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rydenwrites · 2 months

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Hii my dear writer I hope everything is going well for you💕

It is been so long since your last update😭I hope you can give us a new chapter of steve and bucky and our dear Jess🥺

Hello!! ♥

Eh, I'm okay but I'm in a bad place right now with unemployment and such and trying to find my barrings so there's not a lot of writing going on at the moment... I'm hoping to find the motivation and inspiration soon tho!

I have not abandoned Jess and the bois, I promise! Please bear with me and hopefully there will be an update "soon" ♥

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rydenwrites · 6 months

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Hi! I hope this message finds you well!

I have been reading "blood will have blood" and I was wondering when we may get some new chapters? Thank you so much!

Hi!! ♥

I'm so glad you're liking the story! As for now, it's kind of on a hiatus 'cause I'm working on my original story at the moment and I don't want to lose my mojo for that. BMHB is not over and it's not abandoned, and it never will be, but sadly it might take some time until it's updated. I hope you stick around for it tho! ♥

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rydenwrites · 8 months

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WELCOME TO LITCHFIELD!

Made this little collage to show parts of the inside of Litchfield prison and some of the characters from the show Orange is the New Black, which is what inspired 'Blood must have blood'.

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“Alright, Baby Blues,” Nichols said, meaning you. “What you do to land yourself in here? What, was there a shoplifting incident gone wrong or something?” she chuckled.

You looked down nervously, clearing your throat several times over in hopes of finding the words.

“We-well, um, no. I-I-I, there-there was an incident. With my brother. Stepbrother!” You were quick to add. “Kind of, a…um, self-defense situation gone… wrong.”

You kept your eyes down on your food instead of meeting their eyes, letting them work it all out themselves. When you finally did dare sneak a peek, Nichols was watching you intently.

“I don’t get it,” Morello pointed out, still chewing her food.

Nichols made quick work of spelling it out for everyone.

“She killed her brother.”

Morello stopped chewing, releasing a weak ‘oh’. The nun drew a deep breath once realization hit her.

“Stepbrother,” you corrected. “It was an accident.”

Nichols laughed like your addition had been redundant.

“Oh, I’m sure it was, kid! I-I mean, look at you. He’d have to be the tiniest thing in the world for you to up and murder the guy,” she chuckled, the others joining in, all in jest. “He wasn’t, was he?” she asked worriedly. “’Cause if he was, I’m gonna look like the biggest douchbag ever, ya know.”

You forced a tug of your cheeks, grateful to have it be light-hearted more than anything.

“No, no, he wasn’t,” you said. “He was… a guard actually.”

Morello pointed at you with her plastic fork.

“Wait, you don’t mean Millers, do you?”

You froze at the mere mention of his name, let alone in a place where no one should know it.

“Who?” Yoga asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Nicky said. “That Millers guy, remember? Short blonde hair, tattoos here and there, black spiral earing. Real sadistic fuck. Not like Pornstache, but you know. Not really a prodigy either.” Nichols looked at you worriedly, chewing on the end of her fork, her food long gone. “You didn’t know he worked here?”

You just shook your head and whispered a ‘no’.

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rydenwrites · 8 months

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HARPIES!!! ♥

That's right, I'm baaaaack! Well, there's an update at least!

Chapter 65 of 'Blood must have blood' is now up! ♥

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Eleven days.

That’s how long it had been since that night in the laundry room.

Eleven days.

Apparently that’s all it took. All it took for you to stop thinking of them as abusers. As tyrants. As sadists. As rapists.

As the villains making your life a living hell and wearing the badge with honour. All it took for you to forget.

Eleven days, and you were dreaming about that very same laundry room, but in a totally different setting.

Eleven days, and you had repainted the whole picture.

Eleven days.

Eleven fricking days.

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Check it out! ♥

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rydenwrites · 11 months

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THANK YOU PUMPKIN ♥ ♥ ♥

Means the world to me that you made this art for the fic ♥

Happy birthday Blood must have blood! ♥ ♥ ♥

HAPPY BELATED 3RD BIRTHDAY TO AN AMAZING STORY BY @rydenwrites <3 <3 <3 Can't believe it's been three years since this story came out into the world to bless us with it's ah-mazingness.

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rydenwrites · 11 months

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WE HAVE AN UPDATE!!

That's right, Chapter 64 of 'Blood must have blood' is now up and running on AO3 ♥

Here's a little snippet of this chapter:

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You’d been sitting on that bed for what felt like an hour while the men talked amongst themselves outside the door. Their voices carried, but not enough for you to make out any words. From time to time your name pop up, but that didn’t faze you. You knew you were the topic of conversation, otherwise they would have stayed in the dorm room with you.

It’s a weird thing to have people make it known that they’re going to step away to talk about you, but not include you. Not so much in the ‘they’re talking shit about me’ sort of way that everyone worries about when people leave a room, because they’re seldom that obvious about it in those cases. This was different. With Bruce, Steve and Bucky, they either talked above your head like you weren’t even there in the first place, or they acknowledged your presence enough that they left the room to talk about you. It’s strange to be the topic of conversation, but never be included. It’s like you’re important enough to discus, but not worth enough to have a say.

You wondered what they were talking about. Even more so when you spotted them turning around in your periphery to look at you. You didn’t look up, but you felt their gaze stay on you for quite some time. Didn’t they trust you enough to be alone for one minute? Was that it? Or was it out of care, to see if you needed a shoulder to cry on?

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I hope you enjoy the chapter in full ♥

I'm not gonna get your hopes up, I'm still in a weird place and having trouble writing so updates will come when they come, but rest assure that I'm doing the best I can to keep things moving along. No matter how long it takes, the story will NEVER be abandoned. You have my word ♥

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rydenwrites · 1 year

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NEW CHAPTER UP ON AO3!

That’s right, Chapter 63 of ‘Blood must have blood’ is now up and running on AO3! ♥

Btw, what do we think of the collage I made above? Been playing around a little... I’ll post some more for each character and some snippets from the story regarding said character and hopefully enhance the experience of it all. Just let me know what you think!

Here’s a little snippet from TODAY’S chapter. Enjoy!

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“Hi, Jess,” Steve said after a beat of silence.

Your eyes jumped up for a split second again, a tug of war going on inside your mind. Should you open up? Was that safe? Was it safe not to open up? They had come all this way because Bruce had said you needed them, surely they were expecting information.

You cleared your throat to be able to get any words out, but even a small word came out raspy and shrill.

“H-hi…”

Bucky and Steve looked at each other, a look of pity painted on their faces upon hearing your voice. They hated the sound of sadness in your voice. It didn’t belong there. Nothing but happiness and joy should ever be heard, it was the least you deserved after all you’d been through. After all they had put you through… But they hoped to be the reason for happiness instead soon enough.

“Banner told us you got some bad news,” Bucky said gently. “Care to tell us about it, Jess? You don’t have to of course, we’re here for you no matter what.”

He just had to add that last bit, wanting desperately for you to know their intentions were nothing but that of support and care. There was nothing too bad or too rough for them to handle when it came to you, and there was no pushing them away from any unsightly things. They were in it for the long haul, and they wanted you to know that.

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Damn, these bois are delusional... LOVE IT!

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rydenwrites · 1 year

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Hello Harpies!! ♥

I know it’s been a looong time coming, but Chapter 62 of ‘Blood must have blood’ is now up and live!!

And I’m on a roll with the writing so I hope to update the following chapter SOON!

And, in case you hadn’t noticed, I’ve changed my user name both here and on AO3 to RydenWrites instead of Jojjokiwi because I’ve changed my name legally and didn’t want a constant reminder of my old name.

Here’s a little teaser for the chapter:

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Turning back into their drive, both men slowed their steps and ended the session on their watches, clocking the time as nothing unusual for such a leisure run; it was just a chance to get out and clear their minds more than actual exercise.

“We should do this more often,” Bucky said, a slight pant in his breath.

Steve threw a look over his shoulder, Bucky walking just a few steps behind.

“Yeah? Can’t get enough of my company, huh?”

Bucky snorted at the comment as they both walked in through the kitchen door, leaving it open behind them to let the fresh breeze in.

“What can I say, Stevie? Working and living together just ain’t cuttin’ it for me anymore. I need more. Hey, how ‘bout we tear down that wall between our bedrooms and make it one, big master bedroom? I promise I’ll be the big spoon if you want.”

Steve laughed at the picture Bucky painted with his words. Waking up next to a tousled haired, half naked Bucky Barnes was not how he wanted to start his day. He’d bumped into the man plenty times at the ass crack of dawn, and that was not a sight he wanted to be his first every morning.

“Yeah, sure, get the sledgehammer and start hacking away at that wall and we’ll be spooning and cuddling before you know it.”

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rydenwrites · 1 year

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Hello everyone! ♥

Today this account is turning 2 years old! And, for those of you who haven’t already noticed, I’ve changed my username from Jojjokiwi to RydenWrites, both here on Tumblr and on AO3. That’s because I’ve changed my legal name after coming out as nonbinary and I didn’t want to see my old nickname as much, but rather have it follow my journey ♥

My more than lovely friend and family @pumpkin69spice made this (and more) beautiful banner for me in order to celebrate the change and I’m over the moon about them all! I’ll show them in the posts to come to let them all have their time to shine ♥

As for ‘Blood must have blood’, there is a new chapter coming soon! I’ve just taken some time off to rest my brain and step away from the AU and focus on my mental health, but there is no need to worry; THE STORY WILL NEVER BE ABANDONED! ♥

Till then; I wish everyone happy and safe and calm holidays, and I’ll be back sooner rather than later with a new chapter. But since y’all are so amazing and I love you all so much, here’s a little snippet of what’s to come ♥

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The line rang for hours it seemed. Almost mockingly it went about its loop of rings, never changing, never interrupted, just baiting you with a silent dare of hanging up. A bait you never took. The longing to just hear her voice, no matter what was said, kept hope burning inside you and never allowed your hand to drop the phone.

Left alone in Bruce’s office, you had the chance to look around, to snoop even if you wanted to because you knew he trusted you enough to leave you in peace with your call, but you couldn’t bring yourself to even move. Your eyes strained and burned as they were frozen staring at a dried ink spot on the desk, silently praying that if you just didn’t move, didn’t disturb the air, your wish of someone picking up the phone would be granted. And it was.

“Ellsworth Downs Hospital and Facility, how may I help you?”

Shakily you drew a breath, your lungs thanking you greatly as they had been deprived of oxygen when you waited. You didn’t even know you had been holding your breath, let alone how much you needed air.

“H-hi, hey, hi, uhm… I’m, uh… I’m calling to see if, uh… If I could please talk to S-Sarah Harper Millers?”

“And who may I ask is calling?”

“Her-her daughter.”

“Her daughter?” the receptionist asked, clearly surprised.

“Uhm… yeah. Jess, Jessabelle Harper.”

“Please hold….”

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Stay tuned and I’ll see you soon! ♥

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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Are you still updating? I love the Stockholm syndrome parts.. I need Jess to end up being their little housewife

Hi!!

Yes, I'm still working on BMHB, but I've taken a break due to my mental health being bad and I've lost motivation to do anything that isn't just surviving. Updates will come, but I don't know when. The story will NEVER be abandoned, I promise you that ♥

Guess we'll just have to wait and see how it all ends, won't we? ;)

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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HELLO HARPIES!!! ♥

I’m baaaaack with another chapter for y’all and I hope the thirsty pics above lured you in ;)

No, Steve doesn’t have a beard or that hair in the fic (according to me of course) but the pic was hot as fuck so sue me.. I’m only human, okay?!

Chapter 61 of ‘Blood must have blood’ is now live! ENJOY! ♥ ♥ ♥

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The sun was beaming down on them, slithering its way through the tree tops to cast interesting shadows on the ground as the birds were chirping away on the branches. Safe to say, it was a beautiful morning to do some maintenance work on their bikes and enjoy the weather, and at least pretend that they weren’t just procrastinating. It wasn’t like all they could think of was you or anything…

Both men were crouched down beside their bikes which stood between them, tools and bolts and nuts scattered across the driveway as they cleaned them and oiled all the parts that needed it. They took excellent care of their motorcycles, and it showed; they were always in tip top condition, shining and glistening in the sunlight as the loud exhaust roared in the air like an angry lion when they sped down the country roads. Even now, deconstructed and left bare as they waited in silence, Steve and Bucky made sure to keep them clean and away from any stray drops of oil. It was a great way to keep their hands and minds busy. At least for a while.

“What do you think Jess thinks of motorcycles?” Bucky asked as he screwed back one of the now clean bolts.

Steve raised a quick eyebrow as per usual. If Bucky had a signature smirk, then Steve had a signature brow raise. Along with a quick head tilt to the side. It was all a part of the fine machinery that made up Steve Rogers.

“I don’t know. I mean, Millers had a bike so maybe she connects it to him, and I doubt that’s a very fond memory.”

“Yeah…” Bucky muttered lowly. “At least our bikes are different, though, right? That’s gotta count for something.”

“Yeah,” Steve said as he rose to his feet, a rag in his hands to clean them. “Besides, something tells me Jess wasn’t really someone he was trying to impress, with his motorcycle or otherwise.”

Bucky scoffed as he picked up a wrench from the ground and got to work on securing the nuts and bolts back in place.

“I think you’re right, pal. That guy was all about talking a big game, but when it came down to it, he was nothing more than an insecure little boy with shiny toys to impress chicks with. Nothing more fundamental than that. And I doubt anything about that was very impressing to Jess.”

At least they both had more depth than that.

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Go to AO3 for the full chapter!

See you there! ♥

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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HELLO HARPIES!!

That’s right, I’m back with another chapter!

I wasn’t planning on posting anything yet, but given the circumstances of what is going on in America and the horrible news of Roe v. Wade being overturned, I wanted to give everyone a distraction from reality, even if just for a moment ♥

My heart goes out to everyone, and if there's anything someone from abroad can do to help, please tell me in the comments, I want to do whatever I can to help ♥

If you are living in America and you or anyone you know need an abortion, there are sites to help, such as THIS. "Get fast, safe and affordable abortion pills shipped to your home. Consult with a medical provider within 24 hours. Medications are shipped daily. Financial assistance available. HSA and FSA accepted."

You are not alone in this fight, and whatever I can do to help I will do it. Like giving my readers a moment of reprise ♥

So, without any further ado, here is CHAPTER 60 of ‘Blood must have blood’ and a little snippet below.

ENJOY! ♥

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Steve was standing in the bathroom, leaning over the sink with his hands firmly planted on the counter, staring down at them like he was transfixed. He noted the small cuts. The dried blood. The slight bruising over some of the knuckles where they had collided with bone beneath skin. He looked and looked and no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t find it in him to feel bad. Because he didn’t. Not in the slightest.

There are many different kinds of violence. Violence from anger. Violence from pain. Violence from being left no other choice. And then there’s violence from having to protect someone. Having to be both the shield and the sword for them. The one standing between them and the danger. Protecting them from the monster on the other side, and fighting till the battle is won.

He couldn’t find it in him to feel even the slightest remorse for what he’d done. What Bucky had done. Their feelings for Rumlow might have given them some extra fuel in all of it, but it wasn’t what started the fire. It wasn’t the reason for hurting him. You were.

Lifting his head, his eyes fell on the small, red dots of blood on his shirt and hoodie. Blood not from Rumlow or himself, but from you. They stared back at him, each one of the drops a reason justifying what he and Bucky had done. There shouldn’t be blood on his clothes. You blood least of all.

He shrugged it off to soak it in some cold water in the sink while he showered, all of his clothes needing a good wash to get rid of tonight’s events. But before he’d even turned the tap on, he brought it up to his face like it was the only option, only plan of action making sense in the moment, and inhaled deeply. It smelled like you.

Flashes of him with his face buried in your hair lit up behind his now closed eyes, the lovely scent of something so you surrounding all his senses. He was covered in all things you. He could even feel the soft warmth of your skin beneath his fingers as he caressed your body, gooseflesh rising in their tracks. Smooth and supple skin welcoming his touch, missing the caress as it passed, reaching out for more in a speechless plea.

But then the memory of your cries and your screams rang loudly in his head, banging against his skull, shaming him for changing the memory, and he immediately moved the shirt away. He had no right to make something so dirty into something pure. Something so wrong into something that felt so right. He had no right. And he certainly had no right to like it so much.

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLOOD MUST HAVE BLOOD!

Can you believe it? It’s been 2 years since I fist posted a chapter from this fic! And here we are, Chapter 59 now live and awaiting your presence ♥

I know last year was a big thing, a big celebration, but I just don’t have it in me right now... BUT! Our lovely @pan-dulce-por-favor have made this ah-mazing little video in honor of BMHB’s second birthday so please enjoy that because I love it so much ♥ Thank you babby ♥

Now!

A little snippet of the latest chapter:

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The lights flickered above your head, hissing and humming in greeting as your feet led you further and further into the laundry room. It was just like you remembered it. Exactly the same. The machines stood where they had before, blocking the view of the far side of the room from any passerby, and the tables still held the folded laundry in neat piles. And Bucky stood leaning against one of them with his ankles crossed over each other. Just like he had before. But everything was different this time.

“Hi,” he said, his smile growing as he looked you up and down.

You swallowed through the cotton balls you felt were stuck in your throat, pushing them down along with your apprehension. His suggestive tone didn’t scare you at all. Quite the opposite.

“Hi.”

Bucky bit his lip, your eyes seeking out the movement and focusing on it, your own tongue darting out to mimic the action. He didn’t fail to notice.

“Come here.”

As commanded, you followed his voice and moved closer, stepping into his space, leaning your head back to keep eye contact. The once blue orbs were now almost completely overtaken by dark lust, his pupils blown as wide as his smile. The heat of his body seeped through your shirt, making gooseflesh prickle your skin as you welcomed the feel. Then it surrounded you.

“Hey, doll,” Steve said behind you, his voice gravelly and low.

He pressed himself against your back as a finger traced your exposed neck in a slow, sensual caress. You were trapped between them. Their broad stature shrinking you, towering over you and caging you in with muscle and bone alone. A prison of lust. One you never wanted to escape from.

“Hi…” you breathed back.

Their fingers danced all over your skin. Soft touches removing layers of fabric blocking their path, only for their mouths to take over. They were everywhere. All over. Consuming your very being. Hollowing out everything bad and replacing it with nothing but a pillowy softness that held you in a warm embrace. Their embrace. And you never wanted to leave it.

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Thank you for reading ♥

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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miss you! come back!

I'm coming back soon, I promise! ❤️ I've got something in the works for you, but I wanna make sure I'm in a good place to continue before I post ❤️

#bloodmusthaveblood #writers block #mentally exhausted #mental health

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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Hello Harpies!

Long time no post, huh? Yeah.. Sorry about that. I explained it all in the NEW CHAPTER I POSTED!

That’s right, Chapter 58 is now live of ‘Blood must have blood’ ♥

I hope you all like it, and I hope you’ll stick with me through it all. I truly do love and appreciate you all ♥

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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Hello all my lovely Harpies!

I’m back with another chapter! Click the link to get to chapter 57 of ‘Blood must have blood’.

And to introduce it, what better way than some awesome art made by none other than the lovely @pan-dulce-por-favor who’s made yet another incredible video quote inspired by chapter 55. Thank you babby ♥

I hope the beginning of the year has been good to everyone ♥ Know that you are not alone, that you are loved and that worthy of it all. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise ♥

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rydenwrites · 2 years

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CHAPTER UPDATE!

Merry Christmas to all the Harpies and everyone else! What better way to celebrate than with a new chapter? And here it is!

Chapter 56 of ‘Blood must have blood’ is now up! ♥

I wish everyone a wonderful day, no matter when or if you are celebrating Christmas ♥ Here in Sweden we celebrate today on Christmas Eve, so a very Merry Christmas to everyone else who does ♥

Take care of yourself and others, and be safe ♥

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