Shackle Her From Wrist To Wrist (with Sterling Silver Bracelets) - Three

shackle her from wrist to wrist (with sterling silver bracelets) - three

part one, part two

Synopsis: Four years ago, you entered a loving relationship with Steve Rogers. Three years ago, you faked your death to escape when things started to turn dark. Now, he’s found you and he’s not going to let you go.

Chapter Summary: the aftermath

Pairings: Dark!Steve x Reader, Dark!Bucky x Reader, Dark!Stucky x Reader

Word count: 3,406

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I’m also refraining from using warnings for minor parts of the chapter because I don’t want to spoil what’s coming and my blogs have a tendency to get flagged for certain words. If this is an issue for you, please let me know. However, the warnings are largely what you’d expect from a dark AU, and things will only get darker from here.

On the upside, I’m happy to say that I now know where I’m taking this story. Thanks for all of the support so far!

Cross-posted here.

You knew immediately upon opening the door that you had made an even graver mistake than you had anticipated. A snowy valley stretched out before you on all sides, pure and untouched from human activity other than the house you stood on the precipice of. On one side, the house faced a lake that had iced over, and on all other sides mountains towered above you. There was nowhere you could go.

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Salvatore (Cambion Incubus)

Rating: Mature Relationship: Human Female Reader x Male Incubus (Cambion) Additional Tags: Exophilia, Incubus, Cambion, Incubus Boyfriend, Monster Boyfriend, Asexual Monster, Asexual Incubus, Asexual Reader Content Warnings: Prostitution, Mention of Alcoholism, Strong Language, Use of a Slur, Open Discussion of Sex and Sexuality Words: 5270

Here it is! This story just poured out of me yesterday, and I hope you guys like Sal. I love him. He needs all the love he can get, the poor dear. Please leave feedback!

*Note: A Cambion is a half-human, half-Incubus/Succubus, originating in medieval European folklore.

How did you get talked into this? You hated bars. The smoke, the noise, the drunk girls falling all over themselves, the guys trying to get the drunk girls to go home with them. It was all tedious and you hated it.

It was supposed to be a celebration. You had just graduated from school with a business degree, and a bunch of friends suggested dinner. You didn’t realize dinner would be alcohol. You groaned as soon as you set foot into the place and just ordered a water. You sat in the corner and watched your friends get properly sloshed, grimacing into your glass and wishing you were somewhere else.

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shackle her from wrist to wrist (with sterling silver bracelets) - one

Synopsis: Four years ago, you entered a loving relationship with Steve Rogers. Three years ago, you faked your death to escape when things started to turn dark. Now, he’s found you and he’s not going to let you go.

Pairings: Steve x Reader, future Steve x Reader x Bucky

Warnings: Dark!Steve, Dark!Bucky, touching, stalking, emotional manipulation

Word count: 3,468

This is the first dark!fic I’ve written so I’m a little nervous to post this but I was finally tempted to write my own after reading so many other brilliant fics on this site. I’m a bit of a sucker for Stucky x reader fics and when this came to mind I thought it would be a good way to ease myself into this side of tumblr. I’ve tried to create a more gentle dark Steve, but we’ll see how things go.

Reposted from my old blog which got flagged.

Steve couldn’t believe his eyes. There was no chance that was he was seeing was true, how could it be? You were dead, gone from his bed, from his life. He had killed for you, mourned for you, buried an empty casket in your honour. It had been three long years without you but he could remember the distinct way his heart began to race in your presence, a feeling like no other washing over him as if he was in the presence of the most precious creature in the world. It was unmistakable.

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Bucky’s F ’ ing Knife

Pairings: Bucky x Reader Summary: Title about summons it up. Warnings: 18+, knife and fear play, small part about blood, slight dub-con  Words: 2648

a/n: Happy Birthday, @sherrybaby14  Thanks for the all laughs and great stories- wishing you the best, Birthday Girl- lots of love to you!

Bucky left you standing by the door as he walked further into the bedroom, “Want you to do something for me.” Looking at how serious he was, your laughter trailed off from the joke he told moments before in the hallway.

“Do you trust me? Cause I plan on collecting the favor you owe me.”

Bucky’s confidence seemed to take up even more of the bedroom as you stared from the doorway. His sudden change in attitude made you tiptoe into your question, “What’s the favor?”

With a greedy half-smile he said, “Wanna to play with the knife, darlin.”

You cleared your throat trying to hide the tiny thrill running through you. This was your opportunity to finally ask him, “Will you wear the mask?” 

Arms crossed his chest, he wasn’t about to answer your question so easily, “You addin’ a favor on top of the one I’m collecting from you?”

Maybe this wasn’t the ideal opportunity to ask like you thought. Bucky didn’t give any indication of answering your request, he waited for your next move. He had you and your hopeful curiosity right where he wanted. He thought you were such delectable prey; wringing your hands, biting your lip as you tried to convince him and yourself that you’re ready for this.

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Bang for Your Birthday

Summary:  Your boyfriend gives you the ultimate birthday gift

Pairings:  Loki x Reader,  Surprise characters x reader,

Warnings:  Gang bang? GANG BANG!  Dubious-Consent.  

A/N:  This is super SELF-INDULGENT (I wrote this on my birthday)

   His tongue was Valhalla.  You peeled off his top, breaking the kiss.  He licked his lips as he looked down at you.   You grabbed at his shoulders, wanting him back on top of you.  

“Are you ready for your birthday gift?”  Loki’s eyes got that evil gleam.  

“This wasn’t it?”  You looked at the diamond bracelet.  Not to mention the lingerie, countless flowers, perfume, chocolates, and fantastic dinner.  

“No.”  He slinked down, making you whine.  “This is special.  All for you Love.”  

You sat up on the giant bed.  Your green neglige dropping off your shoulder.   Loki took your hand, the two of you both on your knees.  His hands found your waist and he pulled you close, resuming the kiss.

Part of you wanted to dive back into it, but your mind raced with what he had in mind.

“Relax.” He pressed his forehead to yours.  “This is all about you.”  

The kissing resumed.  You tried to listen to him, you trusted him, one of the few people in the nine realms who did.  You hoped that wouldn’t prove faulty.  

His hands went to the silk of your nightie and he pushed the other strap down, guiding the garment down to your legs.   You shifted your knees and climbed out of the thing, naked for him.  

Your hands went to his pants, wanting to feel his marble like skin on your own.  

Lips touched your neck and you gasped.  Pushing away from Loki.  You pressed your head to his chest, for protection as you turned.  

“I’m sorry my lady.”  The guest shifted on the bed.  “I did not mean to frighten you.  Quite the opposite in fact.”

“NO!”  You turned and looked at Loki, unable to control your features.  “Is he real?”

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The Highest Bidder {1}

Summary: Ransom bids a staggering amount of money for a massage. Word Count: 1,256 Warnings for the mini-series: Language, Ransom being Ransom (extremely inappropriate and crude at times, previous sexual relationship mentioned, sexual content. Author’s Note: GIF Credit [X] You can also read this on AO3. Idea submitted by @the-chocolate-moose​. Ransom mercilessly flirts with reader but she hates his guts. Reader offers some service in charity auction (dance or cooking lessons, dunno) and Ransom bids highest to have her just for himself. 

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The time has come for the obscenely wealthy to flaunt their status by comparing the sizes of their… wallets, all in the name of charity, of course. Anyone who’s anyone has been invited to tonight’s soiree, and of course, Hugh Ransom Drysdale thinks he’s someone damn important. 

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