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darthbloodorange · 20 days
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Field of Flowers
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Lily Aurora & Wyll Ravengard Characters: Wyll Ravengard, Lily Aurora Ravengard Warnings: None Major Tags: Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Family Fluff, Flower Crowns, Flowers, Devil Wyll Ravengard, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: Wyll enjoys a moment of peace.
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 2 prompt: “Flowers”
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Wyll breathes, savouring the moment of peace. In. Out. Nice and slow. He's loose and relaxed, his body moulding to the soft soil beneath him.
His clothes might need a wash, but he does not regret the time he's spent here lying among the flowers.
The sun was warm on his skin. The breeze, a cool balm carrying the soft scent of the flowers surrounding him.
He opens his eyes to gaze at the sky, at the slow, fluffy clouds above him.
A loud cry splits the air- "Father!"- followed by boisterous laughter.
It's all the warning he gets before Lily Aurora Ravengard throws herself into his arms. Her smile is bright and infectious.
He does not fight the smile he feels spreading on his face.
Wyll takes his girl into his arms, laughing as she squeals with delight.
"Father, no!" she laughs. "You'll ruin it!"
"Ruin what?" he asks.
Lily sits back and presents her hard work. A long chain of various flowers strung together from the field. "I made it for you," she says.
Wyll ducks his head, letting her wrap the flower crown around his head and horns.
He gives her forehead a soft kiss in thanks.
THE END
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darthbloodorange · 20 days
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Getting Ready
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Tav/Wyll Ravengard, Gale Dekarios & Karlach Cliffgate & Wyll Ravengard Characters: Wyll Ravengard, Karlach Cliffgate, Gale Dekarios Warnings: None Major Tags: Fluff, Very light Hurt/Comfort, First Dates, Devil Wyll Ravengard, Unnamed Tav, Tav's gender isn't brought up, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Karlach and Gale help Wyll get ready for Tav.
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 1 prompt: “Date”
(I only just discovered this event. Hours before it's end. AHhhhhhHhhhH!!! But I love Wyll. Not enough time to do art, but time enough for some drabbles? I hope I'm not too late. Regardless, I can't say I regret writing a few drabbles for Wyll.)
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"Keep still, soldier!" Karlach admonishes lightly, swatting his shoulder with the cloth she'd been using to polish his horns.
Wyll holds up his hands in surrender with a small laugh. "Sorry."
"No. You're not," Gale says, opening up a jar of something glossy and sparkly.
"No," he admits, feeling his face heat, "I'm not." He hasn't smiled this much for a long time. His cheeks were beginning to hurt.
With careful fingers, Gale applied the gel to his face.
"Tav's gonna love you," Karlach says proudly.
For the first time in weeks, Wyll looks into the mirror... feeling good. Happy.
THE END
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darthbloodorange · 19 days
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Sleeping In
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Karlack Cliffgate/Wyll Ravengard Characters: Wyll Ravengard, Karlach Cliffgate Warnings: None Major Tags: Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Cuddling & Snuggling, Lazy Mornings, Sharing a Bed, Wyll Ravengard Needs a Hug, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: Wyll hasn't slept in a good bed for far too long…
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 7 prompt: “Morning”
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Groaning, Wyll rubs his face into the soft pillow beneath his head. So soft and warm.
He digs his fingers into the sheets like a satisfied cat.
It's been just over eight years since he'd slept in a proper bed. He was never leaving it.
"Time to get up, Soldier!"
"Mrrrrmgh," Wyll grumbles, digging his face dipper into the pillow.
"Wyll! C'mon," Karlach laughs. "We got so much to do, so much to see. We don't have time to sleep in. I want to see how much the city has changed. I want to check out the rebuilding!"
Wyll grumbles, rolling away and curling into a ball, his knees tucked up against his chest. "M' cmfy..."
There's a pause.
For a terrifying moment, Wyll wonders if he'd messed up. If he'd hurt Karlach. ...feels like a cold river had opened up in his chest. Maybe he should get up. He's feeling much more awake now.
Then the bed dips. And warmth presses against Wyll's back. Karlach's strong arms are wrapped around him, pulling him close.
"Alright. But this is your idea if your father complains. Got it?"
"Mhm," Wyll mumbles, covering her hand with his and falling back to sleep.
THE END
I imagine that Wyll wakes early in the morning (regardless of if he is a morning person of not), that's just how he was brought up. But I think he should get to sleep in every once in a while... as a treat.
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darthbloodorange · 19 days
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Deer and Ale
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Gale Dekarios & Wyll Ravengard (Gen or maybe more) Characters: Wyll Ravengard, Gale Dekarios Warnings: Referenced hunting animals Major Tags: Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Teasing, Hugs, Wyll Ravengard Needs a Hug, Blade of Avernus Wyll Ravengard, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 200 - Double Drabble
Summery: Wyll prepares to celebrate…
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 5 prompt: “Warmth”
I thought about doing something about Karlach keeping Wyll warm, but the next two works are pretty much that (In a way)... so I decided to try to come up with a different idea. More of warm feelings than physical warmth.
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Wyll makes his way back to the camp with a spring in his step and a barrel of brown ale under each arm.
By the fire stands Gale, inspecting the deer that had been freshly caught. He looks up from the dear with a dry expression. "I hear you've usurped my cooking duties tonight," the man says.
"Yes," Wyll says, setting down the ale. "I know you like to be in charge of cooking. But it's just for tonight."
"Don't like my cooking that much, hmm?" Gale says, "I must say this," the man gestures at the deer, "doesn't much look like a vegetable to me."
"You're a great cook, Gale," he says in a rush. "Promise. It's just-"
A grin breaks across the wizard's face, and his eyes shine with warmth. "It's just a special occasion. I know. Tav told me. I just wanted to tease."
Wyll lets out a relieved breath.
"The Blade of Avernus!" Gale proclaims. "I'd say that's worth celebrating."
"A new name for a new me," Wyll says, feeling the smile return to his face.
Gale pulls Wyll into a tight embrace, "I'm glad you've reconsidered the whole warlock thing."
Wyll laughs, his heart warm.
THE END
I loved how excited Wyll was (and fair enough too). I really wanted to celebrate his victory with him. Hail! Blade of Avernus! <3
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darthbloodorange · 19 days
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Dancing into Happily Ever After
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Karlach Cliffgate/Wyll Ravengard Characters: Wyll Ravengard, Karlach Cliffgate Warnings: None Major Tags: Fluff, Happily Ever After, Established Relationship, Ballroom Dancing, Married Couple, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Wyll and Karlach share a dance.
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 6 prompt: “Dance”
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This is it. This is what happily ever afters are meant to feel like.
Karlach's hand is warm against his own. Her skirts swirl and brush against his legs. Feather light and swift as his heart.
They made it, they survived.
Wyll pulls her in for a spin. His heart skips a beat at her carefree laughter.
Avernus was behind them. They were home.
The music slows as the song comes to an end.
Wyll dips her. The crowd is watching them, but all he has eyes for is her.
"Another dance?" he asks.
Karlach laughs. "You got it, husband."
THE END
I thought of having Karlach call Wyll "soldier" at the end, but husband was just so sweet. Is this there wedding? Are they already married at this point? Did they marry in Avernus or did they wait until they got out? Idk…
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darthbloodorange · 20 days
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Softest Touch
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: Wyll Ravengard & his friends Characters: Wyll Ravengard Warnings: None Major Tags: Fluff, Birds, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Wyll Ravengard Needs a Hug, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Wyll feels a touch on one of his horns during a short rest.
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 4 prompt: “Touch”
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Wyll and his companions are taking a short rest. They'd taken on a pack of goblins and were making their way back to the Grove.
He sits with his back against a tree, eyes closed, enjoying the respite.
Then there is a pressure against one of his horns.
Before he can move, his friends are telling him not to.
Wyll holds still. Every fibre of his being preparing to fight. He feels an odd scrapping against the horn, light.
His friends watch- not in alarm, but awe.
Then the thing on his horn starts singing.
A little bird.
Wyll smiles.
THE END
When I was playing the game a thought came to me. Wyll has a lot of feelings about his horns (and some of the other changes done to him)… I wondered how it'd make him feel if a gentle, often skittish, creature (originally I thought about a deer) felt comfortable enough around him even with his horns. If that might help him feel a little better. Not much better, but a step towards healing maybe?
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darthbloodorange · 20 days
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Little Hero
Rating: Gen Universe: Baldur's Gate 3 Pairings: None Characters: Wyll Ravengard Warnings: None Major Tags: Fluff, Kid Fic, Young Wyll Ravengard, POV Wyll Ravengard Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: One day, Wyll's going to be a mighty hero of Baldur's Gate!
For the: ✦ WyllWeek2024 Day 3 prompt: “Hero”
I was going to write something different for this prompt, but the image of a young Wyll practicing to become a hero just got to me okay? 😭
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Wyll jumps down in front of the mirror, striking a pose.
He stands tall, back held straight, his mighty sword at his hip. His right hand braced in front of his chest. His cape drags along the floor behind him, and his father's helmet slowly slips down.
"Never fear, good citizen!! For I, the Sword of the Sword Coast, will save you!"
He grins proudly at his reflection.
Then pauses to think.
Something was missing...
A companion!!
Baldur had Ansur. Minsc had Boo.
He needs one too. Nodding to himself, Wyll heads out on a quest to find his friend.
THE END
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darthbloodorange · 20 days
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Choking Misunderstanding
Rating: Explicit Universe: Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves Pairings: Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar Characters: Xenk Yendar, Edgin Darvis Warnings: Sexual Content Major Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Humour, (Failed) Kink Negotiation, Choking, Miscommunication, Top Edgin Darvis, Bottom Xenk Yendar, Omega Xenk Yendar, Post-Movie, POV Edgin Darvis Word count: 400 - Quadruple Drabble
Summery: Edgin tries to bring something new to the bedroom. …There is a slight misunderstanding.
For the: ✦ @afgomegaversebingo prompt: “Look, I'm not into choking, but I wouldn't mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while” [I2]
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Xenk groans beneath him, calloused hands desperately pawing at Edgin... needing to touch and be touched in turn. Those lovely hands. Generous, sure and strong.
Edgin lets go of Xenk's hip, earning a whine in response, and takes one of Xenk's hands in his own. Pressing it to his chest.
There's something that's been on his mind for some time now, but he’s unsure how to broach it. Xenk wouldn't reject him harshly if he’s not interested. He takes a chance. "Look, I'm not into choking, but I wouldn't mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while," he says. Watching Xenk as he waits for his response.
Xenk stares up at him, flushed and needy, his face slack with pleasure. He can see the wheels turning behind Xenk's eyes as he works through Edgin's request. His pleasure-hazed gaze keeps falling to where his hand lay on Edgin's chest. He nods.
Edgin grins, excited. He lets his eyes slip closed and continues thrusting within Xenk's tight heat. Licking his lips, he feels Xenk's hand slide up to his neck, dragging across his mating glands. A slight pressure to his touch. So smooth! So good! Gods!
With his free hand, he grabs Xenk's thigh. Digging his fingers into the firm, thick flesh there. Pleasure tingles through him as his omega groans lowly at his touch.
His lover's hand reaches his neck. Edgin leans forward, giving Xenk a better vantage.
Xenk then cups the back of his neck like a friendly greeting between friends. Firm but gentle.
Edgin opens his eyes and looks down at Xenk, his movements faltering.
The legs around his waist tighten as Xenk's wriggles in his grasp, displeased at the pause. "Edgin..." His mate gazes up at him pleadingly.
"That's-" Edgin stares at Xenk, trying to work out what was happening. He takes a moment.
Xenk's squirming ceases.
Edgin quickly realises that there has been a small miscommunication between them. Not uncommon, certainly not the worst. "That wasn't exactly what I meant, honey," he says softly, reaching up to take Xenk's hand, cradling it gently.
"I'm confused,"
"Darling, I wanted you to choke me," he says, "Just a little."
"You explicitly said that you were not into choking." Xenk frowns, "That you wished for me to grab you by the neck. Is that not as I have done?"
"No. Yes. I mean..."
Edgin sighs.
THE END
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darthbloodorange · 1 year
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Scribbling
Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Avengers - Ambiguous Fandom Pairings: Steve Rogers/Thor Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor Warnings: None Major Tags: United States President Steve Rogers, Artist Steve Rogers, Fluff, Pre-Relationship, Lightly Inspired by Marvel Ultimates Word count: 400 - Quadruple Drabble
Summery: Steve sits behind his desk, bored. He should be out there, doing something useful…
For the: ✦ Steve Rogers Bingo Round 2, prompt: “President Steve” [D2] (Card: SB2060)
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Steve leans against his desk, elbows resting on his various files and paperwork. His eyes are heavy with tiredness, but he has no time for a nap. His next meeting is in less than half an hour.
So much paperwork and meetings. He should be out there, doing the stuff he was made for. He wasn't made to be President. He's managing. But he knows where his strengths are.
Steve bites back a sigh, dropping his pen onto the desk. He rubs the heels of his palms into his eyes, trying to will away the burn behind them.
He's not tired. Not really.
As ashamed as he would be to admit it... He's bored.
Bored of looking pretty for all the conferences or cameras. Bored of meetings that just go in circles. Bored of sitting behind this desk reading through all the papers they send him. Tired of trying to find a way to tell them, he does know how to use a tablet... so they could just send him the files instead of boxing him in at his desk. Maybe that was the point. To keep him there, chained to the desk. He's more of a figurehead here than he was when playing Captain America for the Military.
Steve jerks as the doors to his office swing open suddenly, hitting the walls with a loud bang. He quickly jumps to his feet.
Thor strides in, grinning widely. "President Rogers," he greets, "a promising change."
"What's going on?" he asks, fingers itching for the shield resting under his desk.
"Just dropping by," Thor says, walking over to the desk. "I was hoping to talk to you about some environmental issues..." Thor's fingers trace over the scribble he drew across a draft. "I see you're not too busy."
Steve feels his face burn. "Not... currently. But I have a-"
"Then you could join me!"
"I can't. Thor!"
"A couple of friends and I are gathering to protest a coal mine. It would mean a great deal to us for you to join our voices. It would mean a lot to me to have you by my side."
"I don't know," Steve says, looking down at all the paperwork across his desk. Fingers tracing the scribbled shields in blue ink drawn across various documents. The ticking from the clock, oppressive.
"Please, Steven,"
"I suppose, the country is my office now. Why not?"
THE END
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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Sneaking About
Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes Warnings: None Major Tags: Secret Relationship, Sneaking Around, Cuddling & Snuggling, Sharing a Bed, Fluff Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Steve sneaks into Bucky's room.
For the: ✦ Stucky Bingo Round 3 "Secret Relationship" [B4] (SB033)
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He creeps down the hallway, keeping a keen eye on the cameras, feet barely making a noise on the hotel's floor. It was much easier sneaking around back at the compound. He was counting down the days until they would return home.
Steve presses his keycard to the door, muffling the beep of the lock with his palm. He slips into Bucky's room, locking the door behind him.
From there, the journey was easy.
He carefully crawls across the bed to Bucky, curling up under his arm.
"Took'ya long enough," Bucky grumbles.
"Mmmhmm," Steve shuts his eyes and falls asleep.
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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He Loves You, You Fool
Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes Warnings: Mild Language Major Tags: Humour, Denial of Feelings, Not Actually Unrequited Love (They are just being silly), Pre-Relationship Word count: 300 - Triple Drabble
Summery: Clint and Natasha are trying to make Steve see that Bucky's interested in him... It could be going better.
For the: ✦ Stucky Bingo Round 3 "Competitive Idiocy" [O4] (SB033)
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Steve drops himself onto the couch. "Bucky isn't interested in me," he says. God, he couldn't believe they were talking about this again. "Hell! He's called me his 'brother' before."
"You sure he didn't call you his bother?" Clint asks, rolling his eyes.
"Clint!" Natasha scolds as she sits down on the couch beside Steve. "You're not helping."
"I'm not sure there's any helping this," Clint says, tossing his hands up. "They're both hopeless."
Steve frowns. "That's not true," he argues.
Clint laughs, but there is not a drop of humour in it. "Oh really? How's that?" Clint asks, "Come on, enlighten us. This should be good. Wait, I'll get the popcorn."
Steve crosses his arms over his chest and levels Clint with a glare. "If I am to believe a word out of either of you... well, it would imply that Bucky's interested in me... romantically. Which he isn't."
Clint throws himself onto the couch. He grabs one of the pillows and screams. Natasha pats his back.
The elevator door pings as it opens, letting Bucky into the communal living room. The man makes it only four steps into the room before he stops, looking them over cautiously. He looks back at the elevator as if debating whether or not he should leave. With a long, drawn-out sigh, Bucky asks "What's going on here?"
"They're trying to convince me that you like me," Steve says. He gives Bucky what he hopes is- if somewhat apologetic- a comforting smile.
Bucky only looks more uncomfortable. "Why the hell would they be doing that?" the man asks, shuffling his feet. "Don't they know we're just friends?"
It takes Steve all his strength to keep the smile on his face, his heart breaking a little more. "Right?" he says, laughing weakly, "Friends. Forever..."
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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Early Morning Mistake
Rating: Teens Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Warnings: Implied Sexual Content Major Tags: Tony Regrets ALL his life choices, Sharing a Bed, Clint Barton's Farm, Morning Wood, Awkward Sexual Situations, Attempt at Humour Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Tony's not sure that this is something he would be able to survive.
For the: ✦ @stevetonygames - Fuck|Marry|Kill; prompt “Helpless” [I4] (Team: Fuck 🍆)
This was meant to be for the prompt "Dreams", but I realised that there was no dreaming in this fic. So I went with helpless, because I bet Tony feels pretty helpless in this satiation, lol.
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If anyone were to ask, he'd blame the lack of coffee and Clint's terrible bed.
Tony has never held so still in his life. His tutors would be proud if they could see him now.
No, they wouldn't... if he were to think about it. Which is the last thing he needs right now. What'd got him into this mess.
'Why would Cap have brought a gun to bed?' he thinks mockingly. The damn thought that got him here.
Cap wouldn't take a gun to bed.
What Tony had grabbed to put on the bedside table was Cap's morning wood.
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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Noise Complaint
Rating: Teens Universe: Avengers Assemble Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Clint Barton Warnings: Implied Sexual Content, Swearing Major Tags: Hotel Sex, Poor Clint Barton, He just wants to sleep (and so do the rest of the Avengers), Lies, Implied Top Tony Stark, Implied Bottom Steve Rogers Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Maybe they should have waited until they were back at the tower before fucking.
For the: ✦ @stevetonygames - Fuck|Marry|Kill; prompt “Lies” [I3] (Team: Fuck 🍆)
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They both freeze as they hear the loud banging on the hotel door.
"Shit," Steve says, wincing.
The banging comes again.
"Are you fucking in there?" comes Clint's angry voice through the wall. "Because you better not be."
Tony twists around to face the door, ignoring the way Steve squirmed beneath him. "No," he lies.
They hear Clint's huff. "So it's just some other assholes then?" the man says, sounding like he didn't buy Tony's lie for a second.
"Yeah," Tony says, "The walls are damn thin here. Could be anyone..."
"Well, you can tell them to shut up then."
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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Post-Mission Offer
Rating: Teens Universe: Marvel Ultimates Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark Warnings: Implied (Future) Sexual Content, Swearing Major Tags: Tired Tony Stark, Post-Battle Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: Tony's had many things offered to him, but he never expected he'd be offered this.
For the: ✦ @stevetonygames - Fuck|Marry|Kill; prompt “Proposal” [O1] (Team: Fuck 🍆)
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Tony's never going to move again, ever. Fuck any world-ending disasters. The world can fuck off and end, as long as it didn't happen around the chuck of tarmac he was currently laying.
He hears the familiar steps of Steve walking over to him.
"Dead or alive?" The man asks gruffly.
"Alive," Tony sighs.
"Good," Steve says. "Wanna fuck?"
Tony blinks his eyes open and stares at Steve.
He's dead, apparently.
This is too good to be a dream.
But everything hurts too much for this to be the afterlife.
Looks like he has a little energy left after all.
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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Blood Stained Water
Rating: Mature Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes Warnings: Graphic Violence (Implied), Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Self-Harm Major Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Animal Transformation, Merperson Steve Rogers, Hurt Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug Word count: 100 - Drabble
Summery: As fast as the Avengers were working to turn Steve back human, Bucky realises it might not be fast enough. They are losing him. They are going to lose him.
For the: ✦ Stucky Bingo Round 3 "Body Horror" [G1] (SB033); Bonus: Merpeople
More of an outside POV of the Body Horror (ie. Steve turned into a Merperson)
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The familiar smell of blood hits Bucky as soon as he enters the bathroom. He squeezes his eyes shut with a shudder.
'Not again. Please.'
He counts to 10.
Opening his eyes wearily, he looks around the small space.
Bloody scales litter the bathroom floor, the grotesque chunks of flesh staining the bathmat.
Steve lays limp in the bathtub, the water a stomach-churning red. Bucky could see the deep wounds Steve had gouged into his tail from the doorway, tearing at his scales.
They'd better find a cure for this, fast... or soon there won't be anything left of Steve.
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darthbloodorange · 2 years
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Back Home
Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Bruce Banner/Steve Rogers Characters: Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers Warnings: Swearing Major Tags: Canon Divergence, Established Relationship, Retired Bruce banner, Tired Steve Rogers, Hurt Steve Rogers, Hurt/Comfort, Pets, Steve Rogers Gets a Hug Word count: 300 - Triple Drabble
Summery: Steve returns home after a long, tiring mission.
For the: ✦ marvelousrarepairbingo, prompt: “What I’m Fighting For” [B1]; (Card: 054)
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Steve sluggishly makes his way up to the apartment, feet dragging tiredly across the faded carpet.
His body ached, his vision was blurred with exhaustion. With every damn step, his body reminded him of each and every wound litter across his batted body.
Fuck. He was so tired.
The mission was hard. And lasted far longer than it should have. It was hard to remember why he kept fighting after battles like today's. But it had to be done. To be fought.
It takes several tires to get his key into the lock.
Steve stumbles into the apartment, closing the door behind him. He reaches for his shield, unclipping it from its harness and setting it by the door.
A heavy, warm weight lands on his feet. He looks down to find Gimli stretched out across his boots, his bushy ginger tail curling around his right leg.
"Buddy," he tires for a scolding tone and misses entirely. Even as the words leave his mouth, he can feel his lips curl up into a fond smile.
Steve bends down with a groan, scooping the cat up into his arms. Gimli reaches out a paw, pressing it against his chin, purring loudly.
"You missed me, huh?" he asks.
"Well, I know I did," comes a familiar voice from within the apartment. "Where's my hello?"
All the tension he didn't realise he was carrying bleeds from his shoulders. "Bruce," he breaths.
Steve sets Gimli down. With several quick strides, he closes the distance between him and Bruce, burying himself in the man's embrace.
Soft, warm lips press against his temple, lingering and sweet. He cocks his head, capturing Bruce's lips with his own. He tastes like his favourite mint tea, like home.
This. This is why he kept fighting. To protect all this.
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