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“Kneel before me. I said... kneel! Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It’s the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life’s joy in a mad scramble for power. For identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel."
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VIKINGS
Hvitserk :
« Just someone to love. »
Ivar :
« So angry all the time »
Björn :
« It’s only death ! »
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Bucky :
« who the hell is bucky ? »
i remember all of them
Loki :
« kneel before me »
STRANGER THINGS
Harringrove :
you look so proud standing there
i’m in love with an idiot
you and I will always be unfinished business
midnight car rides
i will come and find you
Billy Hargrove :
i want to break things
your pretty face is going to hell
it takes a monster to destroy a monster
i think there is a part of you
you wear a mask for so long
you hated me. i hated you (w/ max)
he’s full of rage (california edition)
you already know how this will end
tell my mom everything is ok
brother and sister (w/ max)
everybody seems so far away from me
it hurts, until it doesn’t
you’re gonna carry that weight
i did something bad
Jonathan :
tendency to be a loner
season 1
Steve Harrington :
season 1
Max :
you hated me. i hated you (w/ billy)
stupid boys (California edition)
brother and sister (w/ billy)
Nancy :
season 1
Eddie :
we’re the freaks
Chrissy :
if I disappear will you look for me
HOT-PRETTY-CUTE
Steve
Billy
" stop sleeping all the time, y/n! it's your turn to drive. "
You turn to him with tired eyes, "Cover for me, please? Just for five more minutes."
He presses a kiss to your temple after a sigh, "You're damn lucky I love you."
SugarDaddy!Bucky || Anything princess wants, princess gets.
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Professor!Barnes 📚
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⠀⠀⠀ ﹒ıllı﹒🐚﹒ 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬,﹒╰╮
🆈🅾🆄🅽🅶 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖. ₪ ˚ 🤺 ︵
𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭,
𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 ❤︎︎
Marc Spector
Bucky knows what people see when they look at him: the metal arm, the distant stare, the scars both visible and hidden. Damaged and, obviously, stupid for letting the government stomp all over him, stupid for signing up to get broken in the first place. It has to be that, right? Stupid. That's the only reason why this kid, who picked out a restaurant too fancy for Bucky’s comfort, would sit here and lie his ass off by saying, "I have a stalker," and think he is getting away with it.
[or]
That hooker WinterSpider AU that someone actually asked for. Peter is an escort looking for a driver, and Bucky needs a distraction. It's not what you think. Unless it is. Rating: Explicit Status: Completed Wordcount: 45k Last chapter Bingo Fills: Winterspider Bingo: SWF O3 Square - Nightmares @winterspider-bingo Winterspider Bingo: NSWF G4 Square - Escort (getting it out of the way, will never write one again, lol) @winterspider-bingo Peter Parker Bingo: SWF B3 Square - Nightmares @pparkerbingo Peter Parker Bingo: NSWF O2 Square - Walked in on @pparkerbingo
The last thing Bucky remembers is the lounge, that mouthwatering scent, and then everything going straight to shit with no pit stops. He rolls over, coming face to face with a bunch of blankets. They aren’t soft anymore. They aren’t clean. And they sure as hell don’t smell like anything close to heaven now. They reek of sweat, filth, and something vaguely burnt—the fuck? Must’ve been his self-respect torching itself and going up in flames. His head is pounding, his heart is pounding, his den’s a war zone, the bed broken. His goddamn mattress looks molested. Jesus. What the fuck was that?
In Bucky’s defense, the compound’s a revolving door, and he barely recognizes half the faces most of the time, let alone pays attention to memos that pop up on his phone. Rating: Explicit Chapter: 1/?
Chapter Fills:
Peter Parker Bingo: SWF G3 Square - Enchanted (depends on how you look at it / a stretch) @pparkerbingo Winterspider Bingo: SWF O1 Square - Avengers Compound @winterspider-bingo Winterspider Bingo: NSWF Alt - Scent Kink @winterspider-bingo
The last thing Bucky remembers is the lounge, that mouthwatering scent, and then everything going straight to shit with no pit stops.
He rolls over, coming face to face with a bunch of blankets. They aren’t soft anymore. They aren’t clean. And they sure as hell don’t smell like anything close to heaven now. They reek of sweat, filth, and something vaguely burnt—the fuck? Must’ve been his self-respect torching itself and going up in flames.
His head is pounding, his heart is pounding, his den’s a war zone, the bed broken. His goddamn mattress looks molested. Jesus. What the fuck was that?
In Bucky’s defense, the compound’s a revolving door, and he barely recognizes half the faces most of the time, let alone pays attention to memos that pop up on his phone.
Chapter 2/?