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#IF ANYONE HAS ANY FICS WHERE STEVE CAN'T SEE....send them to me.
snowangeldotmp3 · 11 months
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you know what i really want to see more of? visually impaired steve. i see hoh steve all the time and that's fine, but as many times as he's been hit in the head...plus the fact that his left eye can never catch a break (s1 fight with jonathan, s3 with the russians) but there's no way that it hasn't permanently fucked with his vision. that occipital lobe has taken damage, i know it. steve's vision rapidly declining, or hell, maybe even temporarily blind. just, visually impaired steve. please.
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littlemissaddict · 2 months
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Just a little idea that popped into my head while I was trying to sleep. And while I love reading reader x single dad! fics as someone who doesn't want kids I just feel it's not something I've come across in fics yet (it probably has been done and if you have any recs please send them my way)
Also this drifted away from my original idea and I'm too lazy to correct it so please enjoy whatever this has turned into.
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"And then Ella" Steve was replaying the story animatedly across the table from her. They were on a first date, after having bumped into him at the grocery store last week where he had surprised her by asking her out.
"Sorry you've lost me, who's Ella" she asks, interrupting him but it was hard to follow the story when she had no idea who she was. She had figured she was another friend or something as it was the first time her name had been mentioned all night where as she'd heard all about the kids he used to babysit, his best friend Robin and the metalhead who had been adopted into the group but Ella was new.
Steve's face fell and she worried her question had upset him, had he already talked about her tonight and she'd missed it so now it had come across as she hadn't been listening. Oh god, it had been going so well and now she'd messed it up with one simple question.
"Have I not told you? I could've sworn I told you?" He asked, there was no accusations in his tone. Instead, he sounded more confused. She shook her head in answer to his questions and he sighed, "I could've, it's the first thing I tell people, how could I have not mentioned her" he was muttering more to himself than her.
She offered him what she hoped was a reassuring smile as she reached across the table to rest her hand over the top of his where at some point he'd clenched his napkin in his fist. He looked up at her touch, "it's okay you don't have to tell me if you don't want to" she reassured him. It may have been a first date but he didn't have to tell her his whole life story in one go, she hoped there'd be a few more where they could learn more about each other.
"No, she's someone I like to be up front about, I need to know before I get involved with anyone so they don't freak out and leave when they do eventually find out and then I'm left picking up the pieces" he explains and her heart bleeds for him, thinking about Steve thinking everything is going well only to be left picking the pieces of his heart up after they leave but she also can't help the anxious feeling building inside of her.
"Ella's my daughter"
Her face falls as soon as the words slip past his lips, a reaction she's quick to cover but not quick enough as Steve sees.
"I know it's a lot to take in especially when we're just getting to know each other that's why I like to make it known straight off the bat but tonight, I don't know I guess I just got so caught up in the excitement of being here with you that I forgot and that sounds terrible that I'm admitting to forgetting my own daughter but it's been a while since I've actually been excited for a date and well you've made me feel like a teenager again which I guess is why" he rambles, his eyes closing as he rubs his fingers against his temples before he looks back at her. "Please say something, even if it's just to tell me I'm an idiot" he all but pleads.
"Steve" she whispers. Her mind is going at a million miles a minute as she processes his confession and her own feelings. "I don't know, I really wasn't expecting to be discussing kids on a first date" she admits, "but since we're being up front then I can't lie but kids have never really been in my plans for the future and I know your not asking anything from me right now but I've enjoyed myself tonight and I really want to see where this goes but," she pauses glancing at Steve and she can tell that he's expecting her to tell him that she doesn't want to be with someone who already has a kid and the acceptance of it is written all over his face which is heartbreaking because he deserves love she's just not sure if she's the one.
"If this did progress, if we did get together I just don't know if I'd fit your expectations or even hers" she admits, already feeling like she'd be a disappointment to the both of them when she couldn’t fill the mother roll that she thought he was expected her to fill. "I just don't want it to get to the point where we realise that maybe it won't work and then we're left as you say picking up the pieces" she finishes with a sniffle, god please don't let her cry.
And Steve, wonderful Steve, leans even further across the table, his large palm cupping her cheek as a small smile graces his lips. "I have no expectations, this would be new for both of us as its only ever been me and her for the longest time, all I need to know is if you'd be willing to try, take things slow until we figure out us and then when you're ready then we introduce Ella, we could just even say your a friend if that makes you more comfortable" he tries and she melts under his touch, his gaze.
"I'm terrible with kids" she adds, giving him one last out to change his mind but he just chuckles.
"They're a learning curve, trust me but she's a good kid" he promises with a nod that somehow has her feeling at ease. Kids may have not been in her plan for the future but maybe one wouldn't be so bad.
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gloomysoup · 10 months
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a thought while i'm in my post-concert depression/steddie writing brain mode...
this could possibly fit several different fic ideas i have, but the main piece i'm connecting this to right now is my one omegaverse fic where eddie leaves to go make music w his band and steve keeps his pregnancy a secret. and the thought is that song on fire by nickelback would absolutely be something early career rockstar eddie would have written about steve.
like just picture this with me for a second:
eddie is in love w steve. he wants nothing more than to tell steve how he feels, but he worries that steve won't feel the same. he's afraid of rejection. he's afraid of ruining the good thing they have going. he doesn't want anything to change. and then the band gets a record deal. they have to move to a different city, hours away. he wants to ask steve to come w him, but he knows he won't. steve can't leave hawkins. at least, eddie doesn't think so. he never asks. he just leaves.
he doesn't know that steve is pregnant. steve doesn't even know until like at least a few weeks, maybe longer. who's to say? steve never tells him. he doesn't keep up with anything corroded coffin is doing. it hurts too much. he doesn't want to think about eddie being out there like that. it just made the pain worse any time he tried, so he stopped trying.
eddie is struggling to write new music. everything he writes is about steve. it's about pain and heartbreak and losing the best thing you've ever had. it's all about grieving something he never had and living with the consequences of his own actions. the band knows. they understand. the label doesn't. it's not what they signed up for. it's not what they think is gonna sell. they threaten to replace eddie, or drop the band altogether, if he doesn't give them what they want. he needs to get this out of his system. so he sits down and writes a song.
the pre-chorus comes first. it's the easiest. the simplest. it's what he's been trying to say all along.
i write lines down, then rip them up / describing love can't be this tough
the first verse is easy too. it's honest. painfully so.
the first words that come out / and i can see this song will be about you / i can't believe that i can breathe without you / but all i need to do is carry on / the next line i write down / but there's a tear that falls between the pages / i know that pain's supposed to heal in stages / but it depends which one i'm standing on
the chorus and bridge are his strongest, but they're also the hardest for him to write. Which every word, with every page ripped out and crumpled in a pile on the floor of the shitty apartment they're all crammed into, he's closer and closer to an epic breakdown.
i could set this song on fire, send it up in smoke if / i could throw it in the river and watch it sinking slowly / tie the pages to a plane and send it to the moon / play it for the world, but it won't mean much / unless i sing this song for you
light this old guitar on fire, i'd still hear the notes / drown the melody in water, i'd still hear its ghost / sing it with somebody else, but we'd be out of tune / play it for the world, but it won't mean much
he doesn't expect much to come from it. he just needed to get it out. he needed to channel his energy into something. he doesn't even intend for anyone else to see it. He write it on his acoustic, barely even considers what it would sound like with any other instruments. he is fully prepared to rip it out of his notebook, lock it in a box, and never look at it again. and then gareth finds it. maybe gareth likes the lyrics, or maybe he just thought eddie needed to do more with it. maybe he tries to convince eddie to call steve. i think eventually he shows it to jeff and freak. they like it. they think it's good. they ask eddie to play it. he's reluctant, but i don't think he can hold out on them for long. i think they're persuasive, at least with eddie. he has a hard time saying no.
they make it a whole production. they write the rest of the music. they show it to the execs. they like it, at least a little bit. enough to give the song a spot on the next album, if they can tweak it and record it in the studio, mix some sounds. so they do. it gets a spot on the album, at the very end. it's the second to last song. it's not very popular among the general public, but it becomes a relatively well-known fan favorite. it's liked enough. they rarely play it live. eddie can't bear playing that song, a song he wrote for steve, live in front of any sized audience.
i think somewhere down the line, long after eddie comes back to hawkins for the first time since he left, long after he finds out about the pregnancy that everyone hid from him, and after he and steve finally work things out, he does play it.
the first time he plays the song, it's sitting on the couch in his house right outside Indianapolis. the house he bought for steve, so they could stay close to everyone they loved. eddie had enough pull by then, maybe they changed labels or got a new manager. the band is doing well. they have a nice following, big headlining tours, money. they a couple platinum records. the song falls through the cracks early on. it never gains any real traction in the industry. it's a small song on an early album that most people don't pay much mind to. but eddie needs steve to hear it.
so he sits on their couch with an acoustic in his lap. steve sits beside him, watching with so much love and adoration in his eyes. the pups have long since gone to bed. it's just them. eddie plays. he doesn't look at steve once, not until he strums the last chords and the vibrations fade out. and when he does, steve's eyes are shiny with tears. there's a small smile on his face. he tells eddie he loves him. eddie thinks maybe he can play the song without it hurting so much now.
the song gets added to the setlist for their next tour. and it's only because eddie knows steve is going to be there. their pups are going to be there. his family will be watching, safe on the sidelines. he doesn't have to worry about them. he no longer feels the same deep-rooted sadness that he used over this song. and as the song starts, the stadium quiets. the crowd is no longer screaming. at least, not as loudly. and not that eddie can tell anyway. he's not paying attention to them. he looks over and finds steve, standing in a sectioned off space with security blocking them from the rest of the crowd. he hand one pup on his shoulders, the other clinging to his leg. Eddie smiled at them as he steps up to the mic and begins singing.
he doesn't look away until about halfway through the song. it was only going to be a quick glance, gauge the crowd's reactions, and then he realizes that it's brighter than he thought it was before. the stadium is lit up with lighters from almost every hand. so many voices song the words back at him. his eyes land back on steve, who is smiling and singing with him.
everything is perfect. it doesn't hurt anymore. he's found his way back home again.
so anyway that was WAY longer than i intended it to be but it's there. the thoughts have escaped. now you have to live with this too. you're welcome.
(also if i started a permanent tag list for like all my little bits and bobs now that i'm kind of posting semi-regularly ish?? would anyone wanna be on that? lemme know ig idk)
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buckrecs · 1 year
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2022 Bucky Barnes Fic Rec 8
All of them are COMPLETE Series.
masterlist | req masterlist
✨ - fav fics
status - Completed
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1. The Winter Ghost by @msmarvelwrites
Bucky x Reader
A Devastating car crash causes you to lose your memory and start over. The only thing left in the wreckage was the horrific nightmares which plagued your mind. If you knew what today would entail you would have just stayed in bed. But you didn’t and because of that, everything you knew was about to change.
2. A Moment of Your Time by @stevesbestgirl
Mob!Bucky x Reader
A soulmate AU where the headstrong reader realizes that she’s meant to love the brutal mob boss of New York City, James Buchanan Barnes. She doesn’t want to be a part of organized crime and she doesn’t want to rely on anyone, but how do you ignore your soulmate?
3. Gunslinger by @ghostofskywalker
Mob!Bucky x Bounty Hunter!Reader
The bitter reality was this: you did what you had to do to survive. And if that meant going head to head with the most feared mob boss of the city, so be it.
4. Code Words by @cinebration
Bucky x Mutant!Reader
Bucky crosses paths with someone who reminds him of his time as the Winter Soldier.
5. Bring Him Back by @tokoyamisstuff
Bucky x Enhanced!Reader
The Winter Soldier gets triggered and you are the only one who’s able to calm him down. You soon realize that even this part of your boyfriend can be soft and caring…
6. Scars by @tokoyamisstuff ✨
Bucky x Reader
Based on the Soulmate Prompt where whatever you write on your skin, it appears on your Soulmate’s.  
7. lost and found by @dolcezzasfantasy
TVA Agent!Bucky x 40s!Reader
you are arrested for crimes against the sacred timeline, but there is much more to the tva than you could have ever thought possible.
8. Shameless by @unabashedcandymaker
Bucky x Reader
Filled with Angst, just wanna get that out in the open before you start this endeavor.  But it’s also got a lot of smutty goodness, so…tread lightly? Like, mostly smut. Bucky has some serious self-worth issues and Reader is always there for Bucky, in any way he may need her, even if her selflessness is bordering on the line of torturing herself to take care of him, to be anything and everything he needs.
9. You Saved Me by @buckywintersoldierbarnes2017
Bucky x Pregnant!Reader
You find Bucky after the events of ‘Winter Soldier’ have taken place and you help to re-introduce him to the world. Over time you become close and you enter into a relationship. Everything is perfect but on the day you find out you are pregnant with his child Steve Rogers turns up and everything changed.
10. Run Away With Your Footsteps | 2 by @lowkeybxrnes
Bucky x Avenger!Reader
After the events of The Winter Soldier, the reader (an avenger) goes out to find Bucky for Steve. When she finds him, he has his own apartment and trying to live a normal life. He begs her not to tell the captain. She stays to watch over him and they kind of fall in love. Later, Steve finally finds them looking angry because she went MIA.
11. Flowers Bloom by @revengingbarnes
Bucky x Reader Soulmate AU
Whenever someone is injured, flowers bloom on their soulmate at the area of the wound. She is born with flowers around her entire left shoulder.
12. Stepping Up by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend ✨
Bucky x Reader
When Steve can’t go with you to your cousin’s wedding, he sends Bucky in his place. What happens when more than one person assume you’re dating?
13. Cuddles & Cocoa by @sparklefics
Bucky x Reader College AU
"I take it you’re here cause you read my letter." & "I'm sitting here, with this stupid pen in my hand, and damn I can't believe you have me writing right now."
14. Not The Time by @notimetoblog
Bucky x Doctor!Reader
After not seeing Bucky Barnes in what felt like forever you find yourself with him in the middle of a chaotic situation. Definitely not the time to reminisce about your past with him.
15. Bucky’s Bistro Dates by @wonderlandmind4 ✨
Bucky x Reader
A Bistro owner is witness to Bucky Barnes bad dates.
16. Premonitions by @beckzorz
Bucky x Reader
On Halloween, your clairvoyant niece leads you straight into Bucky Barnes. It could not have gone worse.
16-2. Premonitions 2 by @/beckzorz
Bucky x Reader
It’s been over a year since you met Bucky, and you couldn’t be happier. If only you could figure out why your precognitive niece is burying you in abstract crayon art…
17. No More Sex! by @alphaabucky
Bucky x Reader
and Bucky have a petty little argument, making you frustrated and ending the argument completely saying “fine! Fine! You know what? No physical contact! No nothing for… for 2 months!!”. For the first week it got hard, but then he started playing cruel, teasing games; and you being you can’t help but play a game of your own.
18. What Happens in Vegas by @bionic-buckyb
Bucky x Reader Modern AU
AU Drab Series.
19. Better by @captainscanadian ✨
Doctor!Bucky x Doctor!Reader
Dr. James Barnes has it all: a loving family, caring best friends, and a successful career as one of the best heart surgeons in New York. He has everything he ever wanted his whole life… well, almost everything. One thing he never thought he could ever have was Y/N Y/L/N. She may have been a lot of things, but he loved her because she made him better.
20. Forgotten Love by @thundering-barnes
Bucky x Hydra!Reader
You’re new to the Avengers. In joining the team, there’s a lot that no one yet knows about you. And there’s some unusual tension between you and a certain brunet. Under a pseudonym and with completely fresh start, and background, you hope for a chance at a new life. A better life. But how long will it last before someone figures out the life you’ve hidden away?
21. A Benched Bucky 2 3 4 by @dabblinginmarvel
Bucky x Reader
Due to her health conditions, Bucky is very protective over the girlfriend his team doesn’t know about.
22. All Those Who Wander by @avengerofyourheart
Bucky x Reader Travel AU
After a traumatic injury and honorable discharge from the military, Bucky Barnes finds himself wanting to travel and get lost in some of the most iconic cities of the world. One night he stumbles upon a girl who sparks something inside him and he finds himself following in her footsteps. How far will he go to find her and what will he discover about himself along the way?
23. Some Sunny Day by @tricksters-captain
TFATWS!Bucky x Avenger!Reader
Before the Blip, you and Bucky were close. After you both returning and Tony’s funeral, you decided to go back to your home town to spend time with your family. When duty calls, you return.  
24. detectives-in-love by @real-jane
Detective!Bucky x Reader
detective barnes and his partner are the star team at precinct 75. one threat could tear it all apart.
25. Birth of a team by @writingsoftheloser
Bucky x Agent!Reader
When a threat arises into Shield, (Y/n) is called on the case. What happens when she is flanked by none other than Sergeant Barnes?
26. Under Pastel Skies by @redgillan ✨
Writer!Bucky x Artist!Reader
Bucky doesn’t need anyone, especially not a sugar baby. He isn’t that desperate... but she smiles so sweetly and she's endearingly awkward, and he’s so lonely. She’s an artist, a painter, the type of person who always puts others before herself. Throwing caution to the wind Bucky offers her a place to live, a place where she can finally paint whatever her heart desires. He doesn’t need much in return; a friend, a muse.
27. Mr Hollywood by @buckybabybaby
Actor!Bucky x Teacher!Reader
Bucky Barnes, an underpaid teaching assistant in a small English village, dreams of a movie career back in his home country of America. He finally gets the break he’s always wanted, and if it wasn’t for you, his best friend, he wouldn’t have been able to take it.
28. Memories by @the-bau-quinjet
Bucky x Avenger!Reader
You were captured by Hydra. What did they do to your memories?
29. Careful Soldier by @wxntersoldiers
40s!Bucky x Reader
bucky is off to war but someone catches his eye just before he leaves
30. Live Wild by @redgillan
Detective!Bucky x Reader
Reader and her friends are in a store when a group of men come to rob the place. Reader finds a hiding place and call the police. Detective James Barnes will help her through this terrifying situation.  
31. Save Me by @espinosaurusrexex ✨
Bucky x Reader College AU
Bucky Barnes has never had it easy, which ultimately turned him into a caveman-like introvert with no desire to see the positive side of life. But what happens when the clumsily charming art student, Y/N, stumbles to his rescue, determined to show Bucky how truly wonderful the world is?
32. i’d never hurt you | 2 by @sunflowersteves
Bucky x Civilian!Reader
you met Bucky in the markets in Bucharest and start dating. What happens when Captain America and the Falcon show up?
33. Unknown Caller by @sagechanoafterdark
Bucky x Reader
You should always answer an Unknown Caller, you never know when it’s important. After a late morning call puts you back on a path you’d long strayed from, you find yourself caught up in old feelings for James Barnes.
34. Summer Plans by @notimetoblog ✨
Bucky x Reader Modern AU
Planning a trip with Bucky takes a turn when someone new comes into his life. Will it all change or can you still manage to have the perfect summer you planned?
35. To Make A Soldier Blush by @justreadingfics
Bucky x Avenger!Reader
You’re a new avenger and you have your own mission to accomplish: making Bucky Barnes blush everytime you see him.
36. Run To You by @bestofbucky
Mob!Bucky x Bodyguard!Reader
Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard.
37. the warmth of winter by @captainsimagines
DBF!Bucky x Reader
You’re home for the holidays after landing your dream job. When your dad’s old army friend stops by for the month, he makes waves immediately. Your little vacation is disrupted… for better or for worse? Nobody has to know.
37-2. the warmth of the future by @/captainsimagines
It’s been two years since you fell in love with Bucky Barnes, and the holidays are just around the corner. With even more love, more friends, and more family in attendance, you and Bucky fully intend to enjoy these days with as little drama as possible. But that’s not always the case with a relationship like yours, is it?
38. Roses by @wlntrsldler
Bucky x Reader
Bucky tells Y/N he’s the Winter Soldier. The next day, he’s taken by the government and that’s the last Y/N sees of him… until they cross paths again. But what if Bucky doesn’t remember her?
39. i hate you but by @buckybarnesthehotshot ✨
Bucky x Avenger!Reader
bucky and y/n can’t stand each other, but y/n needs help with her sister’s kids (enemies to lovers au)
40. Words And Paper by @forever-rogue
Bucky x Lawyer!Reader
Y/N is a brilliant young lawyer who was hired by Tony Stark  himself. She didn’t expect half of the things that would happened, but  she was sure glad Bucky happened.  
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motsmunson · 2 years
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i think he knows
✰ summary: your lovely boyfriend eddie has been busy lately, so he was generous to send in steve to keep you pleasured. college au!
✰ words: 1k
✰ warnings: smut. shower sex, swearing, basically pwp, unprotected sex
✰ a/n: second fic of my new sideblog, hope you enjoy! now accepting feral steve and eddie requests
✰ ao3 masterlist
Eddie had a full week of interviews in front of him. With him going into his last year of school before he got his undergrad in computer and information sciences, he was desperate to start looking for internships and future jobs. 
You were happy for him, you wanted him to be successful - but you missed him. He had such a passion for turning the degree into a job where he could develop video games in the emerging technology boom. But he was coming home late at night and went right to bed, which was understandable, but you missed his affection. 
Waking up around 9, and as usual, the bed was already empty. Eddie was always sweet enough to leave a note about what he was doing that day, but you knew you wouldn’t see him until the evening. You crawled out of the bed with a sigh and stumbled to the shower. 
How long you were in there before you heard the door shut quietly and the rustle of clothing, you weren't sure, but it still felt like forever since you'd felt hands slip over your bare waist and those lips pressed to the back of your neck.
“Eddie..?” 
“No, but he told me to come.” You recognized that voice and the shivers it gave you. “Hi, baby," Steve mumbled against your ear as his palms coasted over the span of your stomach, paying special attention to your hip bones.
"Harrington," you said with a small smile just as he leaned down to press his mouth to yours in a soft kiss.
For years, you’ve had a friends-with-benefits relationship with Steve. But when you got serious with Eddie, that stopped. But Steve was still your friend, so he was still around, and it was obvious to anyone who looked that there were constant sparks. 
It first peeved Eddie to no end when he found out your history. But thankfully for you both, Eddie and Steve had one thing in common: you. The number of threesomes you’ve had with them both was alarming, or even starting to walk in on them, so now you still had them both. 
"How bad did you miss me?" He muttered against your mouth, his fingertips all but chasing water droplets down your spine until they coasted over the curve of your ass to pull you flush against him. 
"You can't tell?" You teased with a small smirk of your own that matched his most excellently, his tongue making it a bit hard to say anything more as he licked slowly at yours in a lazily but all too sensual kiss.
One hand moved between your body and his and you knew where he was going before he moved another inch downward. His fingertips pushed past your folds to massage your clit and toy with your heat. You'd managed to keep your footing for now, arms tightening around his neck - but that was until the little shit brought his fingers up to bring them to his mouth to suck them clean of your taste. "I guess I can." 
You’d wish Steve picked something harder than a business major, or else you might’ve had time to prepare for his antics. 
Back pressed to the shower wall, Steve ground his hips against yours as he kissed you, water spilling over his back. It made your skin feel that much hotter, that much more sensual, and made you moan that much more needily against his lips. 
His tongue worked yours into his own mouth to suck at the muscle to taste you in a concentrated dose. Mouth leaving yours, Steve licked and sucked at the wet skin of your neck, the sounds of suction from his tongue and lips echoing in the bathroom among the falling water. 
You had panted breath while he grinded his now exceedingly hard cock against you. There was no need for any water now, you were making him plenty wet, and he hissed against the love bite he'd created at the sensation before his mouth found yours again - your ass was gripped and he was adjusting you to bring his tip to your folds.
"Fuck-" He breathed the curse that made you flush all the more, but that was nothing as he slid himself inside you, making your walls clench around his size that throbbed inside you. 
"Shit, fu-fuck, so tight, you're always so fucking tight for me." He was gasping, making your body feel like it was on fire.
And now, he was manic, forcing your hips down on his dick while you adjusted and moaned against his mouth, his pelvic bone hitting your clit in such a way that he knew you liked, and that's when he chose to grind, making your legs tighten. 
"Good girl," he breathed as he bit your bottom lip. You were now a literal mess against him which he took as an okay to start thrusting, and he did.
Over and over Steve moved inside you, your back sliding up and down against the wall. Attentive wasn't a good enough adjective for the way he worked your body, palming your breast, massaging your clit, finding all your little buttons that he'd explored on numerous occasions. 
White hot liquid heat was flooding through you now as he was obviously losing himself, water-soaked bangs clinging to his forehead to barely hide the furrow in his brow. He watched, looking down with those lust filled eyes to see the way it looked when you took every inch of his cock over and over, hips jutting out in such a powerful way that the insides of your thighs started to turn a flushed pink.
"Come for me, fuck, baby come for me." He demanded, and as you reached that high, Steve was right there with you - filling you with hot release and riding out his high in such a primal but sensual fashion you thought you came twice. 
He didn't stop, grinding into your sensitive heat until you were trembling, and he held you tight, not exiting you as you both came back down from the high.
You eventually stepped out of the shower with him, grabbing a towel for you and him respectively. Steve’s soft hand caressed the side of your face, bringing your lips closer to his to kiss you sweetly. 
“Good morning, by the way.” 
“Eddie isn’t going to like this, you know.” 
“But how could you resist me, sweetheart?” 
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delta-piscium · 1 year
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WIP Weekend/WIP Wednesday
thank you so much for tagging me @steves-strapcollection @starryeyedjanai and @sidekick-hero (and @thefreakandthehair right when i posted this lmao) <3
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(and bad summaries because idk how to summarize, also i might change my mind about things so.. tentative summaries)
if you want to send more than one ask then please do because I need to write (may complain loudly)
blatantly making [DnD character’s] backstory a steddie fic: fuckbuddies to lovers with some running away in between and being bad at dealing with feelings, just starting out rockstar Eddie and Steve studying to be..something (undecided)
cringefail vampire eddie (beloved): Vampire Eddie (i mean obviously) a little bit based on this post but very expanded on, just the trials and tribulations of vampire life
steve holds hands while fucking (eddie is in the trenches): Eddie and Steve sleep together to escape everything (or Eddie assumes so) but Steve has sex like that and it's a whole thing because how is Eddie even supposed to exist in a world where Steve Harrington holds hands while fucking him?
meddling and forced proximity (can't run anymore hehe): both of them moved away from Hawkins and haven't seen each other in 3-4 years, mostly because Eddie started avoiding Steve (but no one else), the younger teens drag both of them along on a trip, and well, there's forced proximity and meddling
THE SNIPPET
from "meddling and forced proximity (can't run anymore hehe)"
Steve knows if he relaxes even the tiniest bit, lets some of it out, the dam will burst. He’s spent years carefully securing it, making sure everything’s locked in tight. And now because a boy is looking at him he might destroy it all. He tenses his jaw, closes his eyes, and tries to clear his mind. “I-“ he begins but is interrupted by the door slamming open behind him. “There you guys are,” Nancy's voice says and then the sound of her soft footsteps follows as she steps into the room, “I’ve been looking for you guys forever.” Eddie doesn’t respond, and when Steve opens his eyes he isn’t looking at her either. His gaze is still locked on Steve, eyes big and pleading. Steve turns away from him towards Nancy, plasters on a smile. She won’t see how strained it is because it’s the same smile he used during their relationship. “Sorry,” he makes his way to the door, “lost track of time, let’s go back.” He grabs her arm and pulls her with him as he leaves.  “You coming?” He calls over his shoulder to Eddie but he doesn’t look back or wait for a reply.
not tagging anyone because I think most people are doing it or have been tagged but if anyone sees this who hasn't been tagged consider yourself tagged now <3
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stevethehairington · 1 year
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✨WIP (almost) Wednesday Game✨
ty to the wonderful @cheatghost @fastcardotmp3 and @stargyles for the tags!!
Here’s how it works:
In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.
Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!
After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.
That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!
Wips:
head over heels down bad absolute clutz in love no game whatsoever flustered to hell eddie munson (LMAO thats a long title but that's what i chose sdlkfds)
steve can't bake
wayne pov part 3
wayne pov part 4
mermay shenanigans
bb fic/stobin zine piece (again, ones i can't necessarily share much from, but i still gotta chip away at them so i'm adding them here!)
Snippet (from hohdbacilngwfthem aka the long one on the ^^ list and my brand spanking new wip bc i have NO self control lmaoo):
But, if he doesn’t do something about this, these feelings that are bubbling closer and closer to the surface, he’s going to lose his mind. Eddie is but a man; his constitution is weak. There is only so much of Steve he can take before his heart is fit to burst right out of his chest like some fucked up love xenomorph. Thing is, if he wants to keep that from happening, he has to actually talk to Steve. He has to leave the relatively safe confines of his van and go inside the damn store. Which — is a lot harder than it looks. He’s been sitting outside of Family Video for ten going on fifteen minutes now, trying to psych himself up. But every time he comes close to finally bucking up the courage to get out of his car, the wind is knocked from his sails before he even touches the handle. The only saving grace here is that he is positive Steve and Robin haven’t noticed him. Surely one of them would have come outside to see what the hell is up if they had. On their own they’re worriers, but when they get together it’s like it gets amplified by ten. Eddie squints through his windshield, through the double front doors where he can just make out Steve laughing at something Robin says. His head drops back, his throat bares, and his teeth shine, even from this far. Eddie’s heart squeezes in his chest, and his stomach twists into knots. “Don’t be such a coward,” he tells himself. “Fucking— go.”
tagging: @withacapitalp @toburnup @riality-check @hexiewrites @stevecarrington @strawberryspence @steveshairychest @stevesbipanic @harmonictechnicality @2btheanswertothequestion @yournowheregirl @thefreakandthehair @pizzaqueen @wynnyfryd @sidekick-hero @legitcookie @maxinemaxmayfield @maxineholtzmann and anyone else who wants to participate!! 💕
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mosswillow · 3 years
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Hey I saw that your requests for headcanons are open so if it's not a problem for you I had this idea in my head on how would the Avengers react on reader having pierced nipples(I was thinking about Tony, Steve, Thor, Nat, Bruce, Clint, Bucky, Peter, Wanda, Vision, Dr Strange. If they are too much you can write whoever you want or if you have any idea for anyone else go fo it) And so like I had it in my head as if reader is kinda new in the team and now one really new that until one day she wore a crop top without a bra and they were showing. Like after a bath or in the morning right after she woke up, and the team isn't really fond of her so they aren't making any comments about it, just their thoughts. It's okay if you don't want to or can't write it but thank you in advanced
a/n- Oh my goodness. I wrote this whole fic (I know the ask was for a head-cannon but Inn this case a fic actually felt easier.) then came back to post and realized it's not what you asked for. 🤦‍♀️ I'm so sorry Anon, it's also been months I think that you've been waiting. They're supposed to not like her and it's all in their heads. I wrote it with them all reacting to it verbally, and they like her. Send another ask and lmk if you want me to redo this. I'm going to go ahead and release what I already wrote for now.
Here now - Steve Rogers x Fem reader. (plus a little bit of Tony, Sam, Thor, Nat, Bruce, Clint, Bucky, Peter, Wanda, Vision, and Dr. Strange.)
Warnings - dark(ish), 18+ adult content, nipple piercings.
They’re never up this late, or at least they haven't been since you moved in with them. You’re the new girl still and while they’re all kind to you, you don’t fit in. It’s like they’re a family. They have history together that you just don’t. They’ve been through so much together while you just kinda just fell into it. Literally.
Yeah sure, you have super strength but it’s not something you want. Unlike most of the others, your power was something you were born with. You’ve never wanted to be a hero, you just want to be normal.
One day you were walking home from work while watching some stupid cat tik tok. You tripped and fell into this guy, tanging together with him on the sidewalk. When you looked up the entire avenger squad was running your way. Then you noticed the blood. The guy was covered in it. He had this look in his eyes that felt off. You didn't think, just punched. Your fist collided with his face, giving a satisfying crunch before he could scurry away.
Captain America got to you first and to your surprise chewed you out for your recklessness, it was quite the out of body experience. According to him, you shouldn’t have been on your phone while walking. He didn’t even say thank you or anything for catching the guy. But oh, how it made you feel with him standing over you all big with his muscles and piercing blue eyes. You should have been offended by how he was treating you but instead found yourself turned on.
Knocking out an evil villain made you a target, or so you were told. Your options were to join the avengers or live knowing that someone would probably show up in your life and either kill you or turn you into a weapon. You didn’t have much of a choice but to go with them.
That was a month ago. Since then you’ve mostly tried to stay to yourself.
Today, or rather tonight, you crave ice cream.
The freezer is always filled with all sorts of treats so you’ve made a sort of routine a few nights a week where you sneak out and eat a dessert.
You plop a hefty spoonful of vanilla ice cream into a bowl and bring the sweet treat to your lips, moaning at how good it tastes. Someone coughs and you look up into dark brown eyes.
“Oh, sorry, was this yours?” you ask Sam.
“No, you’re good, keep going.” He says, smirking as he steps back and crosses his arms.
You pause for a few minutes trying to understand what’s happening.
“Where’s Cap?” he asks.
“I don’t know?”
“Woah,” Tony’s voice rings through the air. you look up to see the whole crew walking in sans Vision and his highness, Captain America.
They look at you like you’re naked or something and it makes you feel more and more uncomfortable. Then you realize that they’re not looking at you, they’re looking at your breasts.
Fuck.
You look down and remember you’re not wearing a bra. They don't know that your nipples are pierced, or didn't know. Now they do.
“Hey, what’s everyone doing in here?” Vision walks in and looks around, knitting his brow in confusion. He looks at your nipples but doesn't seem surprised. “I don't understand.”
“I’ll explain later,” Wanda says quietly.
“Apparently nobody here has seen a nipple piercing before.” you say, rolling your eyes.
“It’s just a surprise to come in here and see you showing them off in that little outfit. I should have known, the shy ones are always the ones with fun surprises.”  Tony says.
“You should have heard her moaning a few minutes ago,” Sam chimes in.
You should walk away but your feet won’t move.
“We’re looking respectfully. Wanda says.
“I’m looking a bit disrespectful.” Natasha says. “Sorry, ”
“Why would you do that to yourself?” Bucky asks.
“You can't ask that Buck.” Bruce chides.
“I think I’m going to go to my room.” You finally say, moving towards the hallway.
“You don’t have to leave. I’ve come across many women with piercings, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.”  Thor laughs.
“Yeah, don't leave, stay right there and moan more.” Clint adds.
“Well now she’s definitely going to leave,” Peter says, glaring at Clint. "and she was just starting to warm up to us. I'm tired of waiting for-" He's elbowed by Natasha.
“Children. Actual children.” Stephen sighs.
“Cap’s going to be pissed,” Tony says.
“Why?” you ask, stopping and turning around.
“She doesn't know,” Peter says.
“Know what?”
“He obviously has a thing for you,” Wanda rolls her eyes.
“So?”
“He’s old fashioned, doesn’t like anyone walking around barely clothed, let alone his girl. He gets jealous.” Bucky shrugs.
“We’re also not really supposed to have piercings,” Peter adds.
You slowly back away. “Ok, well this conversation was weird… let’s not do it again.”
You slink back into the hallway and almost reach your room when you’re pushed against the wall. You’re used to being able to push anyone off but Steve is even stronger than you. Warmth pools in your belly as you realize that you feel totally powerless for the first time in your life. Fuck, why does this turn you on so much?
“Did it hurt,” Steve whispers. He brings his fingers to a nipple and plays with it, making your knees go weak.
“When I got it, yes.”
“And now?”
“It… It feels good.”
“Good,” he purrs, groping at your breasts.
He reaches around you and opens the handle, pushing you in.
“You’ll have to get rid of them,” he says frowning.
Fire is ignited inside you.
“You can’t tell me not to get rid of them just because of your stupid sexism.”
“Oh, you misunderstand,” he says “I like them. If it was up to me you’d keep them,”
“Then why?”
“Combat and piercings don’t mix,” he shrugs.
“Piercings or not, don’t wear this outfit out of your room again,” he brushes a finger over one of the piercings. “And yes, I’m definitely being sexist.”
“I-” your breath hitches as he leans into your ear and takes a lobe in his mouth, “But you like it, don't you naughty girl?” He whispers.
You bite your lower lip and flutter your eyelashes. You should say something, anything. He backs off of you and opens your door.
“Welcome to the team,” he smirks before leaving.
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thedamageofherdays · 3 years
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This week's [23-08-2021 - 29-08-2021] reading log is here! I read a lot again this week and I feel like it's a lovely variety of fics. Most fics are Stucky like usual, but there's at least one other ship. I am constantly amazed by the talent people have in this fandom! There was one fic I read on Tumblr that I can't seem to find unfortunately, but when I do I'll make sure to reblog and rec it 💕
Favourites are marked with a 🌻
When life gives you lemons by moonthejedi394 @moonythejedi394 [Stucky, 40k words, Mature] (12/15 chapters available)
Or 13 Terrible Things to Do With Lemons Other Than Making Lemonade
Steve Rogers is a home health nurse. He works for an agency, which assigned him to the aging Winifred Barnes, the one and only Silent Era Hollywood darling. As her needs increased, she requested the agency assign Steve to her full-time. She could pay for it, so she got it. Steve then moved in with her, becoming her caregiver; he cooked, he cleaned, he managed her medications, he made sure she was comfortable.
Winifred's children treated him less than ideally. He was the help, after all. And then Steve had the audacity to go and turn out to be eldest son James Barnes's soulmate. No one saw that coming.
The Masseur and the Assassin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy @buckybarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 17k words, Explicit]
Bucky Barnes needed a vacation from his job. What he found was a happy ending.
The Words Breathe by buckbarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]
All Steve has to do is keep his promise. When he doesn’t, Bucky gets mouthy.
Soft by this_wayward_life @wayward-lives [Stucky, 2k words, Explicit]
The last time he'd seen Bucky he'd looked unhealthy, with pallid skin and greasy, lanky hair. Now, Bucky shone; his hair was thick and silky, his skin a deep bronze from spending so much time outside. He was softer, too; the hard muscle that used to cover him was now replaced by soft fat, his body still strong, but in a more mundane way. His thighs were thicker, his ass plumper, and when he'd pulled Steve into the river Steve had noticed the pudge on his stomach.
Seeing Bucky so happy, well-fed and shining, was a bit of a kick in the face. For all the years they'd known each other, he'd never seen Bucky so... care-free. Now that Bucky was putting on weight, his middle soft and his body malleable, it sent a bolt of arousal through Steve every time he noticed the curves of Bucky's body.
Or: Bucky put on a bit of weight in Wakanda, and Steve is Not Coping.
🌻 Revive Another Side of Me by dontcallmebree @iamthe-wo-manwhocan [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]
Steve’s never lived in a world without Bucky, and he’s not living now. It takes them a while, much too long, to get that awaited rest, a little slice of peace after the dust has settled.Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes are inseparable, history remembers. But they’re not men of the past quite yet.
🌻 imagine being loved by me by spacebuck @spacebuck [Stucky, 20k words, Explicit]
Just after 1am - a few hours after he posted today’s photo - he hears the tell-tale sound of a twitter message. Bucky grabs his phone, not checking who it’s from as he opens it because it’s probably one of his mutuals yelling at him as per usual. When he actually looks at his phone, though, it’s not Natasha
The ‘verified’ check stares back at him for a long moment before he can even bring himself to process the name on his screen. Steve Rogers is messaging him. Or, he reasons, a very good fake. The handle looks right though, not that Bucky knows. Not that Bucky has Captain’s America’s tweets set up as notifications, or that Bucky’s own display name is set to captain america’s bitch. Not at all.
Hey, the first message says. It’s Steve.
🌻 JB’s Complete Lube Services by dixons_mama @dixons-mama [Stucky, 3k words, Explicit]
People just didn’t approach Captain America and proposition him. Although, sometimes Steve wished they would; even the pinnacle of virtue and justice needed to get dicked down from time to time.
Or, the one where Steve has the hots for a mechanic and decides to be proactive in getting that dick.
If it had to be someone by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]
Bucky had known since he was a child that he didn’t have a choice in who he married, but he’d thought he had more time before the day arrived.
Miscalculations by christywantspizza @christywantspizza [Ransom Drysdale/Reader, 6k words, Explicit]
Ransom tries to get you to sleep with him by less than honorable means. You give him what he wants, just not how he wants it.
How to Seduce a Writer by obsessivereader [Stucky, 2k words, Teen]
What's a determined master strategist going to do when the oblivious writer he's trying to woo keeps missing all the clues?
He doesn’t think it’s because he hadn’t signaled his own interest to Bucky. He’s pretty much done everything short of hitting Bucky over the head with semaphore flags by this point. There’s no way Bucky could’ve missed them. Unless… There’d been that one link he’d stumbled upon when he’d googled ‘how to talk to a writer’. It’d been written by a writer, who’d been candid about how oblivious writers could be, and how someone could go about seducing one. An idea starts to form. It’s ridiculous, but at this point, he’s willing to go with ridiculous, since subtle wasn’t getting him anywhere.
🌻 Pod Bless America by Deisderium @deisderium [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]
Bucky can't believe his favorite podficcer recorded his newest fanfic AU of the show Commandos. He's even more surprised when the customer who busts him listening to fic while he's working in the office supply store turns out to be that podficcer.
* The guy—maybe bi_shield?—took his phone, looked down at the screen, and smiled. "Yeah, that one's mine," he said with no evidence of embarrassment. "It was a good one." He handed the phone back to Bucky.
"I wrote it," Bucky croaked.
take a bite by wearing_tearing [Stucky, 7k words, Mature]
"I’d never let anyone freeze to death.” Steve gives a big sigh and flutters his lashes. “All that blood gone to waste.”
Bucky’s lips turn down and his nose scrunches up a little. “I want to be grossed out, but…”
“But you get it.” Steve gives him a pointed look. “Vampires aren’t the only ones who can appreciate how juicy blood is.”
*
Or: Vampire Steve saves newly-turned werewolf Bucky from a snowstorm.
Leaving the Shield Behind by BuckyAboveEverything [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]
“So, on one hand, we have Steve Rogers - hunk, genius, animal lover. Buys you waffles and overpriced coffee. 100% wholesome all-American boy.”
“And, on the other hand, we have Capsicle – twink, smart-ass, fanboy. Reads your stories and sends you fanart. Possibly a pervert or a serial killer.”
Bucky groaned.
“I am 100% certain I am 0% sure of what to do."
Bucky Barnes, full-time copywriter and free-time fanfic writer, struggles to choose between two equally-attractive suitors, only to find that he doesn’t have to after all.
* Based on a true story *
Cap's Book Corner by Neche [Stucky, 2k words, Teen]
Recluse Author Bucky Barns stumbles into fanboy Steve Rogers bookstore one day...
Cat Nap by galwednesday @galwednesday [Stucky, 8k words, Teen]
Objectively, losing the Bucharest safehouse and its contents was the least of Bucky’s problems. The balding agent he’d seen directing the raid was apparently affiliated with SHIELD, which was a shadowy government agency that made representatives from other shadowy government agencies suddenly remember urgent appointments when Bucky tried to bribe, threaten, and otherwise shake them down for information on what the hell SHIELD might want with a former brainwashed assassin. Dodging SHIELD should be his number one priority.
Subjectively, he wanted his fucking cat back.
at any given moment by honeypuffed [Stucky, 1k words, Teen]
Steve and Bucky find out that everyone thinks they're sleeping together.
Brought to Brightness by eyres [Stucky, 10k words, Teen]
Army veteran Bucky Barnes has fallen in love with Steve, a guy he met online a few months after he returned from Afghanistan. Only problem is, he doesn't know Steve's last name or even what he looks like.
When his sister helps him send his story into MTV's Catfish, he's hoping they can help him meet Steve or, at least, let him move on with his life if Steve isn't real. Little does he know, Steve and Captain America have more in common than just a first name.
🌻 Nokken Wood by leveragehunters @leveragehunters [Stucky, 10k words, Teen]
When Sam's friend needs a house-sitter for his place in the country, Steve jumps at the chance. Six months rent-free to do nothing but draw and paint and wander the countryside, looking for inspiration? It was like a dream. But when he gets lost in a storm and nearly falls into a pond he starts to rethink the whole like a dream aspect of life in the country. And when a red-eyed, sharp-clawed, silver-fanged creature rises out of the darkness, Steve is one hundred percent certain the dream's morphed into a nightmare.
...until it gives him a cup of tea.
(Inspired partly by this prompt a supernatural creature is supposed to scare you but instead it gives you a cup of tea and a blanket because you're having a bad day and you keep coming back and partly by this painting.)
Professional Pride by galwednesday [Stucky, 700 words, Teen]
Bucky is having a very good day, until he turns around and finds himself face-to-face with Captain America.
“Oh shit,” he blurts before he can stop himself, and Captain America blinks at him. “Hey, hi, I didn’t expect to see you here.” Here, at New York’s Pride parade, surrounded by thousands of happy screaming people wearing rainbows and sometimes not much else. What is he doing here? Is he on guard duty or something? Was he just on a mission and happened to be passing by on his way back?
He’s in uniform but with the cowl loose around his neck, so when he rubs the back of his head it fluffs up his matted hair. “I, uh. I saw one of your–temporary tattoos?” Captain fucking America says, like it’s a question.
The A-bridged Guide to Trolling by galwednesday [Stucky, 1k words, Teen]
“I don’t have any money.”
Oh no, now the girl looked upset. Her eyes were huge and her lip was wobbling. Bucky tried to think fast despite the oh shit oh shit oh shit looping through his head.
“That’s okay,” Bucky said gently. “I don’t need money. We can figure out another kind of toll.”
The girl frowned at him. “Like what?”
Bucky scratched his head, trying to think of something a kid was certain to have on hand. “Do you know any jokes?”
(Fantasy AU in which Steve is a hedge witch with a green thumb, Bucky is a bridge troll who's new in town, and knock-knock jokes are a viable form of currency.)
It's a bittersweet ending (if you know what I mean) by relenafanel [Stucky, 1k words, Teen]
“I’ll see you around, Steve,” Bucky answers with a smirk, moving away from the counter with a wink.
Steve watches him go. Bucky’s wearing a pair of skinny jeans coated in something to give the appearance of leather. It’s impossible to not watch him go.
stuck on you by wearing_tearing [Stucky, 5k words, Teen]
“Bucky? You don’t look so hot.”
Bucky makes a tiny little sound in the back of his throat, only to start coughing. Of course he doesn’t look hot. He’s sick and he’s dying and Steve obviously isn’t attracted to him.
Decision-Making in Relationships (Paid Research Opportunity!) by castiowl [Stucky, 8k words, Teen]
Clint looked thoughtfully at the flyer. “I guess your actual roommate wouldn’t be down with it?”
Bucky frowned. “Have you met Steve Rogers?”
no way out but through by hollimichele [Stucky, 9k words, Teen]
Steve never sees it coming.
you got blood on your hands (and i know it's mine) by nighimpossible [Stucky, 3k words, Teen]
Bucky refuses to see Steve after his deprogramming.
Like What You See by daisymondays [Stucky, 8k words, Teen]
For all the time Bucky’s spent fantasizing about meeting Captain America, he’d never imagined it would be while posing nude in front of a drawing class.
🌻 A Real Boy by itsnotbleak [Stucky, 5k words, Teen]
It took the Winter Soldier three weeks to remember that human beings needed to sleep and eat.
It took Steve far too long to realise the Winter Soldier was sleeping in his bed.
Amapola by chaya [Stucky, 830 words, Teen]
Total fluff. Bucky's recovering nicely. Steve's oblivious. Sometimes it's best to set aside subtlety for action.
Knocking Boots With Sugar by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 4k words, Explicit]
In between summers at college, Steve Rogers wants a new adventure beyond his lonely life in Brooklyn. He ends up in West Texas working on a dude ranch where Bucky Barnes is a long-time employee. When Bucky offers to buy Steve a drink, they end up drunk on tequila and making out in public. For the rest of the summer, they're inseparable. As the summer draws to a close, Steve realizes he doesn't want to leave.
Rogers and Associate by roe87 @jro616 [Stucky, 7k words, Teen]
When they first meet, Bucky is a hooker and Steve is a cop. She's been arrested, but Steve lets her off.
Years pass and they maintain a casual friendship, seeing each other out on the streets most nights.
Though he later makes detective, Steve loses faith in the system and quits his job.
He wants to set up as a private investigator, and he asks Bucky if she'd be his assistant.
Just in time by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]
Bucky knew the apartment he was renting was old fashioned, but walking in the front door and finding himself transported back to 1938 was not on the list of things he had prepared himself for.
🌻 You Like What's in My Head by dontcallmebree [Stucky, 15k words, Explicit] (with art by @kocuria)
Bucky can’t decide if Steve’s a tough nut to crack or incredibly easy. The timbre of his voice, a low and almost amused, “Sure, kid,” when Bucky asks for a drink feels like something gripping him on the back of his neck.
He thinks this might be one of those moments in life he’ll pinpoint in the future and either curse at for dooming himself, or remember fondly with pride.
He’s right. Bucky Barnes blunders through falling in love with Commander Rogers and tries to find a deeper meaning behind the expensive gifts and thorough fucking.
Can I Sit Here? by BuckyFrickenBarnes [Stucky, 962 words, General]
Bucky has unusual methods for getting rid of his writer's block.
Or, Bucky needs that table.
Workplace Romance by BuckyFricken Barnes [Stucky, 1k words, General]
Bucky is under the impression that his boss hates him.
Or,
Steve needs to get better at dealing with his feelings.
🌻 1-800-MAYTAG by Miss Plum @misspluckyplum [Stucky, 1k words, Explicit]
Bucky just wants to get some housework done. It gets out of hand fast. Silly little fluff and smut romp with snarky stucky boys.
Eyes of the Forest by Lordelannette [Stucky, 7k words, Explicit] (2/8 chapters available)
When Omega Bucky Barnes comes to Eagle Lake, it was in search of wolves, a creature that had not been seen in the area for decades.
What he finds instead is Steve Rogers, a handsome, though quiet Alpha who seems to be everywhere in the forest.
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itsany62 · 3 years
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SteveTony - Alternate Universe
Here are some Alternate Universe fics that I love. Don't forget to leave kudos and nice comments in every fic!
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Food for the Heart, by LagLemon, 14 k >, Cooking, No Powers.
After being introduced to a gourmet food on a budget blog by Pepper (a gift for her elderly, cheapskate mother) Tony starts cooking again. The recipes are good, but the blog owner is even better. Still, Tony isn't so sure Captain America, the guy who runs the blog, can compete with Hot Bagboy, the gorgeous blond who works at the grocery store.
"Free to Good Home" by Captain_Panda, 7 k > words, Alternate Universe - Animals.
"Oliver and Company" AU.
There's a great big world outside the box.
But it's a dog-eat-dog world, and Tony's just one cat. Then a stray dog comes along, looking for a friend.
A Day In Principal Stark's Office, by nannersmelo, 10 k > words, Steve Single Parent, Director Tony.
Tony Stark has his hands full with not only Stark Industries, but also his beloved mother's life project: The Maria Stark Academy, and as he enters his office in order to deal with a ferocious mother whose son was apparently assaulted by one of his brightest students, he was sure this day would culminate in nothing but a heinous headache. Little did he know - he was in for one hell of a surprise.
I Am the Night by gottalovev, 6 k > words, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Vampire Tony Stark, Wizard Steve Rogers.
That's it. Tony is doomed. He rolls on his back, crosses his wings over his belly and closes his eyes. He'll await death here, misunderstood by the world to the bitter end.
C is for Calculus and Compromise, by heydoeydoey, 11 k>, Gifted AU, Post-Divorce, Angts with a Happy Ending.
Steve's just trying to give his prodigy daughter a normal childhood. Enter a meddling school administrator, Tony Stark, and too many lawyers.
tell you my love for you by jelliebean, 22 k > words, Alternate Universe - Normal High School, Based on Love Simon.
A guy at Shield High comes out on tumblr, anonymously. Tony thought he was the only gay guy on campus--not out, because of Howard--and sends him an email.
“Hey, Flying. Same here. I’ve got a secret too, and it’s like I’m hiding who I am, every day. From everyone. All the closest people to me. But I just can’t tell them. I’m gay, too. It feels like I’m putting on this mask, this shell of who I think they want me to be. Even though I don’t think my friends would judge me. I don’t know why. I just. I’ve got a secret. –Shell”
The guy seems great--amazing, even, and then Hammer has to step in and ruin it all.
Mergers & Acquisitions by Robin_tCJ, 33 k > words, Angst, sex as currency.
Steve Rogers is the CEO of the Rogers Corporation, which he built from the ground up. When he learns that Hydra International is making a bid for a hostile takeover of Stark Industries, he decides he has to do what he can to stop Hydra from overtaking the market and becoming an unstoppable, unethical conglomerate. Tony Stark asks for something Steve isn’t sure he should give, but he does it anyway – and it completely changes everything. But when Hydra keeps coming, Steve and Tony realize there’s more to this than they’d realized.
Meeting the Monsters by itsallAvengers, 23 k > words, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Creatures & Monsters.
Tony's at public school with kids his age for the first time in seventeen years, and he is determined that this year is gonna be his year. He's going to make friends. He's going to be popular. People will like him.
Unsurprisngly, none of that actually happens.
He does sort-of-maybe fall in love with a vampire in his class that everyone is terrified of, though. So... there's that.
(I Want You To See) The Darkest Side Of Me by ann2who, 45 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Fusion, Post-World War II.
In Monte Carlo, Steve meets the wealthy widower Anthony Stark. It’s love at first sight—at least for Steve—and he can’t believe his luck when Tony asks him to live at Stark Mansion, his large estate in Malibu. Never in his life had Steve thought something like this was possible… never had he been this happy. However, soon Steve realizes that Tony is still deeply troubled by the death of his first wife and haunted by the many ghosts she left behind. The longer Steve lives in her shadow, the more he understands that… He can never be what Tony’s wife had once been for him. And Tony might never truly love him.
Gift With Purchase Remix by sabrecmc, 43 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, hooker Steve, Sugar Daddy.
Gift With Purchase Remix wherein Steve actually is a hooker. But for a Really Sympathetic Reason.
The Little Glass Screwdriver by ann2who, 19 k > words, Cinderella AU.
When Prince Steven is forced to find himself a bride, true love gets in the way. As the night of the grand ball unfolds, the prince meets a mysterious knight who might just change his entire life in a way he could have never imagined.
**Cinderella AU**
Covered in Lines by royal_chandler, 3 k > words, Alternate Universe - Student/Teacher, Alternate Universe - College/University, Age Difference.
He can’t lose sight of pale, deft hands that gesture on transitive verbs, an ink-stained thumb edging underneath Tony’s ribcage with an affection that can only be called dangerous.
half-wild and glimmering by deathsweetqueen , 15 k > words, Alternate Universe - Western, Prostitution.
“Give me a drink, Tasha,” Tony sighs as he lands in front of the bar. “I’ve had one hell of a day.”
Natasha raises an eyebrow. “Have you really?” she asks, loftily, sliding a tumbler of whiskey along the well-polished wood.
Tony lets his head hang, the sweat beading on the back of his neck. “You wouldn’t believe what I’ve had to put myself through today,” he sighs, wearily.
“I would not know. You will not let me work the rooms,” Natasha retorts, her voice a little strained, busying her hands in a dirty glass.
“I don’t let you work the rooms ‘cause you’re liable to kill anyone who touches ya the wrong way and we can’t lose that much of our business,” Tony reminds her, wryly amused, sipping at his whiskey. He shakes his head at the burn. “We peddle flesh, darling, not death.”
peers, fears and holiday cheers by jacobby, 24 k > words, Parent Tony Stark.
“He’s only two years older than you,” Tony finally says when the silence becomes too much to bear.
“Dad, Teddy is turning twenty-seven next year.”
“I am not dating your husband—”
“I’m not implying you are. I just want you to be...aware that he’s practically the same age as my husband.”
AKA
Tony Stark's new boyfriend is only two years older than his adult sons. Telling them is one thing, introducing them is another. What Tony doesn't expect is that the past always has a way of catching up to him, of biting him in the ass when he least expects it. Well, at least they're all together for the Holidays. What more can he ask for?
A Higher Form of War by sabrecmc, 292 k > words, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Historical Romance.
Tony is a King with a surprising number of people out to kill him. Steve and the rest of the Avengers are fighting for Pierce's rebellion and end up with Tony as their prisoner. Oops.
you can call me babe for the weekend by complicationstoo, 10 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, actor Tony Stark.
Tony left his small town for Los Angeles after high school, leaving behind everything to pursue his dream. Ten years later, he comes back for the first time and finds that some things are impossible to let go of.
Lord, What Fools These Mortals Be by iam93percentstardust, 72 k > words, Alternate Universe - Theatre.
Famed director Phil Coulson brings Shakespeare’s beloved play, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, to Broadway. This production though comes with a twist: a brief but passionate love affair between the faerie king, Oberon, and his attendant, Puck. In the roles of the two star-crossed lovers, Coulson casts America’s darling Steve Rogers, fresh off his third Academy Award, and Broadway royalty, Tony Stark. Steve quickly finds himself falling for the quick-witted and sarcastic actor but Tony is dating the stage manager. Unwilling to come between the seemingly happy couple, Steve steps back but all isn’t right behind the scenes and Tony may need him when everything falls apart.
and so we rebuild by raeldaza, 26 k > words, Alternate Universe - Star Trek Fusion, Soulmates, Mutual Pining.
Sometimes, a voice whispers: you will never atone for your mistakes.
Tony believes that, believes it so strongly some days he drowns in it, but he still tries. Tries through Starfleet, tries through inventions, tries through missions. Then, one day, he meets his new Captain, and things change.
and teach this heart (how to beat with light), by starklystar, 40 k >, AU Hospital, Single parent Steve.
Eight years ago, at a funeral with a baby's cries ringing in his ears, Tony Stark decided to turn his life around. He's a genius, billionaire, philanthropist. What's so hard to adding 'doctor' to that list? And after that, it can't be that hard to add 'husband' and 'father' too, right? But the past has a way of haunting even the very best of us, and in any universe, Tony Stark and Steve Rogers have never had an easy love.
Featuring: drama, chaos, Peter's scheming, meddling friends, and doctors learning again that the heart can never be as simple as four chambers and four valves.
Catching Lightning in a Bottle by sabrecmc, 120 k > words, Alternate Universe - Sweet Home Alabama Fusion.
College student Tony meets janitor Steve at MIT and they fall blissfully in love, until Howard happens and things fall apart. One divorce paperwork snafu courtesy of the ever-helpful Jarvis, and ten years later, Tony has to get re-divorced from Steve.
This does not go as he imagines.
Or, the Sweet Home Alabama AU that no one--well, okay, a few of you--asked for.
The Night Shift by weethreequarter , 16 k > words, Alternate Universe - Hospital.
Welcome to the Emergency Department of San Antonio General where Dr. Tony Stark joins the team fresh from his most recent tour in Afghanistan and - much to the consternation of the other staff - strikes up an instant rapport with Nurse Steve Rogers. Meanwhile, new resident Bruce Banner refuses to give up on his patient, and Dr. Sharon Carter learns something from her own patients. Throw in a pissed off hospital administrator, Clint using the coffee pot as a mug again, and a major car crash and you have, well, just another night shift.
Cake It Till You Make It by ChocolateCapCookie, 10 k > words, Kid Fic, Alternate Universe - Bakery.
Steve Rogers and Tony Stark have a lot in common. They're single parents, they own rival bakeries at the center of town... and they both hate each other's guts.
When a mix-up at Peter and Morgan's school has both fathers scrambling to prove they're the better baker, they do the mature, adult thing and compete in a bake-off. Between the mixing and the creaming, the baking and the icing, Steve and Tony find that hate is actually not that far from love.
Looking for Heaven by foxxcub, 31 k > words, Alternate Universe - Regency, Marriage of Convenience.
When young Lord Anthony Stark learns Steven Rogers has enlisted in the army, he thinks he's seen the last of his tiny, headstrong, haughty stable boy. But four years later, Lord Stark gets an unexpected visit from Steve, whose mother has fallen gravely ill and into financial ruin. Even more unexpected, Steve agrees to a shocking proposal: they will marry, giving Steve the necessary funds to save his mother, and Tony the much-needed reprieve from harassing would-be suitors. It is a business arrangement, nothing more. But as time goes on and circumstances arise, Tony begins to learn that keeping his heart away from his husband is easier said than done.
just a guy, standing in front of another guy by theappleppielifestyle, 12 k > words.
“It’s not real,” Tony says, still smiling, jaw twitching with effort. “The fame. It’s - I’m just a guy."
(Or, Notting Hill AU, with a twist.)
Mother of Exiles (A Titanic AU) by BladeoftheNebula, 21 k > words, Alternate Universe - Titanic Fusion.
“You’ll never guess what just happened!” Steve said, taking a deep breath to try and calm his breathing. “I met someone. A guy from first class.”
Dublin 1912: Steve Rogers is barely making ends meet, living in the tenement slums of Dublin. But a stroke of good luck gives him and his best friend the chance to change their fortune. Two tickets to America on board the RMS Titanic.
The Devil You Know by shetlandowl, 17 k > words, Alternate Universe - Detectives, Alternate Universe - Author/Novelist.
Best selling author Tony Stark revives the bodice ripper genre for a modern audience. From frisky gay cowboys to ravenous lesbian pirate queens, he consistently delivers riveting thrillers full of romance, drama, and the filthy, unapologetically kinky sex that has become his trademark specialty.
Tony has everything a man could dream of - horny, adoring fans, and boatloads of money. Or that's what he thought, until Detective Steve Rogers walks into his life and turns it all upside down.
Bears and Mountains and Lumberjacks Oh My! by justanotherrollingstony (adoctoraday), 24 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Lumberjack Steve Rogers.
It was supposed to be easy--go meet the reclusive artist and buy some art. And then came the broken down car. And the snowstorm. And the lumberjack with a face like a greek god. So yea, Tony is stuck in a cabin in the woods with a hot lumberjack till the storm clears. Could be worse.
Series: A Furious Vexation by Annie D (scaramouche), 18 k > words, Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse.
A Steve/Tony post-apocalypse AU that exists pretty much just for the smut.
That Feline Beat by Tito11, 5 k > words, Alternate Universe - Animals.
Presenting Steve and Tony in the Aristocats!AU
Tony and his three kittens have been kidnapped from their fancy Upper East Side apartment while their owners are away and deposited on the mean streets of Harlem. Unsure of where they are or how to get back home, they'll have to rely on street cat Steve to guide them. Will they get home safely? Will Tony's fear of abandonment cause him to drive away the best tomcat he's ever known? Only time will tell.
do you fondue? by calciseptine, 16 k > words, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting.
Tony has done crazy things in the name of food, but falling in love with Steve Rogers really takes the cake.
a glimpse of heaven's love by parkrstark, 13 k> words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Terminal Illnesses.
The child begins to empty his pockets. He starts to count coins on the counter. Tony huffs a little impatiently as he realizes most of them are pennies.
The cashier actually humors the kid and counts along with him. They reach 3 dollars and 54 cents before he shakes his head sadly. "Sorry, kid. There's not enough here."
The kid sounds close to crying. "I need these paints for my Papa. It's Christmas Eve and these...he doesn't have any. The doctors said he doesn't have long. I want him to have these. In case he meets Jesus tonight, I want him to paint one more time. Please."
Tony takes a step forward, arms still full of toys he's buying just because. He can cover this child's gift for his dying father. Money. Money is what he's good for.
"I'll buy them."
--
Or, the Christmas Shoes AU no one but me asked for.
If you survive first impressions, you're good to go by itsallAvengers, 3 k > words, Parent Tony Stark, Alternate Universe - No Powers.
The first time Peter Parker-Stark sees Steve Rogers, he may or may not be standing in direct path of the man's motorcycle.
His daddy is really not going to be happy about that one.
A Rat-ional Conclusion by BladeoftheNebula, 6 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Veterinarians, Parent Tony Stark.
He had a strong flurry of patients throughout the morning and by the time it rolled around to noon, he was just about worn out.
He walked out into the reception, stretching until he felt a satisfying pop. “Are we done?”
Bucky checked the screen. “Just about. One more before lunch - a rat, singular.”
Steve breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully straight forward then. “Great, let me know when they-”
He was interrupted by the bell over the door and looked up to see a little girl cradling a small animal carrier, being shepherded through the door by easily one of the hottest men he’d ever seen in real life.
Oh wow.
Tidal Pull by sabrecmc, 97 k > words, Octopus Tony Stark, Alternate Universe - Shipwrecked.
After the American Civil War, Union soldier Steve Rogers takes a chance on an opportunity to sail with the Stark Trading Company down in the Caribbean. During a terrible storm, his ship is lost. To his surprise, he survives, and ends up stranded on an island that isn't quite as deserted as he first thinks.
Or, a reverse Little Mermaid tale where Steve has to fall for the fish-man.
Twelve Days by elysianprince, 22 k > words, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Ghosts.
In which Tony finds himself in a town that looks like it crawled out of a Hallmark Christmas movie, trying to sell an inn he didn't know he owned, all while dealing with Steve Rogers, the resident ghost who has returned to haunt the inn each December during the twelve days of Christmas for the past seventy years. Tony has only one logical solution that benefits them both: break the curse that binds him - but falling for a man almost a century old wasn't among his plans.
She kissed me by S_Horne, 1 k > words, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting.
“Your mom kissed me.”
Steve blinked awake and lifted his head from his pillow to look over at the silhouette in the doorway. “What?”
“Your mom,” Tony reiterated. “She kissed me.”
“Yeah,” Steve said simply, “she does that.”
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never asked anyone to save me, but if it's you, i'll take it - Alpha!Bucky/Omega!Sam
Title: never asked anyone to save me, but if it's you, i'll take it [AO3 Link] Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson Rating: ❗NSWF/Explicit❗ 18+ only Warnings/Tags: Alpha/Omega Dynamics, Alpha!Bucky, Omega!Sam, cockwarming, unexpected fluff? Summary: I’m bad at summaries, but Bucky is an Alpha on the brink of going feral, denying himself his body's needs. Steve is someone who only just got his best friend back and can't bear to lose him to this, but can't help him being an Alpha himself. Sam is an Omega that could save him, but can he?
Fic: for my Bingo Square "Sam Wilson" (BBB) Chapter 1: for my Bingo Square "Alpha/Beta/Omega" (WFB) Chapter 2: for my Bingo Square "cockwarming" (WFB)
CHAPTER ONE
Sam enters the break room at the Wrong Time for a conversation he never wanted to hear.
“He can’t keep hiding in his room forever.”
“I know, Tony. I know. I’m working on it.”
“I only spared you because he’s your best friend, but I can’t anymore, you gotta know. You know what? I’m just gonna say it. I’m just gonna tell you, because it’s ruining my life and I can’t -”
“Tony,” Steve uses his Tony Voice, which is somehow exasperated yet still patient.
“I am literally afraid to send anyone into his room after his rut. There! Happy now? They come out scarred for life! It’s carnage in there, Cap, absolute carnage. Like a fucking hurricane. He needs to get his dick in an Omega like, yesterday. It’s literally costing me a fortune. I’ve had to buy four mattresses since he moved in here!”
The look on Steve’s face very clearly indicates he is not happy about it at all, and just closes his eyes, still standing with his arms crossed, like he’d simply fallen asleep standing up. Sam doesn’t blame him, because the image is terrifying.
“I’m sorry Tony,” Steve snaps. “But I don’t have any spare omegas lying around, do you? Besides, I’d rather it… not be a person on the receiving end. I’ll pay you for the mattresses, or whatever you need, he just needs more time. Please.” The edge in his voice is gone, leaving a defeated-looking Steve.
The way Tony huffs and throws his hands in the air as he walks out would normally tell anyone that they’re shit out of luck, but from where Sam’s standing, Steve actually has a good point right now, if he understands the story correctly.
“Sorry,” Steve sighs as he turns to him. “You need me?”
“Uh.” Sam had kind of forgotten what he’d come to see Steve about, but it certainly hadn’t been about his rampant Alpha best friend upstairs and now that’s all Sam can think about it. “That was… intense.”
“I know, I know. It’s bad, but you know how Buck is about letting people in,” Steve complains. “The worst part? I can’t do anything to help him. If I could, I would, I swear. But I… The serum changed me, and I can’t be what he needs. Sam, I don’t know what to do, it’s killin’ me to see it tearing him apart.”
And also his room, apparently, Sam thinks to himself while trying to tell Steve that there’s got to be a solution.
“He’s near feral, Sam,” Steve whispers, afraid and baby blue eyes downcast. “I just got him back, and I’m this close to losing him all over again.”
Hell in a handbasket, Sam can’t believe what he’s about to do.
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He knocks on the door to Bucky’s room, a place he’s never set foot in and had never intended to. To call Bucky a hermit would be an understatement, and Sam is mildly concerned that the room is utterly trashed, and should’ve asked what hazards he might find in there.
“Access Denied,” FRIDAY’s voice rings out unhelpfully.
“Gee thanks, I hadn’t noticed,” Sam rolls his eyes. “This is a wellness check FRIDAY, you know it overrules security preferences of the resident.”
“Access granted, though I must caution you against entering,” she replies. An AI is warning him against going into an Alpha’s room, how is this his life? But the doors click and Sam waits for them to slide open, revealing a dark cavern. Sam nearly falls over from the scent alone as he stumbles into the wall and holds his breath just to think straight as his mind begins to throb.
Alpha, Alpha, Alpha, Alpha
Clearly, Bucky’s not on suppressants, though Sam supposes there’s no reason he should be, given that he spends a total of 0 hours outside these very walls. Still, it makes it annoyingly harder for Sam to concentrate.
Alpha, Alpha…
He’s spent a good chunk of his life hiding the fact that he was an omega. Not because he was ashamed, but because people treated him differently when they thought he was a beta. Nobody in the Avengers towers knew, except maybe Nat. He just had to assume that she knew everything. Usually, people just assumed and Sam didn’t bother to correct them.
“James?” It feels too personal to call him Bucky, not when they don’t actually know each other that well.
Alpha?
There’s a shuffling noise somewhere in the room, though Sam’s eyes haven’t adjusted to the darkness yet.
“I came to check up on you,” he calls out again. “Steve’s been worrying about you.”
“Tell that punk to mind his own business,” a gravelly voice snaps harshly.
“You’ve met Steve, right?” Sam asks rhetorically. “You know it’s impossible for him to turn away. Especially not from you. I… I thought maybe I could try to help.”
Even in the pitch black of the room, Sam can see a silhouette of someone tall and broad, shoulders squared and body built like Steve’s.
“Ain’t something therapy can fix. Stop trying to help me,” the voice rasps again, like he’s not used to talking so much, or maybe he’d screamed himself hoarse at some point. “Just leave me be.”
“Do you want to go feral?” Sam thinks he understands a lot of what Bucky feels. It’s different, of course, but the principles are the same: guilt, trauma, questioning one’s self-worth. A veteran is a veteran, just that nobody on Earth has gone through what Bucky’s gone through.
“Maybe Steve will finally let you put me down.” It’s not really an answer, but it’s something that makes Sam’s heart twist uncomfortably.
“You’re not an animal to be put down,” he responds calmly.
Alpha, Alpha
“We’ll see.” There’s more rustling and Sam takes a few steps forward before a low growl rings in the mostly-empty room. Just as quickly as it comes, it stops.
“You’re... Not an Alpha.”
“I wouldn’t have come in here if I was,” Sam retorts. Seriously, did he come off as an amateur or something?
“Can you pass the memo along to Steve then,” Bucky mutters. Maybe if the situation weren’t so dire, he’d see that Bucky’s humour is a lot like his: laced with sarcasm. Sam can see the man’s shadow move, but hears no footsteps - it’s eerie, deadly, and it reminds him why it took SHIELD so long to find him in the first place.
“He’s just worried about you,” Sam tries again. “He… He’s devastated at the idea of you going feral.” As far as anyone knew, the only thing Bucky cared about was Steve. He had surrendered, for Steve. Agreed to be detained, cuffed, locked up, put on trial, for Steve. It’s the only bargaining chip they’d ever had on the assassin, the only leverage Sam could hope to use.
The silence that follows is tense and there's obviously a very fine line of what was ‘using Steve to get through to Bucky’ versus ‘using Steve to get to Bucky’ and Sam honestly isn’t sure where he’s toeing the line until Bucky makes a rumbling noise. It’s not exactly a growl, but not a content sound either.
“And what exactly is it that you’re proposing, counsellor?”
Sam’s a little flattered that Steve clearly talks about him to Bucky, then wonders how much Bucky knows about him, if it’s as deep as what he knows in return from the files that SHIELD’s collected on him, all the HYDRA secrets that they’d archived.
“Well, can we start with a light? And a window?”
“You shouldn’t’ve come in here without a filter,” Bucky chides, though there’s no harshness as Sam would’ve expected. Still, Bucky reaches behind one of his blackout curtains and cracks the window open. The breeze makes the curtain flutter, and for the briefest moment, Sam catches pale skin and light eyes surrounded by dark hair and it’s a glimpse of the Bucky that Steve would rave about. Beautiful. Bucky disappears and Sam hears a closing door, and before Sam can ask what he’s doing, he hears the shower run. Sam is baffled, but takes the time to step closer to the fresh air coming in, hoping it’ll help him clear his head. He tugs the curtain, just a little bit, just enough to see where he’s stepping, and he realizes Bucky’s room - his furniture - is just as dark even with the light. It only takes a few minutes, but the bathroom door opens again and the overpowering smell of Bucky has toned down, just a bit, though Sam can still smell something akin to a fresh breeze rolling off him.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he says quietly.
“You looked like you were going to pass out,” Bucky answers. “I don’t wanna be responsible for dragging your ass back into the hallway for clean up.”
“How considerate of you,” Sam deadpans. Bucky snorts, and Sam thinks it should be gross, but it’s kind of cute, actually.
“When’s the last time you knotted?” He cuts to the chase, trying to focus on his task at hand before his DNA starts to make him look for a life-mate in this mysterious man.
“A hundred years ago.”
“You’re only a hundred and seven, try again.”
“1943.”
“Are you shitting me right now?” It’s banter. Sort of. It’s easy.
“It was summer of 1943, we were just outside of Sicily and Steve was no longer an Omega. I told him we shouldn’t - we couldn’t. Dumbass insisted I knot him anyway, and it was dreadful.” Sam has no idea if Bucky is actually serious, but he thinks that if Bucky were going to joke about something, it wouldn’t be this.
“It’s the last time I remember, anyway. Properly. I know my body’s knotted, but I couldn’t tell you what decade to be honest. Or with who.” Bucky sounds resigned, cold, like he’s trying to detach that part of him and something about that ignites a fury inside Sam, that HYDRA violated Bucky’s mind, body, and also the intimacy of a mating, something that the man clearly cared for, given his history with Steve.
“I’m not really sure if I can, any more,” Bucky adds a little softer, voice unsure for the first time since Sam’s been here.
“That’s fucked up,” Sam says bluntly. “Your - it’s your body, your -”
“It wasn’t, back then. Not really, anyway.” Bucky’s tone is flat instead of angry, and Sam’s not really sure how to feel about Bucky being so nonchalant about his past trauma. The wind picks up and flicks the curtain again, a beam of light just catching half of Bucky’s face, where Sam now pieces together the strong, defined jawline with maybe a day-old stubble, his hair still a bit damp from his impromptu shower, and a glint of metal. Sam realizes that Bucky’s not even wearing a shirt, must’ve walked right out of the shower in god-knows-what.
He looks different from the photos Steve has in his room, but different from the ones in his SHIELD file, like the ones HYDRA had stored.
“Well, there’s only one way to find out, isn’t there?” Sam braves. Though still uneasy, he feels a resolve settling in his bones, a determination born out of want and less out of desperation.
“I’m not - no,” Bucky refuses. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“You’re a Beta, it won’t work. I can’t. Even with Steve being enhanced - I told him it wouldn’t work. I… I hurt him. And I don’t want to hurt anyone, I promised I wouldn’t, never again.”
There’s something fragile and tender in his admission, a tone underneath the spiced bravado of an Alpha is someone scared and timid, someone who never wanted to hurt people but was forced to anyway. Bucky is someone who drowns in guilt for the sins that he’s convinced he committed, and it makes Sam blurt out, “I’m not a Beta.”
It stuns Bucky into silence, apparently.
“I’m an Omega, nobody knows,” Sam adds quickly. “But if there’s anyone who can help you, it’s me.”
“Why?” Bucky drops back to a growl this time. “I told him I’m not worth all this, Sam.”
“Because I want to.” Sam realizes alarmingly that he does want to, and not just for Steve’s sake. His name sounds too natural coming out of Bucky’s mouth, something he’d never thought of before now. “So let me.”
“You shouldn’t -” Bucky hisses sharply as his nostrils fill with the sweet scent of Omega, a scent that he doesn’t remember smelling for decades now, and it’s enough to make him fall on his knees, doubled over. Sam pockets the pheromone blocker that he’d snapped off his wrist, a neat little invention of Tony’s, and stays still. It’s a bit of a cheap shot, to entice Bucky with his scent, but if it’s the best way to convince him, so be it.
“Why are you…” Bucky loses his train of thought as his next breath just short circuits his brain again. Omega.
His body craves it, and he’s thankful for the darkness surrounding him as he feels himself getting hard from the scent alone.
“James, can I come to you?”
Come for me, Bucky’s traitorous brain supplies.
“Ngh,” is the noise that comes out of his mouth, but he’s too dizzy to be embarrassed. Sam’s scent grows stronger and Bucky shivers as he curls his fingers into fists against his carpet. He wants, and it’s bad - this is what it feels like to go feral, he’s sure of it. To want to tear something - someone - apart and sink his teeth in until he tastes blood.
“James?” Sam’s voice is louder now, closer, honey-sweet just like his scent.
“You need to get out,” he manages through gritted teeth as his body aches with a fire he can’t control for much longer, and it burns, burns, burns. “I - I’m there. I’m there, it’s too late, just tell Stevie I’m sorry -”
“Oh hell no, you are not giving up on me,” Sam chastises before dropping to his own knees in front of Bucky, legs parted and it makes Bucky shudder as the heady scent of sex becomes stronger. “C’mon, bed.”
CHAPTER TWO
Bucky’s been in the army, he’s been good at taking directions, but it turned bitter when HYDRA forced them upon him, and yet he doesn’t think twice about following Sam, letting his arm be yanked on until he’s somewhat standing, realizing that Sam has a hold of vibranium but hasn’t let go.
“I’m going to hurt you,” Bucky tries again to plead with Sam when they make it to his bed, but the other man isn’t having it. Bucky feels strong but gentle hands on his shoulders, pushing backward and down. He sinks easily atop his mattress as he feels every inch of Sam’s legs sliding against his own when the man straddles him.
“Someone who’s feral doesn’t worry about hurting others, James,” Sam whispers softly, his breath hot against Bucky’s ear. “You’re okay, we’re both gonna be okay. Now kiss me.”
Bucky doesn’t mind Sam’s commands as he caves into his urges, his hands on Sam’s hips and Sam’s hands cradling his face. Sam tastes as delicious as he smells, sweet and spicy, like cinnamon apple pie and hot cider. He moans unabashedly into the kiss and there’s no doubt about whether or not Sam can feel Bucky’s cock swelling in his pants, or the strong waves of arousal rolling off of him.
“Sam - please -” Bucky doesn’t even know what he’s asking for, but somehow, Sam understands.
“I got you, it’s okay,” Sam assures him and down they go, rolling against Bucky’s sheets where Sam is surrounded by the scent of wilderness, like a hot spring in the mountains and fresh pine, but also something sharp, a scent he doesn’t quite recognize.
“Fuck, come here, c’mere.” Bucky’s losing the battle against himself, the warmth and weight of Sam’s body too much for him to resist. He’s spent the past few months trying to tamper down the super soldier within but he can’t help it when he hauls Sam further up the bed and flips them around so he can bracket Sam’s body with his own. He catches a glimpse of dark brown eyes, with long, curled lashes fanning out. He kisses Sam again, hungrily, his member now throbbing with the rush of blood, and he nips softly at Sam’s lips to test the waters. When Sam’s fingers dig just a bit harder into his hips, he dips his tongue in, dragging out the most beautiful sounds he’s heard in ages.
His torso is bare and lit up like a livewire when Sam’s hands skim up his sides, fingers tracing patterns into his shoulder blades, nails grazing against skin. The rush is too much to bear, and he takes Sam’s shirt off with enough gusto it almost rips, but Sam doesn’t seem to mind.
Even frantic with hunger, it’s not entirely rushed, just two strangers trying to figure out a rhythm even if it feels like their bodies fit perfectly. When Sam finally reaches down Bucky’s pants, there’s a suppressed groan and Sam’s eyes widen at the weight he feels.
“Jesus Christ,” he curses as Bucky tries to breathe steadily through his nose.
“I won’t be able to stop myself,” Bucky rasps, body quaking with restraint. “You won’t be able to stop me either, and I don’t know how fast someone’s gonna be able to get here. I can’t… Can’t promise that I won’t hurt you.”
“I know,” Sam replies easily and gets the rest of their clothes off. He still can’t see Bucky very well, but he maps out Bucky’s entire body with his hands. This close, he can see the dull ring of red around Bucky’s irises, and he’s sure his eyes have blue bleeding in too. His eyesight sharpens and Bucky becomes less of a shadowed figure as the details in Bucky’s face come into focus. He studies the cleft in Bucky’s chin, the bow of Bucky’s lip, the way his eyes are burning with desire and he keens. Bucky isn’t the only one with a body that’s on the verge of breaking - it’s been years for Sam, too. He’d lost too much to love again, and then never had the time to try, even if he was ready, so wrapped up in being an Avenger, being a good friend, being a fake Beta. But he can feel Bucky’s cock, hot and leaking against him and he doesn’t bother trying to hide the steadily growing pool of slick that’s gathering between his legs.
“Fuck, you - you smell...” Bucky noses his neck, right under his ear and breathes deeply. When he licks a stripe up Sam’s neck, it’s unexpected and pleasant, something in Sam’s brain saying your Alpha is pleased has him smiling.
He wishes he didn’t succumb so easily to his genetics, but he has a feeling Bucky would be the last one to judge him. Rolling his hips, he urges Bucky to get on with it, but it appears the Alpha has different plans. What Sam isn’t expecting is for Bucky to slide down the planes of his abs all the way down to where an obscene slurping noise has Sam arching off the bed. Bucky’s tongue is patient and persistent and it turns Sam into a panting mess within minutes.
“For someone who - fuck - claims to have not had sex in decades, oh my god,” Sam moans. “You sure seem practiced.”
Bucky doesn’t respond with anything except a hum, which travels all the way up Sam’s spine, and he can feel Bucky’s lips curl into a smirk against his skin. Cocky bastard.
“Need. Your. Knot,” Sam punctuates.
“Patience,” Bucky says, voice almost low enough to be a command, but he doesn’t do that to Sam, doesn’t once use his Alpha voice. Sam doesn’t know how or when their roles got reversed, how he became the one frenzied with lust. He doesn’t know where Bucky summoned this willpower from, he’s never met an Alpha with an Omega laid bare beneath them who could stop themselves from just taking and taking.
Yet, Bucky slips his fingers in, and he barely gets to scissoring them before Sam feels the rush of an orgasm that explodes when Bucky’s tongue licks a hot stripe right up against him, and he bites back a strangled cry as his body shudders beneath Bucky’s ministrations.
“Bucky, c’mon,” Sam says softly. It’s the first time Bucky hears Sam say it, instead of James, like they’re past the formalities and it’s so soft that Bucky can’t help but plant a kiss to Sam’s thigh while his fingers continue to work Sam open. He refuses to hurt Sam, a man that’d come into his gloom to try and save him before he drifted off into madness. Reluctantly, he withdraws his hand, Sam’s fluids an intoxicating scent and crawls back to Sam, who brings him down for a hungry kiss. Sam’s legs pull Bucky flush, Bucky’s cock rubbing against Sam’s entrance.
“Gotta go slow, trust me,” Bucky murmurs before he finally lines himself up. He’s nervous all of a sudden, because he knows without a doubt that he’s going to knot Sam, that he feels safe enough and good enough that he couldn’t stop it if he tried.
Sam very nearly tries to rush him again, but is glad he doesn’t when he feels the stretch of Bucky pushing inside him, even with the copious amounts of slick he’d produced. He moans with each small rock of Bucky’s hips as the Alpha sinks in, inch by inch.
“Takin’ me so well,” Bucky sighs happily when he’s bottomed out, and Sam feels so full, so whole. “Sam… M’not sure I can hold back any more.”
“Please,” Sam digs his heel into Bucky’s thigh. “I can take it.”
“I’m sorry,” Bucky manages before rearranging them so he could hitch Sam’s ass up, reaching impossible deeper and Sam’s toes curl at the shift in angle. He doesn’t get to ask what Bucky’s apologizing for because the first snap of Bucky’s hips punches the air from his lungs and Bucky’s resolve has completely crumbled. He buries his nose in Sam’s neck, teeth just grazing Sam’s scent glands and with one arm underneath Sam’s hips, he starts to pick up the pace. He never brings his teeth down, no matter how badly wants to. Sam goes from feeling full to being ravaged, and there’s a twinge of pain that comes with being unaccustomed to being with someone.
“Bucky,” Sam whines in his ear, pitching higher than usual. He feels more than hears Bucky’s purr, a low, constant rumbling from Bucky’s chest to his own. In Bucky’s space, his bed, nonetheless, and knowing that Bucky’s comfortable enough to let himself purr makes Sam’s heart swell. Bucky’s purring is all-encompassing like a weighted blanket, as he thrusts with abandon, Sam’s body burning up from the inside as his body stretches to accommodate Bucky.
“Ah, Bucky, Bucky!” Sam cries, his nails pressing hard enough to leave crescents in Bucky’s skin. His muscles clench in anticipation, gripping Bucky’s cock and he almost sobs as Bucky carries on harshly. He tries to relax his body but Bucky lifts him off the bed, arms wrapped protectively around Sam. Chest-to-chest, Bucky sits on his haunches and bucks upward, driving himself as deep into Sam’s womb as he possibly can with each snap of his hips. He clings to Bucky’s shoulders like a lifeline, knowingly planting himself on top of Bucky’s glands there, and wills himself to stay conscious even when the daylights are being fucked out of him. Each drive of Bucky’s dick inside him makes him gasp for air, feeling raw and delirious.
“Mine,” Bucky hisses. He has to force himself away from Sam’s neck, away from where he wants to put his mark so badly. Instead, he clamps down on Sam’s collarbone, close to the shoulder, and feels the tidal wave of his orgasm come crashing into him. He comes for what feels like ages, a release that was years in the making. His body instantly feels lighter, his mind less hazy than it’s been the past few months.
“Bucky,” Sam says again, slurring. It’s the only word he remembers right now, so it comes out as a mantra, over and over, as his hands tangle in Bucky’s hair. He comes to rub their noses together, and their scents mingle with each other in perfect harmony. It makes Sam’s brain foggy with pleasure, the Omega inside screaming mate, mate, mate.
“M’sorry, sweetheart, hang in there,” Bucky whispers as he lays Sam back down gently, his knot twitching as he’s finally emptied the last of himself in Sam. He doesn’t remember what it’s like to be tired as an enhanced being, but he feels it now: a bone-deep exhaustion mixed with content that brings him closer to sleep than anything else. The euphoria is almost enough to make him close his eyes and sleep, but he has to take care of his Omega, first.
“Don’t apologize,” Sam says, petting at Bucky’s hair while his heart tries to calm down from Bucky’s ‘sweetheart’. It feels too close to a claiming, too much like he already belongs to Bucky. “Why do you keep apolo - oh!”
Bucky’s knot is slow and steady, Sam hadn’t even noticed it growing until now, pressed against his walls and growing still.
“Fuck,” Sam whines. “Holy shit.”
“I told you.” Bucky’s voice sounds wrecked and pitiful. “I told you I could hurt you! You shouldn’t have - fuck.” The pillowcase tears beneath his hand.
It’s impossible to describe the feeling; of Sam being filled to the brim and pushed further still, of Bucky being gripped so tightly he feels like he just might come again.
To Bucky, it feels like Sam is milking his cock for every drop, and the Alpha in him preens with the thought of plugging Sam up, making sure there’s not a single drop spilt. HYDRA may have destroyed any part of him that could sire children but they didn’t, couldn’t, burn the thought out of his mind. He has Sam beneath him, legs wrapped around him, and he irrationally thinks about how perfect this breeding would be, pictures Sam carrying his children, and his heart beats a little wilder.
Sam can’t process any words, just bites his lip to silence himself while he focuses on not moving whatsoever, afraid that any movement might literally tear him. Bucky’s knot was huge. He knows the Alpha is already feeling guilty, so he’s careful not to whimper, not to mewl. His legs feel weak, so he lets them drop, slowly, but even that’s enough to make him lose his breath, and for Bucky to shudder above Sam.
It takes a minute for Sam to realize that Bucky’s staying perfectly still above him, in what has to be the least comfortable position possible. He gently pats Bucky’s side, tries to coax the other man to lay on him, and tells Bucky that he can take it. The stubbornness is evident when Bucky just kisses the top of his nose, and doesn’t change positions. At least, he doesn’t actually seem to mind holding his own weight, super strength and all that.
“You’re making me tired just looking at you, come on, I got a better idea,” Sam says as he’s careful to only make small, slow movements to get Bucky on board. “I’m assuming you can take my weight, yeah?” Bucky nods, so Sam has him gently flip their positions, with Bucky leaning against his headboard, lap full of Sam. Bucky’s knot has finally stopped growing, but it seems they’re going to be bound for a while, which gives Sam a lot of time to think about what had just transpired between them.
“Can I… See you?” Sam asks. It’s not like an Alpha, in the midst of his serotonin rush could possibly deny his Omega anyway. He lazily swats at the curtain behind them, making Sam smile before he moves it aside properly. The Sun is almost setting, so the light isn’t too harsh, and when Sam looks down at his partner, finally gets a good look at him, he smiles brightly.
“You…” He trails off, because he wants to say you’re so fucking beautiful but he’s not really sure how Bucky would feel about that. He studies the sharp edges of his features but the softness of his expression, tries not to stare at the scarring on his shoulder that he’s already got burned into his brain from studying Bucky’s file. He traces the lining between vibranium and flesh, and Bucky’s eyes fall shut, but doesn’t go to stop him.
“Angel,” Bucky rasps, his arms pulling Sam closer, until Sam’s rested in the crook of his neck and he shuffles them carefully down the bed.
Did Bucky just call me an angel?
Sam wants to talk, to figure this out, but Bucky throws a blanket over them, and Sam can hear a content humming noise, along with the steady beat of Bucky’s heart. Bucky’s releasing pheromones that scream to him as an Omega, his scent so alluring that Sam takes deep, long breaths in, and eventually falls asleep.
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When Bucky wakes, Sam is still atop of him, a comfortable weight and soothing presence. Sam’s scent is sweet as ever, sweeter than before, even. The Sun’s gone down, leaving the sky streaked with purples and oranges that shine on Sam’s face. The Omega looks peaceful - a sort of peace that Bucky’s not sure he remembers experiencing. Somehow, they’d both drifted off despite being essentially strangers. He’d always thought of Sam as Steve’s friend, imagines that Sam knows him as the same thing if he was generous, or maybe that half-feral brainwashed assassin, if Sam was the honest type.
He can’t pinpoint when he’d broken down, when he thought it would be a good idea to get involved with an Avenger, for Christ’s sake. But Sam, bundled in his arms, felt… right. When he and Steve had met on the war front, they had still loved each other, but things were… different. It'd taken some fumbling, but they found their footing again, as friends. That, they were still familiar with.
This, with Sam, was the first time he’d felt that sense of want and the possibility of something more again, his body functioning like he remembers it to. The endorphin rush had left him a boneless, happy mess, but now that it’s over, Bucky begins to worry.
An uncomfortable feeling stirs in his belly at the thought of Sam waking up, patting himself on the back for a job well done and leaving. Maybe he’d report to Steve that Bucky would be stable for at least another two to three months, maybe Steve would do something stupid like set up a.. A rotation of Omegas for him and -
“Bucky?” Bucky’s eyes widened after realizing he’d been so lost in thought.
“I didn’t want to wake you,” he replies. True to his word, he’d kept entirely still, hadn’t moved an inch since he awoke, still seated inside Sam even if his knot had since deflated and he’d gone soft. He’d been afraid that any movement at all would dislodge the slumbering Omega.
“What time’sit?” Sam mumbles sleepily.
“Just after sundown.” Bucky’s voice sounds strange to his own ears, soft and gentle, just like his fingers that trace an unknown pattern into Sam’s shoulder.
“Mm.”
Bucky wants to ask if Sam’s going to stay, and if not, a part of him is tempted to keep him here anyway. Instead, Sam shifts onto Bucky’s other side, and Bucky breathes shakily through his nose as his cock twitches with interest again.
“Y’need to go again?” Sam asks nonchalantly, like he isn’t possibly saving Bucky from spiraling into an aggression-filled, lust-fueled frenzy and like they hadn’t just gone from barely knowing each other to basically mating sex. From the moment Sam had walked in, Bucky’s body had started reacting. At first, he’d thought it was simply trying to get him to knot anyone but Sam hadn’t even had a scent. Then he’d considered that his body was so touch-starved it didn’t matter who it was, until Sam started talking and Bucky could feel a tremble down to his very bones. He’d speculated, but when Sam had taken off his scent-blocker, Bucky knew.
“No, I’m -” He hisses through his teeth when Sam clamps down around his half-hard cock, the wet, hot pulsing making him scrunch his eyes shut.
“I can go again,” Sam offers.
“Wait,” Bucky pleads. If they go again, Sam won’t have a reason to stay. He’ll be done with his mission, and Bucky doesn't know if he’ll ever come back. Sam leans back to look at him, but he hangs onto Sam tightly, not wanting him to see the desperation in his face, the ruby red of his Alpha eyes, glowing with satisfaction.
“Can we stay like this, just for a while?” Bucky likes the feeling of Sam around him, on top of him, in his nest - he knows his body is commanding him to mate, but he bites his lip hard as he can manage.
Sam begins to purr, a pleasant buzzing noise in Bucky’s ear, reverberating against his skin, and his whole body melts in an instant. He can’t help but purr back, and even that sounds like a melody to his ears. Sam closes his eyes again, lets Bucky stay inside him until he softens, and wonders if maybe, just maybe, Bucky would let him stay in this nest in return.
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Can you do C, J, Q and/or V for the AO3 fandom meme? Thanks :)
Here’s the list if anyone wants to send me some letters! 
C: A pairing you wish you shipped, but just can't.
Anything with Clint Barton or Phil Coulson. I'm just not attracted to Jeremy Renner and I'm not familiar enough with the 616 version to get into that version. Same goes with Phil - not attracted to that actor.  Honestly, pretty much anything Agents of SHIELD-related.  That show was not good!  Believe me, I tried to enjoy it! And any kind of -cest ship, specifically Thor/Loki. 
J: Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr.
Merlin!  That show has been off the air for like 15 years but there’s still QUITE an active fandom on Tumblr.  Same goes for Hannibal (NBC).  Both of these properties are ones I found on this site, and they quickly became part of my top 3 fandoms.
Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why.
St*ny. And I have to spell it like that because yes, it's in my blacklist. They were the first pairing I ever wrote fic for in the MCU fandom, and I have a multi-chapter fic of them that has like 17K hits on ao3. I should love them!  But when I started examining my media preferences I noticed that I was focusing way too much on white characters and white ships, and I was super into Steve/T*ny when I first found the Marvel fandom.  I was just finding whatever was popular and easily accessible, and that was a tough realization for me as a Black woman in fandom.  So I made a conscious decision to stop reading that pairing and to seek out pairings with at least one person of color in them.  That’s where the Iron Husbands obsession began, and they are now my OTP and I literally cannot handle seeing Tony being intimate in fanworks with anyone else.  Most fanworks are valid as fuck and I don’t wanna shit on anyone’s preferences, but it’s important for me to center Blackness as I navigate fandom - St*ny is too easy, too plentiful, too popular for me to be satisfied with heavily focusing on it in a fandom with so many pairings and characters.  Part of the reason I’m not receptive to Tom Holland’s Spidey is because he was making Superfamily jokes about him and RDJ and Chris Evans during the press tour for Civil War, which meant that he was aware of St*ny as a ship at the very least and I was just disappointed that he wasn’t diving deeper and trying harder, either.  I remember that moment in time very clearly and I just resented the fuck out of him for it.  An obviously projection of my own disappointment in myself but I don’t know that boy personally so I really don’t care.
V: Do you have any 3-way ships? If so, what?
TonyPepperRhodey, now and forever.  Is there any fic out there about Tony’s return from space and Pepper and Rhodey taking care of him?  Please don’t say I need to write it noooooooooo
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I have this thing, that when an idea gets in my head, I either get it out on paper or it will create a traffic jam in my head and bugger up everything. So, not including my ongoing Fics, which includes the Gold Universe as part 4 is still nearly finished, I just need that last push on it. These are Ideas that can have anything from a few scenes, an idea, plots, or several chapters.
So I call this -
Winteriron WIP
(because what else 😅, I have a problem.)
In Fire & Flames - In this universe, Phoenixes and Humans live together, if one species dies then the other will too. When a Phoenix does for good, lots of natural disasters happen, starts with Tony'parents dying and then Rhodey, who is also a Phoenix, finds Tony. Who is now familyless and dying as lone phoenixes tend to die. There are several different kinds, and they come in pairs general. Golden and Ice, for example, Golden are high in magic, Ice tends to protect, especially the rare Golden, it's more tribes than individuals, there is no requirement for who likes who. It's surprising how much making a few other Avengers phoenixes tweaks things here and there, this actually goes up to the fight in Siberia and is one of the bigger WIP's. (26k)
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Flash of Gold - Avengers are shifters or humans with magic, and they think they know what Tony is. They believe he is a human with magic, but they notice that he has some shifter traits, which is odd as shifters can't have magic in this AU. Only in very old stories and myth. Tony, however, is a dragon, which are myth. Instead of being like most shifters a, a human that shifts to something, he is the reverse. It only has a few scenes. Full shebang, team as Family. Steve is even a good guy. James is brought to the tower after being found and slowly integrated into the group and is wondering wtf Tony is. (13k)
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The Operative Program - Howard was never meant to be a father; he was a weaponsmith. So he took the red room and the wolf spider programs and decided to create himself an Operative that he hoped would be the darker side to help Steve when he found him. Two sides of the same coin, one for the light and one to work in the shadows, Tony would be under Steve's control, he would be a weapon for the man who only picked up a shield. (Also assassin Tony is just fun.) Tony in this is a mash-up really, Tony traits, like Gold but different as he has been trained his entire life, the only reason he has developed a sense of self is Rhodey and the fact his parents died at 17. Rhodey got there first after the car crash, getting to Tony before anyone else who knew what he was could potentially claim him. Tony definitely collects people. Yinsen and Vanko for example. Chapters from Ironman up to Avengers (not complete). But enjoyed myself rewriting some out of sequence chapters, so there is a nice big scene in Siberia. (15k)
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Another Persons Wish - Now this was based on a post I saw going around. Person A is married to Person B. Person A is looking back at their life and wondering if they should have married B, etc. So, A is offered a wish. Poof. Goodbye Marriage. Person A is Steve, and the story is from Tony, person B's POV. It goes from Tony planning his anniversary(because I was apparently extremely angsty when I started this!) to waking up in the past, alone and wondering what the fuck has happened. 6 chapters entirely written. Chapter 7 is in a different file and in progress when I dabble on it. (30k)
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Tarnished Gold - This is an AU from my AU AU XD. Basically similar set up to the Gold Universe, Tony escapes Hydra Captivity but is brought in by Rhodey instead of spending 2 years on his own cleaning up Hydra. He only spends about 7 months before Rhodey convinces him to come in. Few other tweaks here and there but that is just side. Rhodey and James are pals too. The plot here is Howard and Maria are brought back from the Dead and Rhodey is trying to work out how to tell them what has happened and that he can't just bring them to Tony, because he doesn't know if Tony will remember them yet. Tony is a little less 'give me orders, and I'll gut you, and more 'orders made things easier'. I basically flipped his and James reactions from the original Gold universe. Tony is more in need of a hug. It's very loosely put together. I wanted something where Howard was a good dad to offset the fact I kind of made him Hydra in the next piece, and I wanted a good family man Howard with the bringing the parents back because I love reading fics that bring Howard and Maria back. (9k)
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Sins of The Father - Arno has just buried his father. His mother is in a coma, he is 20 and mourning his life now he's expected to take on the business when a visitor flips his work upside down worse than the phone call about the crash. His Father? Part of a program that summoned a creature known as a Void Walker. (A creature from the Void Loki fell into, the only native species to that area, most others can't survive the void, so Loki will read as Void Touched and is 'To Be Protected' because I think that could shake up the Avengers section nicely.) Oh and he has Howards DNA. So Arno is freaked that he has a brother, that someone released and sent to him and Arno is 100% sure he is not meant to deal with severe traumatised half-human assassins that could be his kid brother. That is how Arno meets Tony and becomes very invested and turns up big brother protective instinct to 13. When summoned they're tired to a person and has to obey orders, that person was chosen as The Asset under the idea he can't disobey, which obviously fails as Winter does everything to protect Tony, including freeing him and sending him to Arno. His last order is that Tony is not allowed to go looking for or rescue Winter, which I think will be some nice drama when Bucky gets brought in (I really like this one) It has mostly set up but 2 scenes for in the future, Tony finding Coulson threatening Arno in IM2 and the data dump. (21k) (in this S/S Helped is Yelped, I'd fix it, but I've been working on this post forreeever)
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Blood and an Arc - This came about from reading the Tony is a vampire fic and noticing that when he gets turned, generally Tony hates being a vampire. There aren't many where he comes back from Afghanistan a vampire and goes, huh... Well. This could be interesting. Loosely based on Vamp the Masquerade but I've tweaked it because my brain takes ideas and then runs off madly into the sunset. It is however utterly all over the place, some from Ironman and then random out of sequence chapters that I'm unsure about as I hadn't slept in a very long time on writing them and Tony went kind of Spike-ish calling James 'Pet'. I do like the idea of Tony fully embracing his changes. Yinsen never intended Tony to live, so he did something extra whilst turning him, so he is not an ordinary baby vampire and is convinced (justifiably so) that if he meets any other vamps, they'll try to kill him. In notes have Sam considering being a werewolf who works out Tony is a vamp and freaks out, because Vampires vs Werewolves and Tony is utterly confused and tells Sam he smells of mint (seriously, insomnia) Sam is baffled to find out the centuries of hatred that is claimed to be instinctual is actually taught. Sam gets kind happy he has a Vamp friend. (20k)
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The Original Plan - This sets up around the end of the Mandarin (because honestly, I prefer working with Tony that has powered, especially because James has the serum and I personally think it would expand life span more than shown in Endgame. So I like evening things out and powered Tony is my jam) Tony has a bunch of plans, and they go awry. He doesn't see why and has zero clue what's going on. It's because no matter how well he plans this out, he's caught up in other people's plans. Steve is a little more "End goal justify the anything and everything." In other words, getting Bucky back is his plan and everyone are just pawns in said plan. I've taken that tactical genius title and also pushed him a little darker. After Ultron, he brings Wanda on for 3 reasons. 1 Precedence. 2 Fixing Bucky. 3 Making sure Tony doesn't find out about his parents and making sure he is on the team and available to fix Bucky's arm. That last bit changes things as instead of pulling away from the Avengers, Tony fully moves into the compound(just after AOU, it's not good). There will be no accords and Steve will find Bucky and just move him in and general plans on telling no one about the Winter Soldier. I summed up a chunk of AOU in this format, and I liked it (in an angst and pain fashion.) But it's quite long for a screenshot, so here's a chunk. Bucky is being brought in soon, but as it is, Tony is not having a good time, there might be Wanda conditions in his mind that Steve can use to convince Tony to do things... Also, because he is living there, I couldn't justify Sam not noticing there is something very wrong, so he is asking questions he didn't in canon as Tony's PTSD is more in his face living together you know? (16k)
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