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shewhohangsoutincemeteries · 1 year

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warm embrace

bucky barnes x f!reader

prompt: warmth

theme: fluff

(tags beneath the cut)

“Can I just say – and I do so with absolutely no offense intended – but I hate winter.”

Bucky fixed you with a well-practiced exasperated glare, and you smiled back at him despite your discomfort. You wrapped the blanket you’d pulled off the bed tighter around yourself, the fabric so close to the electric heater behind that it risked bursting into flame. “You’re hilarious.”

“I’m cold,” you replied petulantly, frowning down at him. He was sitting on the safe house’s couch, apparently far less affected by the cold than you were.

“I actually figured that out by myself,” he replied, dry amusement colouring his tone. Your frown deepened, and he rolled his eyes, holding a hand out to you and patting his thigh with the other one. “C’mere.”

You were almost reluctant to leave the heater, but still, you moved to take his hand, the blanket still wrapped around you. You took his hand and he pulled you onto his lap. You straddled his thighs, opening your blanket cocoon long enough to wrap it around him as well.

He chuckled as you settled against his chest, releasing your hand to instead wrap his arms around your waist. He smoothed his hands over your back, tucking his chin over the top of your head. “Better?”

“Shh. I’m defrosting.”

“You’re so weird.”

You smiled against his chest, slipping your hands up under his shirt. You giggled as his stomach muscles jerked away from your touch. “Ah, so you’re not so impervious.”

Bucky smirked, tilting your face up to his. “To you? Never.”

He kissed you, his lips soft and so wonderfully warm against yours. Your fingers curled in his shirt, tugging him closer. When you finally broke away, you raised a brow at him in amusement. “That was maybe the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard come out of your mouth.”

“I’m clearly spending too much time with you.”

“Oh, please.” you replied. “That was all you, Sargent Barnes.”

Bucky smiled softly, his hands still rubbing over your spine. You could feel your shivering slow, and you sighed as you relaxed into him further. “Don’t tell Steve.”

You chuckled and pressed a kiss to the base of his throat. “Your secret’s safe with me, Sargent.”

tags: @dragon-chica @glossyloner @wittyforachange @wefracturedmotivation @january-echoes @lovely-dreamer19 @capitalnineteen @youclickedthislink @s0ftness @castieltrash1 @absolutly-me @sara–ravenclaw @startrekkingaroundasgard

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findyourrp · 9 months

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Fandom Cravings (Fandom X OC) ((and like two orginal ideas))

Hey!

I’m gonna keep this as brief as I can.

Trying to get back into RP after a long hiatus due to life & work.

I am F 25 and won’t RP with anyone under 21+ sorry. Been roleplaying for around 13 years ago now. Started on Quizilla and old YT those were the days man 🥲. I RP through here, email, or RPnation! I am open to trying Discord if someone has the patience to teach me how to use the damn thing 🥲

I work full time Mon - Fri so unfortunately I can’t reply as much as I used to, I will always let my partner know if I am too busy to get a reply out but please don’t hound me! I promise I will get to it!

I can write anywhere from a couple of paragraphs to a novel styled response, but NEVER one liners, they’re so dull and I get bored super quick.

I love OOC chat, brainstorming ideas and scenarios, Spotify playlists, TikTok’s, memes, you made an edit for your ship? Send that sh— over!! I live for it! 🫡

I love AU ideas/scenarios and totally up for doing these! The only thing I ask is that the Canon characters don’t act OOC.

Always open to doubling!

Dark themes, angst, drama, complete devastation for our characters? BRING IT!

What I am really craving right now & Love interests:-

🩸Vampire Diaries🩸 - (Klaus Mikaelson)

🪄Harry Potter🪄 - (Draco Malfoy)

Potentially open to:-

🔮 Labyrinth 🔮 - (OC, Jareth) (Always wanted to RP this but could never really think of a plot)

🧪Stranger Things🧪 - (Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson)

💥Marvel💥 - (Bucky Barnes, Wade Wilson

🚬 Peaky Blinders 🚬 - (John Shelby)

🔪Scream (Original)🔪 - (Stu Macher)

🔫 Legend 🔫 - (Reggie Kray)

😈Demon/Human😈

🧛‍♂️Vampire/Human 🧛‍♂️

I guess that’s everything!

If you are interested send me a chat! 🌼

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tuiccim · 3 years

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A Scarred Enigma (Part 1)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OC Lexa Green

Word Count: 1.7k

Trigger Warnings: Memories of child abuse and suicide attempt. Depression, anxiety, fear of touch.

Summary: Fellow Avenger Lexa Green is an enigma that intrigues Bucky to no end, but a painful past has left her scarred, both physically and mentally. Will she be able to overcome her past to find love in the future?

Divider by @firefly-graphics

A Scarred Enigma Masterlist

Bucky stares at her as he sits at the bar nursing a beer. She was talking to Natasha and Clint, head thrown back laughing. A rare sight from her usually quiet and stoic demeanor. Her hair was curled tonight, cascading down her back over the dark green dress she wore. The dress was long sleeved, as were all her clothes. Even her bathing suit had long sleeves. Bucky knew it wasn’t because she was ashamed of her body. The dress she wore now may have covered her back and arms fully, but it was fitted to her body like a glove. It ended several inches above her knees and the heels she wore made her legs look like they went on for days. Bucky was thirsty from looking at her and no amount of drink could sate it.

Unfortunately, she was an enigma. Bucky’s knowledge about her was basically what was available in her file and the few snippets he had overheard in conversations that she never had with him. Lexa Green. Everyone calls her Lex. Except Natasha who occasionally calls her Lexy. The high level SHIELD agent was skilled, smart, and deadly, making her a natural inclusion to the Avengers.

Bucky perks up when she makes her way to the bar. “Hey, Lex.” He greets.

“Hey, Barnes.” She turns to the bartender, “White Russian, please.”

“You know, you can call me Bucky.” He says, a phrase he repeated many times to no avail.

She turns back to him and squints as if trying to ascertain his motives. The bartender hands her the drink and she sips it before saying, “See ya later, Bucky.”

“Wait!” Bucky says and she turns back to him with wide eyes. Bucky can't help but wonder to himself how one of the deadliest assassins in the world looks so innocent sometimes? His heart hammers hearing his name from her lips. It was the first crack he had ever seen in the armor she surrounded herself with. “Would you like to dance?”

“Uh, no, thanks. I told Natasha I’d be right back. She wanted to introduce me to someone.” She smiles nervously, fidgeting with her drink.

“Right. Maybe later?” Bucky is trying not to push, but he rarely gets a chance to speak to her without other people around.

“I don't really dance. Sorry.” She retreats quickly.

Bucky sees Natasha wave her over. The redhead is standing next to one of the Strike team members, Mark. He doesn’t understand why Natasha would want to introduce Lex to Mark. Not when he was sure she knew how he felt.

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“Mark, this is Lexa,” Natsha introduces the Strike Team member.

“Nice to see you again, Mark.” Lex nods.

“Oh, you’ve met?” Natasha asks.

“A few years ago, but I’m glad to get a chance to meet you again.” Mark smiles and holds a hand out, “Would you care to dance?”

Lexa smiles, but gives Natasha a look over the rim of her glass as she takes a sip. “I’m sorry. I actually promised Bucky I'd be right back. It was good seeing you again, Mark.” Lex answers politely and makes her way back to Bucky.

“Can we just talk for a minute?” Lex asks. She feels bad knowing that she’s using Bucky.

“Yeah,” Bucky says in surprise, "Anything in particular you want to talk about?"

“No. Look, I’m sorry.” Lex says as she wrings her hands.

“What for?” Bucky asks.

“I’m kinda using you right now. Nat introduced me to-”

“Yeah.” Bucky’s voice carries sarcasm.

Lex’s stomach tightens as she doesn’t understand his frustration, “Oh, um, I, I knew him a few years ago. Not, uh, one of my favorite people. So, when he asked me to dance I told him I needed to talk to you.” Lex looks at Bucky hoping she hadn’t hurt him.

“Why do you avoid me?” Bucky asks.

Lex is surprised at the blunt question and stares at him for a moment before answering, “Easier. Don’t want to muddy the waters.”

“What does that mean?” Bucky looks at Lex askew.

“Nothing. I should go.” Lex moves to the exit.

Bucky stares after her. An enigma, a mystery under lock and key.

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Lex gets to her room, locks the door, and strips out of the dress as quickly as possible. The relief is intense. The tight dress is not her preferred clothing choice but, beyond that, she hates constantly being covered. The high necks and long sleeves get old and there are times she feels like a mummy from the coverings. However, worse would be the looks on everyone’s faces if they saw the scars that covered her back, shoulders, sides, and arms. A few were self-inflicted like the long stripes that ran up the inside of her wrists from an attempt in her teen years. The rest were from the whips her father used for his form of discipline. The discipline that Lex seemed to always require with her smart mouth and willful ways.

Her skin resembled a map full of criss-crossed paths. The scars were intersecting, dead ending, winding, some thin, some wide, and all hideous. No one in the tower had seen the scarring except her SHIELD appointed doctor. Natasha and Clint had seen some of the scarring due to an injury on a mission, but they never asked and Lex never talked about it. However, Natasha’s meddling was now warranting a conversation. She had to stop the matchmaking bullshit. It was never going to happen. Lex was content by herself and certainly didn’t need a man to make her life complete. Being an Avenger did that.

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A couple of hours later, Lex answers a knock on her door after quickly slipping on a hoodie and lets Natasha into her room.

“Hey. Are you okay? You left the party pretty early.” Natasha asks.

“I’m fine, but I’m glad you came by. I wanted to talk to you.” Lex takes a deep breath. “I need you to stop with the matchmaking and introductions. Please. I’m not interested.”

“You need a life, Lex!” Natasha exclaims.

“I have one. Romance is not the be all, end all,” Lex insists.

“Your scars shouldn’t keep you from finding love,” Natasha pushes.

Lex stares Nat down, “Good night, Natasha.”

“Lex!” Natasha starts, but Lex holds her hand up to stop her.

“I appreciate your concern but, please, please stop. G’Night, Nat,” Lex watches as Nat makes her way to the door before turning back.

“I’ll stop. For now. Good night, Lex,” Nat slips out. She doesn’t notice the supersoldier listening in around the corner.

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Bucky really hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but he had wanted to check on Lex after she had left so suddenly. When he’d heard her talking to Natasha he had paused and, listening in, he connected some of the dots. Mainly, why she keeps her distance. He was no stranger to scars. His left shoulder was covered in them. He debated with himself whether or not to knock on her door. After a few moments of indecision, he turns for his room. He had wanted to know if Lex was okay and he had his answer. Now, he was more determined than ever to unlock the mystery surrounding her. He just had to find a way in.

-----

Airpods firmly in her ears, Lex is going through her weight lifting routine. She had just finished a set when she felt one of her airpods move. She turns to see Bucky put the airpod into his ear.

“What are you doing?” Lex asks.

“I was curious what you were listening to.” Bucky smiles.

“It’s Monsters by Shinedown.” Lex holds her hand out for the airpod.

“It’s interesting. Can you start it over? I've never heard it before.” Bucky ignores her outstretched hand.

“I’m sure you can pull it up on your phone.”

“You’ve already got it playing.” Bucky grins winningly.

“Fine.” Lex restarts the song and goes back to her routine. When the song ends, Lex hits pause on her phone and goes over to Bucky to reclaim the airpod.

“Concert’s over?” Bucky says as he returns the airpod to her outstretched hand. “I, uh, like the song. I was looking forward to hearing what was next.”

“I’ll send you a playlist.” Lex deadpans as she leaves.

Bucky smiles, seeing his next way in. After he finishes his workout and showers, Bucky lays on his bed with his phone. He sends a text to Lex.

Three dots pop up and then disappear as he stares at his phone. Bucky smiles. He’s a patient man, but he ends up not waiting long. A text with a link comes through a few minutes later.

Bucky: Don’t forget to send me that playlist.

Lex: Check out Lex’s Rock Out Playlist

Bucky: Thanks.

Lex: Don’t read anything into it.

Bucky: What do you mean?

Lex: The songs.

Bucky: Still don’t understand.

Lex: 🤷

Bucky settles back and begins listening.

Lex had debated with herself whether to send the playlist. In the end, she made a few strategic edits and sent it. She knew what Bucky was doing. Music is a unifier. He was trying to find some common ground they could meet on but he was in for disappointment. The only reason any guy did this kind of thing was to try to get laid. She wouldn't be much help there. Or any at all. Eventually he would figure it out and move to greener pastures.

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Bucky found Lex at the weights again the next day. He smiles at her and says, “Hey. I listened to your playlist. It was really good.”

“Great.” Lex says with a tight smile and turns to leave.

“Where are you going?” Bucky asks. “I was hoping we could talk.”

“Going on a run.” Lex says.

“Would you like some company?” Bucky asks.

“No, thanks. Got my playlist for company.” Lex puts her airpods in and exits.

Bucky stares after her in consternation. He had thought he could at least get her into a conversation about the music. He had enjoyed most of the songs. Truthfully, he identified with several of them. Even more so, he had seen Lex in many of them. Putting his earbuds in, he started her playlist again on his favorite song. The one he thought of as her song...

I'm in love with an angel, heaven forbid

Made me a believer with the touch of her skin

Part 2

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wanderingmirror · 3 years

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Suffer Together

It had not been too long ago that James had claimed to not be the only Hydra super Soldier. When he told the others that there was a second one, they looked at him in disbelief. He mentioned that while he was a ghost story, the other was a myth. The other was not the same as James, born with the ability to phase through things at will. He was called the Specter, and he was stuck asleep inside an old Hydra facility down in the Amazon Forest.

When the others left to go there and retrieve the Specter, they were not prepared for what they saw. A cryotube much like the one James had been in not so long ago. Inside rested a male with short, messy brown hair, tanned skin, and what James claimed to be the most beautiful emerald green eyes. They thawed him out and took him back to the tower. James was the first thing the new soldier woke up to, and he hugged the other brunette tightly.

“I kept my promise, Spec! You are safe now!” James said to the very confused male. “Winter? Why am I awake? Where are we?” Spec, the newly awakened soldier, asked with a hoarse voice. James did not even flinch when he called him Winter. He just hugged Spec all the tighter, and laughed breathily. “We are in Stark Tower. You are awake because I finally managed to keep my promise. You are safe and out of their hands now.” James said when he let go to look at Spec. The other brunette just stared at the medical room he woke up in.

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A few months later.

Spec ended up remembering that his name had been Lucan White. An old Russian pilot from World War 1 who was declared KIA after his plane was lost during a routine scouting mission turned air battle. James and Lucan became inseparable after Lucan started to remember what was going on. Though Lucan was a little more hesitant around the others due to his literal Russian decent. James would always defend him when Steve would try to argue with him. But then one day, the blonde said something he should not have. And Lucan became eerily still and his eyes grew distant.

“Steve, what the Hell is your problem?!” James shouted, when Lucan stood and walked away from the dinner table, a quiet ‘thanks for the food’ to Tony as he did so. Tony gave him access to the shooting range so he could cool off. “I’m sorry, Bucky. But he’s a real Russian soldier! He is responsible for thousands of deaths!” Steve cried and James glared. “So am I, Rogers. Or did you forget that I was a soldier, too?” And that shut the Captain up quickly as James thanked Tony for the food and left. Tony nodding to both soldiers as they passed him and getting them access to the shooting range.

In a firing range made for Lucan and James, Lucan has reloaded and gone through clips like lightning while trying to cool off. James comes in with some vodka from a mug he had brought with him. “Hey.” He said softly, not expecting to get a response. Lucan, pissed off and still feeling hurt, grunted, “Yesli vy sobirayetes' smeyat'sya nado mnoy, ne nado. YA ne khochu etogo slyshat'.”

(If you’re going to ridicule me, don’t. I don’t want to hear it.)

He started shooting at the targets again. “Now why would I ridicule you?” James asked softly, standing almost behind him. Lucan rolls his own eyes but doesn’t take his eyes off the nearly destroyed target. “О, я не знаю, тот факт, что мистер Патриотизм встал и сказал это. Удивлен, что ты не веешь на его сторону. В конце концов, я чудовище.” He says with self-deprecation deep in his Russian tone.

(Oh, I don't know, the fact that he stood up and said that. I’m surprised you aren’t taking his side. I’m the monster after all.)

James looked at him sadly. “One that did bad acts while being controlled cannot be considered a monster, for they did not have control over what they did.” They heard Jarvis say. “The ones that were in control are the only ones able to take blame, you are not a monster.” James agreed with the AI, holding up the vodka. Lucan takes it gladly but carefully, too worried about his enhanced strength. he takes a gulp and lets it burn his throat a bit. “Sure, if you say so. Doesn’t change that it was my hands doing the killing.” Lucan says, switching back to English. “But your hands were not in your control, therefore you can't take the blame.” Jarvis said softly, and Lucan growled.

Lucan shatters the mug in his hand. “My control or not it doesn’t change the fact it was my hands doing the killing!” he shouts with pain. “100 fucking years and so many damn people by my fucking hand! Doesn’t matter if I was in control of myself or not! I remember all of them! Just like you do, Winter!” The male shouted with heart ache. James gently grabbed one of Lucan’s hands. “Yes, you remember, but you cannot blame yourself for them. Instead of blaming yourself, honor the ones that deserve to be honored, and forget the ones that don't.” James calmly and softly said while rubbing his thumb over the back of his hand.

Lucan looked at him with so much agony and pain it breaks James’ heart into pieces. Lucan’s eyes filling with tears he wants to shed but won’t because of decades of torment. James gives him an understanding look, and takes the gun out of his other hand and hugging him tightly to him. “Come on, you are allowed to cry. I won’t hurt you if you let it out.” James said softly. Lucan wrapped his arms around him, clinging to him, and sobbed into his shoulder. His shoulders shaking as he lets nearly one-hundred years of pain, sorrow, fear, and agony out.

James holds him against him, petting his hair while he cried, doing his best to soothe him. After what felt like hours, Lucan slowly calmed down. His eyes rimmed red and sore, face flushed from crying. “Better now?” James asked softly, smiling sadly at him. Lucan nodded and pulled away. He looked at the remains of the vodka and mug. He wipes the rest of the tears from his eyes and looks to his left. “YA tak ustala, Yasha. Tak chertovski ustali.” He admitted softly.

(I’m so tired, James. So damn tired.)

“Would you like to go rest?” James asked, but he had a feeling he knew the answer to that. James flinched when Lucan laughed hollowly. “If I rest the way I want to, I’d never wake back up.” He said while looking back to James. The other brunette gave him a sympathetic look. “Don’t rest that way, please? There's people that still care about you.” Lucan closed his eyes and swallowed thickly. Then he turned to look at him. he then sighed deeply and fully.

“Sometimes, I don’t know if this is reality or just a figment of my fractured memories. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if I’m actually free, or if this is some sick joke they’re playing on me to get my guard down. To show weakness. Hell, I sometimes wonder if they left me in the cryotube and forgot about me, and this is all just a dream I’ve made in my head to keep my sanity for just a little while longer.” Lucan rested his head onto James’ shoulder. “Some days I don’t know if I’m the Specter or Lucan. Even if the triggers are gone and my memories are returning slowly.” He continued into the warmth of his skin. James rubbed his own shoulder comfortingly.

“I promise, I, and everyone around you, are real. And right now, you're free, and we have the power to free you in the event they are used the words again.” James reassured him. Lucan’s lips twitched in a smile at him. “Yeah, I know. But some days I forget and all I remember is the pain. All I remember is the bone deep cold of ice and the fire of electricity going through my skull. All I hear are the words that make me go numb and docile as a lamb. I can’t just walk off that many years of torment. And the memories and nightmares don’t just fade when it all stops, when the things finally end. I don’t know if I’ll ever heal. But, I can try my damnedest to.” He smiled a bit more with hope in his eyes.

“Yeah, you can.” And James smiled back before adding, “Do the best you can.” Lucan nodded and hugged him. Glad that someone isn’t forcing him to be someone else he does not remember. James hugged him back, rubbing his back soothingly.

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dreadysficrecs · 2 years

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Stucky Fic Rec List #31

Tuesday, February 8

🤍 Maybe we'll get it all (If we choose one night) by @sourwolphs - [Explicit; 69,3k words]

[Modern AU; A/B/O; Alpha!Steve x Omega!Bucky; Sex Worker Bucky; Rich Steve Rogers; PTSD; Anxiety; Protective Steve Rogers; Past Sexual Assault; Amputee Bucky; Mutual Pining; Explicit Sexual Content; Mating Cycles/In Heat; Bottom!Bucky; Knotting; Mating Bites; Angst; Happy Ending]

As it turns out, it’s pretty hard to find a job as an ex-firefighter omega with PTSD, no left arm, and no high school diploma. After the accident forced Bucky to leave his job at the fire department, he stumbles upon ComfortCycle— a service that helps alphas and omegas get through their heat and rut cycles— and becomes a trained Cycle Partner.

And for the first time in his 34 years of life, lonely, rich alpha Steve Rogers is considering paying for sex.

🧊 No Lifeguard On Duty by @dreamsinthewitchouse - [Explicit; 9k words]

[College AU; Sports AU; Swim Team; Annoyances to Lovers; Idiots in Lust; Mutual Pining; Drinking; Implied Drug Use; Getting Together; Locker Room Sex; Blow Jobs; Hand Jobs]

Bucky huffs out a laugh, gesturing around himself. “Are you kidding me? Honestly, you guys are leagues above The Ipswich Sea Serpents.” He then shivers visibly and dips deeper underwater. ”So, out with it — what’s your dirty little secret?”

”Huh?” Steve feels a blush creeping up his cheeks. ”I don’t—”

”Fury said the team’s made it to the regionals six years in a row. What’s up with that?”

”We— I mean, we train a lot?” Steve offers, feeling quite stupid.

Bucky hums. ”Sure you do.” He pauses to look at Steve through his lashes. ”So you’ve not taken any mystery steroids that might’ve turned you into murderous fishmen? You’re not going to… eat me?”

Or:

The cliché of all clichés sports AU I never thought I’d write, but here we are.

🐾fetch by @kafkazmlekiem - [Mature; 1,2k words]

[Modern AU; Meet-Cute; Post-Serum Steve; Human Disaster Bucky; Alpine; Orginal Dog Character; Fluff and Humour; Implied Sexual Content; Implied Bottom!Bucky]

In which Bucky walks his cat and gets a man.

🍑 liquid measure by @silentwalrus1 - [Mature; 2,6k words]

[Canon Divergence; Established Relationship; PWP; Domestic Stucky; Table Sex; Rimming; Hand Jobs; Implied Bottom!Bucky]

Just a normal domestic afternoon with two supersoldiers.

🪁Could We Start Again, Please by @padfoot-and-the-marauders - [Not Rated; 12,6k words]

[Modern AU; Kid Fic; Exes to Lovers; Break Up; Slow Burn; Parent!Bucky; Artist!Steve; Single Dad Bucky; Childhood Friends; Getting Back Together; Reconciliation; Fluff and Angst; Happy Ending]

Bucky wants kids, Steve doesn't. It's as simple as that. As hard as it is, as much as he doesn't want to, Steve walks out of Bucky's life.

Years later, when Steve finds himself in the same park as Bucky and his two toddlers, he asks Bucky if he can sit. Bucky, a certified heartbroken idiot, asks him if he wants to get a coffee instead. Thus begins the slow reintegration of their lives.

🌺 The good side by TyrantTirade - [Explicit; 1,5k words]

[Canon Divergence; Established Relationship; PWP; Rimming; Felching; Dirty Talk; Begging; Implied Bottom!Bucky; Dom/Sub Undertones]

And God- that's what Steve loves about his boy. How much he always needs it.

🍁The Last Great American Dynasty by @alaskan-outsider - [Explicit; 30,9k words]

[Modern AU; 1940s; A/B/O; Alpha!Steve x Omega!Bucky; Original Character; Class Divide; Period Typical Sexism; Waiter Steve; Rich Bucky; Fluff; Falling in Love; Secret Relationship; Explicit Sexual Content; Outdoor Sex; Bottom!Bucky; Forced Separation; Arranged Marriage; Implied Abuse; Implied Character Death; World War II; Implied Mpreg; Angst; Hurt/Comfort; Reuniting; Mating Bond; Happy Ending]

Sarah Rogers II is Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers' daughter. She is selling her childhood home, but she won't just sell to anyone.

Daisy Johnson is looking for a place to live and comes across the listing for a Saltbox house near the beach in California on a bulletin board. She knocks on the door and Sarah answers.

Sarah decides to tell Daisy the story of the house. She tells Daisy of the couple who built it and everything they went through.

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"It was the last week of October, 1941. The Second World War was raging on in Europe but America was still trying to stay out of it. My Alpha Father, Steve, worked for the St. Louis Golfing Club..."

❄️(if only in my dreams) by jehans - [Explicit; 45,6k words]

[Modern AU; Best Friends to Lovers; Friends with Benefits; Exes to Lovers; Mutual Pining; Sex Worker Bucky; Identity Porn; Human Disaster Bucky; Fluff and Smut; Angst; Idiots in Love; Shotgunning; Explicit Sexual Content; Bottom!Bucky; Dom/Sub Undertones; Size Difference; Manhandling; Oral Sex; Anal Sex; Getting Together; Love Confessions; Happy Ending]

Bucky’s eyes fall on a DM from a Twitter user that hasn’t ever interacted with his highly secret ‘model account’ — where, under the pseudonym ‘Winter,’ he teases and sells artistic photos of himself from the mouth down, in very naked and compromising positions — but one that he knows instantly. One that he knows well.

User @art_mad91. The dorkiest username in the world. A personal twitter account, with no real name attached to it, belonging to one Steven Grant Rogers.

Steve, Bucky’s best friend in the entire world, and the secret love of his life since they lost their virginities to each other when he was seventeen, just DMed Bucky on his porn account.

Shit.

🍹A Very Specific Type by @yammz - [Explicit; 7,4k words]

[Modern AU; Silver Fox Steve; Age Difference; Past Relationships; Getting Together; Explicit Sexual Content; Bottom!Bucky; Blow Jobs; Anal Sex; Dirty Talk]

Natasha places a well-manicured hand on Sam’s thigh as she explains, “Bucky has a type and they’re terrible men.”

Bucky makes a face. “No, Bucky has a type and it’s older blond men.”

“Who are all terrible,” Natasha adds.

Bucky meets one more older blond man after swearing off of them forever. This one may be special.

🔥Seven Is A Lucky Number by vespertineflora - [Explicit; 1,9k words]

[Canon Divergence; Established Relationship; PWP; Supersoldier Serum; Anal Sex; Bottom!Steve; Multiple Orgasms; Overstimulation; Praise Kink; Dom/Sub Undertones]

Bucky's already noticed that the super soldier serum seems have some unintended side effects, and he makes a promise to Steve to prove just how much it enhances certain activities.

#stucky fanfic #stucky fic rec #fic rec #rec list #dready's fic recs

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thepeakygurl · 4 years

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Masterlist + Some Info ✨

OS | Scenarios | Imagine

Headcanons

Letters

Match-up

Character x Character

Character x Reader

(Regardless of gender and sexual orientation)

PEAKY BLINDERS (REQUESTS: OPEN)

THOMAS SHELBY

Another Day (Requested Scenario x Fem!Reader)

16 Shots (Requested Scenario x Reader)

First Love (Requested Scenario x Polly Shelby)

Agatha Shelby (Requested Scenario x Sister!Shelby)

x Curvy Reader (Headcanon)

RIP 2 my youth (Requested Scenario x Fem!Reader)

ARTHUR SHELBY

JOHN SHELBY

The Royal Ballet | Part 1 | (Requested Scenario x Fem!Reader)

FINN SHELBY

Love and Betrayal | Part 1 | (Requested Scenario x Sister!Shelby + Isaiah Jesus)

Sweater Weather (Requested Scenario x Fem!Reader)

MICHAEL GRAY

Bonnie and Clyde (Requested Scenario x Fem!Reader)

ISAIAH JESUS

Love and Betrayal | Part 1 | (Requested Scenario x Sister!Shelby + Finn Shelby)

POLLY SHELBY

ADA SHELBY

HARRY POTTER AND FANTASTIC BEASTS (REQUESTS: OPEN)

HARRY POTTER

RON WEASLEY

HERMIONE GRANGER

Muggles Habits (Headcanon)

DRACO MALFOY

Bittersweet Tragedy (Orginal Piece x Reader)

Potions (Requested x Reader)

GEORGE WEASLEY

Summer Nights (Requested Scenario x Reader)

FRED WEASLEY

CEDRIC DIGGORY

TOM RIDDLE

Headcanon (fluff x reader)

BLAISE ZABINI

GINNY WEASLEY

NEWT SCAMANDER

THESEUS SCAMANDER

MARVEL UNIVERSE (REQUESTS: OPEN)

PETER PARKER (TOM, ANDREW, TOBY AND CHARACTERS FROM THEIR UNIVERSE)

TONY STARK

NATASHA ROMANOFF

YELENA BELOVA

STEVE ROGERS

BUCKY BARNES

STEPHEN STRANGE

THOR

LOKI

WANDA

EDDIE BROCK

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ao3-spideypool · 5 years

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Guardian Sentinel

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by Midnight_Author

Set a few months after the 'Civil War' Tony Stark finds out that he doesn't have much longer to live. After a pep talk from Pepper, Rhodey, and Friday he is pulled out of his little funk. This is when FRIDAY decides to inform Tony of his son that the Omega knows nothing about. When they finally meet everything for Tony changes, along with his attitude. Now determined more than ever to make the Accords what they are supposed to be he gathers more and more enhanced and others willing to sign them. Tony is determined to change the world to protect innocent and if anyone tries to get in his way than they are already dead.

Words: 1827, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Black Panther (2018), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Talis, Aeryn, Pepper Potts, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes, Charles Xavier, Peter Parker, Vision, Wade Wilson, Jessica Jones, Matt Murdock, Luke Cage, Danny Rand, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Steve Rodgers, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Scott Lang, Sam Wilson, T'Challa (Marvel), Thor, Loki, Mantis, Peter Quill, Gamora, Groot, Rocket, Nebula, Carol Danvers, Anna Maria LeBeau, Remy LeBeau, Maria Hill, Clint Barton, Laura Barton, Bruce Banner

Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Pepper Potts/Logan Howlett, Carol Danvers/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, James "Bucky" Barnes/Orginal Male Character, Peggy Carter/Orginal Male Character, Peter Parker/Wade Wilson, Jessica Jones/Luke Cage, Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier, Anna Maria LeBeau/RemyLeBeau, Scott Summer/Jean Grey, Wanda Maximoff/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers/T'Challa, Steve Rogers/ Sam Wilson, Past Tony Stark/ Steve Rogers, Scott Lang/Hope Van Dyne, Bruce Banner/Natasha Romanov, Thor/Loki, Laura Barton/Happy Hogan, Vision/Mantis, Peter Quill/Gamora/Nebula

Additional Tags: not team Cap friendly, not steve rodgers friendly, Not T'Challa Friendly, Accords go through, Not Clinton Barton friendly, Not Sam Wilson Friendly, Majior character death, Character Bashing, Explicit Sex, Male with female organs, Mpreg, Original Characters - Freeform, Not Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie) Compliant, Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Redemption

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DhXq3j

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #spideypool

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stony-ao3-feed · 5 years

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Guardian Sentinel

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by Midnight_Author

Words: 1827, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Black Panther (2018), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DhXq3j

#stony #fanfiction #ao3feed #superhusbands #stevetony

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ao3feed-buckybarnes · 5 years

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Guardian Sentinel

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by Midnight_Author

Words: 1827, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Black Panther (2018), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DhXq3j

#bucky #IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #bucky barnes #james barnes #the winter soldier #james barnes

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ao3feed-stucky · 6 years

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Game Of Survival

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by wadeswilsons

After the Infinity War, The Avengers decided to settle down and have children. Unfortunately, the regret of being an avenger is that peace never lasts. Twenty-five years after the war Thanos rises and strikes again bringing more death and destruction. In his return he kills the remaining avengers leaving only their children behind to continue their legacies.

The eleven heros and heroines are sent back to the past to prevent the first war. Small problem they land in post civil war time. The Young Avengers try to get their parents to put their feuds aside and help prevent events that will save the future.

Words: 2510, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel (Comics), Marvel Ultimate Universe, Captain America - All Media Types, Iron Man (Movies), Ant-Man (Movies), Black Panther (2018), X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes, Vision (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Nick Fury, Orginal Characters - Character, Torrun (Marvel), She-Hulk - Character, Azari T'Challa, Penny Parker, Multiple POV - Character, BAMF Pepper Potts - Character, BAMF Rhodey - Character

Relationships: James "Rhodey" Rhodes/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Clint Barton/Laura Barton, Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson, Ororo Munroe/T'Challa, Bruce Banner/Thor, Peter Parker/Unknown, Pietro Maximoff/Unknown, Original character/Orignal character

Additional Tags: BAMF Tony Stark, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Hurt Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Not Team Cap Friendly ( at first ), Forgiveness, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Civil War Team Iron Man, angst & feels, Bruce Banner & Tony Stark Friendship, Bucky Barnes & Tony Stark Friendship, Daddy Issues, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, hopeful happy ending, Steve Rogers Feels, Bucky Barnes Feels, Bucky Barnes Recovering, steve is an idiot

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2AVMeoz

#starbucks #stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #marvel

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shewhohangsoutincemeteries · 2 years

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early hours

Fifteen of Thirty-One

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Prompt: "you’re crushing me right now.”

Summary: after a mission, all bucky wants to do is forget everything it made him remember by crawling into bed with you.

Warnings: smut, fluff, vaginal sex

Word Count: 1,752

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There were few sounds in the world that your sleep-addled mind could register that were better than those that announced Bucky’s return to your apartment after a mission had dragged him away. The quiet click of the front door closing, the muffled thuds of his boots being toed off and kicked aside. The sound of your bedroom door opening, and his quiet groan as he pulled off his jacket and tossed it over the chair in the corner. You answered it with a groan of your own to let him know you were awake despite the alarm clock beside you reading four sixteen a.m., your face still buried in the pillow, your arms tucked beneath it.

You could sit up and ask him how he was, ask him what he and Sam had done on this latest mission somewhere undoubtedly far away. But that was what the morning was for, when a mug of coffee was warming his hand and the apartment was warm and open with light. Now, you knew what he wanted; to climb into bed and forget, just for a little while, everything he’d just done that might have triggered a memory from the years before you’d met.

You listened to the rustle of clothing as he stripped down and pulled on a pair of sweats, smiling softly as you felt him climb onto the bed. He lay down on top of you, his right arm wrapping around your waist as his chest pressed against your back. You felt his breath tickle the back of your neck as he buried his face in the crook of it, his lips brushing against your shoulder blade. Even through the comforter his body heat burned wonderfully against you, and you felt yourself relax into his embrace.

“Honey,” you murmured, voice muffled by the pillow. “I missed you too, so much, but you’re crushing me right now.”

You heard him exhale a breath of a laugh, and he shifted, rolling off of you. You rolled with him, tucking yourself into his side, the comforter tangling between you as you hooked your leg over his. Bucky pressed his lips to the top of your head, his arm still wrapped around your waist.

“You’re home earlier than I thought you’d be,” you noted quietly, smiling as he took hold of your hand, trapping it against his bare chest. “Didn’t think you’d make it back ‘til some time tomorrow.”

“It is tomorrow.” he pointed out, his voice low and rough. His lips were still in your hair, and you swore you could feel his lazy, teasing smile.

“You know what I mean,” you replied, tracing a tiny heart on his sternum. His hand shifted on yours, sliding down to hold your wrist. “Sunshine hours. Daylight. A time when I’m fully awake.”

“You seem pretty awake to me.”

You looked up at him to roll your eyes, smiling as Bucky leaned down and brought his lips tot yours. The kiss was soft and almost searching, his arm tightening slightly, reflexively, around your waist. Taking it as an invitation, you rolled on top of him slowly without breaking the kiss, your knees on either side of his hips. The comforter bunched around your thighs, no longer between the two of you. You could just feel him, and the warmth of his body seeped through skin wherever you touched.

Bucky’s hand caught yours again, trapping it between your bodies, his other hand trailing fingertips down your spine and over the curve of your backside to the hem of the oversized shirt you’d worn to bed. His shirt.

His fingers curled around the edge of it, the cold metal of his hand sending goosebumps along the back of your thigh. You parted your lips with a sigh, and Bucky deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding languidly against your own. The scent of him surrounded you, notes of sage and pine and the hint of what could have been vanilla. Your lips left his to press against the pulse point on the side of his throat and you inhaled, reveling in the familiarity of it, like it was the final tell that he really was home again.

You felt Bucky’s lips brush against your temple, and you trailed your lips up along his jaw to his chin, pressing another lingering kiss to his lips before straightening long enough to pull off your shirt and toss it aside. Bucky reached up, touching two careful fingers to his dog tags, hanging between your bare breasts. A small smile touched his lips, and his hands moved to rest on your thighs, just above your knees. The contrast between the warm of one hand and the coolness of the other made you shudder as they began to glide up your thighs, and you leaned back down to meet his lips with yours, desperate for more contact.

One of Bucky’s hands skimmed up your arm to cup the side of your face, the other continuing its slow journey up your thigh to your hip. He groaned quietly into your mouth as you rolled your hips over his, your body flush against his. You could feel your nipples harden against the firm expanse of his chest, a shiver running down your spine as the grazed against him when you moved again.

His hand tightened on your hip possessively for a moment before moving around between your legs. You hadn’t worn underwear to bed, and he slid his fingers against you, the cool metal eliciting a breathy moan from you as it lingered against your clit. “Buck…”

“God, you’re gorgeous like this,” he murmured, pressing his lips to your temple, his other hand still stroking through your hair. His voice was muted, husky and catching as you felt him harden against your thigh. “I missed you, doll.”

You trailed your fingers down his chest and stomach, lifting your hips long enough to pull the waistband of his briefs down. Taking hold of the base of his cock, you stroked him a few times, your lips and teeth grazing the corner of his jaw. His breath tickled the side of your throat, and you listened to it catch and sigh as you adjusted your hips, taking him into your cunt one inch at a time.

Bucky turned his head to kiss your cheek as he took hold of your hips, head falling back against the pillow as you began to move, grinding against him, your body still curved over his. You propped yourself up on your elbows, your face hanging inches over his as you rode him, hips undulating over his.

You moaned, eyes fluttering closed and your bottom lip caught between your teeth as each move brushed your clit over his hipbone. The slide of his cock inside you was intoxicating, stretching you, making your eyes roll back.

“Hey, look at me, doll.” Bucky whispered, hands skimming over the small of your back. One slipped down to clutch at your backside, groping at the flesh of it and urging to grind harder down against him. He arched up to kiss you again, the gesture almost flirting with rough before he pulled away again. “Let me look at you.”

You had to force your eyes open, a crease between your brows, and you felt the excitement building inside you flutter as you met his gaze. The warmth of affection burned in his eyes, his lips curving into a soft smile.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured, his hands tightening on your hips as he rolled you over, your back meeting the mattress. The pace was unbroken, and he thrust into your steadily in long strokes, sliding almost completely out of you before thrusting back into the hilt.

You pushed your hips up to meet his, one hand clinging to his shoulder, the other tracing nonsensical shapes over his chest. He smoothed fingertips over the curve of your waist before finding your clit again, his lips dusting kisses over your forehead.

Your lips parted in a soundless moan, chest heaving disjointedly as you felt yourself begin to crest, to teeter along the precipice he was building you towards. When you came, it was with a tortured sigh of his name, your fingers digging into his shoulder, your other hand grasping at his side.

Bucky caught your lips with his own as you spasmed around him, thighs clamping around his hips. His fingers left your clit to instead take your hand, leading it up to your chest. He wrapped both your hand and his around the dog tags still hanging around your neck, the cold metal almost cutting into your palm as he finally came inside you with a groan, his forehead pressed against yours. “Fuck, Y/N…”

His hips shuddered against yours as he relaxed, his breath warm against your face. His hand released yours and you reached up to touch a fingertip to his lips. He pressed a kiss to it, a soft smile teasing at the edge of his lips before he slid slowly out of you, rolling onto his back beside you.

You rolled onto your side as your breath returned to you, propping yourself up onto your elbow as you leaned over him. Capturing him in another long, lingering kiss, you smiled into it as the touch smoldered with a muted, more loving passion than before. He reached up to cup the side of your neck with his hand, his thumb smoothing along your jawline.

You smiled down at him as you pulled away, pressing a light kiss to his forehead before you rolled over and sat up, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. “Where’re you going?”

“I’ll be back in a minute, love.” you whispered before heading for the bathroom, fishing the shirt you’d been wearing off the floor and pulling it on as you went.

By the time you’d returned, a light ache between your thighs and goosebumps dotted along your legs in the cool air of the apartment, Bucky was asleep, turned on his side to face you. Your expression turned soft and warm at the sight of him, his own face relaxed in a way even your rarely got to see. You climbed soundlessly into the bed beside him, making yourself comfortable in front of him, your back to his chest.

Even in his sleep he felt your presence, and your own eyes closed, a heavy sensation settling over your body as sleep welcomed you, Bucky’s arm wrapping around your waist.

tags: @glossyloner @wittyforachange @wefracturedmotivation @january-echoes @lovely-dreamer19 @capitalnineteen @youclickedthislink @s0ftness @castieltrash1 @absolutly-me @sara--ravenclaw @startrekkingaroundasgard

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ao3feed-thebigguns · 6 years

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Game Of Survival

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by wadeswilsons

Words: 2510, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2AVMeoz

#ao3feed #Tony Stark #James Rhodes #Iron Man #War Machine #The Big Guns #fanfic

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 6 years

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Game Of Survival

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2AVMeoz

by wadeswilsons

Words: 2510, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2AVMeoz

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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ao3feed-clintbarton · 5 years

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by Midnight_Author

Words: 1827, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Black Panther (2018), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #clint barton #clint #hawkeye

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ao3feed-freebird · 5 years

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Guardian Sentinel

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by Midnight_Author

Words: 1827, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Black Panther (2018), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DhXq3j

#ao3feed #samsteve #stevesam #freebird #on your left #fanfic #IFTTT

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ao3feed-mcufemslash · 5 years

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Guardian Sentinel

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by Midnight_Author

Words: 1827, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types, Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Black Panther (2018), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DhXq3j

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #mcu

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