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mthofferings · 6 months

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aimmyarrowshigh

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Will create works that contain: I only write canon-compliant and canon-adjacent fic, so I'm not the person to request for totally AU AUs! That said, I'll write AUs that exist within the canon-adjacent space (Shrunkyclunks and Shrinkyclinks, X Character Lives, Everyone Lives In Avengers Tower, Omegaverse, fix-it, etc.) I love writing about food as a metaphor for love, and that will probably show up in anything I'm writing in some way. I love writing about the recovery of the Red Room characters (Natasha, Yelena, Bucky, Nadia, Ying). I love writing Jewish characters. I love a lot of rarepairs -- please check here for more information and to check if your preferred ship is one that I will write.

Will not create works that contain: I will not write breathplay, impact play, hard BDSM, scat, watersports, vore, "good" or "redeemed" Nazis, "sexy" rape including rape fantasy or role play, werewolves, mermaids, catboys, bestiality, furries, or cheating. I also will not write wild AUs that are not connected to the canon world in some way -- I'm just not the best writer for those requests! And I'm not the person to ask for Peggy Carter-centric fic. I pretty much only know how to write flangst -- don't ask for anything with a super dark ending, because I can't do it.

-- Fic or Other Writing --

Auction ID: 1057

Will create works for the following relationships: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers - MCU Natasha Romanov-centric - MCU Bucky Barnes & Yelena Belova & Ava Starr - MCU Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop - MCU Xu Xialing-centric - MCU Scott Lang/Steve Rogers - MCU Wanda Maximoff-centric - MCU Darcy Lewis-centric - MCU Steve Rogers-centric - MCU Nadia van Dyne-centric - 616

Work Description: I will create a fanwork of 5,000 words for the starting bid of $15, with each additional $5 increase equaling an additional 1,000 words (up to a total of 15,000 words). I will also most likely make a little picspam/graphic for the story. :)

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature, Explicit

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oldmanlogan · 1 year

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tagged by @catboy-steve thank u king <3

3 Ships: Queen Anne's Revenge, Jolly Roger, Going Merry

First Ship: oh girl i have no idea tumblr mobile doesnt even let me see my most used tags anymore probably korrasami??? or emmajean

Last Song: atomic by blondie (currently listening to Let's make love and listen to death from above by CSS tho)

Last Movie: uhhhhhhhh genuinely cant remember

Currently Reading: revenge by yoko ogawa (rereading it bc it's such a mind blowing novel/short story)

Currently Watching: not really anything i just finished star wars rebels this morning?? i watched the last of us premiere last night tho

Currently Consuming: nicotineeee

Currently Craving: pringles

tagging @dykademia @slowtouch @buffpharah if yall wanna

#this type of tag meme? MASSIVE throwback #tagged

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luciddreamslikeelectricity · 9 months

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the way mcu created an impression on gen audiences that steve is gay for borky is so infuriating bc things like comics getting written by queer writers should be exciting but the queer men getting hired are like #those men (L&K) who ship sticky and get longterm control of the characters and insert so many fanon things from #that ship into the new comics it drives me crayzfnl

i'm not joking, so many things now are lifted from fan HCs (i unfortunately recognize them) and even the dialogue has nicknames and shit that get used there & the way (allegedly i never figured this one out for myself) the editor ships them too is so.... it makes me paranoid about all those parallels and the whole direction of the storyline..

kinda worried the whole Century Game plotline is gonna finish in a big timeline retcon to mcu-ify them cuz the amount of "accidental" moments recently don't seem like accidents anymore hhhhh

I had no idea #those men were queer..... I wonder why they treated Roger Aubrey the way they did, in that case (they also killed a bunch of queer characters off panel in their guardians of the galaxy run).

I knew they shipped st*cky (the editor, too???) but I cannot believe they lifted things from fan HCs (okay, I can now, because they actually used the word "catboi" in a comic that was released yesterday)....omg maybe they were in the mcu st*cky fandom hating on Natasha and Sharon - explains why they were written the way they were 💀

I was so horrified when Bucky called Steve "skinny" in the funeral story 😭 I thought the way they wrote Steve and Bucky's friendship was a little weird at first but after finding out that they shipped them, everything (unfortunately) made sense to me.

Hopefully, with JMS now in charge of Steve, we won't have to read any more of their interactions written by #those men and that they won't get to retcon anything because yikes...they'd probably do something like that given the chance.

#anonymous

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 1 year

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Hold me without hurting me

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kIew6xX

by pinupbuck

“James,” Steve whispered soft against the side of Bucky’s head, squeezing him gently, but with enough force to get him to hold still for just a second. “Jamie.” He tried again, trying to see if he could draw anything else from Bucky other than a sniffle, or the quiet pleas to get his clothes off of him and get him clean.

“Kitty,” He mumbled, nudging his nose against Bucky’s red hot cheek, eyes hopeful and waiting for some sort of response.

-- Or another Buckitty AU that's just fluff of Steve taking care of him after he had a breakdown after a mission.

Words: 2968, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Buckitty

Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: catboy bucky, Steve isnt as confused this time, Domestic Fluff, Bathing/Washing, buckitty, Cat Bucky Barnes, Cat/Human Hybrids, Bucky Barnes Feels, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Mentioned Tony Stark, Mentioned Natasha Romanov, Just Steve taking care of Bucky, Bottom Bucky Barnes, Dom Steve Rogers, lovebirds, Bucky gets bad flashbacks, Steve just takes care of him, thats the entire fic, The moon is always watching, always.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kIew6xX

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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darthbloodorange · 3 years

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Not a Stray (I'll Always Come Back to You)

Rating: Mature Universe: Marvel Ultimates Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Warnings: Graphic Violence, Blood and Gore, Injury, Body Horror, Self-Harm, Swearing, Panic Attacks, Internalized Ableism Major Tags: Non-Consensual Body Modification, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Hurt Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Cat/Human Hybrids, Pining Steve Rogers, Pre-Relationship, Happy Ending, Medical Inaccuracies Word count: 2,000 + Art

Summery: Steve's stomach churns as he peers at his reflection in the mirror, barely able to meet his own gaze. He looked ridiculous, a fucking monstrosity. Sat atop his head were a pair of blond cat ears.

For the: ✦ Steve|Tony|Bucky Bingo prompt “Non-Consensual Body Modification” [N1]

Read below or on AO3 >HERE<

Steve's stomach churns as he peers at his reflection in the mirror, barely able to meet his own gaze.

He looked ridiculous. He was a fucking monstrosity.

Sat atop his head were a pair of blond cat ears.

He feels them move; like something was crawling through his hair, burrowing deep into his spine. Screaming wrong. His tail brushes against his thighs, trying to curl between his legs. Be he doesn't let the damn thing. He stands up straight, legs pressed tight together.

There was no way he was going to let this thing beat him. He wasn't going to let the bastard who did this to him win, he won't give him the satisfaction of making him fall.

Steve raises his gaze, meeting his eyes in the mirror, glaring at the sight he sees staring back at him. Watching with disgust as his ears fold back against his head.

Tentatively he raises his hands to touch his ears, but he can't bring himself to. He wasn't strong enough. He couldn't.

Steve brings his fist down against the bathroom counter with an enraged shout. The counter shatters, a large portion breaking off and tumbling to the floor. Water sprays out from the damaged sink, soaking Steve's pants and the floor.

"FUCK!" He gives the cabinet a sharp kick, shattering it. "GODDAMN ASSHOLE! FUCKING-!"

With a sharp tug, the sink comes free of the counter. Steve throws it into the shower door with an almighty crash, sending glass flying across the small space of the bathroom.

His breath catches in his throat, choking him. Steve collapses to the bathroom floor. Vision swimming, gasping for breath, he tugs at his shirt collar. Everything was too bright. Too loud. Too cold and- He couldn't breathe.

Steve raises his free hand, pressed against the cold, wet, tiled floor, and reaches for the top draw of the bathroom cabinet. Pulling out a pair of scissors.

He raises the scissors to his collar, intending to free himself but stops. It wasn't the shirt that was causing this. It was those bloody ears. They had to go. He needed to get rid of them. They weren't part of him.

Steve pries the scissors apart, leaving him with two blades. He drops one to the ground and gets up off the floor. He meets his gaze head-on in the mirror, his expression hard and unflinching. Determined.

With his free hand he grabs the right ear, holding it out, with the other he raises the blade.

Steve takes a deep breath in, preparing himself, reading himself for the pain that would no doubt follow. Gritting his teeth, he brings the knife down, cutting away the flesh.

He bites down hard on his lip, trying fruitlessly to muffle his cries. He hadn't been under the impression that the task would be painless, he'd injured his ears before, but he hadn't realized just how painful it would be. They were unbelievably sensitive.

He breathes through the pain. He could do this. He knew pain, understood it. That he could handle.

When he finishes with the first ear, he tosses down to the floor by his feet and moves on to the next.

Soon both ears are laying by his feet. He leans against the broken counter, breathing heavily, eyes squeezed shut. His ears ringing loudly over the throbbing pain. He takes a moment to just breathe through the pain, the blade still grasped tightly in his grip.

All's that's left for him to take care of now is the tail. Then he'll be done and he can put all of this behind him.

He turns around to grab his tail and is struck with an intense wave of vertigo, the world spinning around him too fast. He feels himself listing forward, so he leans back. Too far. Steve tries to grip the bathroom counter but slips, tumbling hard to the floor.

Steve sucks in a pained breath and just takes a moment to lay there on the floor, waiting for the spinning to stop. But every breath he takes shifts him and seems to set the world spinning again.

Something wasn't quite right.

He gets up onto his knees, leaning his back against the cabinet to stop himself from tipping over.

Steve grabs the discarded blade off the floor, and with shaking hands, drags it against the tiled floor.

The sound was muffled. Distorted.

He could barely hear it.

Steve digs the blade harder into the tile. The mental bends under his strength, digging into his flesh. The tile cracks.

The tile cracks and he couldn't hear it. Like a pin falling against a carpeted floor, cushioned and barely there. He couldn't hear it.

"Oh god," he chokes out.

What has he done?

He couldn't... He can't hear.

Bile burns its way up his throat. He swallows it down.

Grabbing his ears and shoving them in his pockets, Steve pulls himself up onto his feet, using the remains of the bathroom counter for support. His legs, trembling, barely support his weight.

He stumbles towards the bathroom door, reaching for the handle with wet, blood-soaked hands.

Help. He needed help.

He needed Tony.

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With his balance thrown off completely, it wasn't his most stealthy attempt of sneaking into Tony's mansion. But he managed.

Steve leaned his weight against the wall as he makes his way down the hallway to Tony's room.

He turns the doorknob, finding it unlocked.

Steve lets out a relieved huff as he slips into the dark room. He shuts the door and rests against the door frame, eyeing the distance to Tony's bed. Taking a moment to weigh up his options, trying to find the few that wouldn't leave him face-first on Tony's floor.

At this point, however, he doesn't think he could find it in him to care. The world was still spinning, he could barely hear anything, and- and everything just hurt too much to care.

Carefully he makes his way over to Tony's sleeping form.

"Tony...?" he whispers, shaking the man's shoulder lightly. "Tony, wake up."

Tony groans and rolls over, mumbling into his silk pillow.

Steve bites his lip, trying to keep himself composed. "Tony. Please," He tries to raise his voice but finds that he can't. His voice sounded like he felt right now: weak, shaky and hurt.

Steve sucks in a wobbly breath. "Please?" he begs, leaning more against the bed. "Tony, please, I need you."

The edge of the mattress gives under Steve's weight, letting him drop to the floor with a heavy thump. He lets out a tired sigh and just lays there on the cold floor.

The noise must have woken Tony because soon the man is leaning over the edge of the bed and staring down at him.

"Steve!" Tony says, quickly throwing aside the covers. "Steve, you're meant to be in medical. What are you doing here?"

"I-I fucked up," Steve chokes out, desperately trying to blink back the tears he doesn't want to fall. Biting back the pleas waiting on the tip of his tongue for Tony to fix this. Fix him. Fears of being a burden, like he had been before... all this, run wild in his head. Of being kicked off the team. Despite how much he's been trying, he doesn't know how to make it in this crazy world he woke up in. He doesn't know what he'll do. Aside from SHIELD and the Ultimates, all Steve had were Bucky and Gail.

Tony turns the lights on, gasping when he sees Steve and the mess he was. "What did you do?" the man asks, quickly getting out of bed. He helps Steve up off the floor and leads him towards the bathroom, setting him down on the toilet seat.

Steve watches as Tony rushes about the room, gathering supplies.

"Now, I'm always happy to see you, Steve," Tony says, pulling a chair over to sit in front of Steve. "You should visit more. But I'd like to know what brings you to my bedside in the middle of the night covered in blood?"

Steve sighs, pulling the damn cat ears out of his pocket. "I cut 'em off," he says quietly.

Tony draws in a long breath, staring wide at the ears, and lets it out slowly.

"I didn't want them," he mumbles. "Turns out, they may be important." He shrugs and looks away, unable to meet Tony's eyes.

"Yeah, ears... ears do tend to be important..." Tony says, still staring at the ears.

Steve draws in on himself, pulling back the ears. A sharp pang of pain spears through his heart. "If you're just gonna-..." he trails off, too tired to fight. "Maybe I should just go," he says.

Tony grabs his shoulder, keeping Steve seated. "No, stay. Sorry," the man says. "I'll help you,"

Steve feels himself sag in relief. "Thank you," he breathes. "Do you...?" Steve stops himself, it was probably a ridiculous question.

"Do I...?" Tony prompts, a brow raised.

Steve swallows down the lump sitting in his throat. "You think they could be reattached?" he asks.

"Maybe? I'm not sure. They might not be salvageable, but, with the serum... you might be in luck," Tony says. "Really, I should be driving you to medical right now, but I've got the feeling you're gone through enough stress tonight, so I'm going to try reattaching them myself."

Steve nods.

He sits quietly as Tony works to stitch his ears back on.

"There we go," Tony says, turning Steve's head to inspect his work. "That will do for now. Tomorrow you are going back to medical and getting them checked out."

"Will you come with me? to medical?" he asks.

"Of course," Tony says softly, brushing his hand down the back of Steve's neck soothingly.

With gentle hands, Tony cleans Steve up, washing away all the blood from his face and hair with a damp cloth. He leans forward into Tony's touch, socking in the comfort to be found there.

Tony helps Steve slip into the spare pants and leads him to his bed.

"You sure?" he asks, eyeing the man's fancy bedding. "I wouldn't want to make a mess."

"Nonsense," Tony says, "It will be fine."

Despite the reassurance, Steve still pauses before getting into Tony's bed.

Tony raises the covers and slides in, leaving room for Steve to get in beside him. "You can sleep wherever you like, Darling." The man says, rubbing the space beside him invitingly, "But I'm sure you'll be more comfortable sleeping here with me,"

He gazes longingly at the spot. Right where Tony was laying before he woke him. It'd be warm. And safe. It'd probably also smell of the man's aftershave.

He wants it so much.

And he could have it. Tony had offered it to him. He probably wouldn't mind if he curled up close beside him.

"Steve?" Tony calls softly.

He grabs the edge of the blankets, left open for him, and pulls them back up. Tony's face falls, he recovers quickly with a smile, but not fast enough for Steve to miss, even in the state he was.

Letting out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding he hops up onto the bed, crawling across the covers towards Tony.

"What?" Tony asks, confusion clear in his voice.

He was a little unsure too, but it felt... right? maybe that wasn't quite it. But he knew he wanted to be closer to Tony, and this felt like the most natural way to go about that.

Steve lays himself across Tony's lap, his back pressed against the man's warm chest. He curls himself up tight, trying to take as little space as possible, tail tucked up over his hip and around his belly.

A soft laugh falls from Tony's lips, lifting a little of the weight resting on Steve's chest. A warm hand comes to rest on his back, rubbing in slow, comforting circles.

Steve closes his eyes and falls asleep.

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soraempty · 3 years

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Just wanted to draw something noice, so here's some random aus 🤷🏽‍♂️

#fanart #art #stony #digital art #stony fanart #marvel #tony stark #steve rogers #catboy!steve #because reasons #punk!tony #he's def got a nip ring too

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catsconflictscopicsandchamomile · 2 years

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I hate to be the one to say this, but

After seeing the hawkeye trailer and that blatant disney cashgrab that is “ROGERS: THE MUSICAL”.....

I gotta let yall know that Steve Rogers is a Cat in Spider-Ham’s universe and that hawkeye movie is set in december around their 2020. So yall know exactly what was going on in Spider-Ham’s universe at the same time.

....also I tried relistening to Hamilton and mapping the different voices onto different avengers (not like I hadn’t done that with homestuck already), but as I was going through the lyrics to “My Shot”, like ok, Laurens is Tony Stark (ow my feels), Lafayette is T’Challa, ok cool.... and then it got to the line “lock up your daughters aND HORSES ITS HARD TO HAVE INTERCOURSE OVER FOUR SETS OF CORSETS” and the sheer psychic damage of imagining that line coming out of Loki’s mouth fucking floored me. no more of trying to redo the whole musical. all I can think of now is someone playing loki on broadway saying he fucks horses AS HIS INTRO

#also then The Boys #yes #The Boys with Jensen #spoofed Rogers:the musical #with Soldier Boy Ahoy #yes the same soldier boy that Jensen is playing #further tangling the dean winchester catboy universe #because if dean is jensen is soldier boy is steve rogers is ROGERS the musical is cat steve is CATS then....ughhhh

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stevesbigbazoxngas · 2 years

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steve: *climbs on top of fridge*

bucky, walking into the kitchen: *yawn* good morning stev--FOR FUCKS SAKE YOUR DOING IT AGAIN

steve: *hisses menacingly*

bucky: IM GETTING THE FUCKING SPRAY BOTTLE.

#idk how to explain this #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #steve rogers is a catboy #incorrect bucky quotes #incorrect steve rogers #incorrect stucky quotes

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dreadysficrecs · 3 years

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Stucky Fic Rec List #7

Friday, April 23

🌤️cat nap by @thiccbuckybarnesfic - [Explicit; 2k words]

[Shrunkyclunks; PWP; Catboy!Bucky; Cat Hybrid; Oral Sex; Anal Sex; Pillow Princess Bucky; Size Difference; Size Kink; Breeding Kink]

There is a place his mind wanders when he’s like this; curled up on his side in the soft, pliable nest he’s built slowly over the months. It’s the perfect spot; situated right in front of the south-facing window of their living room, ideal to toast in the sunlight throughout the whole day.

Or, more adventures of capsteve and catboy buck

🚀Oh Master, My (Dungeon) Master by YesDanger - [Explicit; 4,4k words]

[Modern AU; Mutual Pining; Misunderstandings; Humour; Dungeons & Dragons; Mentions of Sex Dungeons; Butt Plugs; Caught Masturbating; Dom!Steve; Blow Jobs; Anal Fingering; Implied Bottom!Bucky]

Bucky has been toying with the idea of going to a professional to see to his more niche personal needs. Steve has been DMing for a little bit, and is starting a new campaign with some mutual buddies when he hears his best friend Bucky is looking for a DM. They are both very confused by what follows.

🖤 I Know It's All That I Need by @fishcustardandclintbarton - [Explicit; 2,5k words]

[Shrinkyclinks; Modern AU; Daddy Kink; Daddy!Steve; Beefy Sub!Bucky; Impotence; Dry Humping; Slight Humiliation; Pet Names; Implied Top!Steve]

Steve's health issues mean that sometimes he can't get it all the way up. But it's OK because he always knows what his boy needs and will always make him feel good.

🧸Benevolent Overlord by IndigoNight - [Gen; 4,9k words]

[Canon Divergence; Established Relationship; PTSD; Codependency; Recovering Bucky; Alpine the Cat; Fluff]

“Hi,” Bucky says, wincing a little at how hoarse and rough his voice sounds from disuse.

The kitten just hisses at him again, huge green eyes narrowed into slits.

“Yeah, I get it,” he agrees with a grimace and a commiserating nod.

🌾My Favourite Book by ursa - [Mature; 3,8k words]

[Canon Divergence; Wakanda Stucky; Established Relationship; Recovery; Soft Bucky; Angst and Fluff; Hurt/Comfort; Blow Jobs; Frottage]

They need a little tenderness, too. Bucky can say he’s fine and Steve can accept that but sometimes there are some things Bucky can’t say and things Steve just wants to give.

🎐In Our Bedroom After The War by ursa - [Explicit; 9,2k words]

[Canon Divergence; Wakanda Stucky; Established Relationship; Recovery; Steve Rogers Feels; Soft Bucky; Fluff; Hurt/Comfort; Steve Rogers Retiring; Tenderness; Emotional Sex; Crying; Bottom!Bucky]

but they’re taking their time, because they have that now, they can have that now.

Or: Steve wakes up to a life he deserves to live.

#stucky fanfic #stucky fic rec #fic rec #rec list #dready's fic recs

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