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WARNING/S: non-con, rape, loss of virginity, rough sex, rough vaginal sex, rough oral sex, rough anal sex, unprotected sex, multiple men, blood, assault, abuse, slavery, trauma, threats of forced prostitution, mentions of kidnapping/abduction, mentions of death, mentions or murder, mentions of injuries, mentions of suicide. If I’ve missed anything, please let me know.

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CH. 1 - THEIR REWARD

{54 BC}

Her heart pounds in her chest as she slowly walks down the hall towards the man she despises more than anything in this world.

Dominus Julius Fabius. Her owner. Her master.

She wishes she could stick him in the neck with a dagger and watch him bleed to death, just like all the men he condemns when he forces them into the arena.

He’s pure evil.

The kind of evil Orcus uses to make an example of. The God of punishment and the Underworld is going to have fun with her master when he passes into the afterlife.

She’s lost count of how long it’s been. Five years? Probably more, if she’s being honest with herself. She doesn’t even know who she is anymore.

Except her name.

Amina.

To everyone around her, she’s a thing. An object meant to do as she’s told. No exceptions.

She runs her finger along the cold iron bolted around her neck, her slave collar.

Thirty coins. That’s what he paid for her. She didn’t know you could put a price on someone’s life but that’s what hers was worth, thirty whole coins.

“There you are girl” he growls as he grabs her wrist tightly and drags her towards a door at the end of the hall “I’m in a right mind to give you a lashing for making me wait”

“I’m sorry, they… they wanted to make sure everything was perfect” she mumbles, keeping her eyes on the floor to help hide her tears as she recalls the looks of pity on the faces of the women who got her ready.

She knows they know what her Master’s plans are, and she suspects the reason they took so long was to keep her from her fate for as long as they possibly could.

“I don’t care. Those fighters in there won me a lot of denarii today. You’re going to let them do whatever they want to you. All. Night” her master tells her, getting so close to her she can feel his warm, vile breath across her face.

“I… I’ve never…” she stammers, her eyes going wide as she realises what he’s saying.

“I know. I know you’ve never laid with a man before, they checked you when I brought you. That’s why I chose you” he says, a smirk spreading across his face. “Maybe I should put you in the Lupanar and whore you out after they’ve broken you in. Gods know you’d make me a fortune”

It takes everything in her not to turn and run as fast as she can as she swallows down the bile rising in her throat.

It would be pointless though, there’s guards everywhere. She wouldn’t make it to the end of the hall before they caught her. She’d be guaranteed a lashing too, a public one at that. Just like Vesta.

“I mean it girl. You’re theirs tonight. I don’t care if it hurts… in fact, I want it to. A lot” he whispers, pulling out a small dagger and cutting one of the shoulders of her dress, exposing her breast.

He runs the dagger tip over her nipple, pressing it into the sensitive bud until it breaks the skin, making her let out a small whimper of pain.

“If you resist, or put up a fight, you’ll be punished, and it’ll be much worse than what they’re going to do” he growls before pushing her into the room.

She can’t help but flinch as the large wooden door is slammed in her face, the echo of the metal latch being closed ringing in her ears.

She just stands there, staring at it as she takes shuddery breaths.

She knows what’s about to happen. What she’s about to go through. And there’s nothing she can do about it.

She’s trapped.

Locked in a room with three blood covered fighters.

Their reward for winning their master 5000 coin.

She’s their prize.

“Turn around” a deep voice commands, making her jump.

She closes her eyes, praying to the Gods that she wakes up from this nightmare as she slowly turns around.

She sees the man the voice belongs to and her breath catches in her throat as she fights back tears.

He’s the one who killed her brother.

Champion gladiator August.

“Name” he growls, slowly approaching her with a look similar to the lions in the arena before they attack.

“Am… Amina” she stammers, stumbling back against the door as he towers over her.

She can smell death on him. The twang of iron, of blood. Was it her brothers?

Her stomach churns at the thought and she wants to be sick.

“Amina” he repeats “honest, faithful. Beautiful name for a beautiful woman”

Under any other circumstance she might have smiled and thanked him for his compliment, just like she was taught, but not this time. She just can’t.

“I like to know their names before I take what I want” he tells her with a smirk.

He remembers them, every name. All the women he’s taken this way. Amina’s the latest entry on his ever growing list.

He grabs her dress and tears it off her body, letting the fabric crumple to the floor.

She instinctively tries to cover herself, but he stops her, prying her hands away from her body before grasping her breasts and squeezing.

A grin spreads across his face as he continues to grope her, pinching and rolling her nipples tightly between his fingers, making her whimper in pain.

The noise makes him let out a low growl from deep in his chest and his eyes go dark, almost black.

Before she can fully register what’s happening, he grabs her by the back of her neck and yanks her towards the small table on the other side of the room, forcing her onto her back.

He takes her legs behind the knees and pushes them open, exposing her to not only him, but the other two men in the room who are now standing behind him and looking over his shoulder.

Her stomach churns as she stares at the ceiling, her face burning with embarrassment as she tries to think of anything to distract her from the way he’s inspecting her.

She bites back a whimper as he touches her, his fingers playing with her most intimate area before spreading it open.

He lets out a satisfied hum, a smirk spreading across his face when he sees she’s intact, just like their Master promised.

“I’ve never had a pure one before” he says, to no one in particular as he pinches the small bundle of nerves above her opening, making her gasp loudly.

“They’re my favourite. Oh, the noises they make” one of the other men says excitedly, much to August’s annoyance.

“She’s mine, Lloyd” he growls, glaring at the man before turning his attention back to her, really looking at her for the first time since she entered the room.

And as much as she tries to look away, to look anywhere but the face of the man that’s about to brutalise her, she can't. Her green, terror filled eyes just stare at him, transfixed.

He’s seen her eyes, and that look, before. He knows he has. There’s something so familiar about them and it takes him a minute to place it. The man he killed in the arena a mere hours before. Her brother.

“You’ve got his eyes” he tells her before turning his gaze back between her legs.

She’s so caught up in the flood of emotions at what he just said that she doesn’t notice his finger pushing into her until it’s too late.

She lets out a loud yelp at the sudden pain between her legs, her body instinctively trying to close her legs and move away from the beast of a man in front of her.

He lets out an angry growl and yanks her up by her arm, turning her around and bending her over the table with so much force all the air leaves her lungs when her chest makes contact with the wooden surface.

“Don’t move” he growls, kicking her legs apart with his feet.

She grips the edge of the table, so tightly her fingers hurt, as tears well in her eyes. She prays the talk of his stamina is wrong, that it will be over quickly.

But it won’t.

When he’s done with her, there’s two more waiting.

And they have her all night…

The sound of his armour dropping onto the ground behind her makes her heart pound.

It’s happening.

Right now.

She squeezes her eyes shut, trying her best to relax when she feels him prod at her again, but it doesn’t matter.

He snaps his hips forward and tears into her with force, pulling a scream of pain from her that makes him grin.

In all the beatings she’s gotten over the years, she’s never felt pain like this.

It’s like a searing hot poker being forced into her over and over as she’s split in two.

The tears in her eyes escape and spill onto the table as he thrusts into her, over and over and over again. It feels like the more she cries, the harder his thrusts become.

“Best one I’ve had yet” he grunts as he lays over her, pressing her against the table with his full body weight, and starts grinding into her, moaning loudly in her ear.

He’s enjoying this, getting pleasure out of hurting her. How can he not? He’s a sadistic bastard!

Little does she know she’s not the first woman he’s forced himself into. It’s the whole reason he’s stuck fighting in that gods forsaken arena in the first place. And unless he dies there, she won’t be the last.

“You’re mine now, gonna take you like this whenever I want” he pants, making her let out a loud sob at the thought of him doing this to her over and over.

It all becomes too much and her stomach churns as bile rises in her throat, burning it as she chokes and coughs it up.

His moans start becoming louder as he ruts into her hard, his hips slamming her body into the table over and over and over.

“Oh Gods!” he roars, moaning loudly as his hips stutter then still before he thrusts into her as hard as he can, filling her with a strange warmth.

He says something to her, but she doesn’t hear a word of it, unable to hear anything except the loud ringing in her ears.

She lets out a loud whimper as he pulls out of her before kneeling and pushing her legs wider, smirking at the blood mixed with his spend dripping out of her.

He catches some with his fingers and pushes them inside her, forcing it back into her as she lies on the table, her entire body shaking and twitching from shock as she takes shallow, gasping breaths.

“My turn” the second of the men says, all but pushing August out of the way before grasping her by her hair and pulling her to her feet, making her cry out.

He pushes her to her knees, making quick work of removing his armour as she glances behind him at August drinking wine from a goblet and sees the size of him for the first time, enough to make Priapus himself blush.

She looks back at the second man, terror spreading through her yet again as she comes face to face with his member.

She can’t tell if he’s bigger, but it doesn’t matter. He’s going to defile her the same way August did without a care for her.

He hooks his finger into her mouth and forces it open before pushing himself in until she starts to gag.

He holds onto the sides of her head and starts thrusting, hitting the back of her throat with each snap of his hips.

A smirk spreads across his face as he moves one of his hands to the back of her head and forces her down onto him, deep throating her.

He holds her there, moaning at the feeling of the muscles in her throat squeezing him as she chokes.

“We can’t kill her, Lloyd” August warns as she starts scratching at his legs, trying desperately to get air.

He lets out a growl as he pulls himself out of her mouth and slaps her hard across the face before grabbing it and pulling her to her feet.

“You’re going to pay for that” he hisses, manhandling her onto the small bed in the corner of the room.

He climbs on after her, roughly pulling her hips up and slamming into her from behind.

“Gods, I’ve not taken a woman this good in years” he moans, throwing his head back and gripping her hips tightly as he thrusts hard, spurred on by her cries.

“I wonder if her other hole’s just as good?” August says with a smirk, leaning against the table he just had her bent over.

“Let’s find out” Lloyd replies, spitting on her ass. He pulls out and lines himself up with her tiny puckered hole before pushing himself into her, moaning loudly at the muscles squeezing him tightly in an attempt to force him out.

She lets out a shriek of pain, her body going rigid as she tries, and fails, to get away from the man violating her in a way she didn’t think was possible.

He lets out an evil laugh and pushes her face into the bed as he starts thrusting, going out of his way to hurt her as much as he can.

The noises leaving him as he uses her body for his pleasure are burned into her mind as she prays to the Gods to take her and put an end to the indescribable pain coursing through her body.

He looks down at where he’s thrusting in and out of her and smirks proudly at the sight of blood.

“It’s even better” he grunts to August, gripping her hips so tightly his nails break her skin.

“I’ll have to try it next” August says, slowly stroking himself as he watches Lloyd pound into the woman at their mercy over and over again, moaning to himself at the sound of her cries.

Lloyd lifts her hips higher, thrusting as hard as he can into her at the new angle, turning her cries into screams with every snap of his hip.

He lets out a long moan, throwing his head back as he cums hard, filling her with the same strange warmth August did.

“Gods, I’m doing that again” he pants as he slowly pulls himself out of her bloody back passage before slapping her ass, making her yelp as she collapses into the bed.

“You’ll get your chance. It’s your turn, Nick” August says, getting the attention of the third man standing on the other side of the room.

Until now, he’s not paid much attention to the events happening in the small room, trying to drown out her cries and think of anything other than what he wants to do to her.

It’s wrong, he knows it’s wrong, but he doesn’t care. He wants her. And it’s his turn to take her.

He slowly walks towards her, removing his armour as he does before gently turning her over and climbing into the bed.

“No more… please” she begs quietly as he spreads her legs with his knees and settles between them.

Asking for mercy is useless, she knows that. All she is to them is an object to seek pleasure from, to defile.

The only thing she can do is close her eyes and brace herself for the pain as he slowly pushes in, a long moan leaving him as he fills her.

But when he starts to move, the pain doesn't come.

She opens her eyes and stares at him, confused, and scared, by what she's feeling.

Why doesn’t it hurt?

Why is it so different?

Why does it feel… nice?

“Gods” she gasps, her eyes fluttering shut as he starts to speed up, letting out a moan that drowns out the one that slips past her lips.

She has no idea what he’s doing differently to August and Lloyd but she prays he keeps doing it because it feels good, amazing even.

Her mind races as she tries to understand what’s happening. Why does she feel bad, so embarrassed and ashamed, when what’s happening right now feels so good?

He moves his hips faster, harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as he gropes one of her breasts before pinching her nipple hard, pulling another moan from her.

He slowly glides his hand up her chest to around her neck, squeezing the sides. The sudden restriction of air makes her panic and start clawing at his hands, making him squeeze even more.

Her eyes roll back as a weird pressure builds between her legs, making whatever he’s doing to her feel even better.

It suddenly breaks, making her moan loudly as a pleasant burning sensation washes over her, before everything goes black…

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Can we see boxer!Nick seeing shy!Reader for the first time?

The excitement of the crowd was thrilling in itself, the chanting and the jeers as two equally impressive and stacked men had been in the throes of a fight. Your eyes had grown and remained wide when you were enraptured by the powerful swings from the dark blonde fighter to the dark brunette.

“They’re friends!” Your college roommate and the woman who brought you here, Desi, had explained the general concept of this gladiator’s arena in the modern age.

“They’re friends?!” You squeaked, inhaling and holding your breath when the dark blonde opponent fell. “They’re wailing on each other like they hate each other!”

She laughed and wrapped her arm around your shoulders, yanking you closer into her side as she moved down on the stadium bench seats. She was trying to give you a better angle of the ring, allowing you to see the manner in which the brunette was beating his opponent and friend.

“Lloyd Hansen is the guy losing,” she pointed to the man down, his face bloodied and brushed, “Nick Fowler is the guy winning. They’re friends, they like kicking each others ass.”

“Oh god-“ you squeaked again and covered your eyes when Nick Fowler started swinging again, unable to see the other guy taking the blows.

“Oh come on! Doesn’t it make you horny?” Desi laughed again, cathartically waiting for the match to be over so she could take one of the two home. “The sex after these matches…”

“Have you ever slept with one?” You only removed your hands from your eyes as the crowd exploded in cheers and the final bell rang.

As you lowered your hands you’d taken notice of Desi standing on the bench seat with a spare bra hanging from her fingertips and her wild screeching haunts an attempt to gain the winner’s favour. You watched her, unable to look away as she flung one of her bras toward the stage, giggling when it was snatched up by the dark blonde.

“Come on! Come on!” She grabbed your hand before people started to leave their seats at the end of the game, desperate and hastened to beat the crowds. “If we’re quick we can beat the usual bunnies.”

“Bunnies?” You furrowed your brows, calling after her as she lead you from the stands down to the cement floor, and even further back toward the dressing rooms.

“Belt bunnies? Whatever you wanna call them, they’re girls looking to have sex with the boxers.” Desi had been simultaneously describing herself and jeering at the women waiting to see the two coming out.

“Isn’t that what you’re doing?” You pressed yourself back against the wall, unwilling to make yourself a target of the women that were in competition with each other.

“I don’t come to every match, just the ones that Hansen & Fowler have.” She grinned and winked, tossing her raven black hair over her shoulder with a flourish before she stepped forward and yanked her mini-dress down.

“I can go…? I can wait outside..?” The door opened and the first had come out, the guy who lost, though he seemed to wear his loss well.

He hadn’t appeared as big now as he had in the ring, a surprising twist, though he was over 6ft tall and clearly had great muscle definition, he didn’t appear to be an overtly broad and wide man. His dark blonde hair was brushed out of his face and his plump pink lips were tugged into a smirk as he stepped away from his dressing room door with some women clawing to cling to him.

“Hansen,” Desi drew her hand over his bicep as he passed, affectively stirring his attention and captivating hm for a moment, “tough loss isn’t it?”

“Desi, I’m starting to think you’re obsessed.” Lloyd hadn’t brushed the other women off, but he had shown a heightened interest in your friend. “You want to wet my dick that bad, baby?”

“As long as its cleaned first.” She crooned seductively, casting a look back over her shoulder to you with a smirk that you knew meant she was on a mission.

“Fowler!” Lloyd called without turning his head, the voice raised had matched almost synonymously with the door nearest to you opening and the winner stepping out.

In your attempt to push yourself out of the spotlight, you had placed yourself almost directly in front of the dressing room across the way from Lloyd Hansen’s. It was a mistake for you to be here and yet you didn’t have to the chance to scurry away.

You had turned, and were immediately face to chest with Nick Fowler. You had to crane your neck to look up at him, your eyes growing in size at the sheer size of this dangerous and powerful man who had just laid Hansen out. You were watching him just as he was watching you, his blue and captivating eyes holding yours.

“Who’s your friend, Des?” He spoke with a heavy accent, New York or Boston, the added detail to his already husky voice was surprising.

“Nick Fowler, this is my roommate and my friend.” Desi had pulled away from Lloyd Hansen to wrap her arm around your shoulders. “Y/N L/N.”

“Y/N.” His brown hair was still damp from sweat, his lips, like Lloyd’s, had been tugged into a smirk and you could see the lines of a tattooed beneath his light blue shirt. “You’ve never brought her along before, Desi. Why’d you hide someone so cute?”

“I-“ you stammered, your head had become simultaneously filled and empty as you struggled to say something, anything.

“You enjoy the fight, sweetheart? Its your first fight?” He dipped his head, giving you a better look at the fighter.

He was broader than Lloyd Hansen, a few inches taller with more muscle definition. His eyes were crystalline and intensely blue, his lips plump and pink with a little cut on the corner of his mouth.

“I’ve never…” you opened and closed your mouth, your head whipped to the side as you looked for Desi for help.

“She’s shy, Fowler. Don’t scare her.” Desi warned him, her eyes narrowing slightly.

“You wanted to take one of us home, Des?” Nick spoke to her but stared at you, amused and almost taken by you.

You shifted your weight from foot to foot, hyper-aware of the way your thighs had rubbed together with every subtle movement. The cut of your plain black shirt against your chest had seemed painfully tight despite how comfortable you’d found it moments before, and you were already reaching for the front to pull it down to give you something to do.

“Des, you wanna go to a party?” Lloyd drew her attention back to him, the same kind of smirk on his face. “Bring your friend-“

“I’m not a partier. I don’t…party…” you quipped and then rubbed your hands on the front of your shirt. “I’ve never…I don’t…like crowds-“

“Relax, sweetheart.” Nick cut you off, looking past you to Desi. “This party’s a hell of a lot more private than you’d expect. It’s a few friends, their girlfriends.”

“Its not bad, Y/N.” Desi reassured you, looking back at Lloyd with hunger.

“I’m sure I could even find ya a quiet corner to read your book.” Nick whispered in your ear, somehow knowing what was in your bag without even having to guess.

You don’t know what had come over you. With a sharp exhale you agreed, and allowed Desi to pull you along again.

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𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐲 ➢ E | 2K | Adrenaline Junkie!Bucky Barnes/Pre!Serum! Steve Rogers

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𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 ➢ Collection: Summertime Swooning (1) | M | 762 | Pre!Serum!Steve Rogers x Modern!Bucky Barnes

𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 ➢ E | 1.1K | James "Bucky" Barnes x Thomas "T. J." Hammond x Steve Rogers

𝐀 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➢ Collection: Summertime Swooning (2) | M | 1K | Pre!Serum!Steve Rogers x Modern!Bucky Barnes

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫'𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 ➢ Collection: Two Side of The Same Coin (1) | E | 1.4K | CW!Bucky Barnes x Winter Soldier!Bucky Barnes

𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐲 ➢ Collection: Summertime Swooning (3) | T | 1.3k | Pre!Serum!Steve Rogers x Modern!Bucky Barnes

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭 ➢ E | 1.1K | World War II Bucky Barnes x Captain America!Steve Rogers

𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ➢ E | 2K | CEO!James "Bucky" Barnes x Sugar Baby!TJ Hammond

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➢ E | 1.3K | Priest!James Bucky Barnes x Demon!Nomad! Steve Rogers

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐡 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➢ E | < 1K | Roman!Royalty!James Bucky Barnes x Gladiator!Steve Rogers

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰 ➢ Collection: Red, White, & Woo! (3) | E | 3.6K | Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Captain America!Steve Rogers

𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ➢ E | 5.2K | Modern!Bucky Barnes x Pre-Serum Steve Rogers

𝐅𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐨 ➢ E | 1.8K | Bucky Barnes x Lloyd Hansen / Bucky Barnes x Lloyd Hansen x Nick Fowler

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ➢ E | 2K | Dark!Witch!Bucky Barnes/Incubus!Chase Collins

𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 ➢ E | 1.7K | Modern!Bucky Barnes x Boss!Ari Levinson

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐥 ➢ E | 4K | Master!Handler!Steve Kemp x Pup!Winter Soldier

𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐫 ➢ E | 2K | TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Johnny Storm

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ➢ E | 3.2K | Steve Kemp x Lloyd Hansen

𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐆𝐨 ➢ T | 1K | Frat Boy!Steve Rogers x Amputee!College Student!Bucky Barnes

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 ➢ E | 1.9K | Modern!Steve Rogers x Ghost!Bucky Barnes

𝐀𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬 ➢ M | 2.6K | Recovering!Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Architect!Pre-Serum!Steve Rogers

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 ➢ Collection: Interview To Be My Vampire (3) | M | 2.1K | Vampire!King!Steve Rogers x Human!Bride!Bucky Barnes

𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 ➢ | E | 4.8K | Grad Student!Bucky Barnes x Incubus!Steve Rogers

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐀𝐬 𝐀 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 ➢ | E | 6.7K | Mob Boss!Bucky Barnes x Agent!Steve Rogers

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 ➢ | E | 3.4K | Kelpie!Bucky Barnes x Merman!Prince!Steve Rogers

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫 ➢ | E | 1K | Sheriff!Lee Bodecker x Younger!Neighbor!Bucky Barnes

𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 ➢ | E | 2K | Beefy!Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Alpha!Cap!Steve Rogers

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬

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