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Two Kings (4)

Summary: You have fallen in love with the king of Brooklyn. When your wedding day arrives, there is much more to discover about the man you fell in love with than you thought...

Pairing: Prince!Steven Grant Rogers x Princess!Reader

Warnings: angst, modern royal au, dystopian world (kinda), fluff, young love, implied smut

A/N: We are living in modern times, but in a dystopian/post war world. Almost every technology got destroyed.

A/N: For a better understanding - Prince Steve Rogers, Prince Bucky Barnes and Prince Tony Stark are the same age for my story.

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<< Part 3

A few months later, …

“Aw, no. It’s raining again,” you sigh as you look out the window. “No walk in the garden then. Do you want to go to the library or to your room?”

“You want me to leave your room?” the prince asks. “I just arrived, and I thought we could spend time together.”

“I’d love that, my prince. It’s just,” you smile softly as you turn around to face the prince, “you are grumpy Steve again. I thought you wanted to be alone for a while.”

“Grumpy Steve?” He steps toward you and places his hand on your shoulder. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, you are two Steves,” you giggle. Sometimes you're such a soft, dreamy boy drawing pictures all the time. This Steve always wants to be close to me and cuddle me. And then there is grumpy Steve. You don’t like drawing and spend less time with me. You are distant then, and less clingy.”

“I-“ the prince licks his lips. Without any response, he opens his jacket to get a drawing out of it. "Uh, I have a new frog for you.”

"New frog," you snatch the drawing out of his hand so you can find a place for it. “I love the frogs.” You turn your head to look at Steve. “Don’t get me wrong. I love all of your drawings, but the frogs are the cutest.”

“You like them more than the others?” he asks, as he steps closer to you. “Really?”

“You see, just like your moods, the drawings are different too. Soft Stevie draws beautiful flowers and portraits. But grumpy Steve has this talent for cute frogs, and I love that dog you drew for me some months ago.”

“That was a goat,” the prince sheepishly admits. “Sorry, it didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to.”

“No! I love it,” you protest. “It’s cute. Dog, goat. It doesn’t matter. As for your two moods, I like them a lot. The soft and the grumpy. I like that you pout and wiggle your nose when you’re grumpy.”

You flash the prince a smile. “I do not pout! I’m a man and men do not pout,” he exasperatedly says.

You giggle and wink at the prince.

“You are teasing me, aren’t you?"

“You’re smart too,” you say. The prince pouts, but grabs your hand. Gently. He just holds it for a while staring you in the eyes. “How about we spend some time on my bed?"

The prince nods, afraid to speak now. “I’d like that too.”

“We could cuddle and-“ you cup his cheek with your free hand, “you could touch me again, my prince. I love it when you touch me.”

“T-ouch you,” he stammers. The prince seems nervous as he releases your hand. “I-we…you want me to touch you...again?"

For a moment his blue eyes turn dark. He clenches his jaw and puffs out a breath.

“You know, I love the soft and the grumpy man," you say, standing on tiptoes to press a soft kiss on his lips. “Maybe grumpy Steve wants to make up for being away for so long. What do you say, my prince?”

He swallows the lump in his throat. The prince’s eyes drop to your lips, and further down to your chest. “You are so soft, smart, and beautiful. I think…I think I love you.”

You giggle again.

“No…I mean,” he fights to get the words out. “I love you. I’m sorry it took me so long to tell you—” the prince frowns. He shakes his head and clears his throat. “What I want to tell you is that I’m sorry I don’t say it so often.”

This time, you frown. The last time the prince was around he wouldn’t stop telling you how much he loves you. He swore on his life to love you till the end of the time Now it seems like he forgot about that promise.

“It’s alright, my prince,” you cup his face with both hands. “I love you too. Grumpy. Soft. I don’t care. You have a place in my heart.”

A soft look crosses his face when he looks at you.

You kiss him again. The prince instantly returns the kiss and wraps his arms around your body. He moans into your mouth.

“You are mine, Blossom. Forever mine. No one can take you away from me,” The prince softly whispers against your lips.

“Blossom,” you breathe against him. “I like it.”

“How do you want to spend the day?” you murmur as you wake up in the prince’s arms. You and the prince spent another night together. He was a little nervous last night, but you didn’t mind.

“Can we stay like this all day?” He looks at you in his arms. “I wouldn’t mind holding you in my arms for the rest of my stay.”

“I’d like that, but my father will not like it,” you giggle.

The prince chuckles. “I guess he already knows we did more than cuddle. We are not living in medieval times, you know. It’s not a shame to love each other in any way.”

“Sometimes I wish our world was different. It’s so unfair that-“ you sniffle. “My aunt is pregnant, and she fears it’s another son.”

“Our world is cruel," he chokes out. “If only we could change it. I don’t think killing second sons will save this rotten world. Maybe with the help of Prince Stark and Prince Barnes, we could turn this world into a better place for everyone.”

“What do you mean?” you lift your head to look at the prince.

“I heard my father talk to King Stark,” he whispers so no one can hear him. "They said the law about second sons must be eliminated. It’s inhuman.”

"I completely agree," resting your head on his chest you sigh deeply. “My parents got lucky because I was the firstborn. I never understood why only second sons must die. What if the second daughters want to take over the world? Huh? That’s misogynist.”

“Do you want to take over the world, Blossom?” He grins now. “I’ll help you.”

“Of course, you’ll help me, my prince. We will rule this world. Your soft and grumpy side,” you smile to yourself. “Give me a bit more time to figure out a plan.”

“Father, what do you think about the prince?” you ask a few days after your fiancé left your kingdom.

“He will be a worthy husband and king. The prince is smart, and caring and I know he loves you dearly,” your father softly says. He kisses your temple and wraps his arms around you.

“Why does he never allow me to visit him?" You whisper. “He promised me that I would visit him soon. But whenever I ask him about his home, he turns silent.”

“Young men can be difficult. Maybe he’s afraid you won't like his kingdom. It’s smaller than ours and colder. Flowers hardly grow at his place.”

“You think so? Oh, maybe I should read more books. I could help him grow flowers in his kingdom. I think I'll retreat to the library today."

“Never forget, this bond is important to both you and our kingdoms. We are four kingdoms united by friendship and trust against the world.”

“Four kingdoms?” you question. “What’s that supposed to mean, Father?”

“King Howard Stark, King Joseph Rogers, King George Barnes, and I are allies. We agreed on creating a new world. A safer and less cruel one. One day, we will tell you about it. Just not yet..."

Part 5

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A/N: Hey, readers! You can call me Use or Honey! As a novice fanfiction writer, I ask that you please have patience with me. I’m not a fast writer and I have lots of responsibilities that will delay my writing but I’m still dedicated to giving you all the best of content. I’m growing everyday with my writing so I’m always looking for room for improvement. Either way, I appreciate the love and support I’ve received. Thank you so very much! ❤️

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Last Updated: 07/26/2023

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Same pairing as the last <3

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What's Mine is His

Knight!Bucky Barnes x princess!reader x prince!Loki

King Rogers has announced that his little sister will marry the feared Prince Loki of Asgard, there was many who had taken issue with it, including her personal knight.

Warnings: cheating?, arranged marriage, forbidden love, secret relationship, smut, implied threesome, misogynistic views, possessive!Loki and Bucky, breeding kink, Loki wants to kill Bucky and visa versa, death threats, blood

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3: “Can he fuck you like this?” 22: “Let’s break the bed tonight.” 4: Forbidden love 4: Royal

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The halls of the palace were finally quiet after a day of chaos, allowing Prince Loki to slip unnoticed from the guest chambers he had been placed in upon his arrival. He had changed out of his green and gold armour and was now instead had donned a simple white shirt and black trousers, letting his raven hair tumble down the back of his neck.

It had been an eventful day to say the least. Loki smirked as he recalled the absolute horror on the court’s faces when King Steve told them of his intention to finally marry off his precious little sister. Many had competed for the honour of her hand in marriage, the strongest warriors and smartest minds through all the kingdoms had come and gone in an effort to woo over the young princess. But all had failed.

And now, she was being given over to the terrifying black prince of Asgard in an effort to build stronger relations between them. The loudest shout of protest in the room had been that of her personal knight, James Barnes. Bucky, as he was more commonly known, detested the Silver Tongue. He knew of the prince’s whoring ways, going through many partners, sometimes all in a single night. He even seduced Queen Agatha who was notorious for maiming men for just looking at her lustfully.

Bucky knew Loki would destroy the princess, corrupt her pure soul, and steal her away from him them forever. He would lock her away in some dark tower, never to be seen again. “This is an outrage! Her highness has had many more qualified suitors! Even King Anthony would be a better fit!”

“Enough!” Steve bellowed, slamming his fist on the arm of his throne, making everyone freeze. “The princess has gone too long without being wed and tensions with Asgard have been rising since King Odin’s death. She has consented to the match, knowing full-well what it entails. The wedding will take place in a week's time. Make your peace with it Sir Barnes.”

Princess Y/N was renowned for her timeless beauty, plump curves that somehow exuded both innocence and raw sensuality. And she belonged to him. So why not claim his prize a little bit early, he was sure she would fall easily into his arms like so many before her. As he carefully snuck through the extravagant castle, Loki’s mind conjured up images of the princess on her knees before him swallowing his cock, of her on her back, begging for his seed, of how beautiful she would look covered in bruises and bites, a silver collar with his name engraved on it, hanging from her delicate neck.

So caught up in his imagination, the prince didn’t notice the harsh sound of slapping skin as he approached her chambers. “Fuck, fucking take it princess.” A deep voice growled out from behind the dark wooden door, making Loki pause.

“Please!” That was definitely the princess’s voice but it sounded broken, tinged with tears. “This is my pussy isn’t it princess.” “Yes! Yes!” She cried, her cries being cut off by a harsh slap. “Can he fuck you like this? Can he make you feel this good?”

Loki’s green eyes widened as she screamed a resounding “No!”. Carefully, he turned the handle and cracked open the door, sucking in a breath at the sight before him.

The princess was on her hands and knees, her face pushed into a satin pillow, another below her ample hips as Bucky plowed into her, his thick cock already soaked with her juices. Their coupling was downright savage, the Knight seemingly laying a claim to her. “J-Jamie please!” His blue eyes darkened and his lip turned up in a vicious snarl.

“Please what princess.” He growled, pinning her down by the back of her neck and bending over her, his incredibly muscular body pressing tightly to her soft one. “Lemme cum!” She sobbed, fat tears falling down her full cheeks, wetting the pillow. “No.” He answered and picked up his pace, slamming into her now and Loki had no doubt that he was bashing the entrance to her womb.

Anger and arousal curled in his gut at his bride being violated by a lowly knight. His fingers curled around the small blade he kept hidden on him at all times, fully prepared to eliminate the man that had taken what is rightfully his.

“What if I finished inside you huh princess? What if I get you round with my children before that bastard? You never let me fill you with my seed, always making me pull out. But now, you won’t be able to. Because you’re mine, all mine, forever, even if you do marry him.” Bucky’s long brown hair hung over his face, as he pounded downwards, forcing all of his length in her quim.

Loki could see, even from this distance, the way her muscles spasmed and her back bowed, both attempting to run from the pleasure and embrace it. “‘M yours!” “That’s right princess, all mine.” He punctuated each word with a powerful thrust that pushed her towards the end of the bed so she was now splayed out beneath the knight, forced to take everything he was giving her.

“I suggest you remove yourself from my bride before you find yourself in a shallow grave.” Y/N gasped and tried to pull away from her lover, her e/c eyes now sparkling with tears of fear instead of ecstasy. But Bucky didn’t relent, instead his hands held her wide hips even tighter and pulled her plump ass back into his pelvis and kept her there, his cock buried entirely inside her.

“She’s not yours. She will never be yours, your highness.” Loki’s jaw clenched tightly and he stepped forward. With a quick glint of silver, his dagger was pressed against the knight’s throat. “Rethink that, boy.” But James just chuckled and leaned into the blade, the sharp metal nicking his white skin. “She has been mine for years, what makes you think that you will ever best me. I know her body better than she does.”

Y/N whimpered when he emphasised his point with a targeted thrust to the sensitive ball of nerves within her. A glint in the swirling green of his eyes took Bucky off his guard for only a moment before he steeled his expression once more. “A challenge then, whosoever brings the princess the most pleasure gets to keep her.“

Loki stepped back for a moment and reached up to remove his shirt, exposing his lean torso to the pair, and then unlacing his trousers. “I will still marry her, but if you win, I will never lay with her, you will father all of her children, be her husband in everything but the law. If I win, however, which I have no doubt I will, you must watch as I take your precious love every night until my heir has been planted in her womb.”

“W-wait.” She tried to interrupt but was quickly silenced by another brush of Bucky’s thick cock against her g-spot. “Fine then. I accept. Show me what you’ve got, your highness.” “Oh I plan to.” He strutted towards them, letting his pants fall to the floor as he reached them. “Let’s break the bed tonight.”

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a scarlet letter [wanda maximoff]

wanda maximoff x fem!reader

summary: your kingdom is on the brink of war with your rival kingdom, but somewhere you get lost in translation and fall in love with the other princess; requested by anon

warnings (18+): smut, explicit language, violence

part 1 part 2

*not my gif*

“Your Highness!” There was a soft knock on your door as Natasha’s voice boomed through it, “Your Majesty wanted me to tell you that breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes with the Rogers.”

Your head snapped up from off your pillow and your eyes lingered onto your balcony window. Memories of Wanda echoed and flashed into your head, like your favorite book replaying over and over inside your head.

“Thank you Natasha. I will be right down.” You yelled back.

As you made your way downstairs to the dining room, you spotted your brother and the rest of his friends outside by the stables. You stepped outside into the warm air of summer. The sun shining down perfectly as the breeze rippled through your hair.

“Peter, that horse doesn’t look too clean! You might wanna wash it a little better!” Vision teased him as he rubbed some mud all over the perfectly clean horse.

“Vis!” The younger boy groaned, throwing his head back.

Vision, Rhodey, and T’Challa all let out vicious roars of laughter, while Peter grumbled and began scrubbing the horse once more, “Good morning,” You said, trying to get their attention, “I’m right here!”

“Ah Y/N!” Vision greeted you, “Have you forgiven me, yet?”

You rolled your eyes, “If you don’t fight, then maybe I will.”

“You told her?” Rhodey asked.

As soon as Wanda was far from sight, you quickly changed into your pajamas before opening the door to your brother. He had a soft smile on his face, before entering the room.

“I apologize for behaving last night like a drunk at the pub.” He told you, as the two of you sat at the foot of your bed.

“It was embarrassing,” You told him, “I’m not a little girl anymore, Vision. I can dance with anyone I like.”

“Of course you can. Just as long as your partner is not associated with the Rogers family or kingdom. And as long as your partner is a he, not a she.” He explained and you rolled your eyes.

“But why? The Rogers’ are not terrible people. Wanda is a nice girl.” You argued back.

Vision scoffed, “Do you not hear the problem with your sentence? Girl, Y/N! You can not associate yourself with a girl. Nevertheless King Steve’s daughter? You are a princess! You are not like Natasha! You are not a handmaiden who can do whatever she pleases because she is nothing! You are everything to this kingdom!”

“No!” You yelled at him, “You are everything to this kingdom! You will the be the one to inherit father’s throne! Morgan and I will be shipped off to another kingdom where we will play housewife just like mother! I want to make a life of my own! I want to study, marry whoever I like, make something out of myself! I want to think for myself!”

“I am sorry you feel that way, but you reputation to this family is everything,” He lowered his voice, “I do not want you to get hurt. You know how the people can be, one wrong move and you are the enemy.”

“It is everything to you, Vis. You are the one who needs a picture perfect reputation for when you inherit the kingdom. So, you’re not thinking about me, you’re thinking about you. You’re not the older brother I used to look up to, I don’t even know who you are anymore.” You took a deep breath, trying to hold back the hot tears that were threatening to spill, “Just go, I will see you in the morning.”

Vision got up, straightening out his jacket, “One last thing before I go that I thought you should know. Sunday night, me, Rhodey, T’Challa, and Peter are going to fight some of Rogers men. We are going to end things once and for all.”

Before you could even respond or protest he was gone.

“Yeah, we talked about it last night,” Vision shrugged, “Speaking of which, boys and Y/N, we should join my father for my breakfast.”

“Oh just give me two seconds!” Peter said, trying to scrub the rest of the mud off the horse.

Vis took a breath in between his teeth, “About that, Peter, you know this is a super important breakfast. We really can not afford to have a stable boy in there.”

“I’m a knight in training!” Peter argued, “I mean a lot to your father!”

All of the boys laughed, “He won’t even notice that you’re not there.” Vision whispered, before patting his shoulder and walking away.

The boys stalked off, leaving you and the now sad boy behind. He sniffled and cleared his throat, “You should go, Your Highness. I wouldn’t want you to be late.”

“Why do you let them treat you like that?” You asked.

Peter shrugged, “It’s just jokes. I know they appreciate me, now if you’ll excuse me, Ms. These horses aren’t going to wash themselves.”

Hesitantly, you walked back towards the house, but you stopped in your tracks as you ran back towards the stable, wrapping your arms around the younger boy. He let out a small gasp in surprise, before wrapping his arms around you, squeezing you tightly.

“I appreciate you, Peter. I hope one day you realize that you deserve more than how my brother and his friends treat you.” You whispered to him before pulling away. The boy smiled at you sadly, before you bid your goodbyes and walked into the house.

There was a tense silence in the air as you walked into the dining room. The only sounds that could be heard are silverware hitting the fancy plates that your father had left out. You took your usual seat next to younger sister Morgan and when you looked up from across the table, you were met with those green irises that fueled your dreams last night.

Wanda was already staring at you with a small smirk on her face. Her eyes glanced around the table before sending you a sly wink. You could feel the heat rush to your cheeks as a subtle pink tone casted over them.

Breakfast was awkward to say the least. The only words that were spoken were simple formalities to the servers. When you were finally dismissed, you began to walk back to your room when you felt someone grab your hand and pulled you into a secluded hallway.

“What the-” you began to say.

But your words were cut off when you felt soft lips attaching to yours. You snaked your arm around her neck, as she pulled you in closer by your hips, “Well, hello to you too, Wanda,” you whispered.

“Hi,” she whispered back, “I have missed you,”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “You will see me again tonight, same time remember?”

“Tonight can not come faster,” she commented, pressing a kiss once more to your lips before finally parting.

A few moments after Wanda left, you decided to step out of the hallway. Only to run into Natasha, who’s arms were crossed against her chest. Her eyebrow raised as she stared at you.

“You’re sneaking around with King Steve’s daughter?” she asked, “Do you know how much trouble you can get in?”

“I know, but there is just something about her,” you whispered.

She let out a sigh, her intimidating facade slowly fading into something more sympathetic, “I want to meet her. We have been best friends since we were younger, all I want is someone who is good enough for you,”

“We’re sneaking out tonight. I will bring her to your cottage after dinner, if that is not too late,” you suggested and Natasha nodded.

“Just please be careful,”

The day dragged on and all you could think about was the way Wanda’s lips felt on yours. It was intoxicating, really. Already constantly thinking about a girl you just met. In a way, it was sort of pathetic. The first girl who bat an eye at you and you were already so drawn to her.

You would not call it love just yet because what is love?

You have never felt love in your life. Not just romantic love, but your entire life you don’t think your father has ever shown you love. So, what is this feeling you get when you are with Wanda?

The rush of adrenaline. The butterflies that fluttered when she just looked at you with her emerald orbs. Is it love? Or is it just infatuation?

As soon as those doubts filled your head, they were quickly gone when there was the soft tapping of pebbles hitting your window. Excitement filled your chest as you knew exactly who it was.

“Shh, I’ll be right down,” you whispered to Wanda who was hiding behind the bushes of your parents garden. You scaled the ivy and fell onto the floor with a soft thud and when you reached her there was uncertainty in her eyes, “I want show you something, it is a surprise on the outskirts of town. Are you okay? You seem a little-”

“Did you know that there is a fight tonight?” she asked and you looked down avoiding her eyes.

But instead of lying, you nodded, “Vision told me last night,”

“You need to tell Vision to not fight. It is because of us that they are going to fight and what if someone gets hurt? Then their death is on us. My family is the most important thing to me,” she whispered, intertwining your fingers together.

“I will try to talk to him, okay? Vision is a very arrogant man, what he wants he gets. It will be hard, but I will try, I promise you,” you swore, holding her hands up to your lips and pressing a sweet kiss to it. But you could still see the uncertainty in her eyes, “We did nothing to them, we are not doing anything wrong by lov- liking each other,”

“We can not pretend that what we do is not going to cause more trouble,” she argued.

You nodded, “I know, but I will also not pretend that what we have is not real. Now, come on there is something I still want to show you,”

Natasha’s cottage was small and quaint. You could see the warm yellow candlelight illuminating the house. You knocked on the door and without a second beat Natasha opened the door with a smile on her face, “Your Highnesses, please come in!”

“Natasha, please, we are nowhere near our fathers. I would much rather be known as your best friend than any princess,” you corrected her, offering her a hug with your arms wide open. She gratefully accepted the hug, “This is Wanda Rogers. Wanda, this is my best friend Natasha Romanoff,”

Wanda reached her hand out for her to shake and she smiled softly, “It is lovely to meet you, Natasha. Anyone who is important to Y/N is important to me,”

“Natasha! You did not tell me we were having guests, nor did you mention that they are royalty. I am in my nightwear,” Maria came out of the bedroom to greet us.

“Maria, it is lovely to see you again,” you greeted her, “I promise you, there is no need for formalities. We are just two lovely people on a date,”

Maria raised her eyebrows at you, “A date with the quote on quote enemy, I thought Natasha and I’s love story was a difficult one,”

“You and Natasha are married?” Wanda asked as she shook Maria’s hand.

“For five years now, but that is not why we called you over to talk about our past. I am about to cook dinner for the two of you as well, come sit,” Natasha answered.

You smiled at Maria, “I am surprised you are not preparing to fight with my brother,” you said, sarcasm lacing your voice.

A roar of laughter escaped her lips, “Very very funny Y/N, you know that even though I am one of the best fighters there is, your father still does not let me join in. Your brother is the exact same way,”

“Well that is a shame on them. If I had it my way, you would be leading the charge every time,” you told her and she smiled at you.

The four of you embarked on a lively conversation, mostly consisting of Wanda and the two other women getting to know each other. Your conversation was interrupted when there was another soft knock on the door.

“Always late,” Natasha mumbled under her breath, before opening the door to reveal a woman you have not seen since you were younger.

“Yelena! Is that you?” you asked, quickly getting up from your seat and crashing into her arms for a hug, “It has been so long,”

Wanda’s voice interrupted you from the reunion, it laced with confusion, “Kate? What are you doing here?”

You noticed the brunette, standing by the front door with wide eyes, “Your Highness, hello,” she quickly bowed, “I was just uh- please do not tell Pietro or Clint for that matter. But I have been dating who they believe is the enemy for quite some time now and my love for Yelena is not wrong,”

“Kate,” Wanda placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it softly, “You do not have to convince me of anything. I have the same problem, although I would not call it a problem. It is just a little bump in the road,”

A flush of warmth fled to your cheeks and you smiled widely at her words. You announced that you would help Natasha in the kitchen and Wanda sat in the kitchen with the rest of the girls.

She watched as you and Natasha joked around, while she just stared in awe at your infectious smile. The smile that has warmed her heart. All of the pain and suffering that she has been through, slowly faded just by singing you smile.

“Your Highness, I did not know that you are infatuated with women,” Kate chimed in as she noticed the princess of her kingdom completely and utterly in love.

“Not with women, a woman, her,” Wanda turned towards Kate, “How do you and Yelena manage to date in a world where it tears all of us apart?”

“Well, we do not have the responsibilities that you hold,” she answered, “But it is not easy. We meet in secluded corners, in the library of our university when everyone is asleep. I can never hold her hand in public, but rather watch as men flirt shamelessly with her. Although it is hard, I would not trade Yelena for the world. She is my peace and sanity. I would not survive without her in it,”

Wanda smiles softly at the confession, “Do you think Y/N and I will end up the same way?”

“That depends, do you love her?”

“I-yes I do, it is crazy to even say out loud considering we met last night, but I have never felt this way about anyone,” she whispers.

“Then that is all that matters,”

“Just be careful Your Highness,” Yelena speaks up, “Like Kate mentioned we do not hold the same responsibilities that you and Y/N have. People will try and tear you apart more and more. People may even get hurt, but if you believe that she is worth it then you have ultimately won,”

Before she could respond, you and Natasha came over to the table, holding plates out for everyone. Though the conversation was lovely, Wanda could not shake the insecurities and doubts that Yelena spoke. Kate made it seem like a such a fantasy, but it was not their reality.

You and the redhead bided goodnight to the rest of the girls as you made your slow walk back to castle. Your arm linked with Wanda’s as you walked in the cool night air, “You are still worried, but Vision and I were close once. His friends respect me. They will listen to me,”

“And what if you can not?” she asks and you could see the uncertainty in her eyes.

“I swear to you, Wanda, there will not be a fight. No one is going to get hurt,” you kissed the back of her hand once more, “I have never felt more alive in my life. I have always felt trapped, like my destiny was written out for me. Now with you, it seems that death will not even part us now,”

You cupped her cheek, leaning forward as you kiss her short, but sweet. The two of you continued your walk back, taking your time as you passed through the garden, “You and Vision were close, what happened?”

“No one could have separated Vision and I when we were younger. He was someone that I looked up to. He was strong, he protected our family just like our father had taught us to do since we were born. However, as we got older, Vision became more arrogant. All of the negative traits from our father he seemed to have inherited. He did not care about my happiness anymore, but rather if my happiness would affect his reputation,” you explained, “It is sad, really. I look at how close you are with Pietro and I become jealous. I had that with Vision, but he was too blinded by his power and reputation that he ruined that,”

“I am sorry,” she whispered.

You shook your head, dismissing her quickly, “No, no, it is okay. Vision had made his choice a long time ago,”

Wanda stopped you right before you approached your balcony, “There is something I want to be honest with you about,” she whispered.

“What is it?”

“I am saying this because I trust you and if everyone is going to tell us that we can not trust each other because we are supposed to be enemies. I am going to tell you a secret that can potentially ruin my kingdom. That is how much you mean to me and I do not want you to think for a second that I do not trust you,” she tells you.

“Wanda, it’s okay. I know you trust me and I trust you. I would not be out here right now if I did not,” you comfort her, caressing her cheek softly.

She grabs your hand, kissing the palm of it as she stares intently at you with her gorgeous green eyes, “I know, but I want to,” she whispers before taking a deep breath and intertwining your fingers together.

“Pietro and I are not King Steve’s natural heirs. My real name is Wanda Maximoff. Your father blew up our home country, Sokovia. It was a normal night, my parents were teaching Pietro and I how to speak English, when our home was blown up. We do not know how we survived, but we did. We were hiding underneath rubble, as we watched your soldiers kill and destroy homes. Our parents’ dead body was right in front of us for four days until Clint found us,” she confessed.

Your heart dropped in your chest. Your father killed innocent people and for what? There was nothing to gain, “King Steve and Queen Peggy were struggling to carry a child. We were young enough to be considered as one of their own, so they adopted us and we swore to never tell a soul,”

“That is why Pietro wants war so badly,” you whisper and she nods solemnly, “Wanda, I am so sorry,”

She shook her head, “You could not have known, darling, you were around my age when it happened,”

“I will keep my oath to you that I will never tell a soul. I also keep my oath that I will never hurt you, not like my father has hurt your people because I love you Wanda Maximoff. I will love you until my dying breath,”

Her soft hands wrapped around your neck and drew you quickly towards your lips. A small gasp left your mouth as she kissed you, but you melted into her touch. Wanda’s tongue swiped against your own, allowing a groan to escape your lips as you gripped her hips and pulled her flush against you.

Snap!

You and Wanda drew apart faster than the speed of light as the sound of a branch snapping echoed through the empty garden. Both of you looking around for signs of any one else.

A sigh of relief left your lips when you realized that there was no one there. Probably just a rabbit hopping around in the dead of the night, “I think I should return to my bed now,” you whispered as you leant her forehead against hers, “Come see me tomorrow night,”

You backed away from her slowly, a lingering smile on your face, “I love you Y/N Stark. Goodnight,”

When you returned to your bedroom, you heard loud laughter coming from down the hallway. Furrowing your eyebrows, you quietly snuck out of your room to find the source of the nose. Vision and the rest of his friends were in the armor room, examining different types of knives and guns.

Vision held a gun as mocking sounds left his mouth, like a five year old pretending to shoot a weapon, “Pow, pow, pow!” he exclaimed, pointing it at all the boys.

“Pow,” you stated, as all of them turned quickly to look at you, “I thought you were not allowed to bring any weapons, but your fist,”

“We all know that the Rogers’ can not be trusted. They are going to bring their own weapons and if we are not careful, we will end up at the bottom of the river,” your brother told you, “Now why are you still awake?”

“It is hard to sleep when boys are being barbaric right outside your door. All of you agree with this fight?” you spoke up. Rhodey and T’Challa nodded, “Where’s Peter? Did you not include him again?”

“Oh we did, he just had some duties for Your Majesty to fulfill,” Rhodey shrugged.

You nodded, “Besides, he would have just complained that we are not following the rules,” Vision teased.

“Do not fight these guys, this is exactly what father does not want,” you expressed, “You are breaking the peace treaty before it is even built! What if one of you die or worse what if you murder one of them? Then the reputation you have been trying so hard to protect will not stand,”

Your brother shook his head, “Y/N, when are you going to realize that this is exactly what we need? We are going to win and they are going to sign the treaty and prove to be the weaker kingdom,”

“You do not know that, Vis!” you argued.

“Do not raise your voice at me!” he screamed back.

“You are not my father! You are much worse than him, so stop acting like you are the king! You are not! You are still nothing to this kingdom. When Father dies our kingdom is going to fall apart because you will always live in the shadow of being Tony Stark’s son!”

A harsh burn fell upon your cheeks as your head snapped to the side. Instinctively, your hand reached for your cheek, trying to soothe the throbbing that was already there, “This is not about wanting to protect this kingdom! This is about Wanda, isn’t it?! Get out of the fantasy in your head that you could be anything more than a housewife! I will be king of our kingdom, and you will be nothing! Now leave this fight is still happening and this is something a housewife will never understand!”

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Of Kings and Beasts - Six

Pairing: King!Bucky X Princess!Reader X King!Steve

Summary: Born a bastard of the King of Orlen, you’re thrust to the West to marry the Kings. However, the greeting you get is anything but warm, and your life with the King is far from enjoyable. He knows it isn’t your fault his husband is gone, but that fact alone won’t prevent him from taking it out on you.

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Near-Death, Smut (Oral, F receiving),

Word Count: 4K

A/n: I think that this series has a vibe that is very blue and grey. Like, if I could associate the feeling with a colour it would be like a dark blue and light grey. Idk it’s just how I feel. I also have a playlist that I might drop for this series cause it’s gotten me writing soooo much. Anyway, I loved writing this part and I hope you guys like it!!

THIS SERIES CONTAINS SMUT AND DARK THEMES THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME AUDIENCES!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

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Your head tilts back, a melodic laugh falling from your pretty lips, and Steve smiles warmly down at you.

James watches from the library window as his husband drapes his cloak over your shoulders, keeping you warm as the two of you walk through the falling snow in the gardens.

“You called for me, your Majesty?” James turns to the voice, nodding and waving the doctor over.

“What I am about to tell you remains between us and us alone, do you understand?” The doctor nods slowly, confused beyond his wits.

“I have been experiencing thoughts that are not my own. I fear my mind... it is not mine. I know not how nor why, but I... I feel as if someone has taken hold of my mind and my body.” The doctor is silent, his eyebrows raised nearly to his hairline.

“Can you elaborate a bit, your Majesty? I... I don’t think I’m understanding.” James nods, sighing heavily.

“I... I have blank spaces in my memory. I awake in places where I have not gone and I have bruises and marks that I do not remember acquiring. It is as if I am not in control of my own body at times.” Banner ponders this for a moment before nodding.

“If you follow me, I’d like to do a few inspections to see if there is anything on the surface that could be of any use in figuring out what exactly is happening to you.”

The King follows the Doctor to his office, sitting down upon the operation table.

The Doctor’s cold fingers probe along the King’s hairline, feeling for any unusual bumps or scratches.

Just as he’s about to give up, he feels a ridge along the base of the King’s skull.

“Lean forward, Your Majesty.” He complies, leaning forward and dropping his head to give the Doctor a better view of the spot in question.

“An incision has been made here. And not by me. It has been stitched expertly. Were I not so trained I would have missed it. Your concerns are very valid, your Majesty. Should I call in King Steven and tell him the news?” James shakes his head immediately.

“If this has been done without even my noticing, it has been done by someone close and near. We cannot risk them finding out. Steve cannot know, and neither can (Y/n).” The very mention of your name has his blood boiling for some reason.

“Your Majesty... may I ask... what thoughts are you having that have been so concerning?” The King sighs, squeezing his eyes shut.

“I fear that whoever has done this to me has done it with the intention of ruining my marriage and destroying my kingdom right from the inside. With the very thought of my husband or my wife, I am filled with anger unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It fades as days pass, and then it will be brought back out of the blue.” The Doctor purses his lips, trying to piece things together.

“May I take a few tests? I would like to analyze some samples. Perhaps they can bring us closer to figuring out what has happened.” The King nods, laying down and allowing the doctor to do whatever procedures he’d like.

“Must you go?” You ask sadly, looking down at where your hand is linked with Steve’s.

“Unfortunately I must. I would much rather spend time with you, however, the council has urgent matters that must be discussed. I will join you for dinner, on that I promise.” He leans down and presses a kiss to your cheek.

“Do you think James will join us tonight?” You ask softly. Although he hasn’t been the kindest to you, you were enjoying the time you spent with him and are missing his presence.

You have hardly seen him since the day he and Steve came to your chambers.

“I cannot guarantee it. I hope he will, but I do not think we will be so lucky.” You nod sadly, sighing when he lets go of your hand.

He cups your cheeks in both of his warm hands, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips. Your heart races in your chest and you hold onto his wrists, leaning up into the gentle touch of his lips against your own.

Your eyes stay closed as he pulls away and he chuckles softly, pecking your lips once more before stepping backwards.

“I will come to find you as soon as I can, my love.” With that, he takes his leave. A smile spreads on your face and you sigh like a young maiden in love.

The thought takes you by surprise and you realize that you could very much be falling in love with Steve. He’s kind and gentle with you, and he’s taken the time to get to know you. He’s a man that you would willingly marry.

You’re getting ready to head back inside when you’re intercepted by a knight.

“Your Majesty.” He bows deeply then stands back up, a smile on his face.

“Do you require something?” You ask. He nods, offering you his arm.

“I have been ordered by King James to escort you to the stables. He wishes to go riding with you.” Your heart jumps in your chest, excitement filling you at the thought of getting to spend time with your other husband.

The knight is swift in his walk and you nearly have to jog to keep up.

You find it slightly strange that James would want to go riding when the snow is starting to fall harder, but you pay it no mind.

The knight helps you up onto your horse when you get to the stables, a smile on his face.

“The King wishes to meet you out past the stream. It is ten minutes west. He is eager to see you.” You nod, gathering the reins in your hands and thanking the knight as your horse leads you through the growing snow.

Steve’s cloak does little to keep you warm as the wind blows hard against you. Even through the layers of your dress and your coat, the coldness seeping through and chilling you straight to your core.

You’re not sure how many minutes go by, but the snow is thickening quickly, and before long you can hardly see in front of yourself.

“James!” You shout, trying desperately to find the King.

Your horse slows, not liking the storm. She turns you in a circle then huffs out a breath through her nose.

You’re about ready to head back when she suddenly raises up onto her hind legs, sending you falling to the snow beneath you.

You yelp out in pain as you break your fall with your arm, pain shooting up.

The wind howls in your ears as you push yourself to your knees, fear grabbing your heart and making it race as you struggle to see past your nose.

Snow gathers in thick clumps on your eyelashes, weighing them down and adding to the struggle.

“Aryo!” You call out for your horse, pushing yourself to your feet and wrapping your arms around yourself to try and preserve what little heat you have left.

It doesn’t take long for you to realize you’re alone, your horse long gone to find shelter in the storm. You don’t blame her. You would have abandoned yourself too.

Teeth chattering, you try and find any trace of a path to follow back to the Palace as the storm rages on around you.

“Is that the Queen’s horse?” Nat asks, looking out the window at the blizzard.

James is on his feet in an instant, looking out the window then at the redhead.

“Where is she?”

She shakes her head, “Steve dismissed me. But he’s in a meeting now. I would have thought she’d come back but I haven’t seen her since.”

Before she’s finished speaking, James is sprinting down the stairs.

He pays no mind to the snow, feet pulling him to the stables as the stable boy tries to calm down your mare.

“Where is the Queen?” He asks desperately, shouting over the wind. The stable boy shakes his head.

“I was dismissed by a member of the guard. He had the queen with him and the last I saw she was riding west.”

The colour drains from the King’s face as he looks towards the dark clouds rolling in.

“Get me my horse. Now!” The boy turns and runs to get the King his horse, nearly tripping over his own feet in his haste.

“You’re going out there?!” He turns around to face Natalia, nodding. “She’s out there and she may be in danger. I know Steve would not entrust anyone but Sam or you to escort her anywhere.” His conversation with Doctor Banner earlier rings in his mind and he feels fear claw its way up his throat.

“Have a warm bath prepped. Bring all the furs from the entire Palace to her chambers and have the fire ready. And find Steve as soon as you can.” The stable boy brings over James’ horse and the King is mounted upon his stallion and taking off into the storm.

You don’t know where you are or where you’re going. You can hardly feel your body. Everything is so heavy and you want to take a break, rest your eyes for a moment to regain your strength.

You stopped shivering a while ago.

Trudging through the knee-high snow, you blow warm air onto your frozen hands, trying desperately to warm something up. Shivering was so much better than this.

Something catches on your shoe and you fall face-forward into the snow with a yelp.

Instead of standing up, you roll onto your back, eyes half-open as snowflakes kiss your face.

Just a moment. That’s all you need. A moment to rest.

Your eyelids flutter closed and warmth settles into your limbs.

In the distance, you swear you hear someone calling your name, and you can’t help but smile. In this vast expanse of nothing but white... he cares for you.

Even if he’s only a figment of your imagination, he cares.

You’re jolted back to reality by the sound of your name being bellowed close by. Eyes heavy with snow, you slowly look around, neck stiff and frozen.

James jumps down from his horse, your figure barely visible through the snow.

“(Y/n)!” He sprints to you, foot slipping on a patch of ice and nearly pulling him to the ground.

His arms are cradling your frame as soon as he’s close enough, one hand pushing the snow out of your face and pressing his fingers to your neck.

“Oh thank the gods,” he whispers, your pulse like a drum grounding him.

He hauls you up into his arms and climbs onto his horse, the stallion taking off through the snow.

“Stay with me, (Y/n), please,” He murmurs, warm lips pressing against your frozen forehead.

Your eyes fall closed again and he has to take deep breaths to calm his racing heart.

Only when the Palace comes into view does he allow himself to feel any form of hope.

He rides right up to the front doors then slides off his horse, your body held securely in his arms. Guards are already waiting, one taking care of his horse while the others lock the Palace doors and clear a path for the King.

He swears he’s never moved this fast in his life.

The door to your chambers is open and as soon as he’s inside, Natalia is pulling you from his grip and hauling you right in front of the fire.

He kicks his shoes off and shrugs out of his coat.

“Get her out of her clothes,” he orders, pulling off his trousers and stripping until he’s nearly naked.

Nat does as ordered, confused until he lies down next to you, pressing your freezing body against his and pulling the furs overtop of the two of you.

The fire burns hot against his face but it’s doing its job.

Soon enough he can feel you breathing heavier against his chest.

"Where is Steve?” The brunet demands, looking over at Nat. She shakes her head. “With the council still. I tried getting him but they would not allow me entrance.” James sighs, tucking your head between his shoulder and his neck and smoothing his flesh hand over your back, hoping the friction will warm you up faster.

Nat takes her leave, hoping to find Steve, and James scoots the two of you closer to the fire.

When you let out a sharp breath then start violently shaking in his arms he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

You’re burning. Tiny needles are prickling your skin all over and it won’t stop. There’s a clattering noise that is absolutely annoying you and you recoil away from the heat.

It’s only when your face gets smushed further against a hot chest that you realize the chattering is your teeth.

“You’re okay,” a deep voice whispers, lips pressed against your frozen hair.

“I-It hurts,” you croak, throat sore and aching.

“I know, dove. I know.” His nose is buried in your hair, warm tears dripping from his eyes as he hugs you close to his chest.

The pain slowly fades and you sigh gratefully, bringing your hands up to press your frozen fingers against his warm torso.

The muscles in his abdomen clench at the contact and he lets out a sharp breath.

“You’re so cold,” he whispers, bringing a leg over yours to drape you in more of his body heat.

Your toes press against his other thigh and he groans.

“S-sorry,” you manage to get the word out without biting your tongue.

“Shh. It’s alright. Just warm up. You’re alright.” You nod, cold lips brushing against his chest. You press the tip of your nose against his skin and the contact nearly burns.

He presses kiss after kiss to the top of your head, thankful his body is always warm.

You gradually stop shivering but he doesn’t let you go, far too terrified that this is the last time he’ll get to hold you.

It’s only when you pull back to look at him that his arms loosen.

You notice his red eyes and instantly frown.

“What’s wrong?” Your voice is hoarse and he makes a note to get Wanda to bring you some tea.

“I...” He shakes his head, squeezing his eyes shut tightly and kissing your forehead.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, hot tears dripping down onto the furs beneath the two of you.

“For what?” You’re genuinely confused.

“Everything.”

“James, look at me.” He does so, reluctant but desperate to see you. Your lashes are wet and you can’t tell if it’s from the snow or your own tears.

“I’m alright. Without you, I wouldn’t be here. You saved my life.” He shakes his head, sniffling and squeezing you tighter to his chest.

“Why were you out there by yourself?” His voice is weak and muffled but the question confuses you.

“I was told that you wanted to meet me out there. A knight escorted me and delivered me the message. I was confused because it was snowing but I was eager to spend time with you.” He shakes his head, dread settling in his gut as he realizes that someone is indeed trying to sabotage his marriage.

“Did the knight give you his name?” You shake your head, fingers tracing patterns on his chest.

“I never told anyone anything. I was with Doctor Banner for a better portion of the day.” Your brows furrow and you pull back to look at him.

“If it was not you who sent for me... why would...” You trail off, eyes widening.

“He meant for me to die out there, didn’t he?” James swallows hard then nods, sighing heavily.

“That’s how it would seem. I do not know if those were his intentions and we will need to question him. But that all comes second.”

You snuggle against his chest further, his warmth and scent engulfing you and making you feel beyond safe.

“James?” You ask softly, pulling back again to look at him when he doesn’t answer.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” The heartbreak in your voice makes him want to die. He presses his forehead against yours and his lips quiver.

“I am terrified of being near you because all I have ever done is bring you pain. I do not wish to do that. Not ever again.” You bring one hand up and cup his face, wiping a tear off of his cheek.

“The only way you will bring me pain is by pushing me away. I miss you.” Your eyes flash down to his lips then back up to his eyes.

“With every day that goes by and I do not see you... I am saddened. We did not start our marriage well, but we can fix it. Please, James, don’t push me away anymore.” Your pleading breaks his heart and he nods, sniffling again.

“If I ask something of you... will you do it?” You ask softly. He nods without hesitation.

“Anything.”

You wait a beat, your heart thumping hard in your chest.

“Kiss me.” His eyes flash open and he pulls back to look at you. When the edges of your lips curve up he nods again, leaning down slowly.

His warm lips meet yours in a kiss that is filled with unspoken words and forbidden feelings. Tears cascade down his face and he leans further into the kiss, pushing himself up onto his metal forearm and rolling slightly until you’re on your back and he’s on his side. His flesh hand comes up to rest gently on the side of your neck, the thumping of your pulse beneath his fingers enough to have him relaxing.

Your hands come up instinctively to his hair, fingers tugging through the damp strands as you share your first real kiss with your husband.

His tears drip onto your face and you feel your heart break for him. You pull him closer, leg lifting and hitching around his waist to bring him flush against your body.

It’s like he’s never touched you before.

The feeling of your breasts pressing against his bare chest combined with the way you’re pulling him tight against you is enough to have him stirring in his britches.

He pulls away, shaking his head.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he murmurs. You sigh, fingers threading through his glorious locks. “You won’t. I just want to feel you. Have you close to me. Please.”

The look on your face has his resolve crumbling and, as if smelling your success, you pull him down, lips crashing against his.

“Will you let me try something? To make you feel good?” He asks breathlessly against your mouth. You’re not sure if anything can feel better than this but you’re more than willing to try.

He trails kisses down your body, taking a moment to pepper them over the soft skin of your breasts. His tongue flicks over your right nipple for a moment before retreating back into his mouth and allowing him to continue kissing down down down.

When his head is between your legs you push onto your elbows, nervous about having him somewhere so intimate.

“Relax. It won’t hurt, I promise.” You take a deep breath and nod, relaxing slightly as he presses gentle kisses to the insides of your thighs.

He pulls your legs over his shoulders and traces his tongue over your slit.

You jolt at the contact and he breathes a chuckle before diving in, his tongue working on the little bundle of nerves that makes your toes curl.

“J-James!” You cry, hand instinctively coming to his hair. He loops his arms under your legs, warm hand splayed on your stomach while his cold hand comes to your mound, middle finger slipping inside of you.

He’s gentle, thrusting slowly while his mouth focuses on your clit. Your legs clench around his head as the pleasure builds, a coil tightening in your belly.

A second finger slips inside of you with surprising ease, but you don’t dwell on that for long. His metal digits find the spot inside of you that makes you see stars and, upon hearing the guttural groan of pleasure you make, focus on hitting that spot with every thrust.

Your back arches and your fingers pull his hair so hard that it borders on pain, but one glance at the bliss on your face and the pain is forgotten.

His tongue works your clit while his fingers fuck faster, harder until you’re crying out, legs trembling and face scrunched up in pleasure. Your cunt clenches around his fingers and your slick gushes out around them.

He slowly pulls his fingers from you, cleaning up the mess between your legs with his tongue. The gentle kitten-licks just enough to prolong your climax.

When he finally pulls away and looks at you, you’re already watching him, your chest heaving and sweat glistening on your forehead.

“I suppose we warmed you up, didn’t we?” He asks playfully, grinning when you laugh breathlessly.

He adjusts himself in his pants then lays down with you once again, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“What about you?” You ask shyly, glancing down to the tent in his underwear.

“I can handle it, dove. You need your rest.” You cuddle up against him on the makeshift bed, the crackling of the fire and the feeling of his fingers tracing up and down your spine lulling you into a deep sleep.

He holds you in his arms, mind racing to who might want you out of the kingdom and why, and then to Steve. Steve who’s been gone for a suspiciously long time. Steve who’s supposed to be in a meeting with the council conveniently at the time of you disappearing.

When the blond in question is finally free from the council, Natalia is there to tell him what happened.

He’s bursting into your chambers moments later, his heart in his throat until he sees you asleep with your head on James’ chest, the brunet holding you close to his body beside the smouldering embers of what must’ve been a roaring fire.

A small smile spreads over his face and he closes the door, taking off his shoes and stripping down to his underwear.

He climbs onto the thick cushion of furs, shimmying beneath the blankets draped over your frame and placing his arm over your waist, hand resting against his husband’s stomach.

James reaches down and squeezes Steve’s hand gently, meeting the blond’s eyes over your head.

“What happened?” He asks softly, not wanting to wake you up.

“She was set up,” James replies, his eyes full of so many emotions.

“By who?” James shakes his head, sighing heavily.

“We have much to discuss, but it can wait until morning.” Steve nods in agreement, pressing his body against yours.

You sigh, sandwiched between their warmth and lost in a deep sleep.

Steve is pressed against your back and James against your front, the two holding onto each other’s arms over your waist.

And at that moment everything is as it should be. As it should have been in the first place.

But James knows that this may be only temporary unless they can find the traitor responsible for nearly killing you.

He hopes to the Gods that they find whoever it is soon because now that he has you in his arms, he never wants to let you go.

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Fic Recs

Hello hello!! Welcome to my fic rec blog post :) You can call me P or Pear. I’m 24 and currently obsessed with A Court of Thorns and Roses and forever obsessed with Marvel. If you think there’s a fic that I NEED to read please drop a comment or a message to me and I will absolutely read it

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Undisclosed by @pellucid-constellations

Beefy Lumberjack!Bucky with lots of good good angst and wholesome found family ish.

A World of Our Own by @shreddedparchment

Castaway AU. When I tell you I LOVE this fic. I’ve reread it probably over a dozen times. Reader and Bucky stranded on a deserted island just trying to survive.

Delicate Edges by @wkemeup

Biker!Bucky AU pretty short and it’s very cute. A bit angsty but not enough to make me want to punch my pillow. I love a florist x biker moment so this is good for that.

Love, Theoretically by @mypoisonedvine

Actually a Sebastian Stan AU which I don’t normally go for but I love this fic. A woman gets cheated on and moved to the Hungarian countryside and meets Sebastian the handyman (?Sort of?) who doesn’t speak any English. You’ll need a translator handy for this fic but it’s SO worth it.

Guiding Light by @wkemeup

Not an AU (honestly shocking for me) about the Avenger!reader getting kidnapped on a mission. Simple idea with soooo much angst and hurt/comfort to last you a lifetime. Really well written.

Sunrise by @wkemeup

Modern AU. WarVet!Bucky and Librarian!Reader. I love this story it makes my heart hurt in the best kind of way. Hermit Bucky meets his sunshine awwww.

Looped by @softlybarnes

Established relationship with Bucky. One shot (long one shot though). WONDERFULLY written. It’s about the reader getting stuck in a time loop and forgetting that she was ever in a relationship with Bucky. Angsty and fluffy.

Treacherous by @scrumptious-delusion

Outlaw!Bucky AU. I read this one over and over again. It’s soooo good. The perfect balance of spice and plot/fluff. Bucky is a famous outlaw and he shows up on reader’s farm looking for help. Amazing.

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

An ABO and AU fic. Bucky is a detective and meets his true mate (reader) who is going through with pressing charges against her past Alpha Brock who was abusive. Wonderful little story. Lots of detailed physical abuse situations so be wary if that is something that is triggering!

For the Love of the Game by @pellucid-constellations

CollegeAthlete!Bucky AU. Bucky is a baseball star and tbh I’ve been avoiding reading this one because it’s a college AU and normally I try to avoid those but I’m so glad I caved because this was SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOD. It’s everything you want in a short 7 (I think) part series. Angst, hurt, comfort, fluff, pining all that jazz. Love love love.

Steve Rogers

What a World by @onsunnyside

Tarzan!Steve mini series with some big beefy protective cutie energy. A fav.

Pseudo Princess by @shreddedparchment

I-. This is a LONG monster of a series and I LOVED IT. It’s a Royal AU which I also love. The reader is a peasant that is tasked with marrying King Steven of Broklin. Honestly incredible writing and the plot had me shocked in a couple of places. Some smut and dubcon so be aware of that before reading if that triggers you! LOVELY story. I can’t wait to reread it.

Top Gun Maverick

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

I and Love and You by @halfway-happyyy

So ok. This is a one shot and it fucking wrecked me emotionally. I cried three times during it and took multiple breaks. It’s angst pure and simple. Hangman breaks his girlfriend’s heart. I hate it I love it. I’m punching a pillow that’s all bye.

They All Know, He’s in Love with You by @rolycolysficrecs

One shot soo good. Some fluff some angst because of miscommunication (my favorite). He thinks they have been dating for months and she thinks they’re just fuck buddies. Wonderful!

Bad Habits by @seasonsbloom

Holy shit this mini series was so good. It’s three long long chapters and just wonderfully written. One of the best sex scenes I’ve read yet. It’s about Amelia’s tutor who’s pretty shy? Maybe not like shy shy but she just has a lot of anxiety about things which the author did a great job at depicting. Awesome ending. Angsty, miscommunications, fluff, soft hangman, happy ending I love it.

Outer Range

Rhett Abbott

Branded by @3tabbiesandalab

Sooo cute! A bit of smut which is always a good time. Anti-Maria fic. Reader is Maria’s sister that’s always been pushed aside. It’s written very well and has a second part (love)

Published Book Recs

A Court of Thorns and Roses Series by Sarah J. Maas

Honestly I don’t think this one needs and explanation or a summary. Masterpiece. (Also got me back into reading published books!)

Throne of Glass Series by Sarah J. Maas (our lord and savior)

Again, no words need to be spoken. If you’re unfamiliar with these two series just know that TOG is more action focused and ACOTAR is more romance focused, but both are Fantasy Romance Novels!

Icebreaker by Hannah Grace

Hockey Romance book that has some WONDERFULLY explicit smut. It feels pretty long but you really do get invested in the characters. It deals with some mature themes like eating disorders so readers beware.

A Touch of Darkness by Scarlett St. Clair

It’s a Hades x Persephone book but like an AU not really a retelling. Persephone is a student studying journalism and wants to do an article on the elusive and mysterious club owner, Hades. Has on page smut (helll yeahhh) and honestly surprised me with how much I enjoyed it!

Book Lovers by Emily Henry

Forced proximity who. Not really smutty at all but what was there was pretty well written. An editor and I think a publisher (I honestly don’t remember) end up in the same small town. And they’re rivals! Gotta love a good ole enemies to lovers.

Currently Reading

fics that I love that are in progress

Bucky Barnes

Awake My Soul by @foreverindreamlandd

Zombie apocalypse AU. Only three chapters in so far but honestly sooooo good. I’m really excited to see where this fic goes.

Steve Rogers

Fools Rush In by @ronearoundblindly

It’s a huge series and right now I’m on The Dignity of His Choice which is where Steve fakes his death and doesn’t tell his wife (yikes.) Mega angst and I eat it up.

Bad Habits by @all1e23

A Biker!Steve AU motorcycle club fic that only has a few chapters but I am loving. We all know I’m a slut for a biker moment.

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Sugar and Spice by @wombtotombx

Oooooooh it’s so good guys. The enemies to lovers slow burn is killing me. Only three chapters in so far but they are long and I am already just so invested. This is post Maverick mission which is cool, first time I’ve read a fic like that so far. Definitely recommend.

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Grounded “Thunk” by @cherryblossom-enthusiast

Y’all. It’s so gooood. Only three chapters so far and the sexual tension is starting to fry my brain I think. It’s really well written. It’s between Penny’s niece (reader) and Rooster who hits her in the head with a football.

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i-have-a-wonky-eye-too · 4 months

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A Princess. A Queen. A Wife. A Mother. Part 30/?

<Part 29<

"I need you to wake-up, My love." Steve whispered, looking down at where you rested your head against his chest, smiling lovingly at you.

The journey to Brook was long, tiring and uncomfortable. Even with a stop off for lunch and to stretch your legs, you still found yourself being lulled to sleep after a few hours as you cuddled up against Steve's warmth. Well, that and because Steve couldn't keep his hands to himself. Not that you were complaining.

You mumbled something incoherent as you snuggled closer to Steve making him chuckle and kissed the top of your head.

"I guess, you don't want my surprise then." He whispered.

You raised your head with a hum, "What surprise?" You asked groggily.

Steve smiled to himself, "Knew that would work." He sat up, untangling himself from you. "C'mon sleepy head. You can go back to sleep soon."

Your brow furrowed as you watched him open the carriage door and get out. "Are we back already?" You asked.

Steve shook his head. "Not quite." He held his hand out and helped you out of the carriage. "This is your surprise." He smiled.

You stood in silence as you looked at the cute (not so) little cottage in front of you that was tucked away behind a wall of trees and rose bushes. It was lit up with an orange glow and smoke pouring out of the chimney, looking warm and cosy.

Steve smiled to himself as he gave you a gentle nudge, encouraging you forward. "I thought this would be a good place for the two of us to hide away for a week or so. Enjoy married life without any worries. Just us." He whispered.

You stepped into the cottage with a grin, "Where are we?"

"Not far from the castle. My hunting cabin isn't far from here."

"It's beautiful... Who does it belong to?" You looked around the place, taking it all in.

Steve smiled as he stepped closer to you, placing his hands on your hips. "You."

You spun around to face Steve with a gasp, "Me?"

Steve nodded. "My father wanted mother to have a quiet place to retreat to if the castle got too much whilst she was carrying me, so he had this place built. Once I was born, it became a place the three of us would use to hide away from the castle..."

Your brow furrowed, "It's not mine then if your father had it built for your mother."

Steve sighed softly, "Sweetheart, it was my mother who gifted it to you... To us. She knows how difficult it can be for a young Princess... She wanted you to have a place that you feel safe in, like she did." He smiled lovingly st ypu as he took yoyr hands in his. "Wha'cha say, happy to spend some time alone with me here, wife?"

You bit you bottom lip and nodded with a giggle, "I certainly am, husband." You wrapped your arms around Steve's neck and kissed him.

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The sound of birds tweeting and the sun leaking through the drapes slowly aroused you from your sleep just enough for you to sense something was happening around you that could only be described as chaos. You could hear voices, shouting and cursing over the top of one another, heavy footsteps stomping back and forth. You let out a tired groan and rolled over in the large empty bed, frowning as you blindly searched for Steve. You opened your eyes and looked around the room, empty. You sat up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes before climbing out of bed and making your way out of the room, in search of your husband.

The cottage wasn't too big that you'd end up lost like you did on your very first visit to the castle, but there were still plenty of rooms to explore.

You fell in love with the cottage the moment your eyes landed on it. It was much bigger than you first thought, but it still managed to have a cosy feel to it.

The room you and Steve were occupying was larger than the others that filled the cottage. It had a four poster bed at the farthest side of the room, a dressing table and chair against the wall opposite the door, a fireplace opposite the bed, as well as having a small closet attached. There was a smaller room opposite that had been used as Steve's when he was much younger and had been turned back into a nursery for when the time arrived for yours and Steve's children to use. A small water closet sat at the end of the hallway on the left that held a large bathtub (big enough for two) and next door to your room was what had been a study that Steve's father used before Steve had it changed into a miniature library for the two of you to use. That, too, had a fireplace that the two of you could sit in front of. At the other end of the hallway was a door that led into the front of the cottage. The door opened up into the sitting room, a large space that had a couple of armchairs in front of another fireplace as well as a dining table by the window that looked out onto the small garden that was filled with rose bushes and trees. To the right of the sitting room was a joining kitchen, and that was where you found your husband and the chaos.

You watched as Steve, Sam and Bucky coughed, trying to wave smoke away from them as they each yelled over one another.

"What on earth is going on?" You asked with a cough, quickly covering your mouth.

The three of them turned towards you like startled deer, panic in their eyes.

When no one answered, you huffed and folded your arms across your chest. "Well?"

"His fault!" Sam and Bucky said in unison as they pointed at Steve.

Steve glared at them, "Is not."

You rolled your eyes as the three of them began to talk over each other once more. "Enough!" You huffed and made your way over to the large wooden door at the front of the cottage that lead out into the garden, "You're like children... Worse than Morgana." You mumbled.

"What are you doing, My love?" Steve asked as he watched you open the door.

"Letting the smoke out so we don't choke to death." You turned back to the three of them. "Perhaps one of you could open the windows?"

Sam and Bucky quickly and began moving around the cottage. Steve stayed in the same spot with his head lowered, chewing on his bottom lip looking a lot like a child that's about to be scolded.

You smiled to yourself as you walked towards him, reminding yourself to tease him later on about it. "What happened?"

Steve opened his mouth to speak but before he could, Bucky and Sam bet him to it.

"His Majesty, was attempting to cook."

"And like it usually does, it ended in disaster." Bucky shook his head with a huff, "I told him to stay out of the kitchen."

Sam nodded, "But His Majesty knows best." Sam rolled his eyes.

You let out a small giggle as Steve continued to glare at them.

It was true, Steve wasn't the best cook. Any time he attempted cooking, something disastrous happened.

"Boys," You stood in front of Steve and placed a comforting hand on his chest as you faced Bucky and Sam. "Could the two of you fetch some more firewood, please?" You smiled sweetly.

The pair nodded before bowing to you and making their exit.

You cleared your throat before you turned back to face Steve. "So... What happened?"

Steve sighed as he gently placed his hands on your waist and tugged you against his chest. "I wanted to bring you breakfast." He frowned. "I don't know what happened. One minute I had everything set, and the next the pan of water boiled over and-"

"Put the fire out?" You asked already knowing the answer. Steve nodded with a pout. You bit your bottom lip to stop yourself cooing at him. How can a man be so soft and adorable, yet feared by so many? You gently cupped his cheeks with your hands and pressed your lips against his softly, letting out a moan as Steve gave your waist a squeeze. "Don't worry about it. It's an easy fix." You smiled at him before slipping out of his arms. "Let's get this cleaned up then we'll cook breakfast together."

Steve raised his eyebrow at you as you began moving things around. "Do you know how to cook?" Steve asked.

You giggled as you looked back at him over your shoulder. "Yes, Steve."

"You do?"

"Don't sound so surprised." You smirked.

"Sorry." Steve blushed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I just, don't understand how you know?"

"Well, I learnt, Steven." You teased making him roll his eyes.

"I get that smart-ass." He chuckled, coming up beside you. "When?"

"What did you think I did when I wasn't attending sowing circles?"

Steve smiled, "Who taught you?"

"The Castle's cooks." You smiled with a shrug. "Even Dum-Dum taught me how to cook his famous battle stew last year."

Steve's brows raised in surprise just as Sam and Bucky returned. "Dum-Dum gave you his secret recipe?"

"Her Highness cooks it even better than Dum-Dum." Bucky winked at you with a grin making you blush.

Sam nodded and rubbed his belly. "Oh man, what I'd give to have some of that stew."

Steve frowned as he looked at them then at you. "Why have I never tried it?" He pouted.

You turned away from him to hide your smirk before clearing your throat, "You're always busy with meetings when I cook it." You let out a soft sigh.

Steve frowned to himself as he thought back to your visits. He usually did have a few meetings that lasted hours and hours, plenty of time for you to cook Dum-Dum's stew and share it with his men. He can't remember how many times he's found you training with them, even in rain, as you tried to pass the time.

"No matter," You smiled at him. "I'll make it tonight for us all."

Steve chuckled, "Let's focus on breakfast first, love." He kissed your cheek. "Now, tell me what to do."

"Nothing!" Bucky and Sam groaned in unison making Steve glare at them.

You began to laugh, quickly disguising it as a cough and looking away as Steve turned his glare to you. He smiled to himself as he watched you busy yourself before he sent Sam and Bucky another glare.

"Piss off," He mouthed to them, waving his hand around.

Bucky smirked, shaking his head at him as he walked up to you, "What can I do to help, Your Highness?" He asked, sending Steve a wink once you began telling him what to do.

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You giggled as Steve kissed your bare shoulder, working his way up your neck until you were a giggling mess. "Stop it," You tapped his bicep, pushing slightly to get him off you.

Steve pulled back with a grin. "You're just too sweet," He teased before pressing his lips to yours. He rolled over on to his back, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulled you against his chest. Steve panted softly against the top of your head before kissing it. "You know... They won't be here all the time... I promise."

You smiled to yourself, snuggling further into his chest, wrapping your arms tighter around his body as you hiked your leg up over his. "Stop... I had fun today. Besides, I don't mind Bucky and Sam being around."

Steve sighed, "I know you don't... But I wanted it just to be us. I wanted us to have some time together... To get to know each other."

You carefully pushed yourself up so you were looking down at Steve, not care in the world as you let your naked body show as you looked down at your husband lovingly. "We already know each other, darling."

Steve shook his head, "But we're married now..." He smiled as he reached up brushed your hair back as he cupped your cheek. "Things are different."

"How? We're still the same people, Steve."

Steve smiled, "But now I can do this," He gently pulled your face down to his and pressed his lips against yours, easily slipping his tongue past your lips and deepening kiss momentarily before pulling back, "As much as I want." He grinned at you. "As well as other things," He teased.

You lowered your head, trying to hide your face as you blushed. "When you put it like that." You smiled to yourself. "Maybe Bucky and Sam shouldn't be around so much."

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thyme-in-a-bubble · 12 days

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an enlightening soak

fused with the foe, chapter four

a/n: don't mind me, just giggling like the little love gremlin that i am

summary: “No, no, nothing is wrong, it’s just–…” he stressed before a strained exhale flowed out of him and he averted his eye, “…in the library, on the fourth bookcase up top, there are some books that should help clear things up for you.”

warnings: king!steve rogers x reader, smut, fantasy AU (monsters, but not much magic), original fantasy world, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, slow burn, innocent!reader, gore, injury, first kiss, love realization, masturbation

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“…well, you didn’t say a word to me the whole night, barely even looked at me,” you sat down on the edge of the central fountain in the castle’s topiary garden, “and then at the end you just up and left without–, well, I’m not quite sure what was supposed to have happened, but I know it’s not that, I have brothers, I'm not completely clueless.”

Taking a seat beside you on the edge, Steve urged, “I know you’re not, but–,” his words then fell short as realisation washed over his features, “oh gods…”

“What?” you raised your gaze from the pebbles beneath your shoes, “what’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

“No, no, nothing is wrong, it’s just–…” he stressed before a strained exhale flowed out of him and he averted his eye, “…in the library, on the fourth bookcase up top, there are some books that should help clear things up for you.”

“…you want me to read?” you cocked a brow, “I don’t understand.”

“You will, just–…” he nearly looked flustered, “give it a chance.”

“Why can’t you just tell me?”

“Because it is a delicate matter that I’m not sure if I should be the one to teach you about,” he worded carefully.

“Why couldn’t you? Do you not know either?”

“Oh, no,” he refused to meet your eye, “I know. I just don’t think–…” his restless body forced him to rise, “you should really just find those books and read them, then you’ll know.”

“Hmm…” your confusion hadn’t defused one bit, “alright.”

Bending down to pick up a fallen leaf from one of the sculptural topiary bushes, his fingers began to fiddle with it, “so, you haven’t ever had a sweetheart or anything?”

“I spent most of my life in my room, either because the door was locked or because it was just the safest option,” you nearly laughed, “so, no, I haven’t ever had someone like me in that manner.”

“Not even a servant?” he offered you the briefest of glances, “someone you’d call your friend? Maybe just someone daring enough to give a princess a kiss?”

“I’ve–,” you felt your cheeks heat up as you tried to answer, “I’ve never–… no…” lowering your vision to the gentle ripple in the fountain water, you then asked quietly, “…have someone ever been daring enough to kiss you?”

Looking back at you, the faintest of chuckles rumbled within him at the adorable nature of your tone, “yeah.”

Dragging your fingertips gently through the water, you glanced up to meet his gaze, “we’re friends, right? Wouldn’t you say so?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, “we’re friends.”

“So, if I asked you to, would you maybe kiss me?”

“What?” his head tilted slightly as if he thought he’d misheard you.

“Would you kiss me?”

“Uh…” he glanced back down at the leaf between his fingers, “you sure you’d want that?”

“Well, I don’t make it a habit of asking for stuff I'm not sure about.”

“Right,” he exhaled, “alright, well, sure, if that’s something you’d want.”

“Great!” you exclaimed as you wiped your damp fingers on the skirt of your dress, “then do it.”

“What, right now?”

“Well, why not?” you shrugged.

“Alright,” he let the crumbled leaf float down to the pebbly ground, “sure.”

As his long stride neared you, a bubble of nerves burst within you, “what should I do?”

Towering above your seated position as he stopped before you, “just,” his careful touch slowly found your arm, “close your eyes…” his gaze searched yours a moment as you felt your pulse begin to pick up, “the rest will come to you naturally.”

Letting your eyes flutter shut, a small gasp slipped out of you as you felt his light touch find your cheek.

It was different than you’d imagined. It wasn’t weird or slimy, it bloody took your breath away as his lips gently brushed against your own.

When he slowly withdrew, you couldn’t help but hypnotically drift after his fading lips before a shutter that ran down your spine caused you to float back.

“You alright?” his warm touch lingered on your cheek a moment longer, caressing the high point as your starry eyes fluttered back open.

“Y-yes,” you breathed raggedly, feeling as if you might tumble back into the fountain, “uh, thank you.”

And in that moment, you knew, you didn’t need any other clue to string all of the pieces inside of you together.

You were in love with the king of Eflorr.

Though you were in a window a few storeys up, you could still nearly hear the laboured grunts as Steve’s sweat-glistening visage sparred with a few wardens down in the wide front courtyard. Your lips couldn’t help but part slightly as you ogled.

But just as you felt drool begin to trickle out of the corner of your mouth, a pair of hasty footsteps rounded the corner.

“There you are, your majesty,” you hoped you weren’t too visibly flustered as you turned to face the servant, “your bath is ready.”

“Thank you, Hilda,” you offered her a polite nod before making your way back towards your private chambers.

Steam invitingly wafted off the copper tub as you stepped inside. Layer by layer, you stripped down and draped your attire over the back of the folding screen that stood in the very corner of the room. Sinking into the bubbles, a soft sigh seeped from your lips as you melted back against the bathtub.

With your thoughts still floating back in the courtyard where Steve was training, your fingertips couldn’t help but ghost over your lips as they tingled at the memory of his.

As your eyes fluttered closed, your touch did as it had formed a tendency of ever since you read those books the monarch had advised you to educate yourself with. Fluttering down your soaked frame, your touch wandered over every spot that caused frail whimpers to flow out of your lungs.

But just as your bubbly fantasies began to drift you away completely, the sudden sound of the door to your chambers being burst open jolted you out of it.

Absentmindedly wandering in, Steve’s gaze was glued to the papers in his grasp, “the town meeting is starting in an hour, would you–,” he finally looked up as you twisted around and the bathwater sloshed at your startled motion, “oh,” he froze, thankfully not seeing much as both the tub’s high walls as well as the lush bubbles obscured your exposed frame, “I am so sorry,” from the looks of it, he’d already freshened up after his recent activities, “I didn’t–, I should have knocked,” he swiftly turned back around to leave, “I’ll just ask you later, I’m sorry.”

“Ask me what?” your voice halted him as his hand clasped the door handle.

With his back firmly turned to you, he said stiffly, “uh, I was just wondering if you’d like to join.”

“Join?”

“The council meeting,” he swiftly squashed the innuendo that your hazy brain had conjured, “if it’s alright with you, I’d love your opinion on some of the things on the agenda today.”

“You would?”

“Dove, your mind is brilliant,” he stated, “of course, I want your input on all the important matters.”

Even though your cheeks were already aflame, that compliment only managed to ignite the fire.

“When does it start?”

“In an hour.”

“Alright,” you bit down on your bottom lip, “I’ll see you in an hour then.”

“Great,” his white-knuckled fist then twisted the door handle, “have a nice bath–, I mean, uh… bye,” he stumbled over his words as he rushed to leave.

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holylulusworld · 4 years

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Duty of an alpha

Summary: Steve tries anything to prove he’s a good alpha - will it be enough?

Request: I had two requests one for a royal AU in modern times and an Alpha Steve so I combined those two as I didn’t get a specific description.

Pairing: King!(Alpha) Steve Rogers x Queen!(Omega) Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Alexander Pierce

Warnings: angst, ABO, ABO Dynamics, light smut, unprotected sex, mating, scenting, hurt & comfort, cuddling & snuggling, implied claiming, age gap (Steve is around 32; the reader 25)

A/N: This is a royal AU, but it’s set in modern times. It’s also an ABO setting so head the warnings.

A/N: Requested sequel to: Duty of an Omega

Steve hangs his head low, even let out a low whine as you refused to come to his bedroom and prefer to hide in your old room. No matter what the alpha tried over the last weeks – you reject him.

Not letting him get close to you, especially not touch you is your way to keep the alpha rejecting you since you got married away. You don’t do it to hurt him, simply to protect yourself from getting hurt even more.

How shall you know Steve doesn’t play a game to lull you into safety only to hit you where it hurts the most later? Not claiming you were cruel enough.

Everyone in his kingdom could see you are still unclaimed even after months of being married to their king. Everyone assumed something must be wrong with you if their king refuses to claim you as his omega.

“Omega…” Steve leans against the doorframe of your room, watches you hide in the furthest corner, snuggled in a blanket to fight the coldness in your bones. “Please come to our room.”

“Your room.” Correcting his words, you do not meet his eyes. “I was only allowed to come there to satisfy your needs. You are not in rut, so leave me be.”

“Doll, please…” His voice is low, and you can hear hopelessness behind his words. “I need you.”

“No, you don’t need a…What did you call me?” Finally meeting Steve’s gaze you can see the bags under his eyes and the sadness on his features. “Useless waste of air.”

“I didn’t mean it. Back then I thought you were with Stark, my archenemy for years. Before we…” Grinning cheekily Steve steps further into the room. “Before I knotted you for the first time, I believed you had sex with Tony Stark.”

“I was innocent.” Mumbling the words, you downcast your eyes, too ashamed of the memories. “You were like an animal.”

“I am sorry, doll. Your scent drove me crazy and I had to feast on you…” Your cheeks heat up and you giggle as you remember the noises you made for your husband.

“I loved every moment but then I remembered your father told me you are in love with Tony, that you want him.”

“That man is not my father. He may have had an affair with my mother or rather he came to town, seduced my mom, and left her after getting to know he got her pregnant.”

Voice bitter you glance at the heavy ring at your finger. “I don’t think he’s able to love anything else than his money and reputation.”

“Darling…please…” Steve steps closer and you get a whiff of his scent. He smells different, almost sad – if that makes sense at all. “I am missing you. I need you, Y/N. Please give me a chance, omega.”

“Why should I believe a single word? The man calling himself my father used nice words every time he wanted me to do something. In the end, everything he told me was one big lie. He used me to get a foot into your kingdom.”

Taking another step, or in Steve’s case a mile as it feels to him like you are miles away even if it’s only a few steps, he gently touches your shoulder.

“I will bring you to our room and you can rest there, omega. I don’t want to force you into anything but I am still your husband and I must insist that you…fuck…” Steve tries to find something in his pocket and you glance at his shaking hands when he gets a piece of paper out.

“There…we are married, and you are my queen.” Steve clears his throat while he reads the speech Bucky helped him write. “I love you and you are my mate…I can’t read that line…fuck Bucky and his bad handwriting. Does this look to you like fuck or luck?”

Glancing at the piece of paper you need to hold back a chuckle as Bucky drew a penis and testicle or something that looks like a duck next to one of the lines he wrote. “According to the picture he drew I would say fuck, but it could be a duck too…”

“Duck?” Blinking Steve looks at the piece of paper again. “This doesn’t make sense. Why should I want to have a duck?”

“I don’t know.” Shrugging you try to figure out what Bucky wanted to say but his handwriting is awful, and you can’t read a single word. “Maybe he believes you are kinky?”

“I am not…” Flustered Steve looks at the piece of paper before he crumbles it to drop it to the floor.

“What I wanted to say before Bucky messed up and wrote duck or fuck is that I want you to come to our room.” Steve looks down at your trembling form, not knowing how to seduce you to come with him. “You can bring your books too.”

“I don’t know why I should come with you, Steve. You always avoided being close to me except for the times you wanted to…” Sighs leave your husband's lips and you can see his patience slowly wears thin.

“Woman, let me just…” He runs his fingers through his hair, even purrs a few times before he picks you up in bridal style to carry you out of your room. “I’ll kidnap you in that case.”

“That’s not like a king should act!” Scolding your husband, you run your fingers along his mating gland.

“No. It’s more the style of an alpha who wants his omega in his room, on his bed. I want to scent you and I want you to scent me.”

Placed onto the bed, tugged into Steve’s side you are forced to feel the heat coming out of his body. His scent is intoxication and if not for your anger and disappointment, you would give in to your instinct.

“Darling, please listen to me for a moment.” Taking a deep breath Steve buries his face into your neck. “Since I laid my eyes on you for the first time and got a whiff of your scent, I am in love with you.

I am sorry for disappointing you in any way. I failed you as your husband, king, and even worse – I failed you as your alpha.”

“…”

“You could at least say a word. I know you are used to your father being an awful alpha and I am sorry I didn’t act better than him out of stubbornness I hurt you and I’ll hate myself for the rest of my life for doing so.” Sniffling you rest your head against Steve’s shoulder to inhale his scent deeply.

“My mom always dreamed that my father comes back but he never even called. When she got sick, I heard her talking to someone. I heard the words responsibility and daughter.

I think she called my father to tell him that she will not live much longer. My mom tried to make him see that he can’t abandon me after her death. Sometimes I wish she would’ve never called that man.”

Steve gently strokes your hair when you tell him about your mothers’ illness, the way she slowly faded away every day more and that one day you came home from school and your mother was gone.

“The next day that man came and took me with him. I couldn’t even cry as he yelled every time I mentioned my mom. I had to hide her picture as he would’ve burned it, Steve. I hate him.

I don’t think I ever hated someone, but I do hate my father.” With watery eyes, you look up at Steve. “Does this make me a bad person?”

“No, doll. This makes you human. A person can only bend to a certain point before she or he breaks. What your father did to you was inhuman and cruel. I wish I could kill him.” Humming you nuzzle your face into Steve’s chest and his heart starts beating faster.

“I always dreamed of having a father. My mom didn’t want to talk about him so I imagined how he would be but I didn’t imagine a cold-hearted man.” Closing your eyes you wrap your arms around Steve.

“I wanted a tall and strong alpha who bursts through the door, a big smile on his face, and to hold me in his arms when I need him. Once I tried to call him daddy and he slapped me across my face. I had to stay in my room for a week and after that, I stayed there most of the time.”

“I should kill him.” Steve grits his teeth, imagining you all alone in your room. “When he dares to come here again, he’s dead…”

“Please…don’t. He’s not worth it. I learned to ignore his anger, hatred, and hurtful words. When you took me with you, it was the best day of my life but then…” Sniffling you hide your face in Steve’s chest.

“I am so sorry, omega. I promise, no I swear to be a better man, husband, and mate from now on. I can be that alpha to you if you want me to…” Steve whispers but you are already fast asleep when he kisses your hair. “I’ll be that alpha for you, Y/N. Promised.”

“I have a business to discuss with your master.” Your father yells at Bucky, but the man doesn’t even flinch.

Face stoic, hands tucked to his sides Steve’s best friend and ‘bodyguard’ watches your father pace in front of Steve’s office. “He can’t let me wait! I gave him my daughter.”

“You didn’t give me anything, Alexander. As far as I remember you were happy to get rid of the daughter you never wanted. Now lower your voice, my mate is still asleep.” Steve grits his teeth, even clench his fists and Bucky finally sets his body into motion.

Playing the buffer between your father and his best friend again he locks eyes with Steve.

“Steve, calm. King Alexander came here to discuss business. He is no harm to your wife and mate. You know me by heart and if he even dares to get close to Y/N, he will not like my answer.”

Bucky turns his attention toward your father, a cold smile on his lips. “We all agree that no one wants to see the winter soldier resurface.”

Bucky’s words let your father falls silent. He’s sweating now, even whines when Bucky puffs his chest. “I will guard your room and make sure our ‘fine’ guest stays away from your queen, my king.”

“Good, do that, Bucky. If Y/N is looking for me, tell her we will dine together, later. I don’t want her to meet this man.” Spatting the words Steve guides your father into his office. “Sit and tell me what you want. Let’s get this over with.”

“According to my information, you did not claim my daughter. Therefore I came here to ask you to return her to me. I am sure I will find something to pay you back for your inconvenience, King Steven.” The vein at Steve’s neck starts pulsing and he grits his teeth hard enough to make your father flinch.

“I think I must mishear. Did you just ask me to give you my mate as if she’s a doll you can snatch away from me!”

Chest puffed; eyes dark blue now Steve steps closer to your father to glare at the smaller alpha. “Y/N is my queen, my mate. If you repeat your words, I’ll rip your tongue out and feed my dogs with it.”

“I got an offer from an ally. Brock Rumlow finds a liking in my daughter and would like to get to know her better.”

A grin on his face your father shrugs as Steve tries to not lose his temper but the words leaving your father mouth let the alpha take over.

A split-second later Steve has one large palm wrapped tightly around your father’s throat. “I’ll kill you! This is my mate!” Out of control, Steve slams your father's head into the wall and only your voice calling his name let him stop.

“Omega…” A deep purr leaves Steve’s lips and he drops your father to the floor. “Mine. My omega.”

“Steve?” He’s by your side moments later and you find yourself pinned to the wall with his hips pressing into yours and his face in your neck. “Alpha?”

“You’re mine! He can’t have you. No one can take you away from me, doll. You are my queen.” Steve whines low and you need to pat his head to calm the angry alpha. “Don’t leave me.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Steve. Bucky said you may need my help to remain calm.” Humming Steve grabs your waist to pick you up.

“Bucky kick this piece of shit out. If he ever tries to get close to my wife, kill him.” Bucky smirks when Steve carries you out of the room.

When Steve is gone Bucky helps your father up. “So…last warning. You will never contact your daughter again or I will come for you…”

“Alpha…” Bodies grind against each other. Lips melt into kisses. “Omega.”

Steve groans with every touch you allow him. Tonight, he let you take control, let you be on top to give you the feeling of ruling your husband's body, and you do.

Every time you rock your hips, he grips your ass tighter to guide your body. Steve is determined to make you feel pleasure, and his love at the same time.

“Steve…please…” Your lips find his again and you shudder when he moves his hands up to your back to press your body closer to his. “I want you…”

“I’ve got you, doll. Just let me…” His lips seal around one nipple and you whine when he suckles hard at the pebbled nub. “I’ll always take care of you…”

“Always?” He’s slowly taking over control, thrusts upward to hit the spot making you cry out his name. “Always, Y/N…”

“Do you lie comfortably? Shall I move us again?” While Steve holds you tightly against his warm body, he can’t take his eyes off the mark he left. “You’re even more beautiful with my mark at your neck.”

“Why was that man here?” Voice trembling you lean closer to your husband. “Steve?”

“There is nothing to be worried about, doll. I will make sure that Alexander Pierce will never be able to get close to you again. Whatever he came for, it’s too late.” Steve presses his lips against your claiming mark, but you won’t give up that easily.

“I want to know, Steve. You promised over the last weeks that you’ll never lie to me again. I need to know why he was here, alpha.” Turning in Steve’s embrace you lock eyes with your alpha. “Tell me now…”

Steve sighs deeply but he promised to be honest, so he tells you what your father told him hours ago.

“Did you only claim me to be sure father can’t take me away from you?” Your stomach tightens and your eyes fill with tears.

“No, god no, Y/N. It what I wanted to do for so long. When you touched me hours ago I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted it to be more romantic but I…shit…the alpha won. He wanted to claim, mark and mate you. I couldn’t stop him…”

Eyes focused on Steve’s features you move your fingers through his hair to fist it harshly.

“If you lied to me. If you only claimed me to mark your territory, I’ll castrate you in your sleep, my king.” Steve growls low in his throat, turned on by your behavior.

“I swear that I claimed you out of love and that I’ll fulfill my duty as your alpha as best as I can from now on…”

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Of Kings and Beasts - Five

Pairing: King!Bucky X Princess!Reader X King!Steve

Warnings: Language, Kinda Slow Burn, Fluff, Injuries, Kinda Angst

Word Count: 2.7K

A/n: Happy New Year to all you beautiful people. I’m writing this and I’m feeling pretty happy right now but I’m also feeling very drained because I’m working so much and there's shit going on, BUT I wanted to post this because it’s been long awaited. It’s shorter because it’s a rare (Kinda) fluffy chapter and It ends off on a good place to have me starting the next part openly. My brain is mush rn so Idk if this is even making sense.

THIS SERIES CONTAINS SMUT AND DARK THEMES THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME AUDIENCES!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

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“I need to know exactly what you did to her. She is in there, in pain and agony and you stand here acting as though you are the one who had to endure the hardships.”

James grinds his teeth together, wishing his reunion with his beloved was going better.

“I... I was harsh with her. I told her she would never replace you... that her only purpose was to give me an heir and that she could be easily replaced. She... she angered me and I struck her... I have forced myself upon her in my anger and my haste to consummate the marriage. I know I am wrong for all I have done but I am doing everything in my power to right my wrongs.”

He doesn’t see it coming, only realizes it when his nose crunches beneath Steve's fist.

“You are a coward! A King would not behave like that even if he had lost his entire kingdom! You have treated our wife as though she is a prisoner! And I say our wife because in title that is what she is. However, she is my wife in my heart as well. But anyone can see that she is not your wife in yours. The way you have treated her... you should not be allowed near her.”

He strikes his husband again, his knuckles knocking the side of his cheek as the brunet dodges swiftly.

“I know. I understand that what I have done is wrong but-” “No, James, I don’t think you do! She is terrified of you! She’d sooner seek comfort in me, a stranger, than in you. You are the first face of our kingdom that she met and you...” The blond trails off, beyond furious with his husband.

“You have broken that woman. What can you even say for yourself?”

The brunet backs up a step, his hands raised in surrender as Steve steps closer to him, his hands clenching into fists.

“Nothing will excuse my actions and I realize that. But I will not stop trying to fix the damage I have caused.”

Steve scoffs, shaking his head at the other man.

“I’m not sure if you will be able to fix it.” They’re both quiet for a long moment before Steve speaks again, walking past his husband and towards the door.

“I think it would be best if you gave both (Y/n) and myself some space. Do not come to either of us unless we have directly summoned you.” The brunet nods, shoulders slumping in defeat.

Steve has to focus on his breathing as he walks back to your chambers, wanting to be there when you wake up and wanting to be in a better space as to not scare you.

When the door opens you’re awake, seated on your bed nursing a small cup of tea.

“How are you feeling?” He asks softly, dismissing Wanda with a nod. You take a deep breath and smile weakly at him.

“Better than yesterday, Your Majesty.”

A shake of his head at the use of his title.

“Please, (Y/n). You’re my wife. You may address me by my name,” he says while stepping further into the room.

“Steve,” you test the name, surprised at yourself for liking the way it feels rolling off your tongue.

He smiles warmly at you, sitting at the edge of your bed when you motion to it. You take a moment to really take him in as he sits in front of you.

The second King of Acadia is as gorgeous as his husband. He’s got endless blue eyes that shine with kindness, a kindness that has been shown to you only by Natalia and Wanda since you entered the Kingdom.

His frame is large and muscular, and you find yourself entranced and intimidated by him. Your brows furrow, however, when you see his split knuckles.

“You are hurt?” You ask, looking pointedly at his right hand. He instinctively clenches it into a fist then sighs, shaking his head.

“I’m afraid I let my emotions get the better of me when I learned of what His Majesty did to you.” You frown, looking down at the porcelain cup in your grasp.

Fragile and delicate, just like you.

“My very presence drives a wedge between the two of you. For that, I am sorry.” He shakes his head, fingers coming under your chin and lifting it until you look at him. The way you flinch when he raises his hand has his heart aching.

“It is not you who has created a wedge, nor is it you who drives it between us. James is well aware of his actions and he must face the consequences. He does not get special treatment because he is King. He’s lucky I only struck him for what he’s done to you. He deserves far worse.” You shake your head, grabbing the King’s hand tightly in yours.

“Please do not punish him. I fear he may think his fears are coming true. I do not wish to replace you nor do I wish to replace him. And by punishing him more I fear he may think that that is what is happening.”

Steve’s brows pull together in confusion.

“Do you not wish for him to feel what it is you’ve felt?” You shake your head, a shaky breath leaving you as you choose your words wisely.

“I... I would not wish my treatment upon anyone. But he has made efforts to repair our relationship. I do not wish to anger him with a relationship with you. I fear that us being close may be enough to bring his anger back to the surface.”

Steve is quiet, pondering your words for a long moment before lifting your entwined hands and pressing a kiss to your knuckles.

“If he makes one hostile move towards you I will have him thrown in the dungeon. He will not bring you any more pain. I give you my word.” You nod slowly, not used to someone being so protective of you.

“Now I’m sure you need your rest, so I will not deprive you of it any longer.” He goes to stand up but you tug on his hand, not wanting him to leave just yet. His presence is refreshing. Something unlike anything you’ve experienced in years. And you do not want him to leave anytime soon.

“C-could you perhaps stay with me for a while longer? I... I value your presence. I know that I have only just met you, but you... you are a comfort in a kingdom that has brought only pain.” You don’t mean for your words to hurt him, and the sadness on his face nearly makes you regret speaking.

Until he settles back on the bed, a smile on his face as he squeezes your hand gently in both of his.

“I will stay with you until you no longer want me. This place should be a home to you, not a place of pain, and I will do all I can to ensure you feel safe and comfortable in your own Kingdom.”

The new approach has hope sparking in your belly, and you’re cautiously optimistic about your relationship with Steve. You only hope that you’ll be able to repair the one you have with James before he gets angry again.

~*~

“Is she eating?” Wanda nods, smiling at the blond king from her spot in the kitchen.

“Good. She looks ill. I want her to be healthy again. It is my goal to have her happy in her new home. Undo the damage that James caused.” Wanda sighs, shaking her head.

“They were rebuilding their relationship. Slowly but I’m sure they will have grown to love each other,” she says softly, and then it’s Steve’s turn to shake his head at her.

“It would be nothing more than love built on lies and fear. She deserves more than that.” Wanda nods, her heart heavy. She knows you haven’t been treated fairly, but she had hoped you and James would be able to build your relationship.

“Will you forgive His Majesty?” Steve sighs, not truly knowing the answer.

“I want to, but with what he did... it feels wrong to forgive him.” Wanda nods knowingly, gathering things for your lunch.

“Well, I know that the Queen is well on her way to forgiving him. I think it would do you well to forgive him. However, I have already overstepped. If you’ll excuse me, I need to go tend to my lady.”

She pauses at the doorway, looking over at the King and speaking freely for a moment.

“I think you would do well to speak to the King with a cool head. Consider all that has happened and all that you had planned for your marriage.” She bows her head then leaves the kitchen, having given Steve many things to consider.

He stays in the room for a while longer, gathering his thoughts and trying to figure out what to do.

As he’s leaving, he nearly bumps straight into his husband.

James averts his eyes, although it pains him to do so. He wants nothing more than to devour every inch of the man before him.

He says nothing, instead, bows his head and waits for Steve to do something.

“James.” His eyes snap up, meeting the endless blues of his lover.

“Steve. H-How is she?” Steve grinds his teeth for a moment, Wanda’s words echoing in his mind before he huffs out a deep breath.

“If you would like, I will take you to see her. However, if she requests you leave, you will leave immediately. Do you understand?” James nods, his shoulders lifting slightly.

As they walk towards your chambers Steve takes a moment to take in the appearance of the brunet.

He’s got deep bags under his eyes and a heeling bruise on his cheek branching out across the bridge of his nose.

His skin is pale and almost lifeless, and Steve feels and for a moment. Until he remembers what his husband did to you.

By then they’re already at your door, far too late to turn back, and Steve knocks softly.

“My darling? May I come in?”

Your voice calls out eagerly, allowing him entrance.

In the few days since his return, he’s spent every waking moment with you, and you find yourself missing him in the few moment’s that he is not by your bedside.

He smiles at the sight of you. You’re far livelier than before, a smile on your face as he walks in.

“Good afternoon,” you say softly, your smile fading slightly as you see the man behind him.

“Your Majesty,” you greet him, bowing your head slightly.

“He is your husband, (Y/n). You may address him by his name. We would prefer it if you did.” You look between the two before nodding slowly, scooting back on your bed to make room for the two of them.

Wanda smiles warmly at you, handing you a fresh cup of tea before excusing herself.

“May we sit?” James asks softly, motioning to your bed. You nod, taking a slow sip of tea while not taking your eyes off of the two men.

“You look well. You are eating more?” You nod, smiling at James softly.

“The same cannot be said for you,” You whisper, frowning at the bruises on his face.

“It is nothing that I do not deserve. I deserve far worse for all I have done. It is only my hope that we can grow together.” You’ve got a sad smile on your face as you look between the two of them, the tension rolling off of them in waves.

“What is it, darling?” Steve asks softly, reaching out to take your hand. You squeeze his warm hand then sigh, struggling for a moment to find the words.

“I have created a wedge between you. That is not something I ever wanted. I never wanted to come between you, nor have I ever wanted to replace either of you. I... I apologize for all that my presence here has caused.”

They both shake their heads, eyes meeting momentarily, Steve's filled with accusation while James’ are filled with guilt.

“You have done nothing wrong. That is something I want you to fully grasp.” You look at James as he speaks, heart thumping in your chest.

It’s been a while since you’ve had him so close to you and you’re not sure how you feel about it.

“Everything that has happened... it is all my doing. You have not done anything wrong. I am the one who has created a wedge between us... the one who has caused such distance. And I will spend every day trying to make up for that. I know you may not trust me or what I say, but I mean every word that I have spoken today.” You look between him and Steve, bottom lip tucked between your teeth for a moment.

“I want to trust you. I want us to be happy and I want us to have a good marriage, however, I will need time. But I do not want the two of you to be at ends with each other because of me. I fear it will cause far more conflict than it is worth.” Steve looks at you for an impossibly long moment before nodding, looking over his shoulder at where his husband is.

“I do not know how you have forgiven him, but I suppose I will try as well. We will forgive, but we will not forget.”

James nods, wanting to feel relieved but something is gnawing at his stomach.

“Your forgiveness is far more than I deserve. I will not, for as long as I live, be able to ever forgive myself for what I have done to you. The pain I have caused.” His eyes flitter down to your stomach, now devoid of the life that was growing. Devoid of the child that would’ve been his. A child that would’ve been the product of pain and of torment.

“How are you feeling, truly? I can only imagine the pain.”

You follow his gaze down to your stomach then swallow hard.

“If I may be honest with you... a small part of me is sad... but a larger part is relieved. I know it is wrong and horrid of me to think, but I am grateful to not be carrying a child that was forced upon me. It is my duty as Queen to give you heirs, and I shall. But not like that. It is too bold of me and I apologize, but if we are to make this marriage work then it is something that you must know.”

He nods easily, understanding what you mean.

“This marriage... we chose you, (Y/n). Specifically you,” Steve says softly, waiting for you to look up at him before speaking.

“We could’ve chosen any woman.”

Upon seeing the frown on your face, James jumps in. “When he says that, he means that we had been offered wives before but none of them stood out to us. And then we were presented with you...” You look at him, confusion bringing your brows together.

“The princess of Orlen. A woman with kindness and beauty. From the way your father spoke of you, we chose you. If only to save you from a fate that he promised.”

You’re not sure how you feel about this.

“We spoke of you for weeks on end. We spoke of how we would love you, how we would treat you. How we would bed you...” A shiver races down your spine and you glance down, shaking your head.

“I-I do not think I will be ready for that for quite a while. I am sorry, but I just... I cannot. I can hardly walk without being in pain and Doctor Banner thinks that it may take weeks before I can do anything such as that.” Steve’s hand is on your back, rubbing soothing circles.

“We will wait. Your body has gone through something that neither one of us could ever imagine. We will not be angry with your healing process and we will not rush it. It is as I said before, your health and happiness mean everything to me.”

James nods his agreement but can’t help feeling left out of the tender moment being shared. As much as he may try, he knows he will not be welcomed with open arms. And he doesn’t expect to be. However, it doesn’t lessen the pain. If anything, it amplifies it.

Jealousy and anger simmer deep in his core, and he has to take careful breaths to make sure he doesn’t let them show. The last thing he needs is to scare you further. And although he truly does wish to be on good terms with you, seeing you with his husband the way you are... it brings something monstrous to the front of his mind.

Something he’s only ever taken out on the battlefield.

The good part if him is afraid for your safety if he cannot reel in the beast. But the beast roars beneath the surface, ready to claw its way out and reclaim what is his.

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