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granatkoroleva ยท 2 months
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๐๐ž๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฒ!๐€๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐‚๐š๐ฉ!๐€๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š!๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
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For my upcoming fic โ€˜A Knot To Remember
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thevillainswhore ยท 7 months
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A Wolf In Sheepโ€™s Clothing
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Pairing: Dark!Steve Kemp x F!Reader
Word Count: 2.6k
Summary: It was an art - one that took many years and many sacrifices to perfect, and Steve had managed to become a master at it. There was just one thing he would not fully commit to sacrificing, at least not the important parts that kept life essence flowing: you.
Warnings: THIS IS A DARK FIC - PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS - dead dove, kidnapping, mentions of smut (p in v), fingering and oral (fem receiving), implied non-con, degradation, restraints, physical abuse (face slapping), cannibalism (itโ€™s Steve kemp what did you expect?), force feeding, hints of Stockholm syndrome?
A/N: Unbetaโ€™d | dividers created by @rookthorne thank you for also helping me with the summary my love ๐Ÿฅฐ | this oneshot was inspired by the lovely @smutconnoisseur who made me this absolutely stunning moodboard ๐Ÿ˜ญ I just knew I had to write something as soon as I saw it. Thank you so much sweetie, loves you the most ๐Ÿฅน
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โ€œLet me go, you fucking psycho!โ€
Steve merely kept on humming to himself, happily slicing the meat in front of him into finely cut pieces. It took severe attention to detail to finesse the glide of the knife just right, cutting through as smooth as butter.
It had taken quite a long time to get his craft on the line of perfection - years in the making - and now that heโ€™d finally mastered the art, it was as easy as riding a bike. The rush of adrenaline spiking his nerves gave him a hit unlike anything else in his life. This was what he was meant for. Heโ€™d wasted so much time not giving in before.
Wooden screeching against the floor snapped him out of his inner musings, eyes lifting up to see you fidgeting in your chair - presumably trying to escape, but the chains attached to your feet would keep you rooted.
Steve couldnโ€™t help but notice how the glow of the candlelight surrounding you on the dinner table highlighted the beauty in the features of your face. Sunset orange dancing among the shadows, defining your cheekbones and your shoulders decorated in the straps of a pretty dress.
You were so beautiful. Perfect for him.
Placing the meat onto a skillet to cook, Steve wiped his hands and rounded the corner of the kitchen island to join you, the sudden bravado you had earlier evaporating while terror took over your body. His cock shouldnโ€™t have gotten hard seeing the tears gathering on your lash line, but those glassy eyes reminded him of a deer in fright, ready to run. And fuck, would he love the chase.
โ€œBambiโ€ฆ join me.โ€
It was haunting, the kind smile Steve let loose as he held out his hand to you after arriving by your side. No wasnโ€™t an answer, and you did well to stand up on your shaky legs - from still recovering or fear, he wasnโ€™t sure - quietly proud of you either way.
Flashbacks of you clumsily tripping over the bed to go relieve yourself on the toilet crossed his mind as he brought you to the middle of the living room. After fucking you three times in one night, leaving you screaming his name and begging for more each time, he couldnโ€™t help be prideful watching you stumble your way out of the room. Just like a doe learning to walk for the first time.
Of course, the chains rattling with each step you took while limping werenโ€™t part of the memory. The heavy breaths were familiar though, smirk crawling onto his face as he imagined your adorable squeaks while he ate your cunt like he was man starved.
Once Steve had directed you into the middle of the living room rug, he brought you closer to him, slipping his arm over your waist as you flinched, and grabbing your other hand to hold as he began to slowly dance. He was thoughtful enough to keep his steps light and be extra careful with you.
Deciding it was too much of a distraction for you a long time ago, Steve had decided to forego music in the house - it let your mind switch off and he wanted your brain alertโ€ฆ in the present. Solely on him and every move he made. So, he graced you with his singing voice instead, whispering the lyrics to โ€˜Restless Heartโ€™ in your ear.
Steve felt the shaking of your chest before your uncontrollable sobs cut through his singing. Heโ€™d be offended had he no clue how scared his Bambi was.
โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong, Bambi? Huh? Donโ€™t you like it here with me?โ€
โ€œI w-want to go h-home.โ€ You stuttered.
Steve sighed and lifted your head up with his palms, kissing your forehead and leaning down to your watery eyeline to speak to you directly.
โ€œOh, babyโ€ฆโ€ his condescending tone gave away his faux concern for you, โ€œyou know I canโ€™t let you do that.โ€
You began to heave, breaths coming in fast and heavy with panic - Steve almost felt a crack in his heart. Almost.
Truth be told, Steve knew you were it for him. Ever since he first saw you from the corner of his eye walking down the fruit and vegetable aisle, heโ€™d been bewitched.
Youthful, tight skin, good looking.
You ticked all the boxes for himโ€ฆ and the rest of his client base.
Heโ€™d caught other women before - gorgeous, just the right amount of meat on their thighs to keep the buyers happy.
They were good. However, they didnโ€™t compare to you.
Normally, Steve would be excited to find new prey. The cat and mouse play of picking out women to cut up and sell. But, you were different. Steve wanted you all for himself.
See, you werenโ€™t just a pretty face, you were witty, funny, intelligent - maybe not smart enough to see what was coming, but he didnโ€™t hold that against you, he was just too conniving after all.
And those goddamn dates he took you on, paving the path for his plan to come to fruition, when he found himself enjoying your company. Steve wanted to spend all of his time with you, willingly.
That was when he decided he didnโ€™t want to go along with his usual plans. Instead, he wanted to date you. See where this relationship could go.
So, he took you to his house tucked away in a secluded area - the excuse of wanting a weekend without the modern world bothering you in disguise of your questioning to the lack of signal or Wi-Fi.
Honestly, he didnโ€™t initially plan to drug you. The opportunity justโ€ฆ sprung onto him. Too tempting to not listen to his base instincts and ignore the spiked wine hidden in the alcohol cabinet.
A voice in the back of his head told him he shouldnโ€™t be doing that, he vividly remembered it. The urge to get a kick out of his charades with someone as good as you overpowered it, though.
Steve wasnโ€™t proud of himself afterwards, but how could he be blamed? Heโ€™d worked out a successful routine before he stumbled on you. Wooing girls fitting his mental meat quality checklist and eventually luring them into his second home. It was only natural to follow his instincts, what heโ€™d made of himself.
You especially werenโ€™t happy when you found yourself on his home operating table, opening your eyes to realise your boyfriend was taking your ass.
Weirdly, he didnโ€™t find guilt in the thrill he took from that - that seemed to sicken you the most. He remembered how you lunged for him, screaming about the insanity of his pleasures when you woke up after the surgery to find him sitting in your caged prison. Cutting into your delicate skin to watch the stream of blood flow down your rump to then hearing him laughing to himself as he showed you the flesh stolen away from your body had your head spinning - dangling it from his fingers in front of your face.
It wasnโ€™t too long after that you passed out from overexertion. If only you knew the way he used you to take care of himself after that.
It may have been confusing to understand, but Steve genuinely thought the world of you. Those few months of dating spent together changed his mind on whether heโ€™d find a companion ever again.
Finding love alongside Steveโ€™s hobby had been difficult to put it lightly. His first wife knew of his side activities coinciding with his doctoral career. That was why he settled being with her, someone who was accepting of who he was. But, although she may have put up with what he was doing, she didnโ€™t initiate that spark within Steve - that buried, deep seated fire that begged to be set free. Steve wanted to be seen, to be loved in his entirety.
There was no shame in that.
That was what led to the downfall of his marriage, Steve was no longer interested in the farce of keeping up appearances with a woman who didnโ€™t truly understand him. Which is why she had to go. Just divorcing wasnโ€™t an option, she knew too much.
Then came along you. His pretty doe, who captured his heart from a glance.
As your hysteria whittled on, Steve hugged you tight to his chest.
Heโ€™d kept you here for a month in total now. Four glorious weeks of spending time with you alone, bonding together. Your feistiness only made his cock grow in his slacks whenever you put up a fight.
His little doe didnโ€™t put out easy - just how he liked it.
As your tears continued to soak his dress shirt further, he shushed your cries, keeping you close and he swayed side to side in comfort.
The beeping of the oven hob, interrupted Steveโ€™s attempt at soothing you. The meat was cooked and it was time to plate up the dinner heโ€™d made for the two of you.
Bringing you away from his chest, Steve smoothed your hair behind your ears, wiping his thumbs under your swollen eyes to get rid of your tears. Holding your arm, he again directed you back towards the table to sit down, clamped your hands back into the cuffs attached before walking towards the kitchen.
Peaking over, Steve noticed you had calmed down and collected yourself by the time he was adding the peppermint sauce over the mashed potatoes and meat.
He had high hopes on your opinion of his cooking, what you thought mattered to him, believe it or not. It was his real passion beside becoming a plastic surgeon, and he wanted you of all people to like it.
Gracefully, Steve walked on over with his finished plates and set one on each placemat. Your head was bowed, eyes set on the meal set in front of you.
โ€œWhat is it?โ€
Your mousy voice spoke up and had Steve looking down at you, lifting your chin up with two fingers so he could see your face.
โ€œYour favourite, sweetheart. Steak and mashed potato.โ€
A shudder racked through your body as Steve smirked, dropping your face and grabbing the large napkin to fan out over your thighs. He smoothed the material over your legs and traced the tips of his fingers along your bare skin. The sight of you inching away didnโ€™t sit well with Steve, pinching you to hear that familiar yelp he loved so much.
He began to get settled in his seat, combing his styled hair back with his fingers before beginning to cut up the meat on his plate.
โ€œYou remember our dinner date don't you, baby? You ordered the exact same thing when the waiter asked. Poor boy couldnโ€™t keep his eyes to himself when I made you speak as I fucked you with my fingers.โ€
Steve knows you didnโ€™t want him to hear the gasp that couldnโ€™t be kept in. Adorable. You were still so shy around him.
But he didnโ€™t appreciate how long your silence lingered, looking up to see you still staring down at your food, untouched.
The knife clashing down on the plate made you jump in your seat. You didnโ€™t want to eat, no bother. Steve would help you.
Stabbing a cut of meat with his fork, Steve carefully leaned over the table to hold the steak up to your mouth for you to take a bite.
โ€œOpen up, my little doe.โ€
Steve saw your mouth opening up, happy to see you were cooperating with his request. You were finally making progress. Only for you to suddenly move your head to the side as he got close and bite down onto his hand, hard.
The fury built up in Steve as he snatched his hand away, fork scattering onto the table as he released it. In instant retaliation, Steve backhanded you across the face, sending your head whipping over to the side as blood spurted out your mouth.
โ€œBad girl.โ€
Blood from the force of his hit trickled down the corner of your mouth. You hadnโ€™t moved from your spot for a second before Steve grabbed the front of your neck, bringing you closer over the table and ignoring your squeak of pain.
โ€œNow, eat what I so graciously cooked you before I fucking force it down your throat.โ€ His spit from the anger of his voice shot out onto your face. Steve shoved you back before slumping into his own seat once again.
His hot and cold nature always had you on edge, but you were used to it by now. Is that what he really deserved after being so thoughtful to you?
Steve observed you closely. Watching your every move should you try something like that again. Only would you get away with something like that once.
You picked up the fork dropped, meat still intact on the silverware and inspected it thoroughly. He knew you were looking for hints of poison or something that indicated heโ€™d drugged you. He threatened it enough times for you to be wary.
He wasnโ€™t sure what you would have preferred once you found out.
Opening your mouth, you placed the meat tenderly onto your tongue and closed to begin eating.
Steve waited until you had swallowed. Intently watching you chew before you were finished with your bite. He gave it a second before sitting back up, taking the fork from you and stabbing another piece, ready to start his meal.
Not before letting you in on his secret ingredient. โ€œI always said you tasted good, didnโ€™t I, Bambi?โ€
Cold dread visibly washed over your face as you went deadly quiet. Your hands began to abnormally shake. Steve just sat there and watched as your body went into emotional turmoil.
There wasnโ€™t much you could have done, chained to the table, hyperventilating. It wasnโ€™t even as if you could have stuck your fingers down your throat to throw it back up, fingers too far out of reach to even try. It didnโ€™t stop you from dry heaving over the side of the table, retching loudly.
Eventually, the panic your body sent you in, along with your howling cries from despair allowed you to get worked up enough to throw up. Regurgitated meat mixed with bile landing on the carpet as Steve carried on eating - unfazed.
It took you a while for your body to finally relax, for your mind to comprehend what Steve just made you do. Sweat dripped down your face as you forced your body back upright, too weak to fully keep your eyes open as you hoarsely spoke.
โ€œWhy are you doing this?โ€
You looked defeated, body slumped with dark circles under your eyes, shivering like Steve hadnโ€™t cranked the heating up.
Steve wiped his mouth. He understood you were an acquired taste, not for the lightheaded - youโ€™d get used to it eventually though. He thought you were delicious, cleaning up his plate entirely.
He looked directly into your eyes after he finished eating, voice devoid of emotion. โ€œIsnโ€™t it obvious? I love you.โ€
Your reply is instant โ€œNo, you donโ€™t.โ€
Darkness blackered his pupils. Body still and uptight as he went still. Steve pushed his plate away and leaned his forearms onto the table, never stopping staring as you squirmed in your seat.
โ€œDonโ€™t you ever question my love for you again. Do you hear me?โ€
You swallowed the presumed lump in your throat.
Steve couldnโ€™t understand how you didnโ€™t know how much he cared for you. You were here, eating in his dining room. Heโ€™d sacrificed customer sales by keeping you to himself. He loved you. Youโ€™d understand one day though. Heโ€™d make sure of it.
โ€œGive it time, Bambi. I know youโ€™ll learn to love me back.โ€
โ€œAnd if I donโ€™t?โ€ There was one last inch of life in your eyes, a thin thread of hope holding on for dear life. Steve could see it clear as day, the embers in your irises dying out with each moment he took to answer.
He knew he had you then, the gut punch of his response blowing out the flame once and for all.
โ€œFunnyโ€ฆ you think you have a choice.โ€
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andrea1717 ยท 7 months
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All Caps Bingo Masterlist:
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I managed to finish my whole card and i am very happy about it. I loved creating for these prompts so thank you @allcapsbingo and special thank you to @smutconnoisseur and to everyone who motivated me.
My Works:
You can find the whole collection here . Some of these works are parts of other series but can mostly also be read as standalone.
x New Beginnings
Bucky meets Alpine and someone else. (1,7k - Teen and up)
x The First Anniversary
Steve and Bucky celebrate their first anniversary with some news and lots of spice. (3,8k - Explicit)
x From Distance to Closeness
Two years after their breakup Bucky and Steve meet again by surprise and want to figure out if there is room for a second chance. (5,9k - Teen and up)
x It was only us
A summer day in Steve and Bucky's life in Wakanda. (1,3k - Mature)
x Four
Four of Bucky's birthdays through the years. (1,1k - Teen and up)
x Temptation
Steve Rogers is part of a team of cops who have to investigate a brutal murder in 1991 Los Angeles. He didn't expect to fall for the major suspect, Bucky Barnes. (26,6k - Explicit)
x The Perfect Day
Wedding Planner Bucky Barnes meets his secret crush. Too bad that Steve Rogers is the groom. (3k - General)
x Two
Two times Bucky tries to get close to Steve and a few times were they are close. (1,1k - Mature)
x Paper and Ugly Shirts
Bucky and Steve hate each other. But they also can't keep their hands off of each other. (1,7k - Mature)
x The Last Days|The First Days
Steve and Bucky meet at the last days of their old life and wonder if there is a future for them. (2,4k - Mature)
x Stucky at Six
Steve and Bucky are best friends and for their new live show they have to pretend to date. Easy, right? (7k - Teen and up)
x The First Time 2.0
Steve and Bucky have yet another First Time together. (I recommend reading after the first three parts) (1k - Mature)
x I hate you, I love you
Bucky Barnes hates Steve Rogers. Weirdly he also can't keep his hands off of him. (13k - Explicit)
x The Flow
Just a little sad Ballet AU & Moodboard. (332 words - Mature)
x The Lighthouse
A moodboard & a snippet from my upcoming "Ghost Story". (156 words - Mature)
x No Roomservice (1)
This is the moodboard, playlist and a snippet from my upcoming Stucky Horror AU. (274 words - Mature)
x Cupcakes & Chaos
Bucky can't believe it when Captain America Steve Rogers comes to his bakery. It sets a lot of chaotic momets in motion. (3,2k - Teen and up)
Thank you for all the love <3
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stuckybingo ยท 2 months
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It is time to Resurrect Stucky!
Reclists Part 3
Back in December, the call was put out for fans to create a Stucky Renaissance on Tumblr. We at Stucky Bingo are all about our two favorite centenarians and participants for this event helped to create a series of reclists for all of our fellow Stucky enthusiasts to enjoy.
This reclist is dedicated to Fanart! Whether it is drawings, manips, or moodboards, it is all amazing.
I'd do more for you but I can't by Rufferto (Teen, Fanart, Warnings: Hydra, Winter Soldier) An AU where The winter Soldier never goes in for repairs without a fuss, that is unless a blonde tech named Grant James is there. The tech is actually Steve Rogers in disguise trying to get Bucky back.In order to fix Bucky he has to accidentally hurt him which Steve is sure is a certain type of villainy that doesn't sit well in his stomach. Hydra goons are everywhere and there's only so much he can do for now while he's been secretly transformed to only resemble Captain America to get to the Winter Soldier.
Beyond the finish line by otp-holic (General, Moodboard) What if Steve and Bucky were professional cyclists...
Waiting For Something More by Rufferto (Teen, Fanart) Cap and Bucky meet and Bucky has taken drastic measures to finally get his attention.
Steve? | Sketches by petiteallemande (General, Fanart) Steve watches Bucky turn to dust.
HoeHoeHoe by elkleggs (General, Fanart) Steve and Bucky making out.
Breakfast by capibuck (General, Fanart) Bucky cooking with Steve behind him, both smiling.
Like you latte by Smutconnoisseur (General, Moodboard ) Cafรฉ owner Steve finally makes a move on the cute caffeine enthusiast author who spends his mornings typing away in his shop
Diplomatic incident by petite-madame (Teen, Fanart) Iโ€™m very flattered and I know itโ€™s a present, butโ€ฆIโ€™m not really sure about the outfit andโ€ฆ Tututu. Exactly, itโ€™s a PRESENT. From Princess Shuri HERSELF, so you got nothing to want. Or d'you want to create a diplomatic incident? ANOTHER ONE ? Alienating the whole U.N. wasnโ€™t enough, you wish to add to the list the only country thatโ€™s willing to help us? Pfff, you are just feeling self-conscious because a couple of kids told you โ€œHi, Jesus, can you multiply our sandwiches?โ€ when we were visiting the town this morning
sorry by muffinshark (Teen, Fanart) Steve with his head in Bucky's lap and Bucky embracing him
Strangers in the Night by purpleicedteas (Teen, Moodboard) Steve and Bucky's mornings in bed.
artistโ€™s model by muffinshark (Teen, Fanart) Bucky gets dressed as Steve finishes painting
the artist by muffinshark (Teen, Fanart) Steve's drawings of Bucky with some doodles Bucky added
Fur Babies by Girl_Back_There (General, Moodboard) Steve and Bucky's Fur Babies
The Life of Bucky Barnes by petite-madame (Teen, Fanart Series) Images from Bucky Barnes' Instagram. My life with Steve, mainly, and tons of other stuff. Don't call me James.
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granatkoroleva ยท 7 months
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๐„๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ฒ ๐„๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
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Pairing โŠณ Silver Fox!Single Parent!Bucky Barnes x Nomad!Doctor!Steve Rogers
Word Count โŠณ 4k
Warnings โŠณ No Archive Warnings
Rating โŠณ E
Summary โŠณ It's simple math. One stray, untrustworthy hammer + one home accident + one stubborn daughter = ten digits.
Where does it say that just because he's got grey hair, he can't be smooth? He's grumpy, not dead.
Tags โŠณ Alternate Universe - No Powers, Grumpy Bucky Barnes, Older Man/Younger Man, Nomad!Doctor!Steve Rogers, First Meetings, Emergency Room, Doctor/Patient (Briefly), Awkward Flirting, POV Alternating, Fluff, PWP, Happy Ending, Fluff, Smut, Attempt At Humor
Square Fills + Prompt โŠณ
B5 + Emergency Room | @allcapsbingo card # AC1094
O5 + Inconvenient Attraction | @allcapsbingo card # AC1094
Chapter one | Chapter two
Author's Notes โŠณ Moodboard made by yours truly | AO3 Link | Masterlist
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granatkoroleva ยท 1 year
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๐–๐š๐ซ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ
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Not without you
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granatkoroleva ยท 1 year
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๐‚๐š๐Ÿ๐ž ๐Ž๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐ซ!๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐‚๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐„๐ง๐ญ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐š๐ฌ๐ญ&๐€๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ
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๐‹๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐‹๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž
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Created for @stuckybingo
Square : B5 | Meet Cute
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granatkoroleva ยท 7 months
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๐•๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ž!๐Š๐ข๐ง๐ !๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง!๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ
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Created for my series โ€˜Interview To Be My Vampire //
Bingo fill: AU:Vampire | @allcapsbingo | Card #AC1094
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granatkoroleva ยท 10 months
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๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐จ๐ง
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Title โŠณ Losing My Religion
Fandom โŠณ Marvel, Captain America
Rating โŠณ E
Pairing โŠณ Priest!James Bucky Barnes x Demon!Nomad! Steve Rogers
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Word Count โŠณ 1.3K
Summary โŠณ A priest must protect his secrets at the cost of his faith while grappling with his own inner demons.
Warnings โŠณ Alternate Universe - Priests, Priest Kink, Demon Steve Rogers, Church Sex, Sacrilegious, Hierophilia, Daddy Kink, Submission, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Feels, Protectiveness, Dom/sub Undertones
Square + Prompt โŠณ
@buckybarnesevents | ALTERNATE JUNE-IVERSE! | Prompt Filled: C - 1 Priest | C4014 (2)
@allcapsbingo | Card #AC1094 | Square B - 1 | Prompt: Forbidden Loves
@anyfandomkinkbingo | Square B - 2 | Face Fucking
Also, created for the @slashmultiverse Pride Prompts - Day 24: Salvation
Author's Note โŠณ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž | Masterlist | AO3
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granatkoroleva ยท 1 year
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๐ƒ๐š๐๐๐ฒ!๐€๐ง๐๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐›๐ž๐ซ/๐๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฒ!๐“๐‰ ๐‡๐š๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐
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For my fic Daddy Delights, made and written for @cable-knit-sweater
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๐€๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ก๐š!๐†๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ง๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‚๐จ๐š๐œ๐ก!๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐Ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐š!๐†๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ง๐š๐ฌ๐ญ!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ
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Made for @ladybugdreamerโ€™s fic Twirling Aeriels Around My Heart
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๐Š๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐Œ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง!๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž!๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
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Created for my ficโ€™ Lost In The Depths
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๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐๐ซ๐ž-๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ!๐‚๐š๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ฒ!๐’๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
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Created for my upcoming fic โ€˜A Hunk, A Hunk Of Burning Love
Bingo fill: AU: Firefighter | @allcapsbingo | Card #AC1094
Mature Content Below
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Bucky begins to panic as time runs out and his rescue attempts for the owner have failed. He rushes through the apartment and enters the master bedroom and skids to a halt.
Inside, is a naked blonde spread eagle, splayed across silk sheeted double bed with a red spiked toy in his hand. Bucky is frozen, his fingers twitching, until he locks eyes with the man who smirks and throws a wink at him. Only then does Bucky notice the blinking camera positioned at the end of the mattress, and blushes.
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Requested by @hannahshattuck ๐Ÿ–ค
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๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ก ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐€ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐จ๐ง
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Title โŠณ The Triumph Of A Champion
Fandom โŠณ Marvel, Captain America
Rating โŠณ M
Pairing โŠณ Roman!Royalty!James Bucky Barnes x Gladiator!Steve Rogers
Word Count โŠณ < 1K
Summary โŠณ In the midst of a gladiator fight in the Colosseum, a young king finds solace and courage in the unwavering support of his consort.
Warnings โŠณ Alternate Universe - Gladiators, Platonic marriage, King Bucky Barnes, Gladiator Steve Rogers, Minor Violence, Sword-fighting, Light Angst, Bucky Barnes Loves Steve Rogers, Inappropriate Erections, Historical Inaccuracy, Minor Character Death, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Pre-World War II Bucky Barnes
Square + Prompt โŠณ
@buckybarnesevents | ALTERNATE JUNE-IVERSE! | Prompt Filled: C - 2 Historical | C4014 (2)
Also, created for the @slashmultiverse Pride Prompts - Day 15: Crowds
Author's Note โŠณ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž | Masterlist | AO3
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๐Œ๐จ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ง!๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฑ ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ!๐€๐ซ๐ข ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐จ๐ง
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Created for my ficโ€™ Bubble Bath Dreams
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