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The tea is too hot

Who Needs a Disney Prince When You’ve Got Bucky Barnes

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary – Bucky has spent years hiding from the world, but he’s finally ready to take his place in the limelight.  The question is…are you?

Warnings – Fluff, Mentions of alcohol…probably a curse word or two

Word Count – 831

Notes: At the end.

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Die Besessenheit: 16. Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me

Die Besessenheit Masterlist

Summary: You have slowly worked your way through the writer’s ranks at the New York Times, finally securing your dream spot in the business section as an investigative journalist. However, turning down your boss’ advances lands you writing the article from hell: a PR-fix for the Avengers. Since the destruction of Thanos, the world has idolised the Avengers. They can do no wrong. You see through the facade and their ego. Forced to stay at the new facilities, you must live the Avenger’s lifestyle and document the life of an international superhero. You catch the eye of Steve Rogers, Captain America.

Pairings: Dark!Steve Rogers/Reader

Warnings: Dark!Steve Rogers, non-con, slow burn, love bombing, coercive control, stalking, non-consensual voyeurism, obsessive Steve Rogers, psychological focus, emotional manipulation, creepy Steve Rogers, somnophilia. No under 18s.

Notes: This is a collaborative project with the beautiful @sophiria . Please heed the warnings and tags, these will be updated as the story progresses. If you wish to be tagged please let us know!🖤 Please feel free to comment and reblog! We’d love to hear your thoughts 🖤

Chapter Notes: It’s here, guys. Steve’s plan is finally paying off. We would LOVE to hear your thoughts on where you think this is heading!

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                16. Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me

“No, please let me go,” you begged on your hands and knees as the knife sat in your periphery, the blood slowly trickling down the blade and hitting the floor before you. The dead body lying on the ground in the distance was just in sight. “Please, Steve, please.”

“Sssshhhh,” he cooed dropping to his knees before you, blocking your vision of the dead body and drawing you into a searing kiss, “I did this for us. I did this to protect you. I did this because I love you.”

The weight of his words crashed over you like a king tide and in that moment you felt as though you could not breathe without this man. “I love you,” you cried burying your face in his chest, seeking out the comfort of his warmth and strength. You needed him to keep you safe.  

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Hunger Chapter 3

[Masterlist] | [AO3] | [Chapter 2]

Character/Pairings: Bucky Barnes X Reader, Thor Odinson X Reader, Steve Rogers X Reader, Loki Laufeyson X Reader

Warnings: A/B/O, noncon, breeding kink, etc.

Series Synopsis: You’re camping with your friends. On a hike you are suddenly kidnapped by a man who takes you to a secluded cabin occupied by other men. They call themselves alphas, the only ones of their kind, and they are convinced that they can convert you (a normal human) to an omega in order to carry their young.They groom you and force themselves on you until you take their knot.

Chapter Summary: The third alpha finally arrives, and the men make their plans for you to become their perfect omega.

Chapter Length: 8,610 words

A/N: No poll for this chapter! Sorry! But other than that, I hope you all enjoy!

Your breath was unsteady, your chest trembling with every inhale. There wasn’t enough air in the world to stop you from suffocating.

You held back from gasping when the arm around your waist dragged you closer to the warm body behind you.

There were too many arms around you… Too many chains anchoring you in the endless depths of water.

Your eyes remained closed in a vain attempt to mimic sleep. Hot air fanned over the back of your neck, and you bit the inside of your cheek. It was a wonder how the heat of your bodies pushed up together weren’t drenching you in sweat.

A different set of hands traveled around from the front of your hips to your ass, pulling your lower half to the warm head nestled against your stomach.

You scrunched up your nose when a soft pair of lips pressed themselves gently under your navel.

“Isn’t she so beautiful?” Bucky whispered below you, pulling your hips and stomach tighter against him.

A spark of heat erupted from behind your eyes, warning you of the tears that you would shed in the coming moments as Thor hummed behind you, agreeing with his companion. His hot breath washed over your neck from behind with his deep sigh.

This had been your whole night.

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Pseudo Princess Pt.18

A Step Forward

11/27/2019

Pairing: King!Steve x Reader          Word Count: 6,213

Warnings: angst, fluff, language, jealousy

A/N: This one is a lot of dialogue. I mean, most of my chapters are but this one especially. Hopefully this sheds some light on what happened. These two still have a lot of work to do and hopefully this is the last big hiccup they have. Maybe? Who knows?!! lol Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I really like writing these two together after so much time of them being at odds. If you happen to reblog, thanks for helping me spread my work! xoxo

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Until You Break My Heart [10/12]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Angst and actions that many people will disagree with Summary: Bucky Barnes, serial dater, has left a trail of broken hearts across Brooklyn. You’ve seen the damage firsthand, and determine to use your wit and ruthless charm to give him a taste of his own medicine. But what happens when you discover that he’s not the cruel man you’d thought, and your own heart is on the line?

The biting wind cuts through the thick folds of his wool coat – through the extra gloves he’d put on underneath his mittens, and the second scarf he’d wound around his head…it’s a horrible night, there’s no doubt about it. Even the stars in the clear sky are more deadly than pretty. Plumes of smoke from furnaces and fireplaces across the city, illuminated here and there by feeble street lights. Bucky walks faster to try to get some blood pumping his legs. 

A bad week, and a worse evening. Gone in search of answers, and none found. 

Few cars drive by. Rattling loud for the effort of making it through the cold snap, and Bucky brings his hands to his face to try to breathe some life through the mittens and into his flesh. 

Still three blocks from his apartment - but nearer than that is a golden glow from the glass windows of a church. Wreaths on the door, and the strains of an organ. 

Churches are always open, especially this time of year. Bucky starts up the steps, air seeping from his lungs, piercing like icicles, but the yank of a door handle, he steps into an entryway of burning warmth. 

He’s sweating at once. Peels away scarves and hats and gloves, tucking them in his pockets as the silence of the dim entryway sinks around him. Red carpets, elaborate carved woodwork - he glances around with interest, breathing deep a spicy scent. Absently rubs the palm of his aching left hand, staring through to the nearly-empty lines of pews. A few midnight worshippers, some lighting candles at the altar. The music, he realizes, is from a radio. Late for music, he thinks, and even the joyous strain doesn’t lift his spirits.

Just as Bucky is about to walk in further, to sit for a few minutes while he thaws - the door behind him surges open with a burst of cold wind, hitting him in the back of his head as he gives a grunt of pain, seeing stars. 

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