#the winter solider rp

[bucky-barnesrp]

#bucky rp #bucky barnes #the winter solider #white wolf

[atlas-thorn]

June flowers

photo credits to films news feed

summary: Loki is in love with June, but in pushing her away is incredibly cruel, and when finally confronted, he breaks down. She chooses Bucky who also loves her. 

authors note: this is angsty as hell, sorry in advance

warnings: angst, bullying, violence, abuse mentions, happy-ish ending.

pairing: bucky X oc

word count: 7500+

It was a beautiful morning when I awoke. The sun was filtering in the blinds at an angle that left lines of light on the wall. Everything was sore, a large bruise sweated on my side. It was an ugly blue, still in its beginning stages. The mission was a sucsess overall, but fuck I never wanted to scream more than when that super soilder punched me so hard I went flying. Bucky was there in an instant and the man had been punched back twice as hard. 

  I was sure at least two ribs were cracked. I hadn’t gone to the med bay yet, loki was there and I didn’t want to have to deal with it. I didn’t want any of those rude comments or snide remarks, I’d rather deal with a few broken ribs for a little while longer than be called names. He hated me, it was so obvious that he hated me. I wasn’t sure why, at first I thought it was an off day, but he really did. And that hurt. 

  Kindness doesn’t come easy, but it’s something I had always tried to show, even when he was mean to me for weeks, I still gave him my kindness, I still sometimes do. I don’t go out of my way to do it, but if there is something little and simple, I’ll do it. The other avengers get a little bit more kindness than him, especially bucky, the man who was slowly worming his way into my heart. 

  It was a little bit soul crushing the way Loki treated me, as if I was a worm. And as much as I’d love to say it didn’t affect me, it was starting to get to me. The way my stomach looked like ‘I had eaten too much cake’ the scar on my face ‘made me look like I'd been mauled by a bear’ even though I’d finally been more confident about it. 

  Bucky had helped me become more confident. His compliments and gentle smiles are reserved for me.

  The deep red line that disfigured my face, it was jagged and ugly, light a lightning bolt from my left temple, across my eye then my nose, stopping right after my cheekbone. It was like a shallow ravine, and depending on the season it could go from a white line to an ugly pink. The cold always made it pinker, and when I went into the war,from outside it would turn pink for ages. When I was ill it was easy to tell because it would become pink. Sometimes it would get incredibly inflamed.

  I wish it had healed better, but sometimes you have to roll with the punches. I sometimes covered it up with a bit of makeup but even that wouldn't help sometimes. For a while I just wore a mask, but it rubbed the scar raw more than once. I wish i had my powers before it happened, maybe i could have stopped it. But realistically I know I couldn't have. Hydra had not been kind to me. But they had given me fight and power. I could bend and use light as a weapon, as well as control plants to an extent, but that was a later discovery. One id only figured out during a fight where I'd been injured and vines wrapped around the man and tore him in two. I didn't mean to. I promise I didn't. 

  I groaned as i rolled to the edge of the bed and stood. I let out a cough which only hurt more. I was wearing my colorful pajamas, and as much as I would have liked to change that was just unrealistic. So i left my room without bothering with anything. The kitchen was my first destination. I had hoped that the area would be empty but my hopes were quickly quenched as i heard voices. At least three. My head pounded too hard to really tell them apart so i just walked in. Thor, steve, toni, loki and nat were seated on the sofa area chatting away. I greeted them quietly and opened a pre-made breakfast I'd made a few days before. Meal prep sucked but i liked to not have to cook as much in the week. 

  Nat stood and came to sit next to me at the kitchen island. “You doing ok? You took a hard hit” she asked tentatively “and you are a lot quieter than usual, and later up” as usual nothing slipped past her.

  I nodded tensely “hurts to talk, breathe, and do pretty much anything” I replied and let my head hit the marble counter, loving the cooling feeling. “I didn't want to go to the med bay last night but I'll go after I've eaten” my next sentence was to cut off my coughing. It was so violent I was nearly crying, and then there was blood, only a bit but it was certainly enough to catch nats attention.

  “Shit” she yelled out, causing everyone to rush over. Even Loki looked concerned, it was odd. I waved them off and stood, still coughing a bit.

  “I'm fine” I wheezed out.

  “You're clearly not,” Loki snarled. He was right but i shot him a venomous look that sent him back a few steps. Without any warning steve scooped me up. I groaned and nearly punched him. He jogged along quickly.

  “I could have just walked,” I bantered as the coughing stopped. “My legs are fine” I smiled at him and he looked at me. A hint of anger crossed his eyes.

  “You should have gone last night” he chastised. “You're clearly hurt and I should have made you go” I rolled my eyes at this as we finally entered the med bay. Dr Cho was there and ready, as if this was the biggest emergency in the world. “You really should have gone when we got back from germany” i gave him a sharp look. 

  “Fuck you” i replied as he sat me down. His stunned silence made me laugh. I don't think i'd ever said that to anyone, but the laughing brought the coughing and a little bit more blood. I prided myself on being kind so there was clearly something wrong. Nat walked in and rushed over to me as DR cho looked over me.

  “There is something really wrong with her Dr cho” Steve said, his face betraying his worry. “I dont think shes ever been mean in her life” his joke landed on deaf ears as i groaned. 

  Nat looked at us both musically “she was mean?” she asked, confused as hell. Not knowing you to be one to say anything unkind.

  He pointed an accusatory at me “she told me to fuck off” he jested, nats eyes widdened. Cussing was not something I did. 

  “Probably deserved it '' came tony's voice from behind “whats up, i heard our sunflower wasn't doing too hot” the endearing nickname didn't hide his worry. There was something clearly very wrong if I said something like that. Bucky came rushing in and stumbling next to me and clasping my hand, much to doctor Chos unhappiness as she continued to scan me. 

  Dr cho injected something into me and i felt the pain ebb. I looked up at the trio and glared. They all looked cautious. “Nothing is too wrong, some of the bruising reached the lungs and burst a few capillaries, the coughing is just causing more blood to come out. Isn't much I can do, and there isn't much blood, she will be fine with some bed rest, she's got nanites injected so it should take 3 days to be for the most part ok, 7 to be completely healed” she announced. A sigh echoed around the room as they all looked relieved. I closed my eyes.

  “Sunshine” Bucky whispered. I looked at him, annoyed as hell about all of this. “You're gonna be ok” I looked at him as if he had grown three heads. 

  “I have cracked ribs not hearing loss” i sassed, toni laughed and shook his head “i could have done this all on my own you know? No need to go out your way ``I sighed as the pain went away more and more. They were all still a little weary. 

  It was all their turn to look at me as if I had another head “as if you wouldn't do this for any of us in a moment '' Tony rolled his eyes. I was getting into a bad mood very quickly. Normally if I felt myself getting into a mood I would retreat to the garden and calm myself off, but here I was, stuck with multiple idiots doting on me. I felt bad the second the thought came around. They were just trying to help and I was moody as hell. Being in pain simply wasn't fun.  “Plus we had to make sure our sunflour was ok” this made me smile a bit, and they all let some tension go.

  “You’re my gal June, you know I had to come” that made me roll my eyes. But it made my heart skip a beat in a beautiful way. He really was worming his way in. 

  “Can i go back to my room yet?” i asked. Dr cho nodded and i pushed myself off the bed. Before i could go anywhere Bucky scooped me up again. I glared at him, but at least this time it didn't hurt as much “buck i swear if any of you pick me up again without asking we're going to have issues” his eyes widened and he nodded quickly. The others again, were stunned “i'm in a shit mood ok? sorry” that sent tony into a spiral of laughter as Bucky gently carried me bridal style out the room. Thor, loki and peter stood awkwardly outside. My impulse control went out the window for a moment as i flipped them off. Peters eyes widened, thor took a scared step back and loki simply stared. “I'm not a spectacle” I called out as Steve kept on walking.

  “She's in a bad mood. '' Toni announced, “Write this day down in the history books boys because that has never happened before” I rolled my eyes as we took a few more twists and turns. Bucky's eyes looked worriedly at me. I reached up and patted his head like I had done so many times before and smiled a little kind smile.

  “Sorry Bucky bee” I whispered as we got to my door. He shook his head and laughed. It was an odd feeling “i know you're trying to help and that wasn't nice of me” 

  “Here you are, with internal bleeding, cracked ribs and you're apologizing for being in a bad mood? This is the first time you've been really hurt in forever, i don't blame you” we entered my room and he laid me out gently. “Apology accepted ONLY if you actually follow the doctors orders” I groaned as he watched me “sunshine you know you're family to all of us, we're just worried” I rolled my eyes, feeling a bit hurt “you’re our sunshine, we have to protect you” this annoyed me. I was 23, not 12. But I bit my tongue and just allowed the good in what he said to get through. He held his breath for a few seconds. He was so close to me, I thought he might kiss me“Tell Friday if you need me” and with that he was out the door. I groaned and looked at the ceiling. It wasn’t as if you were head over heels for the Sargent, but it was slowly getting there.

  I scowled and just lay there. “Friday please play the music i like” the familiar tunes started. Tony had many times told me ‘you don't need to be nice on friday. She doesn't have emotions’ but it felt right to say please and thank you to her. 

The next three days were a blur of everyone checking in and looking after me. It didn't bother me as much as the fact that loki came in to make jabs at me. I threw my lamp at him, which shut him up and he had not visited since. He was really starting to make me hate myself again. I felt heavy and depressed. My mood hasn't really gotten better; everyone was trying their best to cheer me up, but it wasn't working well, the only one who could manage to cheer me up was Bucky. He brought books to read and would let me rest my head on his lap, he even rubbed my head gently. It was lovely. At one point I had fallen asleep with him sat there, and when I woke up, he had maneuvered himself so that he too could rest. When he woke he blushed and apologized leaving quickly. It was sweet. 

But I was stuck in this stupid bed, it was at least the last day of it. And as Friday announced my imprisonment was over I jumped out of bed and threw one some clothes and went to my garden. It was a fast walk, an attempt at running proved I wasn’t as healed as I hoped but I was there quickly enough. I collapsed to the ground and hugged the earth. The plants spoke to me, and comforted me. My mood improved but I still was feeling agitated, so I let myself lay in the sun, soaking up her rays as I let the earth and sun heal me. Bucky loved it here too, and sometimes if he was lucky I’d make some plants especially for him. But who was I kidding, I would do it even if he wasn’t lucky. 

  The garden wasn’t large, but nonetheless I was grateful for this little bit of heaven outside the avengers compound. It stood out starkly from the area around it, and it was a place most of the group liked to go to relax. It was a safe space for most of us. I let my hold on my power go and just let myself emit a glow, and let the grass around me grow taller and taller. It would have been a strange sight to see. It took an effort to be able to leash it at all times, and if for a while I didn’t get to let it out, it started to ache. I reigned all my power in and put a cork on the bottle. It was nice. That changed quickly as I felt footsteps along the ground. I sat up from my cradle of grass expecting to see Bucky and found Loki looking at me pointedly. 

  “What” I snapped. He was taken aback. The only other time I’d spoken to him like that was when a lamp met its untimely end. Bucky had cleaned it up, the total sweetie. 

  “You look stupid” he snarled. My chest clenched tightly as I lay back down onto the now overgrown grass. “Maybe do some work instead of being lazy” he chided. Tears Pricked my eyes so I turned onto my side and curled up. I’d rather look stupid than look weak. “Gods why do we put up with you”

  He walked closer To me. A sob broke from my lip. I couldn’t control it. I lifted my arm up and bushes started to grow quickly around me, and then the vines and grass followed. I grew a tree around me, and wrapped myself in its roots. I was done with all this. There were so many layers between us I couldn’t really make out his shouts. But I didn’t care. I just laid there and cried, glowing like a firefly. My ribs hurt badly. I felt him tearing at the outsides but I simply wrapped myself tighter in roots till I was essentially in a tree trunk of a great oak. My light lit up the beautiful insides but my eyes could barely see a blur. I pushed myself up and clutched my legs close. I let out a scream of anger and slammed my head back into the tree. Once, twice, three times till my head was swimming so badly I couldn’t hit it again. I clawed at my skin which felt like it was on fire. As if ants had crawled under my skin. That phrase was one used many times in my childhood. It was used when they slashed up my face so that I could never leave them. I clutched fistfuls of my hair and tugged at it. There was thumping outside the tree, there were at least 6 people. I kept the tree strong. Three days worth of not using my powers once made it easy to maintain. The well was full. 

  I slammed my fists into the bark and watched as my knuckles bled. All I could think about was his hands on me. The man who gave me the scar. I let out another yell and kicked out. Slamming into everything around me. His eyes haunted me. A deep brown that I could never unsee. And then It was as if I was paralyzed. Watching me getting my scar from an outside view. I watched as he doused me in water, I was already shivering. The carved across my face, mt trying to struggle away from him. My plants were failing. I couldn’t concentrate. And then there was a small hole. It got bigger and bigger as an ax hacked away at it. I watched as Bucky's face appeared. I shrunk away from him. He moved back and hacked away some more. I didn’t try to grow it back. I didn’t have a chance. He was here. I knew he was here for me. This time to take out my eye like he promised if I ever tried to leave again.

  When the hole was big enough Bucky scooped me out and pulled me close. My team was standing around me as I hyperventilated. All looks of pity in their eyes. I tried to get away from Bucky but his arm held fast. Tony checked out my wounds as I struggled. Bucky whispered sweet words in my ear. “You’re safe” he murmured. He kept me close until I was no longer having the panic attack. I hadn’t had one in well over a year. My chest hurt so badly. I whimpered as Bucky stood and curled in closer to him. He draped his jacket over me, I looked at the faces around me. 

  Loki stood there looking devastated and with a bruise forming on his cheek. I looked at him dead eyed. He opened his mouth burns punch from nat shut him up “shut the fuck up, don’t speak to her again” he was splayed out on the ground as Bucky started to move. The team followed close behind. The vibranium arm I had come to find so beautiful cradled me close. As if I could break at any second. I looked up at Bucky, and caught him glancing down at me. I stared through him. 

  I felt myself being placed down. I didn’t move, I didn’t struggle, I simply let myself disassociate. I knew there were things happening around me, but nothing registered.

  I felt someone shake me gently and turned to stare at Toby holding a plate with various fruits. My senses came back and I realized I was on my favorite portion of the sofa, a blanket wrapped around me bucky holding me close. I shifted a bit and took the plate with a small smile. “Thank you,”I whispered. Tony's eyes lit up as he patted my head. 

  “Can’t let our little sunflower be hungry” I smiled a little wider as I ate a slice of apple. Bucky rubbed my back gently. “Are you ok?” he asked. I nodded gently and sighed. 

  “Feeling better than 5 minutes ago” I responded “honestly I’m not feeling too great”

  Bucky pulled me in closer and I let my head rest on his chest. “Want to talk about it doll” he whispered. I shook my head. Tony walked away, leaving me and Bucky together. I turned and looked at him, tears stinging my eyes as I placed the plate down and buried my face into his neck. “It’s ok sunshine, let it all out” he soothed. I just sat there and let myself cry. 

  “He used to always say those sorts of things,” I whispered. Bucky tensed up for a moment. I’d discussed most of my past with him. He ran his fingers through my hair and cradled me close. “And when Loki said it, it was like he was there. My body felt like it had ants under my skin biting me” he hummed and continued to untangle my hair. “I was there, I was being tortured again by him.”

  “I’ll never understand how a father could ever do that to his child,” Bucky muttered. I just shoot my head. “I want my child to grow up loved” I nodded at that. “I want them to have a beautiful mother who loves them, and is kind, someone like you” I lifted my face from his neck and looked at him. “You deserved so much more” I gave him a tender smile and scooted off him a bit. He whined and tried to pull me closer but I rearranged myself so I could lay my head in his lap and look up at him. 

  “I’m trying to make myself believe I deserved better but it’s hard” I admitted. His brows furrowed. He grabbed a slice of mango this time and held it to my mouth. I ate it gratefully “I still have nightmares, you know that” he did. Many a night was spent in the living room playing board games or reading with him after we had woken up. Sometimes I was alone doing it, sometimes he was. I had told him about a few of them. “Sometimes they leak into my days” he nodded and started to trace little patterns on my arm. 

  “I know the feeling” he replied. “I hope someday you see yourself how I see you” I smiled and reached out to hold his hand.

  “And how do you see me?” I teased, not expecting a response, but his eyes got serious. 

  “You are stunning, the way you smile and it lights up the room. You do all sorts of little things for people even if they don’t notice” I looked at him incredulously “it’s pretty obvious you’re the reason why all my favorite midnight foods are always stacked up, and I know you’re the one who leaves the little care packages for all of us when we’re struggling” my face heated up and I covered most of it with my hands. He gently peeled them away and looked me in the eyes. “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met” I smiled at him. My heart is humming happily. “I-“ he hesitated. I looked at him and placed my hand on his cheek, running my fingers across his cheekbone. We had moments like this before but none this tender and vulnerable. 

  “I think I’m in love with you” I blurted out all of a sudden. His eyes grew wide as he held me a little closer. “You don’t have to say anything, or even feel the same, but you are so precious to me” his smile lit up the room as he leaned down and gently kissed me. 

  “You took the words right out my mouth” he jested. I lit up as he pulled me into a seated position so I was semi straddling me. He took my chin and gently moved it so I was looking him in the eyes. “You are so stunning” he whispered and kissed my cheek. My cheeks stung with heat. “You are so kind” he kissed my other cheek “and I’m in love with you” he gave me one final peck on the cheek before pulling me in right. I sighed happily and let myself be bundled up. “I trust you,” he murmured. I was honored. 

  “I trust you” I replied and nuzzled his neck. I didn’t notice loki watching us. I didn’t notice his tears. And in that moment Loki's heart broke a little. I’m his haste to push you away. He has pushed you into someone else's arms. 

The next few days were spent with Bucky watching carefully over me until I felt no pain. He helped me do everything, including laundry. He rubbed my back and gave me frequent pecks on the lips. The team had noticed instantly and were all congratulating us. Tony threatened bucky, and Steve clapped bucky on the back saying “finally” I smiled a lot more in those days, getting closer and closer to myself. I’d only seen loki in passing and bucky often scared him off with a look. I was grateful to the team for keeping him away from me. I didn't think I'd be able to face him, and I was sure if he made another comment I could rip him in half. There were no missions for me for a bit, all of our schedules were relatively clear. An off season for the bad guys I suppose.

  “Sunshine?” Bucky said as I stood in the kitchen cooking. I hummed happily as he wrapped his arms around me. “You know i could have cooked breakfast for us doll” i rolled my eyes as i placed another pancake on the steadily increasing pile. 

  “Its for all of us silly” i responded. “Plus you were sleeping so sweetly” he slept beside you that night. We were both just happy to cuddle and be close. We had both slept so deeply and soundly. Not a nightmare in sight. Sam walked in and made a fake gagging sound, which earned him a vicious glare from bucky.

  “Shut it sam” he growled burying his face in my hair. I chuckled.

  “I didn't say a thing. '' he responded snidely “sunny are those pancakes?” he asked. Bucky's nostrils flared angrily. “Are you making us all pancakes!?” He let out a squeal as he dashed over to the table. 

  “Yes birdie, I’m making everyone pancakes” I announced. I rolled my eyes and placed one of the big plates filled with pancakes in the center. Sam instantly had 3 and was scoffing them down. “Friday please tell the team there are pancakes” 

  “Yes miss June” Friday responded 

  “Thank you Friday” I replied to her. Sam gave me an odd look. “Oh shush sam you bird” I teased. Tony was the first through the door, he rushed in and sat at the table, dishing out some pancakes to himself, covering them in syrup. “You guys are acting like we’re gonna run out” I commented as bucky joined them. Another pancake was ready for the table. Everyone trailed in slowly, Peter had stayed the night at the compound and came in looking groggy. Last but not least loki. Everyone fell silent as he sat down. As I finished off the batter I took the seat between nat and bucky, loki sitting nearly across from me. 

  “Thanks sunflower,” nat said, nudging me with her arm. I nudged her back and smiled.

  “Thank you miss June ma'am, '' Peter said, and everyone took it as their cue to thank me, all except loki. Thor poked his brother with a scowl.

  He cleared his throat “thanks” I gave him a small smile as we all started to finish up. 

  “Nose goes for dishes, '' Tony shouted. I was not fast enough, Loki and I were last. I gave him a look. “Sorry flower, reindeer, you’re it” I opened and closed my mouth and got up with a huff. Bucky gave Tony a warning look. 

  “No more pancakes for you then tony” tony made puppy eyes and stuck his tongue out. Loki stood and helped with the plates. I didn’t see a word for him as I started to rinse them off. 

  “Can we talk?” Loki asked. I gave him a side eye. The team was filling out, but Bucky stayed, keeping a close eye on us “alone?” He gestures to bucky. I looked over at Bucky and nodded. He stood up and walked by me, kissing me on the forehead briefly.

  “Shout for me if you need me” he declared, glaring at loki. 

  “What?” I asked. 

  “I’m sorry about a few days ago,” Loki said quickly. I looked at him stunned and took a few steps back. 

  “You don’t have to lie to me loki. We all know you don’t like me, you hate me even, and whoever put you up to saying sorry, should know I don’t want it” I looked at him coldly. 

  “I truly am sorry” he whispered, looking at his feet. “I don’t hate you,” he murmured.

  “Really?” I snarled “so all of that was because you like me and don’t hate me? God loki you make me fucking hate myself” I turned away from him and continued on the dishes. “Tell whoever sent you, you said sorry. I May forgive you one day, but don’t for a second thing I will forget” he looked heart broken. 

  “I love you June,” he blurted out. I was so shocked I broke a plate and slashed my hand open. I cussed under my breath and brought my hand out of the water. 

  “Loki, how you treat me isn’t love” I whispered “if you loved me you’d make me feel loved, you make me feel like a worm” I shook my head. 

  His eyes welled up with tears as he watched my hand drip blood. “I’m so sorry love” he whispered, coming closer to me. I flinched away and it looked like he had been hit. He fell on his knees in front of me. “I’ll do anything to earn your forgiveness, your kindness again” I looked away from him and squeezed my eyes shut. I willed my tears to not fall, and my heart to slow. “I was scared of being in love with you, I was scared you’d break my heart, or I’d break yours”

  “Loki you broke me over and over just so I would stay away from you” it was barely a whisper but it shook the walls. “Stay away from me” I said, a little louder. “If this is what your love looks like I fear for the people you hate”

  His head dropped, I finally looked at him again as he shook with sobs “please” he pleaded. 

  “Loki I may have considered you a friend once. Even when you weren’t kind to me. I was kind to you. I even made Tony stop with the cruel pranks because I saw how much it hurt you. And then you became worse and worse to me. I nearly quit the team because it was so bad” I admitted. It was hard to say to him. “I think there was a time where I could have loved you” and that admission was even harder. “When I thought you just weren’t used to me, or needed more space than I could give, but that changed '' his devastated sobs filled the room. 

  “I’ve ruined everything” he cried out. I walked up to him and rested my good hand on his shoulder. He pulled me in and buried his face into my stomach, using me to dry his tears and quit his sobs. I let him. “But please, at least let me love you from afar” 

  I closed my eyes “loki, if you don’t ever treat me that way again, we can work our way to friends but I do not trust you” he pulled me in closer and I nearly fell. My hand was still bleeding. With some difficulties I pulled away from him. “If you want to earn my forgiveness, start by being kind” and with that I walked out the room. 

  “I love you” he cried out just before the door slipped closed behind me. 

  I caught bucky eavesdropping, it didn’t bother me at that moment. I just walked by him, my hand still Dropping blood and headed to the med bay. “Shit doll your hand!” I looked at him and threw myself into him and let out a gurgling sob. I felt his arms lift me and I didn’t complain. Not even when he set me down in the med bay and got a doctor to Stitch me up. 

  “Home please” I whispered after it was all done. He nodded and lifted me again, taking me to his room and clutching me close. 

  “Doll?” He whispered as I continued to cry. 

  “Yes?” I whimpered. Looking up at his face. A tear slipped out his eyes and I wiped it away “don’t cry my rose” 

  “I can’t help it, whenever I see you cry I get sad on your behalf, I get angry on your behalf” he replied nuzzling me lightly “I hope you know I adore you” he ran his finger across my scar, something he had taken to doing when we were in private whispering sweet nothings to each other. “I hope you know that I’d hurt you” I nodded as he placed his palm on my face. He started to kiss my scar. I tried to pull away like I had the last time but he didn’t let me, and I relaxed into him. The last time I had told him ‘I don’t want something as beautiful as your lips, on something that ugly’ 

  “Don’t be upset on my behalf” I huffed out as he pulled me on top of him so I was half curled on him, and half curled on the bed. “I hope you know I would always choose you” I alluded to Loki's confession that felt heavy on me. I felt guilty.

  “I know” 

  “No matter what” 

  “I know,” he said again. 

  I pushed off him and moved to his dresser. “Closed eyes please” I whispered as I stole one of his many shirts and boxers and put them on. He hadn’t seen me fully naked yet, and my insecurities were evident. As I looked over I saw he had also stripped down to just his boxers. His eyes were wide “babyyyy” I whined. He had seen my scarred back. “Stawp” i walked over and flopped next to him, grabbing his metal hand and placing it on my cheek. “They’re just scars” I whispered as I traced where his flesh met the arm, sending a little bit of light and heat into it. He smiled and kissed me gently, pulling me down and cuddling me close. 

  “You’re safe with me” he said as he tightened his hold. 

  “I’m safe with you” I mimicked. Something we had done many a time “you’re safe with me” 

  “I’m safe with you,” he responded. I nodded and nestled in “i don’t think I’d be able to control myself if he hurt you again” 

  I shook my head sadly. “I don't think he will,” my voice was soft. 

  “Mine” he murmured and nuzzled my neck. I laughed and relaxed. 

  “Yours” I said with a smile, quickly dozing off. 

  In the following weeks Loki had gone out of his way to be kind. It was jarring. He was really being wonderful but Bucky always kept a close eye on him. The moments we had together became more and more common as I essentially moved into his room. It was strange to be so close to someone who I had thought would never want to share this type of space with me. But it was beautiful. 

  But as things always do, things changed. “Hello you beautiful, stunning and kind sunflower, I brought you some flowers from the market you like” loki said and placed the vase on the kitchen counter as I finished up the last of my meal prep for the week, which now had doubled seeing as the human incarnation of a golden retriever likes to eat it with me. 

  “Thank you loki, but please keep the endearments to a minimum, we talked about this” it had made me and bucky uncomfortable, mostly me. “Just June please” 

  He nodded and smiled. “I got you another gift, Thor retrieved it from Asgard for me” I looked at him quizzically as he pulled out an ornate wooden box. He handed it over sheepishly and when I opened it I was too stunned to speak. A beautiful golden sun pendant sat there, with a chain to go with it. It was encrusted with little white gems, with a large one at its center. I looked at him strangely. 

  “What is this?” I whispered “you know I can’t accept this' ' I pushed my hand out towards him with the box.

  “Please beau- June” he corrected himself mid sentence “I’m going to be leaving for a while. I’m not sure how long, but this necklace will let me know that you are safe” I furrowed my eyebrows. 

  “Where are you going?” I asked quizzically. 

  “Thor and I are needed in Asgard” he whispered “I just can’t bear the thought of something happening you and me not knowing until it’s too late” I nodded my head gently and clutched the box tightly “this is goodbye for now”

  “Goodbye loki, be well” he smiled gently and walked off. Bucky walked in a few minutes later and watched me eye the box. 

  “What ch’a got?” He asked, wrapping his arms right around my waist and planting his face in my neck.  

  “Loki is leaving for a while” I responded, avoiding some of the questions. 

  “I heard” came his tentative response. I opened the box and showed him the necklace. 

  “Apparently this necklace will let him know if I’m safe or not. I’m not sure about it frankly” I leaned my head back “would you be on with me wearing it? I’d feel bad if I didn’t, this looks incredibly expensive” he growled gently into my neck. 

  “Fine, but only because I trust you so much. '' I chucked at that. “Mine” he murmured and put me gently. I held his arms around my waist and nodded. He took it from me and placed it around my neck. It hummed faintly with what I assumed was magic. I smiled and gave him a light kiss.

  “Yours” I responded. His smile lit up the world as he nuzzled into my neck. It was moments like that, which I desperately wished I could save in a bottle and keep forever. The little moments of love. I held him close to me for a while longer till we both decided to lay on the sofa together. 

  “I wish we could give this life up,” he murmured. I looked at him strangely. “start a little family, somewhere no one will know us” I smiled at him and kissed him ever so gently. 

  “One day we will” I promised. And at the time, I had really thought that we would. 

Weeks later a large mission came in “You’re Not going!” Bucky said loudly as it was announced me, him, Sam, Steve and tony would be raiding a hydra base. “I don’t want you going there” I rolled my eyes at him. This was something that had happened a few times, and every now and then I had stayed behind, but only because he managed to get a replacement for me. I hated not going but he begged and begged until I caved. But this time was different. 

  “Bucky you know I need to” I whispered and held his hand “you know that I do” I squeezed it. The base was the same one I was dragged into and abused. And I needed that closure. I needed to see it all again and say goodbye. I needed to go in there and have the control that I did now.

  “No way in hell I’m letting you go though that” he barked. “What if you get hurt?” he fretted over me. Others were filling out slowly, and watching cautiously. I felt a bit awkward. Not used to anyone showing this amount of concern. 

  “Bucky” I soothed “I need to do this for me” he dropped his head and let it hang “you know it'll be good for me, plus if I get hurt then I promise you get to nurse me to health and I won’t complain once”

  He caved and said “ok but I’m sticking with you” I rolled my eyes as we stood and headed to the gear room. He stayed glued to my side as I picked up my guns, knives and body armor. It was Kevlar but still flexible, it was my stealth suit which was black instead of the near white one I wore on more public missions. I was ready in minutes and bucky watched me as I nervously fidgeted on the way to the jet.

The ride was short, we listened to music but when we finally landed I was on edge. 

  “You guys know the drill, '' Tony announced. We all murdered out agreements as we exited. I kept low as we barged through the door, I took out two men, bucky close behind. The halls were so familiar. I felt as if it was all closing in on me. 

  “On your 7” bucky warned as more approached. We were a distraction. As we powered through I came across the door I dreaded. The place I’d been held. I froze up. The sun I had painted on the door had nearly all chipped off. I couldn’t move, and then we were surrounded. I struggled to breathe for a moment. 

  12 men started to take us on and I struggled. The first one took a knife through the throat, the next two were shot by me. There were only a few left when I felt white hot pain lance through my middle, then another jab through my chest. I felt myself fall as if I was another person. Bucky took the rest out and was clutching me close. 

  “No no no no” Bucky murmured. “June is down, we need backup” he yelled into his ear piece. I looked at him strangely as I placed my hand on my chest, it felt warm and sticky. 

  “I’m sorry” was all I could muster. It all felt like it was slow motion. I didn’t actually think it would happen like this. Not here, not with the man I love. It was the place I so desperately wished to destroy, yet here I was, dying.

 “No no baby this is my fault” his eyes watered “hold on you’re gonna be ok” 

  “Bucky?” I groaned as he put pressure on my chest making me cough. He looked desperate. 

  “What is it doll? '' he caressed my head in his lap. 

  “I love you” was the first time I had said it. It would be the last. I knew that moment I was done for. 

  “I love you too,” he responded. “Please baby stay with me” honestly I didn’t want to. I felt so good and warm. I shook my head sadly. I held his hand close. 

  “I think I’m going to die” I whispered, and I was fucking terrified. “I’m scared” my eyes blurred with tears and his frantic yells got louder. 

  “You’re Not going to die here June, I won’t let you die here” he kissed me gently and continued to put pressure on my wound.

  “I’ll miss you” I said sadly, holding his hand that tried to no avail to quench the bleeding. I was running out of time quickly “you’re my hero James” it was a simple sentence but sent him into a spiral of sobs. I was getting warm and sleepy. It was getting harder and harder to stay away from the dark. 

  “Don’t leave me,” he begged. I smiled at him, a heart broken smile that I so hoped conveyed all the love I have for him. I willed all my hopes, dreams, and sheer love into that look, before I closed my eyes. I could hear his yelling and pleading. But I let myself go. I didn’t want to fight anymore. 

Death wasn’t so bad. Not as bad as I had expected it to be. Floating around as a ghost was kind of nice. Yes it was lonely, but it was also nice. People moved onto the next stage of the afterlife often but I seemed to be still tied here. 

XxXx

I lifted out my body as I heard him scream my name. I watched the others arrive as he was already mourning, and I watched Loki arrive a few minutes after the rest, wild eyed. I tried to comfort them all, but my words landed empty. His scream shook the earth. I felt bad for him. He had loved me, and I had never loved him. And now he never could see me again. 

My funeral was nice. My friends all came to pay tribute, and there was a public funeral so the media could share the message. I wanted a party, I’d told them all that as a half serious joke many times, they celebrated with me. I enjoyed sitting with them. “I will wait for you in June” Bucky had promised. Loki wasn’t around. But I knew he had taken it badly. 

He was truthful, as annoyed as it made me. I wanted him happy. But I was also a little grateful to keep him with me longer. 

It had been years of watching when Bucky finally joined me. “June?” He asked. He looked young again. 

 “It’s me,” I replied. And when he scooped me up, I felt us heat up, and be dragged to the next stage of our lives, together at last. 

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[autistic-cowboy]

I was wondering if anyone wanted to do a Winterfalcon rp? I'd be Sam preferably and i have a plot and starter ready <3. The plot is based during The Falcon and The Winter Soldier. If anyone is interested just comment on here or pm me.

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[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

INTERLUDE- THE TRIO

DRABBLES FEATURING: 

-doctor! barnes x innocent! reader

- lumberjack! steve x hybrid! bunny

-dbf!peter x reader

-cnc bucky barnes (winter solider rp) x reader

-dark! best friend steve! x reader

-mob!peter x maid! reader

BONUS: dark! frat!peter, dark! frat!steve and dark! frat!bucky x shy! reader

warnings: SMUT, medical kink, squirting, pet names, praise kink, degration kink possessiveness, bondage, (bunny) ear pulling, daddy kink, teasing/ edging, breeding kink, spanking, gaslighting? kinda, innocent/ corruption kink, cnc, belt spanking mentioned, buttplugs used, dark themes, such as drugging, knife play, gagging, fingering, drugs and booze used, porn mentioned

notes: hi!! this is kinda different from what i normally post, but i wanted to write for these characters. i wanted to post before i start more requests. im sorry for my inactivness these past few days, please take this as a little “pls forgive me treat” <33 

-claire bear

DOCTOR BARNES

“Okay sweetheart lets take a look.” he cooed, the sound of the globe snapping on his skin making you flinch.

The warm leather that rubbed against your ankles from their places in the sturps. They forced your legs apart, leaving you exposed and vulnerable to Doctor Barnes, your juices dripping down and smearing with the wax paper below.

“Oh angel you're shaking.” he pouted, noting your shaky legs, quivering in their restraints. You gulped, breath coming in shallow pants as he sat on his stool, it’s wheels gliding towards its place between your legs.

“M’scared.” you shyly confessed, his smirk growing at your words, at your frightened tone.

“No need to fret sweetheart, it's just a check up.”

You nodded, hips subtly grinding against his arm as he adjusted the paper underneath you. He clucked his tongue as he brought the dim light down to your aching cunt, making you wince.

“Just as I thought angel. It’s bad, it's not normal for little girls like you to be getting so worked up.” You shuttered, biting your lip as he brought his hand up to stroke your thigh, the cool latex of his glove leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“Wh-what do I do Doctor?” you asked, eyes wide as he neared your clit.

“You gotta stay with me for extra treatment honey. Don’t worry, I’ll take all the tingles away, I’ll make it all better.”

The sound of his watch ticking was in sync with your gasps as he used his fingers to spread apart your folds to reveal your pulsing clit.

“Doctor Barnes it hurts it OH!-” you cried out as his two fingers slowly prodded your entrance.

“Shh, shh I know, I know. It’ll all be over honey, just gotta make you squirt. If you’re good I’ll give you a sucker after, yeah?”

LUMBERJACK STEVE

“I didn’t know!” you whined as Steve tugged on the rope tied firmly around your wrists, bringing tears to your eyes as he dragged you over to the couch. 

“Oh really? You didn’t know? You didnt know you weren’t supposed to go towards the river, although daddy said it a million times already?” he growled, watching your frail body, so little compared to his struggle to get your shaky legs to tug you up on the cushions.

 “Wanted to see the man on the other side who said he’d bring me strawberries Daddy.” you sniffled, moaning as Steve's large, firm hand grabbed your hips, tossing you ass up on the couch, your body utterly at his mercy as your bound arms lay helpless in front of you.

 “That's Mr. Layfeyson honey, haven't I told you about how mean he is? How all the other men are mean? They want to hurt you honey.” he cooed, hand sliding up the curve of your back, slowly stroking your ass.

 “M’sorry daddy.” you sniffled, letting out a high pitched squeak as he pressed down on your fluffy tail.

 “I know honey, you just don't know any better do you? Gotta keep my bunny here with me, locked up so she can't leave.” he sighed, smiling at your moan as he gathered your ears in one hand, tugging on them gently. 

He knew you liked it rough. Even you didn’t quite know it yet. 

He always knew his bunny. 

“Yes daddy.” you agreed, head falling limp against the cushions as Steve began to slowly tease you- edging you for punishment. 

“You’d be so adorable all nice and round with my bunnies honey. Such a good little mama for your daddy.” he praised down at you, smirking as he saw you attempting to grind against him.

DADS BEST FRIEND PETER 

“I’m protecting you from those dirty, stupid boys princess.” Your father's best friend whispered down at you from your place across his lap, skirt bunched up as he rubbed you through your cloth panties.

 “They only want to use you honey. They don’t love you, like how I love you.” Peter cooed at you, smiling at your eagerness as you shited in his lap, whining as he slowly bounced his knee. 

“I know Mr. Parker.” you complied, brain slowly turning to mush as his long, ring littered fingers ran through your strands, soothing you before the blow. 

“Why are you doing this?” you whispered wincing as his one hand raised, smacking your ass harsh enough to jolt your body forward and making you cry out.

 “Because you talked to that boy across the street, and you need to learn your lesson. You belong to me, you don’t get to talk to him.” he taunted, the cool metal stinging your abused fleshed as he stroked it, pinching it gently. 

“He needed directions to Max’s.” you whined, screaming again as he smacked you a second time. 

“I don’t care.” Peter snapped, loosening his tie with his free hand as you struggled.

 “I’m so sorry I won't talk to him again!” you cried out, embarrassed at the wetness staining your panties the more he toyed with your body, punishing it as he pleased.

 “Oh I know angel.” he gritted out, holding your thighs tightly as you wiggled. 

“Cause if you do it again, it’ll be the belt. And daddy doesn't like using the belt on his poor angel. So listen to me.”

DARK BEST FRIEND STEVE

“We’re just playing dress up kitten.” Steve smiled at your sleepy form, eyes fluttering open slightly at his gentle words. 

“Dress up?” you yawned, sleep threatening to take over your body as he stroked your arm calmingly from where he lay beside you, holding your body in his arms. 

Steve had put something in the warm milk he normally gave you before bed to help ease your nerves, something he had done for you since you were kids. You weren't aware of this, of course. 

Your muscles felt heavy as he slowly touched the collar he had placed around your throat, the bell jingling softly. 

“Yes kitty, dress up. Just like we used to do.” he teased, looking down at the little lace socks he had slipped on you, at the tail that stuck out from your ass. 

You were almost too sleepy to notice, the sensation a dull tingling, a heat in your belly. The ears were the final touch, he thought, watching your chest rise and fall with each little sigh you made. 

You gasped as he tugged on the fluffy tail, easing it out of you with a pop.

 “You’re my favorite little kitty. So good to me, my perfect little sweetheart. I’m so lucky to have you as my best friend.” he whispered, kissing your neck tenderly, sucking on it as he smeared the plug around with your juices that had now trickled down to your thighs. 

“Your princess parts get wet so easily kitty. You poor thing.” he mocked, bringing the toy to your parted lips, slipping inside for you to suck on while he stretched you out for him.

 “None of my other friends do this with me.” you admitted softly as his fingers slid between your parted legs, gathering your slick on his digits.

 “That's because they aren't as special as me kitty. We’re the best of friends.”

THE WINTER SOLDIER KIDNAPPING ROLEPLAY

“If you move, it’ll only hurt more ангел.” Bucky whispered, his voice low and soothing through the black mask as he peered down at your tied-up body on the white silk, drops of your blood smearing across the sheets from where his knife dug into your skin earlier. 

You whined, eyes wide as he spread your legs farther apart, the gloves he wore slightly rough against your marked-up skin.

 Tugging at the restraints, you cried out as the rope rubbed against your skin, but the gag he had placed in your mouth while you were sleeping had suffocated the noise. 

“Oh doll, you gotta learn.” he tsked, shaking his head in disappointment as you continued to struggle, making no success as his heavy bodyweight trapped you in place, his hand slipping up to pin your arms back down against your body. 

You murmured incoherently as he wiped your mascara-stained tear away with his thumb, inching inside you slowly. 

“Mghm-” you moaned, legs shaking as he shushed you, cock stretching you out almost painfully. 

He was much big for you. Normally he stretched you out first, but tonight... tonight was different.

 “Daddy's gonna push it in deeper now mkay? No, no no tears ангел, you can take it angel you're so strong for daddy! Such a big girl.” he cooed, grip becoming tighter on your wrists as he pushed in even deeper. 

You could feel this man in your stomach, head turning fuzzy from the pressure in your lower abdomen.

 “You’re making daddy feel bad sweetheart when you cry. It’s okay, it's okay I promise.” he whispered, watching as you turned your head into the bed, the tears falling rapidly as he seated himself fulling in you the lines of pain and pleasure blurring.

 “Hey, hey look at me.” he hissed, gripping your chin tightly, forcing you to meet his dark, stormy gaze once again. 

“Look at me while I fuck you малышка. Look at me while you enjoy every single little thing I give you. Cause you don't have a choice”

MOB BOSS PETER 

It was too high for you reach, the vase perched up upon the bookshelf. You sighed, perching up on your tiptoes, attempting to lean against the old, antique desk that was just in your way, using it as a balance of some sort. 

You didn't want to leave any spot untouched, as you wanted things to be perfect for Mr. Parker when he arrived. Which meant everything had to be up to your standards- meaning it would be spotless. 

Not one speck of dust, or dirt. 

Now if you could just reach a little higher with your feather duster…

“Need any help there honey?” The soft voice made you jump, his breath warm as it tickled your neck. 

“M-Mr. Parker, you’re back early.” you murmured, clenching your thighs together at his sudden nearness, the smell of his cedarwood cologne filling your nostrils. It was soothing, his skin warm to the touch as he tucked a lock of stray hair behind your ear, fingers lingering a little too long. 

They slowly made their way down your neck, rubbing small circles in a soothing motion. “You’re pretty tense honey. Do you ever take a break?” he asked softly, making his way behind you to rub your shoulders. 

You fought the urge to let out a moan, the feeling of his hands massaging your shoulders almost too good to be true. It was heaven, the way his fingers worked the knots and kinks in your muscles. 

Your head dropped, letting out a little whimper as he grinned, knowing he was molding you into his hands like putty. 

It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. You knew it, and so did he.

 The perks of the job indeed. 

“Mr. Parker-” 

“You still seem tense darling. You want me to help you get rid of that stress?” he cut you off, knowing your answer already, hands sliding down to squeeze your hips firmly. You nodded quickly, wanting more than anything for him to slide his hands father down. 

He didn’t though, much to your surprise. They stilled.

 “Words honey. I need words.” 

You gulped. “Yes Mr. Parker. I need you to help take the stress away.”

 “Atta girl. Up we go.” he lifted you fast enough the air whooshed from your lungs, setting you down face down on the wooden desk. Your feet dangled in the air as you smacked your hands down on the wood, papers shifting as your hands attempted to find something to hold onto. 

Anything to ground you from what was about to happen. 

“You’re such a good girl eh? Always working so hard for me.” he cooed, flipping up the flimsy maid dress you wore, exposing your soaking panties to him, cunt aching to be touched. 

“Only for you sir.” you moaned, gasping as he bent down to run his hand up your knee high socks, snapping the little garter you wore against your skin hard enough to leave red marks. 

“Look at that, she's smart too? Just gotta be promised some cock to get those gears turning in that dumb little brain of yours huh?” 

You nodded ferociously at his words, too dumbfounded to speak. His fingers walked up to your thighs, then made their way up to tap your bundle of nerves ever so gently. 

You moaned, clenching around nothing as he rubbed your wetness, the sensations sending little jolts of pleasure licking like flames down your spine. 

“Well, honey it appears you’re gonna have another mess to clean up after I'm done with you. What a shame, hm?”

THE FRAT BROTHERS

“She’s a quiet little thing ain't she?” the blonde murmured from his spot on the couch, legs spread wide as his head lolled back against the worn sofa, red solo cup in hand. 

Steve was his name, Peter had told you before the two of you had arrived at the party. 

And you were supposed to be nice to him. Both of them, really. 

Bucky was the other one's name, his presence reappearing with a cold one in hand, popping the lid off with his thumb as if it were nothing. 

It made you squirm in your seat watching the two of you slide their gazes over you, their eyes hungry and warm. A fire burned in them, and it threatened to swallow you whole.

 “Peters tamed her.” Bucky grinned, slouching next to Steve, kicking his feet up on the coffee table, its surface scattered with empty cups and lighters. “Tried to. She still gets feisty sometimes, the saucy thing.” Peter corrected them, patting your thigh gently. 

You leaned in closer to the man, resting your head against his chest from your throne upon his lap. He bounced his knee to attempt to soothe you, the music loud enough to have the walls thumping from the party downstairs making you jumpier than usual. 

He was considerate about that, at least.

 “She's even prettier than the pictures you showed us Pete.” Bucky smiled, throwing you a wink as you gulped. 

The pictures. Had he really shown them those? 

Peter had taken pictures upon pictures of you, pleasing him, fucking you, cumming on you. You had been in the skimpiest little costumes and get-ups, most times not wearing anything at all for him. 

It was love, he had explained. 

You let him use you for his pleasure, had come to his beck and call crawling on hands and knees to please him- because you loved him. You were here, at this party, the place you least wanted to be out of anywhere in the entire world, because you loved him. 

Don't you love me, bunny? Don't you wanna make me happy? Make my friends happy? 

Yes. You loved him. You loved him more than anything- couldn't live without him. Couldn't leave his side, couldn't let him go. Which is why you snuggled deeper into his chest, inhaling the gentle scent of weed and cheap booze that lingered on his frat sweater, hands curling into fists to grip the fabric. 

“Course she is. Pictures don't do my little whore justice. Do they angel?”

 You knew better than to ignore him.

 “Yes Peter.” you squeaked out as his hand came up to grab your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “I’m sorry?” 

“Yes daddy.” 

He smiled, the other guys snickering as he lifted the joint to his pretty pink lips, inhaling a drawl. Tapping your cheeks, you opened your parted lips wide, allowing him to blow the smoke into your lungs, choking you.

 “No thoughts in that head of hers huh?” Bucky chuckled, watching as Steve snatched the burning blunt from Peter's fingertips. “Just cock. And me, of course.” Peter laughed, making you snuggle back into his chest with ease.

 The drugs were coursing through your veins, making each joint and tendon feel light as clouds. Your head was empty, brain turned to mush as the boys eyed you down, noticing the little tennis skirt you wore slightly hiking up your thigh as you shifted. 

“You want another drawl angel?” Angel. You liked that name. But you couldn't take another, the weed already clouding your senses enough already. If you had anymore you feared you’d be immobilized. 

You looked up at Peter, making sure you had his approval to answer the man. He nudged his head, as if to say- go on. Don’t’ be rude. “No thank you, Steve.” you polietly declined, noticing his smirk grow larger as you said his name. 

“Alright angel, suit yourself.” Bucky quickly snatched the drug from his hands, taking one final drawl. 

“You give her anymore you’ll make her knock out. Look atta her she's about to fall asleep in Pete's lap, the poor thing.” he growled to Steve, his deep, husky voice making you shiver as he defended you. 

“She's less than half your size Stevie. I already wear her out enough when she's drooling and about to pass out on my cock every night.” Peter laughed, running a hand through his messy blonde hair.

 “M’tired daddy.” you yawned, rubbing your eyes as you clung his sweater closer to your body that he had gifted you a few months ago, the smell of his cologne still on it like it was given to you yesterday. 

“I know bunny, you can sleep when we’re done with you okay? I brought your favorite blanket for the car ride home.” he cooed, hand coming down to stroke your hair, petting your head in a way that almost had you purring like a kitten.

 “I call her ass.” Steve announced, leaning back further in his seat as he swung his beer back. “I call her mouth. And her panties when we’re done.”

 “Hey- that's not fuckin fair!” Steve hissed, smacking Bucky's arm harshly. 

“I don't care who gets what, just don't be gentle with her.” Peter snarked, taking his own sip of the cheap booze, and you watched his Adam's apple bob as he chugged it down. He sighed as he finished it, throwing the red solo cup in the corner, leaning down to give you a soft kiss atop your head. 

“She likes it rough. And it’ll tire her out even more for the car ride home.” 

Oh, you were in for a long night indeed.

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[yuriko-mukami]

Little Miracle

Story written from a private RP with @ruki-mukami-dl

Step. Another. Third. How long would it take? Shouldn’t these things be made fast?

Ruki hadn’t caught rest during the night. Not that one sleepless night mattered, he could have that easily but it didn’t change the restlessness that had settled in his body. For the whole time, he had stared into the darkness, going through his thoughts over and over again.

The promise a bit over half a year ago. Ruki had sworn to be careful, to do things right and not to slip. Yet, this was the second failure within less than a month. How had he become so careless and blind? He should have kept a closer eye on the love of his life.

He would take the responsibility, of course. That had never been a question for Ruki. No matter what, he would do what needed to be done and he would do it gladly. But he couldn’t help the squeezing feeling in his chest.

Yuriko had been meandering through the dark hours. It had been like that for a while now. Restless sleep, scattered thoughts, difficulties to focus. Slowly, it dawned on Ruki that it had been like that even before Ayato had…

Ruki flexed his fists, trying not to let out his anger. That filthy dog!

Shaking his head, Ruki concentrated his thoughts back on the bathroom door he hadn’t realized staring at. What was taking so long? Should he peek in? But Yuriko had said she wanted this privacy. So annoying but it couldn’t be helped. His angel had stated her wish and Ruki had promised to respect it.

Roaming through the room, Ruki ended up at the window. The morning was breaking, making the last colorful leaves shine brighter in the woods behind the yard. The garden was still quiet even though Yuma had worked lately to make sure everything was ready for the winter that would soon close in. 

The door creaked. In the instant, Ruki turned around, meeting the pooling teal eyes and pinkish, almost feverishly-looking cheeks as the rosy lips formed just two words. “Umh… Ruki?”

Yuriko was holding the test with her fingers but Ruki couldn’t see the result. He almost dashed to her.

“And?” Something was slithering in Ruki’s stomach, every muscle in his body was stiff and his mind kept whirling. “Positive or not?”

Yuriko lifted the test, hand quivering, and showed it to Ruki. “I… I… umh…” The red on her cheeks only deepened. Couldn’t she speak any faster? Sometimes it was tough to stay calm as Yuriko took her time to say what was in her mind. “I… think that’s positive… according to the.. the instructions…”

“Positive?” Ruki swallowed, snatching the stick from Yuriko’s fingers.

“I… I… guess… I must have forgotten the potion… at some point.” Yuriko blinked, shifting in place. Ruki noticed her eyes turning watery but he said nothing about it at the moment. One of them needed to stay calm and collected.

“Where are the instructions?” Ruki caught Yuriko by her arm, pulling the woman with him back to the bathroom. She stumbled but managed to stay on her feet. Her breathing sounded shallow and Ruki distinguished how her heart bounced way too fast. Before Yuriko was able to answer his question, Ruki had already found the paper on the edge of the sink. Hastily, he searched for the right part. The results. Where was the guidance on how to read the damn result? 

Three times Ruki checked the words and the stick while Yuriko squirmed next to him and twisted her fingers. Not for a moment did her heart slow down. Ruki could imagine how her blood coursed through her veins.

“It’s positive…” Ruki breathed the words. He was going to be a father. 

“...umh… yes…”

So, then it was true. Yuriko had indeed forgotten the potion. This tiny stick was a solid proof of it. Ruki should have made sure she took the potion every day… and at first, he had done that. But that had been over a year ago. When it had seemed Yuriko took her task seriously, Ruki had allowed himself to relax and only made sure there had always been plenty of the said potion at hand.

Leaning his hand against the wall, Ruki hung his head. “I failed… Again.”

“You…? But… but… It was my fault… I failed… Ruki…” Yuriko’s voice trembled together with her body as she laid her teal gaze on him. Those innocent eyes that had captivated him back in the day. Yuriko had put her trust in him and now she was claiming to be at fault. No… that was not the case here.

“It’s not your fault. It’s mine. I failed. I’m your husband and…” Ruki lowered his voice. “...master. It’s my duty and responsibility.”

How had Ruki let this happen? He had always been in control, nothing in the family went past him. Yes, his brothers did stupid things at times but he had taken pride in not slipping from the right course. Yet now… he had not seen the signs of Yuriko being too overwhelmed with studies and everything else. He hadn’t taken care of her being safe while he had been away and… this… too. “First that filthy dog and now, you can’t finish university.”

Ruki was quiet for a moment. That... filthy... dog... had...

“—!!” The thought sank in. It hit directly to Ruki’s lifeless heart like a piercing sword. He could have lost everything less than a week ago. “HE ATTACKED YOU WHILE YOU WERE CARRYING MY CHILD IN YOUR BELLY!” 

Yuriko flinched, fluttering like a leaf before Ruki. Her eyes got more and more watery until rivulets slid down her flaring cheeks. Ruki glanced at her yet for a moment he saw nothing but crimson. Sakamaki Ayato had almost robbed his everything and more, the future his angel was carrying with her. Clenching his fists, Ruki paced around the bathroom. A sticky feeling covered his palms when his nails sliced into his skin while something cold slithered down his cheeks, making his view blurry. “You could have had a miscarriage!” 

I’ll kill him — Ruki wiped his eyes, stopping still. His hand was slightly bleeding but the wound he had just accidentally caused himself was already closing.

“I… I… am sorry…” Yuriko’s words sailed in Ruki’s ears. He took a breath, turning his face toward her. Sobbing and whimpering, his angel looked like she could collapse on the floor at any moment now. 

This anger… I must push it back for now. Ruki stepped closer, collecting Yuriko in his arms and lifting her bridal style. With a few steps, he had carried her out of the bathroom and directly back to the bed neither of them had bothered to make earlier. 

“Ruki…?” A shuddering whisper.

Gently Ruki laid Yuriko on the sheets. “You stay in bed. I’ll do everything for you from now on.” He sat down right next to her and leaned in. His cheek met the still flat belly that rumbled quietly into his ear. 

“Eh?” Yuriko squirmed, but Ruki didn’t mind as he pressed his face against the fabric of her top, kissing it. 

“We will become parents…” The whisper drowned in the cloth.

Yuriko meandered more. “I can’t… just lay all the time…”

“You can and you will.” Ruki lifted his gaze, meeting Yuriko’s teary eyes. This wasn’t something he would negotiate with her. She was carrying his child; he would do everything to ensure the pregnancy would go well. Even if it meant he had to keep her still without her consent.

Yuriko frowned. “But Ruki… I… I’m not sick… and it’s not good for me if I stay still…” She tugged her elbows on the mattress and pushed her body a bit up. Why couldn’t she just listen to him? 

“Yuriko…” Ruki knew that now wasn’t time for punishments but he couldn’t be too lenient with this matter either.

“You know…” Yuriko didn’t avert her gaze. When had she become like this? “I need a healthy body for this… So, I need to move… I need to get at least some exercise…”

But… Yuriko’s words made sense. She wasn’t a Vampire. She needed to keep her body moving so that it would stay healthy. “Haah… You’re right. Then I’ll make a plan. Fixed times with walks in the fresh air. Healthy food and so.”

Lifting her hand, Yuriko brushed Ruki’s cheek. “I want to live normally. Like Nalia does. It’s my wish.”

This woman was a handful. Ruki sighed. “Nalia is taking it easy. Yuuto even cooks for her. You will take it easy as well, wanted you it or not. You will have the life of a pregnant woman in the next months.”

“Yuuto…” Yuriko muttered.

Cold shivers ran down Ruki's spine as a memory from their wedding overtook him. Yuuto had directly asked him to ensure Yuriko's studies and steady future. Without a doubt, Ruki had given his word. And now...

“Yes… It’s not the right time. Your brother will kill me.” Not literally, but Ruki could already imagine the flames.

“No! Yuuto can’t do that. I won’t let him! He just can’t! It’s not his decision!” Suddenly, Yuriko was sitting up, pushing Ruki’s head and making him straighten too. Tiny blue sparkles rushed in the air, and Yuriko moved her hands aside.

Again, the sparkles died within seconds. Just like they had died when Yuriko had fought against Ayato. Something was going on with her fire but that should be worry of another day. Right now, Ruki needed her to calm down.

Brushing Yuriko's cheek, Ruki leaned closer. “I made a promise and didn’t keep it. Yuuto will hate me for ruining your future.”

“This is our life, not his!”

“He wants your best, as do I. Now, you can’t finish university.”

“I… I wanted to do that… but you aren’t ruining my future. We’re building… ours.” Yuriko gasped. “I just love you so much and I can’t believe this… We… are creating new life and… oh gosh… It just makes me so… happy and scared at the same time. I feel like bursting!”

“Shhh…” Ruki pulled Yuriko onto his lap, enveloping her in his embrace. Her fingertips were still hot as they caressed his wet cheeks. He locked his gaze with her pooling eyes. “I love you, Yuriko. Everything will be okay. I’ll make sure of it.”

A vibrating sigh escaped Yuriko's lips. She scooted even closer. “You’re crying…”

Yuriko's scent was wafting around Ruki, making the back of his throat burn. But he wouldn’t be taking her blood for a long while now. He simply needed to live with yearning and focus on their miracle.

Wiping the corner of his eye, Ruki stared at the droplets on his fingertips for a while. “Usually… I don’t cry…” But today everything was gushing over. 

“I… I like it when you show your feelings…” 

Yuriko’s confession made Ruki’s face heat up. “Now you can see them…” He swallowed. This wasn’t like him but he couldn’t help it. And she was crying too. This time he knew those were happy tears, there was no reason to ask as the corners of her mouth curled up. 

Sighing, Ruki slid his hand over Yuriko’s belly. She landed hers over his, lacing their fingers. This was more than he could have asked for. “Our little miracle…” he breathed the words.

At that very moment, Ruki made a decision. He would be a better father than his had been and he would protect his family from any danger that could threaten them. No harm would come to Yuriko anymore. She would be completely safe, no matter what lengths Ruki must take for it.

“I love you, Yuriko. From the bottom of my heart. Now and forever.” Ruki glided their hands on her belly, leaning in. “And I’ll love you just as much.” 

As Ruki was gazing at the nest of his future child, he missed the beaming on his wife’s face but her words reached his ears. “And I love you, Ruki. With all my heart. For all eternity.”

#ruki mukami dl #ruki mukami #yuriko mukami #rukiko #diabolik oc #diabolik lovers fanfic #fan fiction #fanfic #rukiko pregnancy #pregnancy tw

[prpfs]

Hey there! Today I’m looking to do a MxM fandomless rp set in a post-apocalyptic world that I created! I just love the idea of a post apocalyptic rp, where two people are forced to survive together and become closer over time, until they eventually just know that the other person is the only one they can trust. Of course, this rp will likely include things such as violence, gore, and other survival based topics. The exact level of detail we go into is up for discussion of course! I would also love to include smut in this eventually! I have two versions of this, I would love to do the first version but I know it isn’t everyone’s thing so I’d also be more than happy to do the second version! I usually write several solid paragraphs per reply. I can break the discord limit depending on the rp partner! If this sounds interesting then please leave a like! ❄️

1st version: YC had never seen a day without frost and snow. Over a decade ago, a world war had plunged the planet into a nuclear winter, which it still hasn’t recovered from. To make it worse, monsters now roam too, mutated beasts of all shapes and sizes. Some people say the fallout caused them, while others say they were government experiments that escaped when the world ended. Along with these monsters, some humans were mutated too, often with traits of an animal. YC is one of the survivors that still wanders the wastelands trying to make it through each new day. They eventually come across a new town that they’ve never seen before and decide to look through it for supplies. While there, they meet MC, the first other survivor they’d seen in a while. The two of them band together but it soon becomes clear that MC is hiding something. He’s one of these animistic mutants, but will do anything to hide it. Will the two of them be able to survive when they still have secrets between them?

2nd version: 1st version: YC had never seen a day without frost and snow. Over a decade ago, a world war had plunged the planet into a nuclear winter, which it still hasn’t recovered from. To make it worse, monsters now roam too, mutated beasts of all shapes and sizes. Some people say the fallout caused them, while others say they were government experiments that escaped when the world ended. YC is one of the survivors that still wanders the wastelands trying to make it through each new day. They eventually come across a new town that they’ve never seen before and decide to look through it for supplies. While there, they meet MC, the first other survivor they’d seen in a while. The two of them decide to band together, but surviving with another person is harder than they both thought. Is having a companion worth it? Will they be able to learn how to rely on one another in order to survive?

like if you're interested and op will get back to you

#mxm rp #gay rp #fandomless rp #oc rp #ocxoc rp #oc roleplay #original rp #post apoc rp #1x1 rp #dead dove

[roleplayfinder]

Hi all! Luna here, 29. Been looking to start some more RPs so I can write as Bucky Barnes/Winter Solider from Marvel or Kylo Ren from Star Wars.

I’m a fan of the angsty and love to fangirl. Open to most pairings but tend to lean towards OC’s rather than canon.

Please like this post or reach out to me on discord <3 ladylemon#9800

#submission #marvel #Bucky Barnes #winter soldier rp #star wars #Kylo ren #twenty-one and over

[jimhopperisadilf]

Hello everyone! I hope you’re having a great day!

I am looking for a long term rp partner! I need someone who can do/be all of the following!

• double up (oc x cc & oc x cc)

• be 18 years or older!

• be okay with any pairing (bxb, gxg, bxg)

• reply most days, more than once a day if possible

• have respectable grammar and punctuation skills - not perfect just legible!

• enjoy fandom rp’s

• rp long-term

• start the rp - I want to get a feel for your rp style and your character! I struggle to start unless I have a very very very clear storyline for both sides.

• descriptive [semi-lit - advanced lit][10+ lines]

✨These are the current fandoms that I am interested in rping! The more *’s by the name, the more interested I am in rping it. If a fandom is mark through with a — i am uninterested in rping that at this time.

• Marvel ***

• Bridgerton *

• M*A*S*H* ******

• Stranger Things *****

• Buzzfeed Unsolved (Shane & Ryan)(Not representing the actual people) ****

• Loki (Show) * (Only interested in Loki x Mobius)

• Falcon Winter Solider* (Only interested in Sam x Bucky)

• NCIS**

• ATLA

• Dear Evan Hansen ** (Ships only!)

Connor x Evan or Connor x Evan x Jared

• Supernatural ****

• Doctor Who ***

• Criminal Minds *

• Night at the Museum**

Jed x Octavius

• New Girl **

• Star Wars (Includes Mando)*

• Sex Education *

• Harry Potter Marauders Era**

• Harry Potter Golden Trio Era

• Bbc Merlin ****

• Bbc Sherlock ***

• American Horror Story

• Hamilton **

• TURN : Washington’s Spies ********

• The Umbrella Academy **

• Voltron *

• The Walking Dead ***

• Breaking Bad

• The Maze Runner **

• Legally Blonde (Musical) ***

• Falsettos ***(whiz x marvin only)

• Newsies *

• In the Heights **

• Shameless * (also open to gallavich)

• Hannibal (only open to rping Hannigram)

• Game of Thrones

• The Hunger Games (Books or Movies)

• How to Train your Dragon***

• Attack on titan

• Ouran High School Host Club

• Good Omens **

• The Witcher **

• Spiderman (Andrew Garfields movie)

• Red, White, and Royal Blue*** - ship for Alex and Henry only!

If it doesn’t have a * beside it, I will probably say no if you ask me - sorry!

If you understand the following rules please send me a message with the following <3

your preferred name and pronouns / your age / three fandoms + your oc’s love interest / any triggers you have / if you’re okay with smutty content.

#rp #looking for a rp #looking for a rp partner #rp partner search #rp partner wanted #marvel rp #marvel #Bridgerton rp #bridgerton #stranger things #stranger things rp #stranger things rp search #rp search #merlin #bbc merlin #bbc sherlock #doctor who #doctor who rp #fandom rp #turn: washington's spies #abraham woodhull #falsettos #sex education #Criminal Minds #supernatural #NCIS #Dear Evan Hansen #jim hopper #the maze runner #m*a*s*h

[bucky-the-great]

_Kitten it was only a dream_

This is an answer / RP account for Bucky

These are the themes I have for him

Winter solider

Mafia boss

Pre war Bucky

During war Bucky

Vampire

If you want a specific themed Bucky response just add it to the ask

#buckybarnes #bucky barns #bucky angst #steve x bucky #bucky smut #james buchanan barnes #anon ask #ask away!

[badhandbrooksy]

Here we go again. After one of my most stressful winters in business and life in general, I kind of feel some light shining through over here. I had decent success tracking my weight loss journey on this platform over the years and just being able to type out what I'm thinking in general. I know only about 5 people read this and I'm good with that! My gym closed last August and it really fucked me up. I miss the camaraderie a lot. I built up a solid home gym but I don't have any type of cardio equip or a lot of stuff for accessories. So I'm going to try to rebuild my base cardio with some light jogs (read deathshuffle) a few days a week. I'll prob walk with my weight vest a couple days a week as well.

I figured it was easier to just post a pic of my plan rather than type it all out. I'm currently in week 2 of a free program by PRS on the Platform. Steve is very well known for his PL coaching and that free program on his site is legit. That and the current economy - I can't swing a coach right now. I feel like I know my body pretty well and when I'm pushing hard I know when to throttle down, I just need to stick to the program. I'm fairly programorexic.

TL;DR I'm still fat, not as fat as last year when I started but I feel like I am higher body fat for sure. My blood sugar has been all over the place. I'm going to follow my old RP diet template I had great success with that in the past. In the back of my mind I'd like to compete in August again, possibly the same meet I did last year. I love having something on the schedule for accountability and also that final date to test for.

50 is approaching rapidly, 5 months exactly and I owe it to myself to drop this shit once and for all. I'm tired of making excuses.

#obese #training #deadlift #bench #squat #masters #powerlifter #regrowmybeard? #damnnear50 #m2 #weightloss

[miengsol]

3, 8, 12, 20, and 25 !!

truthful tuesday except 2day is monday so truthful monday ( ft. truthful tuesday meme w/ @velvetineblue )

3. what’s your favorite thing about your mutuals?

oh there is so much i love about my mutuals on all my blogs so this is really hard....are you sure i have to pick just one winter 🥺 okay fine, i really just adore?? how supportive and interactive my mutuals are of each other! like everyone has threads, but also they hype each other up/support each other in the tags and also in the comments section of ooc posts and it just really?? makes me feel like i'm in an actual community rather than it being more like everyone is for themselves :'D honestly my mutuals, the ones i write with even more specifically, i can genuinely say, they're not only excellent writers, but also good people and that's more than enough for me at this point in my rp career <3

8. what’s one thing you think you’re good at?

writing replies that engage both my muse and my partner's muse! i usually try incorporate some kind of narration/thoughts about my partner's muse in some capacity ( at least for the longer threads ) because i've found?? reading that kind of writing from my partner makes me the most invigorated to continue a thread- i think it's also helped me become better at really understanding my partner's muse from my muse's perspective / writing narration in general.

12. what’s overrated in the rpc?

mmmmmm gonna be honest, permanent starter calls are, in my opinion, kinda ineffective because unless i know someone is comfy with me and vice versa, i'm not going to write unprompted starters for them or jump into their dms immediately...ppl still do seem to use them though. i'll just say that in my opinion, they've been ineffective at actually starting interactions, probably bc we're all too shy/nervous to reach out jsdlfkjsd

20. what’s the most underrated plot?

friends-with-benefits + slowburn, but like, the wholesome kind....like seeing how touch between two people can be initially more intense but THEN?? it softens and there's pining between them and wondering if the other party maybe just maybe sees them as something more- i think just miss having that kind of dynamic and would one day love to see calum have a ship like that ( and even if i can't, there's always his canon love interest :'D )

25. what’s the worst rule you’ve seen on tumblr?

mmmm, there was a blog that once followed me that required gifs & icons to write with them which like?? makes no sense since they've already seen that even if i do use icons/gifs, my blog doesn't have a lot visuals/aesthetic posts and not to mention you're gonna use gifs while writing smut....? i guess i shouldn't say that i think it's the worst rule i've seen, but more of, it makes no sense to me since rp is supposed to be a writing hobby first and you're isolating a good number of rp blogs that like, have the potential to give great connections....and not to mention, i wouldn't want to use another person's face when writing smut ://

that and i have found that basing a character off of a faceclaim first usually doesnt have the making of a solid rp muse

#velvetineblue #with a gentle heart ( answered. ) #forgive yourself a little ( ferre answered. ) #thanks for this winter <3 <3 <3 #and also for asking me some of the happier ones too bc i promise i am not completely salty :D jFKLSJkflj

[many-but-one]

⚠️Trigger Warning: Loud noises toward the end, somewhat flashing, blood, themes of anger, violence, and pain⚠️

A video that I made to vent some of my frustration. I don’t know where it comes from, but I think the difficulty of being “just a trauma holder” with no real job other than hovering around being sad and angry is frustrating. Yes, I am a protector. Yes, I am a persecutor. Yes, I can sometimes co-host on a good day. But there is so much pain and rage in me. I wanted to share because I felt like people in the system community would understand, of all people.

“King” section is Aridam, our primary gatekeeper.

“Soldier” section is Valentine, Aridam’s second and our primary protector.

“Poet” section is Dorian, host, as I don’t have enough references of Indigo yet and he said it would be okay to use the photos of what he used to look like before his and Winter’s fusion.

And the “Rage” section is me, Vivian. Trauma holder, persecutor-protector, co-host.

Feels stupid to say enjoy but I worked hard on it so…enjoy, lmao.

🪷Vivi👑

Art credit list below because I only “own” the edited artbreeder portraits at the beginning of the king, solider, poet sections and we try our best to always credit artists when we can figure out who they are. Unfortunately we find a lot of our claims on Pinterest.

“King” Section (Aridam)

-Artbreeder portrait: made and edited by us.

-Male silhouette photograph: can't find the source, all sources just say "dark prince aesthetic" which...okay. lol.

-Green wolf drawing: "Dark creatures in a dark forest" by cercat

-Man with a bloody nose: 먹살 on Twitter, though their account doesn't seem to exist any longer.

-B&W wolf drawing: "Fenrir" which unfortunately, any searches for the source of this photo were futile, and mainly ended up on websites with no credit given. Sad. :(

"Solider" Section (Valentine)

-Artbreeder portrait: made and edited by us.

-Man in white uniform: Apostle on Twitter

-White haired anime style man with flowers: Lin jjx on Twitter

-Silver haired man with a heart in his hand: All attempts to find the source led me to basically Japanese Pinterest. :(

-White haired man playing flute: The only places I could find this image were on RP boards with no credit given, which sucks. :(

"Poet" section (Dorian/Indigo)

-Artbreeder portrait: made and edited by us.

-Regal elf in green: warickaart on Instagram

-pretty man in a top hat with a rose: all attempts to find this source point to a manhwa character called Aisha but I couldn't figure out who the artist is or how to link it.

-boy with a frappe: The Magicians fanart by waxanie on Twitter

-boy with smudged eyeliner (B&W image): the only sources lead to various international Pinterests. I've never seen this happen before so it was kind of funny to see Russian Pinterest, Japanese Pinterest, and Korean Pinterest.

-elf boy with black hair: this source search took me to a super dodgy looking fan art site with more ads than Wiki. Needless to say, couldn't find the source which is so sad.

-boy with ripped off wings: the only freaking place I could even possibly see who this was made by was a fantasy artist called mahdiehseyedi88 on fiverr.

"Rage" section (Vivian)

-boy with sunglasses: Taeyong fan art by hoki11 on Twitter

-Blonde boy laying on the ground photograph: Noen Eubanks

-Scratched up blonde boy photograph: Apparently people like to use this guy for edits for "Song of Achilles" but never like to credit who the model or photographer is. Very cool. (Not)

-Blonde boy upside down drawing: Unfortunately just a lot of reposts with no credit on Pinterest. However, this *looks* like it's from artist valentinaremenar on instagram. Not a guarantee, though the styles are similar. If you know who this belongs to, please lmk.

[Red Section of Rage Section]

Note: all of these photographs are not originally tinted red, this is for the style of the video. So I can't give color descriptions well, but know all photos will be named in order and with a slight description.

First (demon like, glowing eyes): "Cleanse" by Nicolas Cauteruccio on Artstation

Second (boy with sticks in his head and mouth): camouflage by Len-yan on Deviantart

Third (black skin, fiery looking hair, please know this original piece is actually blue and red and it is gorgeous): astrono77153462 on Tumblr

Fourth (boy on a bed of white roses): "doodle" by Alle Page on Artstation

Fifth (bloody looking faerie creature) Once again astrono77153462 on Tumblr

Sixth (boy with long hair, cracks, and metallic blood, please know that this original piece is white and gold and gorgeous, colors were shifted for the video aesthetic and I highly suggest checking out the OG piece): "you'll never break me" by shilin on Deviantart

Seventh (satyr with whipping marks): daifei on Tumblr

Eighth (boy with claws dripping blood): I could not find proper credit anywhere. Ugh. So sad because this art is so gorgeous.

And of course, if anyone knows any of the uncredited pieces, please feel free to DM me and I can edit the post for proper credit. Thank you.

#vivian🪷 #vivi posts #personal post #dorian🌹 #valentine🫀 #aridam🪢 #my art #manybutone #did osdd #dissociative disorder #dissociative identity disorder #tw blood #tw flashing #tw flashing lights #angercore

[sinnhelmingr]

hel’s canon divergence shortlist - the mcu edition ; or, hel’s many mentions/appearances before she becomes an actual character in any of the films. spoilers abound my dudes, tread carefully.

first off for my own sanity i’m dividing this up by phases and then films hel has some influence or appearance in. that way i don’t have to waste a lot of time saying ‘n/a’. and with that said, on with the show.

Phase 1 -

Thor (2011) - Mentioned in narrative, appears in a post-credits scene having arrived for her father’s coronation and finding everything gone sideways. Scene includes Hel riding up on Helhest, coming to a halt before the Warriors Three, and asking what is going on within Asgard that no one will tell her where her father is. The Three all look at one another, shout ‘Not it!’ and scatter.

Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) - Mentioned,   active at this time under a nom de guerre in the European campaign. Leah Ironwood is a blink and you miss it Easter Egg on some report or mentioned in dialogue.

Avengers (2012) - Mentioned, though this film will later become a major plot point for her character arc, she makes no physical appearance herself.

Phase 2 -

Thor: The Dark World (2013) - Appears for Frigga’s funeral, mentioned in dialogue, but not particularly fleshed out. A crowd-filler for certain shots and little more, offering condolences and saying later she would like to speak about a matter -- implicitly visiting her father in his prison -- before being shot down and not seen again.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) - Does not appear, but ostensibly the events of this film would see her highly classified service history as Leah Ironwood become public record.

Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015) - Once again relegated to a crowd/background role, appears only in the hallucination/vision of a certain uncle.

Phase 3 -

Captain America: Civil War (2016) - Attends Peggy Carter’s funeral, another non-speaking crowd shot to pile onto her actress’ IMDB profile.

Doctor Strange (2016) - Alluded to, but does make a more solid appearance in the post-credit scene. In my version of events, she is the one that takes Thor’s place, appearing framed in shadow and speaking of needing Strange’s aid, before stepping into the light, revealing herself as half-rotted, and finally stating that her family has interest in finding the All-Father--

Thor: Ragnarok (2017) - First feature appearance, as a minor.supporting character. Appears once Asgard has fallen under her aunt’s sway to aid Heimdall and the refugees, taking Odin’s famed Gungnir and acting as Heimdall dictates. Completely ready to take down Hela and wear her guts as garters to protect others -- or die trying -- before her dad rolls up in the ship to play savior.

Avengers: Infinity War (2018) - Once again a supporting character, Hel witnesses Thanos’ attack on the escape ship and the death of her father, before absconding with her uncle. from there, a bitter, angry Hel spends the narrative out for revenge, done with mortal drama, ready to knock Tony’s head off for Peter being involved at all -- and maybe being perfectly useless around lay Avengers. But mostly she is there to make Thanos pay, and by the end survives to fight another day.

Avengers: Endgame (2019) - Spends the ensuing years as an advocate and negotiator between New Asgard and the rest of Midgard, with only sparse visits to the location itself. Seems to be coping with her trauma by running from what her world has become, which sets up her own endgame. Support during the mission to gather the stones, and has her most stark break with canon: She, not Steve, returns to the past to be with Peggy. The end of her mainline narrative in terms of appearances, but RP and AUs are always negotiable.

Phase 4 -

Dr. Strange: Multiverse of Madness (2022) - Caiman Hel appears in a cameo as her universe’s Sorceress Supreme.

Television -

Agents of SHIELD - With all of the Hydra shenanigans going on in that narrative + Hel’s own meddling on Midgard at this time seeking answers for her father’s behavior, you cannot convince me she wouldn’t dust off the Ironwood name and kick some Nazi ass from time to time. More likely, however, is that Leah Ironwood gets name dropped in the espionage game from time to time for her missions against Nazis and early HYDRA .

Agent Carter - Anyway you will pry mine and Zen’s plot that Hel and Peggy become romantic for a short window of time during this era from my cold, dead hands. Hel-as-Leah absolutely became the eponymous heroine’s lover before being made to leave her due to pressure to return to her own realm at some point, long before she ever got close to telling Peggy the truth of who she was.

Loki - Has been trying to reach out to Loki and get him out of TVA custody. Has a decades long standoff with the TVA. She can’t defeat them, but she has dealt with every agent or anomaly sent to subdue her.  Is shown to have lived a happy life with Peggy and still be a part of Sharon’s life, living a normal Midgardian existence... Aside from the numerous agents buried across the city. First appearance of Caiman Hel.

#there's no helping hel [V: MCU] #tune in next week when i break down what does and does not happen in her version of events!!! #bc what the FUCK is going on with this studio anymore-- #hydra mention //

[infernal-feminae-archived]

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@winters-club​ said:  Wishlist? 👉👈 For any muses you can think of rn lmao

- I’m honestly still down for a possible Vaggie and Vox team up to take down Alastor thread if you are lol 👀

- I kinda hinted at it in our current thread but I’d love for Beelzebub to take Chloe under her wing and be a sort of mentor figure to her and possibly...a maternal figure as well???

- I don’t have a solid idea at the moment but I do wanna yeet one of my gals at your Valentino sjkdshksdhlk 

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[rvmantic]

i wanna make a winter themed rp and have a solid idea but im terrible at graphics so someone pls make smth for fall going into winter, i need it! 

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[prpfs]

Hey there! 20+ F here looking to do a fantasy based MxM rp! My literacy tends to vary with my rp partner but I’m looking for someone who can do 2-3 solid paragraphs per reply at least. This rp may involve 🕊️ content depending on how dark we want it to become. The plot lends itself well to darker themes but the extent of them is up for discussion! I’ve had this plot in my head for a long time and I’m willing to discuss a lot about it! That being said, I would also love an rp partner who’s talkative outside the rp and likes sharing things like playlists, boards, etc about our OC’s. The specific type of fantasy this rp is can also be discussed. It can either be closer to medieval, just with some magic involved, or we could branch out more and include things like non-human races. The choice is yours! With all that being said, here’s the plot I had in mind! (YC=Your Character)

Plot:

Once upon time there was a kingdom called Mirene. It was an isolated but powerful kingdom, sprawling across the harsh lands of the North. The capital city, Frey was situated in a large mountain valley. Despite being powerful, it had been a long time since Mirene had prospered. Many people starve and freeze each winter, and lords works their serfs into the ground without repercussion. All of this because Mirene had a history of cruel leaders, all of whom wore the most sacred object known to the kingdom, the Dragon Crown. By one of the most ancient laws of Mirene, it was declared that whoever wore the Dragon Crown was the ruler of the kingdom, wether they were born into nobility or came from the smallest village in the land. Whoever’s head the crown sat upon was the ruler.

Most people know very little about Mirene’s current king and how he got the crown, other than the fact that he’s had it since he was a teenager. The beginning of his reign was promising, the people believing that perhaps they would finally have a proper king, but half a decade had passed since then, and like many of the kings before him, Cecil’s reign had turned into one of corruption and cruelty.

Something he did led YC down a road of becoming the head of a rebellion against the king. After years of planning and preparation, the rebellion finally storms the castle and YC comes face to face with the king himself. Rather than sentence him to death, YC keeps him alive, demoting him to the position of his personal servant. YC takes the crown from him and puts it on their head, becoming the new king of Mirene. What neither of them know however is that the Dragon Crown has a curse put upon it that corrupts whoever wears it, and over the long months YC starts to become twisted, turning into what they despised. Can the two of them manage to figure out the curse and how to break it? Or will YC become the newest in a long line of bloody kings? Let’s find out together! Like this post if you’re interested! 👑

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