soldat. You might give the little one a fright." She chuckled softly as she give her belly a loving rub.

And suddenly his attention was completely focused on Y/N now. Usually his frown symbolized irritation, but this time there was a clear confusion in his eyes. The amount of appalled blinking of his eyes increases when the puzzle pieces in his head started to merge.

The soldat knew that he heard a third heartbeat in the room; that was why he was on alert for threats but apparently he had been closer to the source than he thought was.

In fact, it was right his arms. Or maybe a little bit lower, somewhere around his torso.

Y/N didn't say anything, she simply nodded and smiled up to him as she continued to rub her belly.

When the conclusion finally hits him, the soldat dropped the knife in his hand at the same time he fell on his knees. His gaze never broke from hers, not even a split second, until he was face to face with her tummy.

The soldat leaned one side of his ear closer to her and the thumping sound of the third heartbeat got louder. The discovery had caused him to jolt away as shock decorated his features. He titled his head upwards to Y/N with the same wide, confused look in his blue eyes.

"It's okay, love." She giggled amusingly when the soldat repeated his previous actions. He leaned in and jolted back again as if he couldn't believe what he just heard was real, "Is it... his?" The soldat asked as he implied his existance to be separated from Bucky.

There was a hint of sadness in Y/N's expression when he said it like that. There's been many long conversations that she and Bucky had about the soldat after his first relapse.

Though Bucky was still unsure of his own dissociating self, Y/N on other hand believed that the soldat, this particular man whose drenched the earth with blood just to save her, the same man whose currently on his knees to hear a heartbeat of an unborn child; he deserved a little kindness in his life.

"Yes..." Y/N answered truthfully before she continued, "...and he's yours too."

And that surely knocked the air out of the soldat's lungs, he couldn't tell if she was telling him the truth or was just trying to kill him; either way the butterflies in his chest was suffocating him from the inside.

The soldat couldn't speak a single word; because he didn't know what to say. But there was this beam on his features, light in his eyes, softness on his smile when he dreamily stared at her growing belly.

Y/N took him by his flesh hand and place his palm on her stomach, then she spoke tenderly to the baby inside her, "Wanna say hi to daddy, sweet bean? Say, 'Welcome home, daddy.' "

She knew it was silly, because obviously the child in her womb shouldn't be able to speak, and he was not yet developed enough to be kicking his feet. Hell, they don't even know his gender yet.

But how could she not say it when the soldat looked so damn happy when she did. He looked so peaceful and has this daze and some of those twinkling hearts in those steel-blue eyes of. The soldat sighed in pure joy before he leaned to kiss her stomach.

And as it turns out that was all she needed to do to persuade the soldat to letting her see the doctors. He was there through the whole process, refusing to let go of her hand. It was such a good news to hear that the baby was healthy and there wasn't any foreign substance that might contaminated her during her times in Hydra.

After getting proper medical care and some food in her system, the soldat immediately carry her back to their room to settle down. While she laid on the bed, making up for the lost time to finally get the mental rest she desperately needed, the soldat on the other hand, had made himself comfortable by lying his head on her stomach.

He just couldn't stop; as if he was hypnotised by the melody of the baby's heartbeat. His hand snuck under her shirt, lifting the fabric up to reveal the belly where their miracle resides.

Y/N's droopy eyes followed his actions as she watched how carefully the soldat approached her. Out of habit, her hands absentmindedly rake through the softness of his hair as she held him by the head.

The soldat dotingly caressed the child's sleeping chambers as he leaned closer to it, "...Hi there, little one." he greeted with a quiet and loving whisper.

Immediately, a smile beamed brightly on Y/N's face when the soldat proceed to pamper her belly with countless of tender kisses, "...it's daddy." he introduced himself, as if the baby was able to understand him.

The silence that came after was so sweet and comfortable. And Y/N knew she wouldn't be able to have this without the soldat. She tucked a piece of his loose strand of hair behind his ear when she spoke gently, "Thank you for saving me, soldat."

He briefly lifted his head and smiled up at her, "You know I can't live without you Родная (darling). I will always need you." He declared a truthful confession before turning his attention away. His lips grazed on the skin of her belly as he mumbled against it, "And you too, little one."

Y/N could burst into tears just from this interaction alone but she try not to. She doesn't want to look back at this moment and remember how much she wept, so she blinked her tears away while she watched the soldat spoiled the little buddle of joy inside her with so much endearments.

Even though it was always a happy memory for the soldat when he spend time with his darling, but this... this was rare. And he wanted to cherish it for as long as he could.

The soldat laid on his ears again when he peered from where he had his head rested, his deep gaze captured her attention, "Has he been taking care of you good, darling?" He asked.

The soldat probably had no idea how Bucky adored her; if anyone paid enough attention they might even caught him worshipping the very ground she stepped on.

A breathy chuckle escaped from her mouth as nodded with a drunken grin, "He's the best." She hummed approvingly, "Best husband, and best daddy too." She exclaimed brightly as she glanced at the ring on her finger; it was barely visible through the thick of the soldat's hair.

Surprisingly, the soldat didn't react negatively to her remarks, instead, a proud smile curved on his lips as the pride in his chest overflowed and leaked all through his very being, "Good." He simply said.

The smile lines on the corner of his eyes didn't flatten even when he closed his eyes. For a moment, he tried to silenced everything else around him and focused on the fluttering sounds of the baby's tiny heart.

It might have been the thick haze of lavender smoke in their head or the swarming butterflies in their chest, that they didn't even notice the fatigue that had been slowly taking over them, until the tenderness of their caresses were barely moving.

When the heaviness of her eyes weighted the lids, she sleepily asked the soldat, "Will you still be here when I wake up?" Truth to be told, she was afraid that all of this was just a dream; an escape from reality of the cruel captivity.

The soldat briefly opened his own tired eyes and cooed softly, "I'm always with you, Родная (darling)." And Y/N took it as a promise for her desprete soul to cling on; a ray of hope for her to hold onto, if she ever wakes up in that cell again.

Not long after, both of them lost to the lure of somnolent and their soul quickly drifted into the peaceful dreamland. Soft snores were filling the quiet of the room as their mortal body continued to entangled themselves with each other.

It was safe to say that if Steve would ever barge into the room, he'd probably maxed the storage of his phone with photos of the soldat smushing his face on Y/N's belly as she perfectly curled around him.

Maybe it was the sunlight leaking through the window or maybe it was the intense gaze she felt burning on the skin of her face. Eitherway, it certainly disturbed her from her sleep.

When her body stirred, Y/N realized that she didn't need to open her eyes to know that last night was not a dream, especially when she can feel a pair of familiar arms wrapping around her waist under her shirt.

Y/N slowly peeled her eyes open to see a recognizable ceiling. Her eyes then trailed to her side and met a pair of blue of eyes staring back at her. Her gaze searched for the soul within him and found the semblance of Bucky reflected in his eyes.

Still dazed from sleep, she continued to watch him blinking at her, slowly and silently, like a cat declaring their love to their human. But even then, he couldn't hide the afterglow of the tears on his face.

"Bucky, honey. Have you been crying?" Her voice rasped from lack of use, yet her tender fingers find themselves crawling across his wet cheeks.

It was as if her voice was a trigger, and tears quickly reformed in Bucky's eyes again. Y/N gently pulled him to her chest, one hand threading his hair and another rubbing his back as he sobbed in her arms, "It's okay, Bucky. We're okay." She continued to coax him lovingly.

They spend most of the early morning holding each other close and dear. Then when the tears started to lessen, Bucky finally pulled himself away from her. Y/N wiped the excess tears on his cheeks but he caught her hand underneath his; he relished in the relief of her presence when he sighed to her touch.

Bucky's gaze wobbled in the pool of tears in his eyes but he was still determined to speak his mind "I'm so sorry, doll." He apologized, "I couldn't stop them. Even with this damned serum in me, I still couldn't protect you; both of you." If his defeated voice didn't convey his truth, then the tremble of his touch should be enough.

And Y/N's heart simply shattered for him; what did he meant by that? He did save her though. The winter soldier or Bucky. It didn't matter who but she was here now because of him. She was safe; they both were, "But you saved me, did you not?"

"But, I didn't. The sol--" Before Bucky could even finish his sentence, Y/N quickly cuts in, "The soldat is always going to be a part of you, Bucky. And if he saved me, that means you saved me too." She reassured him.

Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, she continued to persuade him, "And if I could speak for our child, which I absolutely can because I'm his mother, then he would say that he is proud that his strong daddy managed to beat the absolute shit out of those bad guys."

Bucky blurted out a hearty laugh, "I don't think it's good to teach our baby to curse when he is still in your womb, mama." His laugh gradually reduced to a chuckle when he wiped the remaining tears from his eyes.

Y/N simply shrugged to his suggestion, "It's not like he wouldn remember this anyway." She smirked playfully.

Another chuckle managed to slip through Bucky's lips before he lowered his face to her tummy, "And you? How's your play date with Winter, hmm sweet bean?" He mumbled as his lips planted on her skin.

Besides the heartbeat of his child, he could also hear the tiny twitching of the baby's limbs moving ever-so-slightly, "Yeah, I bet he spoiled you with lots of kisses and cuddles, huh? Like he did your mommy?" He continued to coo against her belly, unaware of the shock on his wife's face.

"Winter?" A small smile cracked from the corner of her lips. Yes, she was shocked but that doesn't mean she wasn't pleasantly surprised by it.

Bucky didn't even bother to look up at Y/N's face as he was busy blowing raspberries on her stomach, "If he's going to keep popping up in our lives then we might as well call him something else other than 'soldat', don't you think?" He simply said, marking one last kiss on the small growing bulge on her belly, before working his way back up to her face.

Y/N's heart swelled to his gesture and when he laid his head next to hers, she carefully took him by his cheeks, pulling him in for a gentle kiss, "I think he'd love that, Bucky." She whispered against his lips, feeling his smile in return.

Bucky nudges forward to catch her lips again; kissing her slow and sweet as if his whole world has been waiting for this moment. And when the kiss naturally broke, he tempted her with something he knew she couldn't resist, "Now, how about we grab you both something to bite, hmm?"

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A/N: The use of the title in the fic is suprisingly wholesome despite the insinuation of it, don't you think? Lol. Btw, thank you so much for stopping by and read my work. Leave your thoughts behind for me, I'd love to hear from you!

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Hi, maybe you could write about being Sebastian Stans human toilet or sweat rag? He's my personal favorite actor and doesn't have a lot of fetish stories.

16 / 11 / 2023

REQUEST - SEBASTIAN STAN'S TOILET

Hey i totally understand you want to serve the gorgeous Romanian actor Sebastian Stan as his human toilet. He is a living god 😍

I loves him as a person and as an actor, he plays very well, he is gay icon and i love how he dress, whether it's for public events or in his everyday life. He is always very hot 🥵

I could looks at picture of him all day, he is gorgeous, masculine but not too hunky so he is naturally impressive, not because of his muscles (like a dumb bodybyilder), but because he is very charismatic, kind, well mannered, funny and everyone loves him. 😊

His eyes, his tongue, his nose, his hairs, his beard, his arms,.. I want to lick everything! 😋

If you are interested by what i find handsome about him, don't hesitate to read my article :

He is amongst the most handsome alpha male celebs to me, i explained it in my list 😉:

Here is a caption made by my dear friend @inanimatetffantasies at my request about a fan being transformed into Sebastian Stan's shoes because that must be a privilege 🙏

You say you want to read a story about Sebastian Stan's human toilet. I am sure his turds are huge and delicious. Meanwhile, you can read a story i did about, not him, but his character of Tommy Lee in the tv series :

I explain here what i planned to write about Sebastian Stan, with Anthony Mackie and Tom Holland. The story should be a collab.

With this game you'll be able to chose to be his human toilet, amongst other choices

If you want to be his slave you can also play to this game :

And if you want to read about his character of James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes / Winter Soldier / White Wolf in the MCU, i wrote a love stories between him and Captain America, then him with Black Panther

In this story he is in couple with Steve Rogers

Being a human toilet for alpha actor like him must be a privilege, a delicious food for fags. Even smelling his gas and licking his ass. Don't hesitate to come in private so we could talks about what you would like specifically.

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marvelfanfics1 · 2 years

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HI! My head finally raked up an idea. I was wondering how Winter and his doll met and how he found out she was a little. <3

P.S. Your writing gives me life and I'm very thankful for it. And remember to make time for yourself. <3

Mine

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Winter AU Masterlist

Pairing: Winter Soldier x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

A/N: Thank you friend <3 that means a lot to me and I always take time for myself don't worry, but thank you for checking <3

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The Winter Soldier was programmed not to feel any emotions and to be a cold killer, but when he heard a woman screaming and crying for help, something in him was telling him to help.

He came back from a mission and still was full armored when he heard the screaming until it just came out as muffled.

He got closer to the noises and peeked in one of the cells, his fist clenching.

A few agents were manhandling your body and ripping your clothes into pieces, ignoring your cries and trashing.

"P-Please stop! Help!" you screamed but then a hand was clamped over your mouth.

"Shut up! Nobody's going to help you. That's your new life, get used to it" one of them spat and you just continued to cry.

Winter had seen enough now. He marched inside, grabbed one of them by the nape of his neck, and threw him against the nearest wall.

"Soldat?" Soldier?. The other one started but Winter had his metal hand around his throat in an instant, looking him dead in the eyes.

Winter let go when the agent was about to pass out and threw him away from the table you were laying on.

The agents run out of the room, probably getting some security, but he didn't care. He turned to you and saw you shivering, trying to hide your body from him.

"P-Pwease don hurt me" you whimpered closing your eyes shut when he walked closer to you.

"Vse v poryadke, ya ne prichinyu tebe vreda" It's okay I'm not going to hurt you. He said, knowing you couldn't understand a word.

He looked out for something to cover you up and found a blanket, it wasn't the most fluffy and clean one, but better than nothing.

He wrapped the blanket around you carefully and lifted you in his arms, already hearing the agents coming back.

They all stood by the door and Winter held you tighter in his arms, letting you snuggle into his chest.

"Soldat, what do you think you're doing?"

"Teper' ona moya!" She's mine now! He growled and walked past them and to his cell.

HYDRA had no chance against the soldier and thought it would be best to let you be until he will get tired of you.

Which never happened.

Winter noticed since he saved you that you started to act differently in front of him.

You always seemed to need physical touch and much attention. He first thought it was because you were scared, but when you started speaking it was slurred and he saw you sucking on your thumb often.

He didn't complain about it though, he found it adorable and it was a good distraction from the horrors of HYDRA.

When you started to call him Daddy or Dada he said nothing about it and it made him feel important. He would do everything to make you feel happy and safe.

His Malen'kaya kukla.

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MASTERLIST

Lessons in Temptation - Andy Barber x Female!Reader x Ari Levinson

Entry for Siri’s 5k Soft Dark Challenge

Summary: Your mob boss husband Andy discovers your affair with your bodyguard Ari and he’s not too happy about it.

Warnings: explicit language, really bad dirty talk, first time writing smut, 18+, explicit sexual content, very slight spin kink, edging, exhibitionism, voyeurism, praise kink, threesome, implied cheating, beard kink, fluff, pure smut very little plot, daddy kink,, hopefully I didn’t miss any!

Trouble at Sea - Captain Hydra x F!Reader x The Winter Soldier

Summary: Taking Cap and Soldat on a cruise seems like a good idea, in theory at least.

Warning: public sex, angry Captain Hydra, angry Winter Soldier, Bucky's metal hand, spanking, public nudity, smut, no plot, anal, double penetration, dirty talk, degradation, choking, punishment, I think that's all

This was written for the Smut Butt Luxury Yacht co-hosted with the lovely @imanuglywombat .

Refreshing Bliss - Steve Rogers x F!Reader x Bucky Barnes

Summary: When a heat wave becomes too much, Bucky finds a way to cool down his lovers and heat them up.

Warning: no plot, just smut, pool sex, dirty talk, explicit language, Bucky and Steve in a pool, fluff, pet names, 18+

Tear My Life Into Pieces - Curtis Everett x reader, Colin Shea x Reader

Summary: When your whole world falls apart, it's good to have a friend to pick up the pieces. But what if everything is not as it appears?

Warning: cockwarming, smut, stalking, manipulation, lying, pet names, fluff, heartbreak, sad Curtis, 18+, sex in a bathtub, explicit language, angst, soft!dark!Colin Shea

Devious Desires - ancient!deity!Bucky x F!Reader, Ransom x F!Reader

Entry for @boxofbonesfic Spooktacular Smutfest!

Summary: Ransom takes you on a vacation to an old manor. When exploring the attic, the two of you come across a necklace. A necklace with a curse, and an ancient entity who wants something.

Warnings: explicit language, choking, smut, 18+, explicit sexual content, lots of cum, Ransom being an ass, betrayal, violence, deity Bucky with horns, mention of blood and pain, fluff, angst, creepy house,

Attraction & Lust - F!Fae!Reader x Natasha Romanoff x Bucky Barnes x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers

Submission for Sloth's MARVELOUS MONSTER MAYHEM WRITING CHALLENGE

Summary: When a group of humans are brought to the Nature Court, it's hard to avoid the natural attraction, building it up until it all explodes.

Warnings: explicit language, dirty talk, smut (it's an orgy, okay, everyone has sex with everyone), 18+, explicit sexual content, praise kink, monster fucking, fluff, spells, oral sex (male & female receiving)

A Special Guest - Lee Boedecker x F!Reader, Charles Blackwood x F!Reader

Summary: Your husband has a special surprise for you when you come home.

Warning: 18+, smut, praise, slight dirty talk, fingering, blowjob, implied threesome, choking

Icy Lockdown - Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader, Jake Jensen x F!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend Ransom's jealousy of lumberjacks triggers a impromptu vacation to a ski resort. Everything goes well until Ransom's cockiness ends up with them stranded on the side of the road. Not to worry, Jake to the rescue. Submission for The Happy Hoelidays Challenge

Warning: 18+, smut, praise, slight dirty talk, facesitting, threesome, choking, tied up by Christmas lights, Ransom being a douche, double penetration, creampie, cuckholding.

Caught In A Snare - Curtis!Everett x F!Reader, Dark!Mob!Ari x F!Reader

Summary: Divorcing your mob husband was easy. Almost too easy. You finally have a chance at happiness when your past comes back to haunt you. Straight out of the woodwork.

Warnings: explicit language, choking, smut, 18+, explicit sexual content, cuckholding, mention of a gun, mentions of divorce, fluff, angst, teasing, dirty talk, creampie, gun to head, praise, degradation, dark, dubcon

Let's Play A Game - soft!dark!Steve Kemp x F!Reader, soft!dark!Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader

Summary: Your husband loved you, he was good to you and he’d do anything for your safety. It’s only fair that you do as he asked when he brought home his good friend Ransom.

Warning: explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, slapping (Steve hits Ransom), choking, double penetration, oral sex, anal fingering, praise, slight degradation, slight pain kink, creampie, threesome,

Everything You Ever Wanted - Lee Bodecker x Wife!Laura, Steve Kemp x Ex!Laura (but can be read as a reader insert for the most part, no descriptions)

Summary: When an old flame from her past threatens to mess up the life she has, Laura will do anything to help her husband

Warning: explicit sexual content, daddy kink, praise, degration, mentions of selling people/cannibalism (not explicit, just a threat at the end), double penetration, angst, fluff, voyeurism, threesomes, blackmail, manipulation, step-cest, nicknames, teasing, cumplay, double crossing, fingering, mentions of kidnapping, explicit language, 18+

Power of Three - Mickey Henry x F!Reader x Frank (Endings Beginnings)

Summary: Notorious twins Frank and Mickey choose you for their third in their weekly performer at the sex club Within Temptation.

Warning: explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, cumplay, oral (f receiving), fluff, explicit language, praise, double penetration, twincest, exhibitionalism, voyeurism, sex club, domme Frank, sub Mickey, pwp, daddy kink

Don't Look Under the Bed - Demon!Jefferson x F!Reader, Demon!Steve Kemp x F!Reader

Summary: All Reader wanted to do was rent a cabin and instead she ends up being chased through the wood by two men, who aren’t entirely human.

Warning: chase kink, non-con, rough sex against a tree, cumshot, Steve has a tail, demon Jefferson and Steve, taunting, smut, dirty talk, implied kidnapping, implied forced breeding.

Late Night Visitor - Mob!Destroyer!Chris x F!Reader x Mob!Bucky, Lee Bodecker x F!Reader (established couple, married)

Summary: Mob brothers Chris and Bucky come to collect after Lee falls behind on his debts. But instead of taking his life, they take his wife.

Warning: Cuckholding, cheating, blowjob, Chris's rings, Daddy kink, cumplay, spitting, smut, 18+, explicit content, explicit language, teasing, taunting, alluded murder (nothing confirmed or explicit)

#curtis everett x reader #colin shea x reader #steve rogers smut #stucky x reader #captain hydra fanfiction #the winter soldier x reader #andy barber x reader #ari levinson x reader #curtis everett x reader x ransom drysdale #ari levinson fanfiction #ari levinson #ransom drysdale smut #ransom drysdale #ransom x reader #ransom thrombey x reader

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Brother of a Charming Savage | Chapter One-Updated

MINORS DNI!!!! 18+ ONLY!!!! Warning: Mostly gonna be straight up smut. Some fluff and angst sprinkled in. Gaslighting, You’re Charles’s personal fucktoy, Chocking, Spanking, Panties as Gag, Hair-pulling, Forced Voyeurism, Forced Blowjob, Non-con/Somnophilia, Sex toys, Bondage, Double Penetration, Possessive!Charles, Obsessive behaviours, Gun Play, Face slapping, Spitting, Cum kink, Facial, Creampies, Unprotected sex (obvi… please have safe sex), Anal, Pet names, Charles “forces” you to do sexual acts with James, Daddy Kink, Spanking, Obsessed!James, Dacryphilia Inspired by: Charles Edit Charles, Bucky, Lance edit Charles Edit Taglist: @buckysboobs @turbolisedcomet @silentkiller2374 @bucky-soldat ________________________________________________________ The cool Autumn wind should feel nice but instead, it felt sickening and ominous as you drove up to your new home. You were a fresh face to the dull village so all eyes were on you as you gathered what little belongings you had up into your English-style home. The only reason you agreed to get such big of a house was because your parents wanted to come to visit and it was big enough for the three of you....

After getting settled into your home you decided it was best to go out and explore the little village. Maybe meet some new people and if you could, discover somewhere to work. Even though your family had a decent amount of money, you always wanted to be independent. You didn't care much for money, just for your family and your art supplies. Art was your life. The small diner wasn't far from your home so you decided to walk and enjoy the fresh air. You needed it from the stressful six-hour drive. It was one of the things you loathed. You always had a fear of driving due to an accident when you were just sixteen. It was merely a small accident but it scarred you for good. You could feel eyes on you as made your way to the heart of the village, or so you thought. You followed the eyes of a few people and saw that they were staring at the mansion behind you. The gigantic and vine-covered black iron gate open wide to reveal a gravel driveway leading up to the gloomy-looking home. The hairs on your arms and back of your neck stood on end as a bad feeling that made its home in the pit of your stomach. Something wicked comes your way and you don't know it yet. A shiny red car caught your attention as you arrived at the diner. It was beautiful and free of all but one long scratch. It's a shame someone damaged such a lovely vehicle. You tutted your tongue to yourself before walking into the small building. The tiny golden bell announcing your impending doom. You felt shy as all eyes but one set fell on you as you sat down at the front bar. "Hello, hun. I've never seen you here before. Are you new here?" The employee asked sweetly as she wiped the counter down. "Yes. I just arrived today. I wanted a fresh start." You said sweetly, with a soft smile. "May I get a coffee and a cherry pastry? I'm starving." "Of cou-... Um right away." You noticed her expression drop, her eyes grow wide before she rushed to gather what she needed. The feeling of someone standing behind you made you feel uneasy. When you turned you were met with a charming-looking brunette man in a suit. He flashed you a heart-warming smile that held a more sinister meaning than you could know. You felt your throat become dry as he took the seat beside you, his icy blue eyes staring you up and down. "My name is Charles Blackwood. I hear you are new in town. Lucky for you I know this place well. I could perhaps show you around?" His voice caught you off guard. It was so angelic and made the butterflies in your stomach flutter like crazy. "What's your name?" He extended one of his large hands. "M-My name is Y/N... FN/LN. I-It's nice to meet you, Charles." You placed your petite hand into his and blushed slightly, looking away to break eye contact. His hand was calloused yet felt very soft. "Tell me about yourself. What do you wish to do in this small dull place?" "Well, I am from a family with a decent amount of money." Strike one. "I live alone in that home that's close to the creepy-looking mansion." Strike two. "And I am looking for a job currently. So that's about it. Boring I know." Strike three... Jackpot. You chuckled to yourself and shot him a smile. "I'm in need of a maid. I could pay you to clean. Lucky for you I am the owner of that creepy mansion. It's far too big so I need help with it. Would you like that? There are even some spare rooms that you could stay in over the weekend if you'd wish. I could buy you some clothes to wear." You sat and pondered to yourself for a bit, unsure if this was a good thing or not. You were strangers but the pay would be nice. You were looking to get a bit of extra cash to help with rent and with the pay you could always get the new art kit you have always been eyeing and you could buy something nice for your parents. "O-Okay... Okay. Yeah. I'd like that a lot, Charles. When do I start?" "Tomorrow? How does that sound?" You nodded and smiled, your heart soaring as high as the stars. "I'll see you tomorrow then, Charles." The deed with the devil has been

signed. You were now his and there was no escaping it no matter how much you fought, squirmed, or clawed your way away from him. Tomorrow you would make your home in the perfect trap Charles had placed for his little bunny. Birds chirped as you stood in your kitchen dressed in shorts that barely made it to your mid-thigh and a tank top with no bra on and a cup of warm coffee in your hand. You felt extremely nervous and hoped you wouldn't make a fool of yourself. The sound of knocking made you jump, almost flinging your mug of coffee. "Fucking hell." You placed your coffee down on the counter and hurried to the door. "Good morning." Charles took note of what you were wearing and made a mental note of himself to have you wear it on nights you stayed at the manor. "M-Morning, Charles." You quickly grabbed your jacket from your hook beside the door and went to put it on but Charles grabbed your wrist softly. "You don't have to. I grew up around a lot of women so it's okay. You ready to get the day started? I have a work uniform for you." You nodded and went to pulla way so you could get something decent on that way you could change at the mansion but Charles tightened his grip with a smile. "Come now. No need to dress just to change." Before you could object he pushed his way inside and grabbed your shoes and helped you put them on. You weren't sure who was more eager for your new job. Yourself or Charles. Once he was satisfied he pulled out outside and closed your door. The crime here was very very low so you didn't make too much of a fuss that you didn't get to lock your door. The inside of the mansion was beautiful yet eerie. The air felt thick yet you felt like you were floating due to being in his home. You couldn't deny that he made you feel like a schoolgirl went they get told they look nice by their crush. Charles grabbed your hand and guided you into where you would be staying for the weekend. It was a decent-sized room adorned with a lovely duvet on the bed, books piled up on a vanity along with makeup, and a pearl necklace. "Here is what you will be wearing. I hope you don't mind what I picked out for you." It was a beautiful blush-colored babydoll dress with a neckline that extenuates your breasts. The skirt stopped mid-thigh and it hugged your curves. "O-Oh, Charles. It's beautiful. Thank you so much." He smiled then disappeared into his room. Once you were dressed into the beautiful dress, you knocked softly on the doorframe to catch his attention. "Co-Could you please zip me up, Charles?" "Of course." Your breath caught in your throat when you felt his fingers brush against the bare skin of your back. "There we are. Turn for me?" He stood back and a big smile spread across his pink lips as you turned, looking up at him innocently. The sight of him walking back toward you made you fumble back, causing him to catch you. You gasped and looked up into his eyes as he stared down at you, a slight chuckle escaping from his lips. His tongue darted out a wet his lips as he helped you stand. "Of course I'd make a fool of myself on the first day." You stated, slightly embarrassed now. He placed a caring hand on your bicep and swiped his thumb back in forth to soothe you. "Don't be so hard on yourself. Come on. I'll show you around the manor. On Saturdays, I will need you to go into town to buy some supplies and groceries. Will that be okay?" "Yes, Sir. I don't mind. As long as I get to help you in return for payment then I don't mind. It will help me better learn this place." "Good. Now we shall discuss some rules. Sit." You sat on the bed, your hands on your lap as your eyes looked up at him. "Yes, Sir." "Good girl. You listen so well. I don't think I'll have any problems with you at all. Trust me. You wouldn't want to see me upset. Now. When I call your name. You drop whatever you're doing and come to me. Understood? When you talk to me when you're working it is Sir or Master Charles not Charles. You will do as I say, no questions asked. No arguing.

Got that?" "Yes, Master Charles." He hummed in satisfaction as he walked over to you and took your chin in his hand softly, his thumb running along your bottom lip. "Good girl. We are both going to enjoy this a lot. If you keep being a good girl for me, I will give you rewards along with the money. How's that sound?" You were oblivious to his intentions and he knew it. It just fed into his ego more. His sharp teeth were digging deeper into his precious little bunny. "O-Of course, Sir. I'm excited. I can't wait." You said eagerly, smiling big and innocently up at the devil towering over you. Charles wasn't going to start right away. It was too risky, especially since if he were to do anything, you might run away when it came to Saturday. He had to figure something out to ensure you wouldn't escape his grasp. He had to butter you up first and pull your heartstrings. Afterall. You were going to be much better than his dear cousin Constance. It was a shame her little sister Merricat got into her head and pushed away the cloud that blinded Constance from his true intentions. Charles was grateful it was only you and himself. No one to stop him from you. At least for now. The storm was only going to get bigger and more chaotic. Too bad for you. You'd be trapped in the middle and with no way of escaping. But would you really want to escape when the time comes? Charles smiled as he watched you tiptoe to clean the dust from the top shelves with a duster. A small chuckle escaped his lips when you pouted cutely and stayed determined to keep cleaning. No matter how short you were, you didn't want to ask for his help. He was your employer. You didn't want to disappoint him. The feeling of his hands grasping your hips firmly, pushing you up against him for support, caught you off guard at first until you realized he was helping. He could see you were too stubborn to ask for it so he took matters into his own hands. That night was your first punishment. You accidentally spilled his drink all over his new suit. Charles glared at you as you stood, staring down at your feet. He wanted to wait until you saw this side of him so he decided to go easy on you. He finished chewing his food and swallowed before standing slowly, the intricate fancy black chair he sat in squeaking against the wooden floor as the chair scooted back enough for him to walk towards you. Charles gripped the back of your neck firmly and pushed you toward the table, pushing your face against the cold firm surface. You swallowed hard and were sure he could feel your quickening pace against the pads of his fingers. The sudden feeling of cold air made you gasp as he pushed the skirt of your dress up with his free hand, yanking your panties down. He hummed to himself as he leaned back, still keeping a firm grip on the back of your neck as he took in the sight of your ass and pussy out on display for him before he brought his hand back and smacked hard against your bare bottom. A yelp escaped you as the centerpiece fell over from your jolting. The assault made you tense up but it was only going to make it harsher on you. "I really didn't want to do this, hun. I wanted to be nothing but nice to you. Outside of work, I would have excused it. But since you're working for me right now, I have to do this." You screamed out as his hand made contact with your sensitive flesh again, his ring adding to the pain. One more strike then he pulled you up and pushed you into a bending position so your face was close to the stain all over his shirt and pants. "You're going to clean me now, Y/N. Take my clothes off." Your hands were shaky and your mouth felt dry as you slid his jacket off, then his tie along with his dress shirt. Your eyes grew wide at the sight of his muscles and the slight chest hair. He smirked at your response and force you down onto your knees. You looked up at him shyly but did as was told, cursing to yourself as you removed his shoes and socks along with his pants and saw his briefs were wet from the liquid as well.

Shit. Once he was free from his clothes, you avoided the sight of his cock, his skin from his hips all the way to his chest glistening with red wine. Why did you have to be so clumsy? Before you could reach for the napkin, Charles's fingers gripped your hair as he sat back into his seat, pulling you with him. "I said fucking clean me." He said firmly, his eyes dark with desire. "Bu-But how am I suppose to clean you with no napkin, sir?" "I told you to do as I say with no questions. Do you really want me to fire you on the first day of your job?" "N-No, sir..." "Good, now get to cleaning." He pushed your face down at his cock. It was so hard for him to keep himself from becoming erect at the sight of you on your knees in front of him. "Are you dumb? Use your fucking mouth." "Ye-Yes, sir." You felt humiliated and shy. This wasn't the first time you were on your knees for a man but you barely knew him and he was your employer. You didn;t want to fuck up the chances of the job so you did as was told. A wince from Charles made you freeze as you swiped your tongue along the base of his cock, the taste of red wine spreading over your taste buds, leaving a bitter and sweet taste. Charles chuckled and looked down at you. "Keep going. You're doing well. If you do well enough, I may just forgive you."

#we have always lived in the castle #charles blackwood smut #charles blackwood fanfiction #charles blackwood au #charles blackwood crossover #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes #bucky barnes crossover #bucky barnes x reader #charles blackwood x reader

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kormiato · 3 years

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How Heisenberg react on other Lords around his s/o

let`s just say an obvious fact. Heisenberg is a possesive man. and he`s don`t get jealous. he`s get mad. he`s a selfish, he`s a showman. and we all know about it, okay? fight me if that`s not true, that`s a completely canon. so i wondered how he would react on a company near his s/o in form of other Lords. sorry that I wrote so small for Moreau, I just don`t know what to write. also maybe I`ll write something like that about the other Lords if you`ll like it. anyway, enjoy! <3

Lady Alcina Dimitrescu + Bela, Cassandra and Daniela Dimitrescu

Oh god, we all knows relationships of these two. They very, very tense. So Heisenberg will say absolutely no when you ask him if you can go to Alcina`s castle. Нe quickly gets annoyed at the very thought that you will go to the dwelling of that “bloodsucker bitch”. Of all the three Lords Alcina is the last person in list he wants you to go to.

But if you still go, be ready to see grumpy metall daddy. He`ll complain about it a lot. He`ll maybe even just pick you up near the gate of the factory and bring you back to his domain without any words. Don`t worry, he`s just got too jealous mad. But you`ll have to spend the rest of your day in factory, watching while Karl works. And you doesn`t complain about it, right?

If you have to spend your time at the factory, Heisenberg`ll be a showman but in three times harder than he usually is. He is making metall flying more often and does it right in front of you to show that he`s way much better than some damn bloodsucker in a castle. He can even take his shirt off because “it`s too fucking hot in here” and he can`t continue working like that. He`s doing a lot off a physical work just for you to see how strong he really is.

I like headcanon about Karl like a cool uncle for Bela, Cassandra and Daniela and they three really love him. So maybe if it`s really warm outside and he`s in good mood, he`ll let you go for a little walk around the village with them. They really like you and their mother also seems to like you and your company around her and hers beloved daughters.

if in Karl`s opinion you`re staying with Alcina for too long his patience may break. In that case he`ll come to the castle himself to take you back to the factory. He just throws you on his shoulder carrying you out of the room where you was peacefully drinking tea and chatting with Alcina a moment ago. Alcina obviously will shout something after him about how brusque and rude he is but he`ll or wave a hand at her saying something like “yeah, yeah, as you say, Dimitrescu, but I`m taking what`s mine back, go find another toy for yourself, bitch.” or he will raise his hand up showing the middle finger making Lady D gasping indignantly.

You have to silently listen to his complains and angry curses address to Alcina all the way home. And if you`ll protest trying to protect Lady Dimitrescu, he`ll get more pissed. He`ll casually put you on your feet looking at you with pure fury in eyes. How dare you protect some super-sized vampire being when you have him? You`ll eventually have an argument about your words (he`s so dramatic I can`t). After that Karl just throw an angry “then go to your loved fucking Alcina! I`m going home!” and just will start leaving towards the factory. but even if he said that, he wants nothing more than you to follow him, he hope that you`ll follow him. and you do that everytime. you immidieatly follow him, grabbing his hand with a little smile on your face. He irritably repeat that you should go to the castle if you want so much, but he will not pull out his hand, just squeeze your hand a little tighter. you just smiles more at it feeling the warmth spreading in your chest and you say “yeah, as you say, Karl”.

Miss Donna Benevento + Angie

I also like headcanon about Donna`s good relationships with other Lords. So I think he`ll don`t mind you going to her house at all, but he`s dislikes Angie because he finds her annoying. So he still complain but less than if you`d go to the Dimitrescu castle. (he`ll always complain c`mon guys. he`s too possesive to let anyone else play with his toys ;) and you all know that.) He, still, let you go and don`t trying to prevent you from going.

If you`ll want him to go with you, he`ll dismiss that, saying that he still have a lot of work in factory. But if you`re lucky and you got him out the factory, then Donna probably will be shy at first since Karl isn`t the frequent guest in hers house. But as you starts a conversation with her and Angie she seems more comfortable around Heisenberg and even offer a tea for you two. Heisenberg is calm around Donna, but might shout a little at Angie if she will piss him off too much. But he`s quickly apologize for it to Donna. Donna just nods at it continuing the conversation.

Of course Angie will making him have a tea party with her, you and Donna. And even if he don`t want to, he doesn`t seem to have an other option because you like that idea, he sees it by how your eyes starts sparkling a little. And considering that fact that you don't have a quiet life because of Miranda, he just can't refuse, wanting to make your life a little better, happier.

Imagine Angie braiding a lot of different hairpins in his hair while he grumbles about how stupid he`ll look like. And you just can`t help but smiles and giggles a little with Donna on a couch. And he think that if it didn`t make you happy he`d throw Angie in a wall with all strength. But as long as it let him see your smile he`ll be patience.

One day you brought Heisenberg a little puppet of him from Donna. “Look! It was made by Donna. Cool, right? It`s look exactly like you!” At this words Karl just raised his eyebrow looking at the puppet in your hand skeptically. “Why the fuck did you brought it thing here?” “Because I liked it. And Donna let me take it, she said that she can make another one. Look how cute it is. Just like you. I`m gonna put it on a desk in our room.” after that words you go to your shared bedroom leaving Karl proceed what`ve you just said. You said that compliment that easy that he is just kinda turned off by that still don`t used to hear that in his address.

Lord Salvatore Moreau

If you say that you want to visit Moreau, Karl will be disgusted about it. He didn`t like talking with that fish man, he was disgusting person to spend time with. And he quite doesn`t want you to spend time with Sal. When you say that you want to go view some soap opera or show with Moreau, Heisenberg just like in other two situations will complain about how stinky this bastard is, that he lives practically in a swamp, that he`s vomits and he`s not good company. And if you`d say “then tell me who IS a good company for me” he`d immidiately answer “me of course, dollface.” and smirk at you.

He also a little woried that Moreau will hurt you accidently. But he definitely won`t say it out loud, no. Because of that he won`t be able to work properly. All will fall out of hands, he`ll be mad because of it and eventually will start destroying his failed soldat and growl in a fury.

If you`ll come home in tears because of some drama film that you was watching with Sal, Karl automaticly will ask “who made you feel like this? if that was Moro, I swear, I`ll kill him and make a sushi roll out of that bastard.” and you`ll have to explain that the reason why you`re crying right now is that protagonists of some drama serial died in the end. After you said that to Heisenberg, he`ll just sigs and ruffle your hair gently.

When you back to the factory you started smell of mud and rotten water. Karl obviosly don`t like it so he`ll throw his coat over you and make you work in factory so you`ll smell like him and factory, your real and only home. He also will be more clingy than usually because of that. He will hug you longer and will always try to touch you somehow. When you two get to the bed he will cuddle you, hug from back tighter than usually. He will be like that until he`ll make sure that you don`t smell like Moreau but like him, like home.

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 3 years

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Once again I have read a hell of a lot this month and I'm blaming that on you lot being far too talented that I can't help myself!

Make sure you check out all these fabs stories and give them some love! ✨🥰

The tags last time were a bit iffy so I've organised this one by author instead!

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samodivaa · 8 months

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Every Bucky girl needs her Soldat girl

@jamesbuckybarnes1917 <3

#daddy soldat for life #the best duo #the winter soldier #james buchanan barnes #winter soldier #bucky barnes #marvel #mcu #marvel mcu #core core

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chloe-online · 3 years

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i promised i wouldnt leave you

a little something for my karl baybee <3 i havent wrote for him in a while but tbh hes still my boy. i havent wrote it yet but i have a good feeling about it okay. enjoy! (was a bit rushed lol)

pairing: karl heisenberg x fem!reader

warnings: cussing

words: 2012

synopsis: you and karl were finally going to have a family, but miranda isn't so supportive. she wants to get to karl by hurting his newborn, so he pays the duke to take his lover and son away hopefully he can see them again when mirandas gone.

You had suspicions that you were pregnant for a little while, you hadn’t told Karl so that he didn’t worry but you were almost sure you were at this point. Your period, which was NEVER late or early, was late, and you were getting morning sickness.

You loved Karl, but you were terrified to tell him. He had self image issues ever since Miranda fucked with his life, what if he didn’t believe you, or think the child wasn’t his? If he got angry, then who knows what he’d do out of anger. But you had to tell him, then after you’d figure out what to do. You might not even be pregnant, maybe your period of almost 20 years that always comes on the same day, is late.

“Karl honey?” you slowly opened up the door to his workshop, he was working on a soldat but this was important. You let yourself in a walked up to where he was seated, placing your hand on his shoulder. You felt him tense up and look back at you, when he saw it was you he calmed down and smirked.

“What’s up buttercup?” he turned in this chair and patted his lap. You gave him an awkward smile and took a seat.

“So um, I have to tell you something, please don’t get upset.” he shot you a confused look and placed his hand on your thigh.

“I think I might be pregnant, I missed my period and I’ve been feeling like shit every morning,” Karl straightens his posture and clears his voice. You felt small and weak, would he be upset.

“Buttercup are you sure?”

‘‘Well, I have a good feeling, but we’d have to make sure.”

“Okay well,” Karl sighed and furrowed his eyebrows, “I’ll call Moreau, see if he can help us out.”

“Are you upset with me?” Karl caressed your cheek and gave you a warm smile.

“Never.” he kissed you on the forehead, “now let’s go see if this freak has what we need.”

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Karls coat draped over your body, it was way too big, but if you were pregnant then he wanted to make sure you weren’t cold, just in case.

“Karl when we get to the reservoir you have to be nice to Moreau, otherwise he won’t help us. If just not talking to him helps then don’t even talk to him.” Karl scoffed and glanced over at you.

“I’ll stay quiet unless I have something to say,” you gave him a sympathetic smile and continued hauling through the snow.

When you got to the reservoir it smelled horrible, as usual. Moreau turned you guys away at first, he knew Heisenberg wouldn’t keep his mouth shut forever, but when you told him the circumstance he happily let you into his home to help. He was excited to help you guys with something so special, especially since Karl never spoke to him or asked him for anything, so it was special for him to be spending time with you guys.

He got out his machinery and got you to sit down so he could take an ultrasound. Karl held your hand and stood beside you the whole time.

When Moreau but the scanner on your tummy Karl tensed up, he hated seeing his hands on you but he let him do his magic, he needed to know if you were pregnant.

Moreau looked at Karl with a huge smile and held up the machine so he could see. Karl gave you a loving look and rubbed your stomach. You yanked at the machine to see the machine, shocked by the results.

“Karl, your gonna be a daddy,” tears threatened to fall, you pulled Karl into a kiss, Moreau was just doing a little happy dance.

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When you got back to the factory it was late, so you just went to bed, you were excited to be a mother.

That night was a blur, you and Karl were happy to be parents, but in the morning that excitement was still there, but word spreads quickly and this news was already spread.

“God damned freak!” you woke up at the sound of Karl slamming the bedroom door.

“Karl honey what happened?” you rushed out of bed to tend to him, for the first time in a while, tears were streaming down his face.

“Moreau told Mirander we’re having a baby.”

“Why are you so angry? What happened?” you wiped the tears off his face and rubbed his back.

“Shes a bitch, when you give birth she’s gonna take the baby,” Karl took his glasses off to reveal his red eyes, this was terrible. She was gonna take the baby.

“It’s gonna be okay, we’ll figure something o-out,” your voice cracked, she was gonna take the baby. Karl pulled you into his embrace. You sobbed into his chest while he shed some quiet tears. This was horrible.

“I’ll up the security, get more lycans, do whatever it takes, she can’t take this baby. I won’t let her,” you looked up at him, nodding your head.

Karl knew throughout the whole pregnancy that wasn’t the plan. When you give birth he’s already paid the Duke to take you and the baby out of the village. He couldn’t bring himself to tell you, so he’d just give you to the duke after you gave birth.

The pregnancy went by too fast, Karl would kiss your tummy, talk to it when you were asleep, it was cute and all, but it was going to be taken very soon.

“Karl, my water just fucking broke, it’s time,” you were mixed with excited and scared emotions. Karl called Moreau down to help, but if he didn’t wear at least 2 layers of gloves then he’d be squished under Karls hammer in seconds. Karl was by your side holding your time the entire time, watching you to make sure you were okay, but also keep an eye on Moreau. Once the baby was born Moreau was thanked and sent home. Karl still hated him for telling Miranda.

He was holding his newborn, rocking him as he cooed. Worry implanted in him, still, he treasured his first and last moment with his son. He gave the baby back to you and excused himself from the room to talk to The Duke.

“You’ll have them out of this hellhole and somewhere safe by tomorrow night right?”

“Of course Lord Heisenberg, you have my word,”

“Thank you, Duke, I’ll see you in the morning,” Karl walked away tears filling his eyes. He was going to have to say goodbye to his family in the morning.

When he got back to your shared bedroom he saw you and your newborn, Colt, sleeping in the bed. Tomorrow was going to be emotional.

“y/n you have to get up,” Karl said, you opened your eyes to your baby daddy carrying Colt and a suitcase.

“Where are we going?” you asked following him out of the factory, wearing Karls coat.

“The Dukes taking you out of the village,” he blankly replied, putting your stuff in the back of the carriage.

“Karl I’m not leaving,” you stopped in your tracks, he was going to send you away?

“y/n you have to, if you don’t Mirandas going to take Colt, I can’t let that happen please buttercup, you have to go. You’ll be safe,” you held colt close and placed a hand on Karl’s shoulder, you had to go.

“Okay, but Karl what about you? I can’t do this without you,” tears streamed down your face, Karl wiped them away taking your hand in his.

“I’ll never leave you, once the bitch is dead I’ll come back for you,” you pulled him in for a kiss, Colt cooed and grabbed Karls hair. You giggled, climbing into The Duke’s carriage.

“I love you Karl,” he smiled, “I love you too y/n,” The Duke pulled his carriage away, and eventually Karl was out of your sight. You held Colt close and cried until your nose bled.

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You haven’t seen Karl since then, Colt was 10 now. You went to wake him up for school.

“Mom, can you drive me?” you gave him a sympathetic smile.

“I’m sorry, if I’m late today I’ll be fired, the bus will be here in 10 okay? Don’t miss it,” Colt groaned, the bus was smelly.

“Okay, when you’re done with work can we go to the trampoline park? It’s supposed to be fun, pleasee?”

“I’m sorry I just cant today sweetie, maybe next time,” Colt scoffed.

“If I had a dad he’d take me,” you stopped, Karl would’ve loved to take you, but God knows if he’s even alive still.

“Colt I told you, that’s complicated and we shouldn’t talk about it.”

“It’s your fault dad left, isn’t it? I never even got to meet him!” he raised his voice.

“Colt that’s enough!”

“I hate you, mom!” Colt stormed out of the house and went to his bus stop. You sunk down and curled up into a ball, sobbing into your knees, holding Karls coat close, you dearly missed him.

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When you came home from work Colt wasn’t home, but his school ended hours ago. You called the school to ask if they knew where he was and turns out he never even went to school. You panicked and called the police to report your missing child. A search was in place but after hours of looking he didn’t turn up and you were advised to go home. Your phone started ringing, it was the police station, what now?

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During the search Karl had found himself in the woods right outside of town, Miranda was finally dead and he could go back to y/n and Colt. On his way in town he ran into a kid, he was short and looked familiar.

“Sorry mister, I’m just a little lost,” His voice sounded painfully familiar.

“What are you doing in the woods boy?”

“I ran away from my mom, she’s so mean!”

“It’s too cold for you to be out here, lets get you home son.” Colt allowed Karl to carry him to the police station, holding this boy felt oddly familiar, yet Karl couldn’t put his thumb on it.

Karl knew how the real world worked, he’d been learning about it while he was alone in the village. He knew to take the kid to the police station, when he walked in an officer came up to him.

“Sir you found the missing kid! Come in, let’s call his mother.”

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You picked up the phone and the officer on the other line explained that Colt has been found and that you should come to get him immediately. You rushed down to the station and found Colt there, sitting in the waiting area. You pulled him into his embrace while the officer told you that someone found him in the woods.

“Colt I’m so glad you’re safe, we’ll talk about this in the car okay? Let’s go,” you were about to leave when you heard a familiar voice.

“Officer I have to go find my wife, I’m glad the kids safe,” you turned around and saw Karl walk around the corner. Your dropped your purse and ran into his embrace when he noticed you.

“Karl I thought id lost you,” his hands were tangled in your hair.

“I told you id come back.” you kissed him and voiced how happy you were to see him multiple times.

“Colt this is your daddy,” Colt looked at the man before him, he didn’t look like he believed it.

“We can explain later okay? For now, let’s get your father home and clean him up. Chances are he hasn’t showered in a long time,” you smiled and guided your family out to where the car was parked and took them home. Your family was finally together, thank god.

After that things were breezy, Karl adjusted to modern living, and Colt finally had a dad. This was everything you’ve wanted and more.

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#karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x you #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg my beloved #lord heisenberg #re8 heisenberg #alcina x reader #re8

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emerald-chaos · 3 years

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Thanks @bucky-soldat for the open tag on this little game!! It looks so fun 💜

rating pet names in fics:

Mommy/daddy: 0/10 for mommy; like a 8/10 for daddy - it really depends on the situation. I’m not in to ddlg but sometimes calling someone daddy is just….really hot.

Darling: 10/10 I think something about darling is so precious.

Doll: 6/10, I enjoy it but sometimes it’s a bit blah for me. Bucky can call me this all he wants though.

Slut/whore: 8/10 please degrade me in bed but also praise me

Baby: 10/10 I absolutely adore being called baby

Love: 10/10 I mean seriously this is one of the best, and if you have an accent I will 100% fall in love with you

Bae: 0/10 no thanks fam

Kitten: 5/10 if it’s a teasing sort of manner but if it’s ransom drysdale 10/10 I am your kitten for life sir.

Puppy: 0/10 Not really in to puppy idk

Cow: 0/10 although BITCH IM A COW

A few more as a bonus added:

Bunny: 4/10 more miss than hit for me as of late

Princess: 10/10 please call me princess all night long

Sweetie: 4/10 meh, I like it but not my fav

Sweetheart: 10/10 idk what’s different than sweetie but this one has a special hold on me

Dear: 1/10 meh

Honey: 8/10 honey is just precious to me idk why and if you’re Andy Barber????? 100/100

More bonuses:

Baby girl: 10/10 I fucking love baby girl.

Kitty cat: 2/10 maybe if it’s like a joke? Idk not for me

Sweet girl: 10/10 yes I’m your sweet girl pls give more

Sweet thing: 5/10 not as good as sweet girl but good still

Gorgeous: 7/10 makes me feel giggly

Little mouse: 0/10 I’m a mouse…duh.

Pretty girl: 10/10 I’m finding I’m a fan of “adjective + girl” pet names emfivuebwmfjd

More bonuses I wanted to add because reasons:

Angel: 10/10 please never call me anything else again yes yes yes yes

Sweets: 8/10 flirty and fun

Peach: 8/10 Yes I am sweet and plump like a peach for you

Babe: 4/10 seems a little lazy sometimes but can be nice for certain situations

Petal: 3/10 sometimes it hits hard but most times it doesn’t for me

No pressure tags 💜:

@ambrosiase @xxindiglow @the-iceni-bitch @babycap @divine-mistake @thefallenbibliophilequote @luxeavenger @bucksdolll @buckyshairography @borikenlove @lokithealligator @crownstealer @xxshelbsxx @sunshinebuckybarnes @lookiamtrying @vanillanaps @sgt-seabass @bitchassbucky @suchababie @bibbidibobbidibucky @buckys-blue-eyes @babyboibucky @spicynudlesoup @metalbuckaroo and anyone reading this who wants to join ✨

#friends 💖#tag games

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myclownjunction · 3 years

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A loyal guard dog! Karl Heisenberg x Reader Part 1

It’s a Reader x Karl Heisenberg fanfic will be long, the reader can turn unto weredog (half-werewolf half-dog, also possesses healing abilities) Reader was a dog-like trained human since her childhood she was kidnapped and forced into death-fights with other scum. As the story goes her ex-boss was killed by Heisenberg and she automatically took his side and became his right-hand in the factory. (Inspired by the movie Unleashed aka Danny the dog)

WARNING!! GRAPHIC, SCENES, GORE, BLOOD...YOU’VE BEEN WARNED!

'These kids were getting on my nerves' y/n sighed as she took turns and twists fast knowing just like her owner the factory-like her five fingers on her arm, as there were trespassers her job was like any guard dog's job, catch, bite, fight and kill protecting the factory when your master was not around, the collar on your neck, (insert favorite color) was wrapped around your neck together with a dog tag that said whom you belonged to. The reason for the chase was few teens that decided to be brave to take something from the factory to show off in front of their friends had no idea that you were the guard dog of this place as they mocked you for being a girl you called for the Soldats to join you then they started to run and hide. But as always in any good horror movies, each of them was dumber than the other, 'What fear makes with people, right?' you thought, outrunning some Soldats to help them get them dead, you were in the 'Scavenger room' that's how you called it, it was littered with any metal junk you could think of I've been trained by my ex-master that got killed by Karl Heisenberg and he got excited to have someone as obedient as me and I was happy to change the shitbag of the owner I had! Walking as quiet as possible not to startle my prey I walked around a few steps and stopped sniffing the air I felt the sickening strong smell of a female perfume-making me smile as I started talking just like my owner taught me, "You know I fully understand you kid, you wanted to hype on being in constant danger, take a trophy and show off in front of your friends". I smiled and then dropped my smile continuing "You see your friends don't care to come and see you, to save you, they all left!" as I finished my sentence I heard the shuffling looking straight where the noise originated "It's not true, it's just ...t-they would leave me!" I chuckled at her stuttering she was terrified, "Come on kid, you know that it's true...I mean everyone gains some and loses some, let me get this deal for you! You come out and we talk normally and then my master shall decide your faith! It's fairer than to hurt yourself..." I paused licking my sharp fangs and smiled tasting my victory "...you wouldn't want it, right? You seem like a nice kid so how about you come out and we talk!?" I heard silence for few moments then a rather cute girl came out as I smiled and showed her to come closer walking behind her I took the metal chair that was sitting nearby and guided towards her telling her "Come on now take a seat, it's going to be a long talk!" and turned a bit around as she stood there with her nose higher than Lady Dimitrescu's size 'Ohh so we're going to be bitchy, I know perfectly how to be one too!' I said to myself as I turned around my eyes glowing yellow "I said SIT!" pushing her to the chair as she fell onto it holding for her dear life as I proceeded to smile as soft as possible not scaring her with my fangs. "You see kiddo, there are different types of dogs, right?" I looked at her and she nodded for me to continue as she almost becomes one with the poor stool

"So as a guard dog, my responsibilities go from protecting my owner to protect his property, right?... Right! A good dog is a dog that follows its master's rules and then you drop in like a shittone of scarp on my head, causing havoc in the factory that I...PROTECT!" she gulped audibly and then fired up a question that I knew will drop from her mouth. "You don't look like a dog to me and these things what are they?" she practically screeched making me flinch and let out a growl as she was scared and it made me madder, I jumped and snarled in front of her face showing my fangs to her making her flinch and start crying as I continued "I.AM.A.DOG!!" breathing heavily I was just like Heisenberg, blowing the fuse for the least stupid thing or worse stupid person "I am modified to be a dog I was taken away as a kid and I am LOYAL to my master!" she whined and looked away from my face, continuing I said "I didn't ask for this but here we are! You dropping on my head the soldats running around like moronic idiots and your friends...And I badly want to end you up but I cannot without my master's permission." She was trembling as I felt a shift in the air Heisenberg was home I was absolutely happy and delighted that he's finally back "What the actual hell did happen here Y/N? It looks like a frikin hurricane went through here and...?" he walked closer and seeing me as I bowed my head as a sign of respect and he turned the nod his smile growing up even more as he removed his hammer and slammed it into the closest wall "Well, well, well what do we have here, my loyal dog has caught a trespassing rascal!" he smiled his charming smile looking at the girl up and down, he tilted his head "Was she the only one that caused the havoc in my factory?!" I nodded my head and said, "They were greeted warmly Sir, and also taken care of!" I heard him chuckle "So doll I'm gonna let you go and of course there's one but in this! So you like games...I presume, yes!" he looked at me and winked I knew what he had in his mind a chase that never ended well for the pray I smiled and nodded "It's a simple game you'll try to find the exit as I count from 10 and if you outrun my Good girl, you'll be free and run away far away, far away!" as he walked towards the girl that had the face that you need to see, it was disgust, revoltingly consumed by fear. I stood on end tasting the chase I could transform thankfully to Karl, he helped me with the modification making me even more agile, faster and all the senses sharpened by 10, maybe even I was more weredog, but it didn't matter I was waiting for the command! Then I heard her standing "You're crazy, both of you!! You are two twisted creatures that don't have a heart...you want to kill me...maybe I look dumb but I'm not I know you killed my friends! You're disgusting...BOTH of you!!!" she screeched making Heisenberg not happy at all the silence was so thick you could slice it with a knife, she stood terrified and she understood her gravely mistake as Heisenberg summoned his hammer and his smile dropped "Let's see what are you made of doll!" he raised his hammer and slammed right in front her feet making her scream and run away "10,9.." I started shifting turning and ready to run after her, baring my teeth I waited for his sign, "8,7 you better run faster doll my sweet y/n is fast enough to get cha!" as we heard her heading to the lowest levels 'What a stupid idiotic, person' I thought as Heisenberg continued "6,5,4...3" I was ready to spring forward as he smiled victoriously "2 I'm sorry kiddo but 1, it's SHOW TIME! Now let me get this straight girlie, we're not the only residents in this factory so if you see someone or rather somethig...You better run!" he laughed I knew that he was talking to her though the com of the radio. He turned to me holding my muzzle and smiled "Let's do it kid I want you to give her a good chase just like with the others and let her regret bringing her excuse of an ass in here, make me a proud puppy and you'll get big reward today" he winked as he scratched my ears "FETCH!". I bolted from my place picking up the smell immediately as I raced through the factory I picked up the smell and started removing pieces from the metal furniture that was in my way I felt it then...it was a trap! The heavy metal of the crane fell on top of me earning a yelp and whine as it trapped me under its weight I heard a maniacal laugh "You're but an excuse of a dog, your master shall die and pay for everything as for how am I going to do this it doesn't matter I hope you die stupid disgusting mutt!" she walked away as I tried to crawl from underneath the metal part I felt it lift and give me way out as I crawled I felt my bones and joints snapping back in place I was healing that was one of my many bonuses. I leat out the most terrific roar shaking the factory the come came to live "Come on sugar, daddy believes in you tear that bitch apart!" I howled and raced through the fabric searching for her and I saw her almost getting out of the building I made a shortcut and jumped in front of her snarling and baring my teeth as a warning sign but she screeched "You damned mutt, how did you survive the trap, nothing this will end you!" she took out a gun making me even madder and aimed it at me "Die you disgusting creature!" there was a whine and a roar I snapped my jaws around her neck tearing it to sherds,splattering blood everwhere, the last thing I remebered the gurling sounds and thum and them Heisenbergs' screaming my name as the adrenaline pumped through me I didn't felt how many bullets I got from this cunt but everything I remember is thudding of my heart, Heisenbergs’ pleads and curses to stay alive and then I was wrapped into darkness, feeling only how someone pickd me up and carriedn me somewhere... To Be continued...

#karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #karlheisenberg #karl heisenberg x you #karlheisenbergxreader #heisenberg x reader #re8 heisenberg #kalr heisenberg x you #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #karl heisenberg resident evil #resident evil fanfic #my fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #heisenberg imagine #A loyal guard dog fanfic #part 1

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thedarkcoven · 2 years

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Mangled Secrets-Enjoy the Show | Part Five

Warning: Murder, Psychotic Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Dark!Bucky, Dark!Steve, Killer AU, PTSD, Anxiety, Talk of suicide attempt and self harm, abuse, tobacco use, alcohol use, Blood/gore, Smut, manipulation, chasing kink, slight noncon, size kink (bucky is 6'4 and reader is 5'0"), age gap-reader is 25 and Loki is 43, choking, face slapping, black mail, noncon, choking, hair pulling, breeding kink, voyeurism, humiliation kink, daddy kink Taglist: @turbolisedcomet @silentkiller2374 @bucky-soldat @charmed-asylum

You were panicking as Bucky held you down while Steve taped your mouth shut then taped your legs together. Loki grinned and gripped your hair as Bucky tied your hands behind your back, You were sure your life was over but Bucky was going to make sure you were alive for him. Soon you saw red and blue lights surrounding your house. You felt relief as police rushed in and took the three into custody. You were saved. All thanks to Sam calling the police in fear of you getting hurt. It's been a few years since the incident and you decided to move as far as you could from the state. You moved two states over and settled down in your own home, transferred universities so you could finish your last year, and found a guy that you cared about a lot who made you happy. You were sitting in your living room on the couch, watching a t.v show while typing away on your laptop to finish a paper you had to write for the upcoming finals; the rain pelting against the windows and the thunder mixed with lightning adding to the ambiance and making the warmth of the fireplace feel cozier. The sound of the doorbell ringing practically made you jump, making you bump your knee really hard against the table. You knew it wasn't your fiance. He was still at work since he worked late nights at the hospital. You sighed and paused the show as the doorbell rang again and made your way over to the door. The metal of the padlock scraped against each other as you unlocked the door to open it. You felt your blood run cold, a sharp stabbing feeling in your heart, and your stomach felt like there was lead pumped into it as you stood and stared at the person in front of you. Bucky looked at you, an expression of relief as he smiled and scanned you with his icy blue eyes. "Y-Y/N. Hi. I know you never want to see me again. I just... I wanted to apologize. Loki had this after-school thing about cults and murderers and shit and it really got into my head and I am so sorry for what I did to you. Could I come in? It's okay if you say no." He seemed to be telling the truth and your gut wasn't telling you anything bad so you agreed. "Sure. Come in. Oh, Buck... You're soaked. I have some clothes you can wear. I'll even get the hairdryer for you. Stand right here." You smiled sweetly at him and rushed to get some clothes from your fiance's dresser and your hairdryer. Once you returned he smiled and began to strip from his soaked clothes. "O-Oh..." You quickly closed your eyes and felt a blush creeping up to your cheeks. "Thank you so much, Y/N. Who's clothes are these? Got a roommate? I hope he doesn't mind that I'm using his clothes." You were too afraid to tell Bucky so you went with it. "Yup. Hi-His name is Helmut. He's working late tonight." Once Bucky was finished and you heard the hairdryer you opened your eyes to see him using the mirror that's hanging on the wall. You couldn't help but smile. "Helmut, huh? He a nice guy?" "Yeah. He's pretty sweet." You turned to walk toward your laptop and slipped your ring off as to not make him hostile because even though you didn't feel that he was lying, you were still scarred from the events. You quickly slipped the ring into the small box you used as a holder for loose change then save your work for the paper. "Still in Uni? I miss them a lot. I miss hanging with you, Steve, and Sam." "Yeah. I do too. Would you want to drink some and relax? I'm going to be making dinner. I can make extra for you." You smiled and grabbed the hairdryer from him, chuckling and getting only our tip-toes so you could dry the back of his head, your fingers running through his now short hair. "They cut your hair in prison? I do miss the long hair but this looks really nice. I like it, James." Bucky turned once you were done and smiled down at you, his hand reaching up and resting on your cheek, his thumb running along your bottom lip. You smiled and were sure he could feel how warm your cheeks were getting. His smile dropped and you noticed, following his gaze and stepping

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from him at the picture of you and Helmut kissing on the mantle. "Helmut isn't your roommate is he?" He clenched his jaw and looked down at you. "N-No, sir." Bucky smirked as he walked towards you, making you walk backward each step he took forward until you were pressed against the wall by the fireplace. "Still so obedient for me after all these years? What would he think of it? Hm..." "James... Please. I-." You let out a shaky breath and looked up at him confused when he started laughing. "Sorry. I am sorry. That was fucked of me to do. I'm happy for you. You seem well taken care of, hun. Show me around the house?" "God, James, you fuckin' ass." You laughed and softly punched his arm then began showing him around the house. It was about four hours later when you had dinner finished, and you were on the couch with Bucky laughing and drinking some wine. You were a bit tipsy but didn't mind the bit of buzz as you heard Helmut walk through the door. Bucky still teased you about taking off your ring because you were scared but understood why. He felt bad that you had to do that. "Hey, love. Who's car is outside-? Y/N... Why is he here? Isn't he suppose to be in jail?" You stopped Helmut before he could grab his phone with a soft kiss. "It's okay. He's not going to hurt me. He got released on therapist terms. His therapist said yes he was manipulated by our professor. He came here to apologize. Come. You must be starving, baby." "I'm sorry, James. Please forgive me." Helmut smiled and walked over to him, shaking his hand. "It is nice to meet you. You staying for dinner?" "Yes. I hope you don't mind. I'll leave once we are finished." "If you'd want. You can stay in the spare room. My clothes seem to fit you well so I have plenty you could use." Bucky smiled and nodded. "Sure. I'll stay tonight. Only if it is okay with, Y/N. She went through a lot and I don't want her to be uncomfortable." "Oh, Buck. Of course. I don't mind. It's nice to catch up with you." You walked over and hugged him tightly before kissing his cheek. "Could you pour more wine for me and get some for Helmut? Pour you more if you'd like too. You sit and relax. I'll bring you your food." Bucky smiled with a small nod and unscrewed the cap as you and Helmut walked to the kitchen. "You really feel safe around him?" Helmut asked grabbing the plate from the kitchen island so you could plate the food. "Yeah. I trust him now. I believe what he is saying is true." You kissed him again with a big smile. Once the food was plated you returned with Bucky's plate and handed it to him with a smile. You giggled as soon as his stomach growled at the smell of food. You unpaused the show and turned it to a different channel, more so for the background noise as the three of you talked. After finishing your drinks and the food, you relaxed by Bucky and smiled at him and Helmut talking about things about men things. All of a sudden you felt dizzy. You knew you should've slowed down with the drinking until your limbs felt numb. The news anchor's words caught your attention as you sluggishly looked at the screen. "Please be on the lookout for this man. James Buchanan Barnes has escaped from prison two days ago and they still haven't found him. If you have any information please dial 9-1-1." "Well. Guess you know the truth now." Bucky chuckled darkly as he stood, grabbing the phone from Helmut's now weak hand. His limps were growing weak and numb. "Bu-Bucky... What did you do?" You whined as he gripped your jaw softly, placing a kiss on your lips. "Taking back my, prize. I missed you so much, baby. So I added a sedative to your and Zemo's drinks. Such a shame you moved on from me. I'm kinda heartbroken, love. And I didn't even get an invitation to the wedding? It's coming up, yeah?" He growled and gripped your hair, making you stare at Helmut. "Ba-Babe. I'm so sorry." You could feel tears run down your face as you went limp. You woke to the sound of music

playing and your hands taped behind your back. The sound of a door opening and closing made you panic as footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs. You realized you were in a basement so your heart began to race more. Bucky smiled as he walked over to you and took off the duct tape that was covering your lips. "Bucky... Please. Please. I am so so sorry. Please. I don't want to die. Please." You sobbed and screamed as he pulled out a knife. "Please! Bucky, stop!! Stop!" "Shut the fuck up! Sh... Shhhh. That's it. Quiet now, baby. I'm not gonna kill you. I just need this." He cut your pants and underwear off with the knife and smirked down at you. "D-Don't. Please. Please, don't. Bucky I trusted you! I thought you changed..." "Can you please shut up? I don't want to tape your mouth again. I want to hear you just not this way." He grabbed a new pair of undies from the dresser that was beside your bed and slid them on you. Baby blue lace panties with a bow in the center of the waistband. "I gotta undo the tape on your arms so I can dress you. Please don't fight me." "I won't. I-I won't. Did you kill, Helmut?" "No, baby. He's still alive. I promise." After removing the tape from your arms he removed your shirt and bra and slipped a cute white dress on you along with a wedding veil. "As long as you cooperate. Bring him in guys! Loki and Steve will be here for our wedding. I broke them out as well. Loki studied to be an ordained minister so we could marry. You'll finally be Mrs. Barnes." You felt empty and like you weren't in your body anymore. Steve smiled big as he helped Zemo down the stairs down to stand to the side with him as Loki came in with the papers. Once he was done with the whole process Bucky looked at you and smiled, gripping your jaw softly. "I do." "And Y/N. Do you take him to be your husband?" "I-I do.." You whined as Bucky squeezed a bit tighter to make sure you knew what you had to say. After pledging yourself to him he let go of your jaw and cupped your face gently in his hands, pressing his lips to yours then pulled back. You could see the twinkle in his eyes, unlike your dead ones who looked blankly at him. "I love you, Y/N. Till death do us part."

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