#Alpha!Helmut Zemo

[the-ravening]

Fic: Adopt, Don’t Shop (Winterbaron, A/B/O, Teen Zemo)

Once upon a time, @violenciorp lovingly bullied me and @tales-from-a-maphia-don into writing an A/B/O fic with them. This is the result of that.

Title: Adopt, Don’t Shop

Warnings: Zemo is a teen of unspecified age

Pairing: Helmut Zemo/Bucky Barnes

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 10k so far

Tags: Omega Teen Zemo, Alpha Bucky, Slavery (Omegas aren't quite their own people), Bucky bucking expectations, Age difference, Power imbalance, Shower masturbation, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, mentions of piss (no golden showers though), Public nudity, Humiliation, Physical punishment, Use of Omega Prods (colloquially known as Slick Sticks)—kinda like a cattle prod

Summary:

Helmut Birthday: June 16 Age Group: I Gender: Male, Omega Hair Colour: Brown Eye Colour: Brown Height & Weight: 5’ / 85 lbs Helmut is a sweet, docile little Omega that will adjust nicely to any REQUIRE an Alpha with a firm hand. He plays well in small groups tends to be a little bossy. NOT RECOMMENDED FOR HAREM INTEGRATION. Recently presented, Helmut enjoyed an extensive education before he was surrendered to the Omega Kennel. Fun Fact: Very sensitive to physical stimulation! Go on and try to make him moan by poking him gently!

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[james-bucky-barnes-imagines]

saving bucky barnes chapter 9

"Zemo you just want me so you can get too bucky. Do you think I will let my guard down ?.. I won't ever I will never allow you to take bucky back to hydra. " Zemo replied I'm surprised you actually want a book on cooking from sokoiva". You look down "I've never tried it. but you always smelled so delicious I wanted to taste the food myself. " Zemo smirks, "I would love to teach you how to cook it properly draga. If you would let me in the tower I can teach you". you chuckle, nice try but I'm not inviting you into the tower. you let out a small whine as another cramp causes you to double over in pain. Zemo whispers his voice slightly thicker. you know draga it will only get worse, I've studied wolves if they don't have an alpha mate them they often go feral, or they are attacked by hunters because they are weaker. Clint walks back in holding a frozen coffee. "the Cinnabon place was closed". Zemo why are you here he asks with a death glare". you pick up your books and take them to the checkout counter. Zemo speaks softly "I came to apologize to y/n after I heard about what happened I realized it was all my fault." Clint checks on you over his shoulder what do u mean? I already know u hurt her last night are you telling me you don't remember doing that? Zemo looks down no I heard about the 8 dead bodies they found outside of a bar. they were all mauled by some animal 4 blocks from where she threw me through the wall. Clint whispers that's why she was drunk last night when we found her.

What do you mean? Clint, where did you find y/n? Clint checks on you again before replying. Bucky and I heard her scream and ran to her room to find her in the shower with all her clothes on, trying to frantically wash off she was saying it won't come off it won't come off. we had to give her some medicine to calm her down so we could find out what happened. bucky slept in his room with her to make sure she was ok. she came to the bookstore trying to feel better hence the coffee. you walk back over to Clint. "im checked out can we go now I do not want that smell getting on my jacket I just washed it" Zemo looks up at you "I am sorry for my actions draga but I meant what I said. " you glare at him "stay away from my human Zemo that's a warning. with that you disappear having teleported back to the tower. clint goes to talk to bucky. "bucky did you know she killed 8 people last night ? " bucky looks up from cleaning his guns "no but that would explain why she was so drunk last night I thought zemo had tried to trigger her and she managed to get away but that makes a lot more sense. Clint says zemo showed up at the book store he apologized to her but then threatened her because she won't come with him. bucky gets up and walks out to the kitchen where you are curled up reading under the counter. you look up at him and say softly I'm not mad at you anymore I understand you just wanted me to rest so I didn't get sick. y/n you killed 8 people last night why didn't you tell me that this morning? bucky stands there with his arms crossed looking very irritated waiting for an answer. you look down I don't remember doing it bucky I had no idea when zemo tried to bite me everything went black and then black I woke up next to you. bucky kneels on one knee and gently tilts your head back to make you look directly in the eyes with him . bucky i promise i didnt know . bucky gets up and walks back over to clint . " she says she dosent remember any thing and i can tell her in her eyes the the only thing she remembers is me triggering her to pass out . she has trama from zemo he used to taunt her and he was quite cruel to her he put her in the chair more made her fight more often it was like he was on a mission to make her kill him and then one night she snapped thats the night she still has nightmares about we almost escaped but she blacked out again and i was the only one around she attacked me and we both woke up in the med bay the doctors say the only reason i didnt bleed out was because my heart was beating so slowly from the extreme cold from the winter . i dont know why but she didnt leave me they said she was trying to get me too wake up when they found us. after that they kept her separated from me i would hear her screams i have no idea what he did to her but it must be pretty traumatic for her to switch personalities for hours like that . clint whispers keep an eye on her he might tell the police they might come asking questions. it dosent matter if she doesn't remember doing it she did it . she said something about a scent getting in her jacket at the store she just washed it . bucky looks over towards the kitchen before whispering cherry blossoms she told me before thats what he smells like normally i imagine now he smells like that plus the scent of an alpha. the two walk over to the kitchen to find you asleep with your blanket and a book in top in your lap.

zemo couldn't sleep the scent of you drove him mad he wanted nothing more than to rut deep inside of you . he was fascinated with you while u were at hydra. he had a soft spot for you that was why he would train your harder, he didnt want you being replaced. when he almost lost you he separated you from the soldier, unless the two of you were sparing or on a mission. he couldnt out his finger on it but he didnt want to let you go unfortunately him pushing you so hard caused him to one of the first ones you attacked when you finally did snap it was terrifying. he wanted to teach you how to cook the dishes from his home land sonce you seemed so intrigued by them . he knew he had to bring the soldier back with or without you he snarled at the thought of them hurting you again he get up to take a shower hoping it would help he allowed the water to run he leaned his head back trying to calm him self .

[hereticpriest]

Masterlist

MDNI

Series

Mercy

Rating: Explicit 18+

Relationship: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

To begin with, some warnings about this story: A/B/O Dynamics, Female Alpha, Male Omega, Some chapters may involve messing with the whole 'alphas are always dom and omegas are always sub' because I think nuance exists even in A/B/O dynamics, Fucking with the timeline (this is a blend of Canon, Legends, and original lore), Minimal use of Y/N (Explained in the first chapter), Reader is an alien species of my own creation and thus has a physical description, Familial bonds explored heavily, Clone rights explored heavily, Violence is more graphic than canon-typical however any graphic descriptions will be noted, AFAB reader, Not beta-read so I apologize for any mistakes.

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Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Nine Point Five - Part Ten -

Miniseries

The Typist - Laszlo Kreizler and his bitey wife

Bite - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia

Chew - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia, prequel to Bite

Swallow - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia, prequel to Bite and sequel to Chew

Oneshots

The Bath - Baron Helmut Zemo x Reader ft cockwarming

Pyrrhic - Baron Helmut Zemo x Reader ft 14k of HYDRA being the worst and Helmut Zemo being a consent king

Ctrl and Power - Ernst Schmidt x Reader ft rough sex and secret relationships

Sriracha - Dirk Brûlée x single mom!reader ft sex toys/sybian

Muse - Niki Lauda x photographer!reader ft soft femdom and bondage and breeding

What Happens in Ibiza - Nikia Lauda x photographer!reader x James Hunt ft threesomes, double penetration and anal

Requests and Prompts

Reader likes to come up behind Zemo and kiss or bite him

Roman Sionis fucking reader in his club and being a show off about it (and also he's a total switch)

Roman Sionis making female reader cockwarm him during a gang meeting

Obi-Wan Kenobi noticing female reader's tattoos after sex and pausing to enjoy them

[six-demon-bag]

Thomas's Inferno

Important Info:

This fic is long, but also doesn't truly have to be read in order if you just want the smut. The setup is that Thomas Lang, Dante fanboy extraordinaire, is going on his own little inferno tour which just involves a whole lot of kinks. What that means in practice, is that the fic itself will be an absolute wall of tags, which is ultimately unhelpful.

So: at the beginning of each chapter, I'm including the specific tags that apply to it. Also because of that, I'm formatting this post differently - links to each individual chapter as I post (below the cut), plus their specific tags.

🫡 thank u for ur sacrifice, thomas readers

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Pairings:

Thomas Lang/Bucky Barnes

Thomas Lang/Helmut Zemo

Bucky Barnes/Helmut Zemo

Bucky Barnes/Thomas Lang/Helmut Zemo

Thomas Lang/Thomas Lang

Summary: Thomas’s undying love of Dante’s Inferno and cocaine leads him on his own, personalized tour of the levels of Hell. Unfortunately for Thomas, his demonic tour guides Zemo and James are both very creative in ways Thomas can’t even begin to imagine.

Rating: Explicit

Archive warnings: Yes

Chapter 1: Limbo

predicament bondage, nipple clamps, anal hook, collar, drug use, hand job, begging

Chapter 2: Lust

cheating, jealousy, humiliation, non-con exhibitionism, anal sex, anal fingering, first time, non-con voyeurism

Chapter 3: Gluttony

drug use, drug addiction, blow job, rough sex, prostitution, ass to ass, anal sex, dildo/sex toy, on display, voyeurism, dub-con exhibitionism, public sex, selfcest

Chapter 4: Greed

orgasm denial, anal fingering, anal sex, double penetration, overstimulation, crying, begging, gangbang, spitroasting, oral sex, deep throating, triple penetration

Chapter 5: Anger

bondage, figging, multiple orgasms, whipping, burning, smoking, crying, feet kink, heels, cock and ball torture, blow job

Chapter 6: Heresy

noncon breathplay, choking, blow job, drowning, sounding, rimming, temporary death

Chapter 7: Violence

abuse, blood play, knife play, the playing is very one sided tbh, temporary death, wound fingering, anal fingering

Chapter 8: Fraud

omegaverse, alpha thomas lang, auction, fraud, fake omega, captivity, knotting, bitching, painful sex, alpha bucky, alpha zemo, omega thomas lang, implied mpreg, oral knotting, spitroasting, heat sex

Chapter 9: Treachery

monsterfucking sorta, extreme insertion, rootacles, bondage via rootacle, sounding via rootacle, a snake does things idk what to tell you

Chapter 10: The Center of Hell

vore, hard vore, soft vore, self-vore, gore, guro, temporary character death, blood, size difference, selfcest

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

🌕 Blood Moon: Chapter Seven

Blood Moon: You have been defying nature, and perhaps, even the Gods. After returning to life because of Tony Stark’s sacrifice, all humans now have a designation: alpha, beta, or omega. Angry at the fate you’ve been given, you decide that you will do anything to ensure that your fate is in your own hands. You’ll soon find out that it is never a good idea to tamper with fate, especially when one man makes it his mission to ensure that you understand that you can try to out-fly your destiny, but fate will eventually catch up to you.

Warnings: Language, Ice Bath, Reader Gets Sick.

To Note: A/B/O Universe Post Snap, Zemo x Female!Reader, Timeline Of Events Is More Spread Out (Weeks Rather Than Days) To Fit Plot Line.

Word Count: ~4.2k

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After the incident in the changing room, which was indicative of how you really felt about the Baron, Zemo had told you to pick an outfit to replace what Sharon had given you. It only took one glance in the mirror to figure out that you needed something that provided full coverage.

The bastard had sucked a bunch of hickey’s on your chest!

The attendants refused to meet your gaze as they walked into the room and showed a variety of clothing ranging from dresses to pant suit combos. You ended up choosing a black jumpsuit with a high neckline and bell sleeves. It was perhaps the plainest of your choices, just black fabric, but it was by far the most comfortable thing you had tried on today and with your current predicament, would suit you best.

So you had slipped into the comfortable jumpsuit and added the ridiculously expensive black heels to complete the ensemble. Standing in front of the mirror, you twisted your body around and looked at your reflection. You had to admit, you looked good wearing it. Looking yourself in the eyes, your gaze flittered over your haphazard bun. It didn’t match the luxurious clothing you wore.

You cocked your head to the side and thought for a minute before reaching up and wiggling your fingers into the hairband to pull it free, releasing your hair from the bun. You ran your fingers through your hair while eyeing the coat rack which had several different styles of coats hanging from it. Stepping down from the pedestal, you grabbed the soft grey jacket and shoved your arms through it.

While the jacket slowly warmed you up, you stepped out of the changing room and approached Zemo who was now flippantly riffling through pages of a magazine.

“I am not going to ask the total cost of the clothing I am currently wearing,” You spoke as you came to a stop and tugged on the sleeve of the jacket. Zemo’s eyes flickered up to you and you saw his lips curl at one end.

“Good, you’re learning… but may I also remind you that it is not your money, Liebling?” He drawled out, setting the magazine on the side table and getting to his feet. He turned to a waiting attendant. “Please wrap up the rest and have it delivered my residence.”

Your eyes bulged and you were instantly rejecting.

“Zemo, no, no way!” You protested. You got that look from him again, and quickly figured out that he wasn’t going to be happy with you calling him by his last name in privacy. Or at least when the boys weren’t around. “Helmut, this is extraneous.”

He strode over to me and placed a hand on your back, steering you in the direction of the exit. No matter how much you protested his action, he held fast with his decision and continued to direct you out of the boutique and through the streets. It was pointless to continue your protests so you changed topics.

“Where are we going now?”

“Lunch, there is an old restaurant my family used to visit when I was a boy, Rozengrals. It is old, but it has good food.” Well, you were hungry after suffering through hours of trying on clothing you would never be able to afford. “And we also need to talk.”

Your body tensed at the word ‘talk’ and you were sure he felt it.

“Talk?” You echoed softly, trying to retain an air of calm. “Talk about what? The whereabouts of Karli? The super soldier serum? Bucky’s staring problem? Sam’s proclivity to be a mother hen?”

“You know exactly what we need to talk about, Diana, and avoiding the subject isn’t going to make it go away.” Huffing, you came to a stop at a cross walk and turned to him to give him a petulant stare. His eyebrow only arched up briefly as he reached forwards and ran his fingers through your loose hair. “You are not used to the idea that someone can care for you without an ulterior motive? Or that they will remain by your side? I am sure James and Sam do not count, but you should get used to the idea, Draga.”

You opened your mouth to retort, but he just took your chin and placed his thumb over your lips, indicating he wanted you to stay silent. You forced yourself to keep your retort to yourself.

“No more arguing, let’s just enjoy the city and lunch.” Your raised hackles lowered and puffing your lip out, you agreed and continued walking. Lunch was located in Old Riga, an older section of the city. It was nice to actually see some sights for once, rather than just blow through a city without appreciating some of the culture.

The restaurant had a medieval flair to it on the outside, and oozed every bit of medieval times on the inside with stone, dark lighting, and plenty of rough hewn wood. You got a seat tucked away in a corner, but near an exit.

“Just how old is this place?” You questioned, looking at the antique styled menus and lacquered wood surrounding you.

“Old, there are structures within the restaurant that date back to the 1200s.” Helmut explained. “It is one of the many reasons why my father enjoyed dining here. He loved history.”

“He sounds like a wonderful man, I wish I could have met him.”

“He would have liked you,”

“Liked me?” You repeated before shaking your head. “I’m a hot mess, my life is barely hanging together, and I could probably be labeled as self-destructive.”

“And yet you still have you head on your shoulders, are empathetic and caring, and still see the bigger picture despite what life has given you. You are strong in mind and heart, Diana.” Zemo explained. “You haven’t let yourself succumb to the world we now live in like so many others have.”

“If I succumbed to life as it is, I wouldn’t be able to look at myself in the mirror.” He tilted his head and you were tacking on one last sentence before he could get a word in edgewise. “I know what you are trying to do, Helmut, it’s not going to work. You aren’t the first to have tried, and I can guarantee you won’t be the last.”

“You are still pushing everyone away, keeping them at an arms length, even your own friends. Haven’t you been hurt enough, Diana?” Zemo spoke softly, weaving his fingers together. “You don’t need to remain so alone and cut off.”

“I can take care of myself,” You stated blandly. His lips twitch at your zero hesitance, emotionally absent answer.

“I don’t doubt that, our previous conversation has made that clear. You are independent, self-reliant. You do everything for yourself, by yourself, it is rather impressive… but have you considered not having to?” Your eyes flashed. Not having to would mean giving up on your suppressants, giving up on what little control you had over you life.

“Doing so would mean giving up my freedom, my control. I’ve already lost two families, if I let anyone else in, I’ll inevitably lose them too. By being alone, I can guarantee that I won’t get hurt anymore than I already have.”

“Isn’t that lonely?” 

Yes, it was.

“You’re not even fighting this?” You raised your right hand and gave Sam your middle finger from where you were laying on the couch, all together not feeling that good. You were certain you were coming down with something now, and no, you were not going to admit that to Sam. Call you petty, you didn’t care, you just want to be left alone in your misery.

“I’d like a quiet afternoon, clear my head,” You answered, dropping your arm and rubbing your hot forehead. “My head is killing me.”

“We’re gonna go out and see if we can dig up any information on Madani, don’t know how long we’ll be out. You need us to pick you up anything for that headache just text us.” Sam responded in his mother hen way. You dragged your arm back into the air and haphazardly waved at the trio.

“Good luck, don’t kill each other,” You sighed, trying your best to ignore the pounding hammer currently picking away at your brain. You heard their footfalls recede and then the closing of doors. Breathing out a sigh of relief, you counted down the minutes it would take for their scents to dissipate from the room.

With three Alpha’s in once residence, the scents were strong, but there was really only one that you fixated on. His. Your inner omega preened at the smell and it was taking everything you had not to roll off the couch, crawl to Zemo’s bedroom, and roll around in his shirts. Well, if you filched one of his shirts, he wasn’t bound to notice… right?

“Oh to hell with it,” You muttered to yourself, crawling from the couch to go steal one of Zemo’s shirts.  Shuffling through the apartment, you slunk into Zero’s neat room and took a deep breath, inhaling his scent. Somehow, your headache actually lessened. “Shirt, need a shirt.”

You started opening drawers of one of the dressers and pawed through stacks of clothing until you found an incredibly soft grey undershirt. He wouldn’t miss this, would he? Well, you didn’t particularly care at the moment. It was his fault you were addicted to his scent now… Shutting the drawer, you happily shoved the fabric against your face while making your way to your borrowed room.

Flopping down on your stomach, you curled up on your side and closed your eyes relishing the lovely scent that seemed to drive all of your problems away. While you willed your headache to go away, your nose twitched at the mingling scents in the room. You wish you could drown yourself in Zemo’s scent, because you are so tired of smelling that blasted Omega perfume. Speaking of which, where exactly is that stupid bottle? You hadn’t seen it in a few days and judging by the scent, you probably had spilled it.

Your eyes glared at your bag sitting on a gold inscribed chair in the corner of the room. You should probably get up and find that bottle and throw it out… but you were slowly sinking into a headache free state of happiness. So rather then take care of the Omega perfume issue, you closed your eyes and buried your face further into Zero’s shirt.

Slam. Stomp. Stomp.

“How much does he weight?”

“You asked me that three blocks back, Sam.”

“Yeah and it feels like he’s gettin’ heavier.”

“Just put him on the couch and we’ll regroup.”

Thump.

Wrinkling your nose, you peeled your crusted eyes open to find that you had smothered yourself in Zero’s shirt while napping. Pulling the heaven sent fabric away from your face, your ears perked up even more as the sounds outside the room continued. The boys were back already? How long had you been napping?

Rolling into a sitting position, you glanced at the clock and noticed that it was nearly evening and you had been asleep for a solid five and a half hours. You left the shirt on the bed and climbed out of bed, rubbing your eyes and trying to figure out what exactly was going on. Upon exiting the room, you found Bucky pacing while Sam clicked away on his laptop.

“Where’s—“ You didn’t even have to say more as the two men pointed to the couch where Zemo was, passed out where he presumably had been dropped. Padding over, you saw a red line on his forehead and the beginnings of a bruise. “What the hell happened?”

“Walker,” Both boys supplied.

“Ah,” You commented, nodding in understanding as you reached over and brushed stray hair from Zero’s forehead. That mark was going to get ugly if it didn’t get some ice on it soon. You pulled away and headed for the kitchen. “So what did Walker do this time?”

“Ruined my deescalation,” Sam grumbled, his eyes remaining on his laptop as he typed. You looked to Bucky who’s scowl deepened.

“Let’s just say John ruined any chance we have of talking Karli out of whatever plan she has.” Bucky grunted out before reaching for his phone and fiddling with it. Both men were in a sour mood and probably would remain like that for hours to come. Turning back to the kitchen, you grabbed a towel and retrieved some ice from the fridge. Putting the ice in a plastic ziplock, you poured some salt onto the ice before sealing it and wrapping it in the towel.

Trotting to Zero, you carefully placed the wrapped ice bag on his forehead, making sure that the coldness would seep to his forehead. No doubt he was going to have a killer headache when he woke up. You went back to the kitchen and got out two glasses, pouring out a decent serving of alcohol in each. Glasses in hand, you perched yourself on the armrest next to Zero’s head and looked at both men.

“So what do you plan on doing next?” You asked, taking a sip from one of the glasses.

“We need to find Karli, and without John, talk her down, which isn’t going to be easy since John broke the trust I was trying to build with her.” Sam huffed out, clearly irked by Walker’s interference.

“What makes you so sure that she’ll listen? You of all people should know how hard it is to build trust with someone like her.”

“What other options do we have, Diana? What other options, other than talking, do I have?” Sam snipped back, his frustration with this mission starting show in his words. This whole apartment reeked of frustration, and even you were starting to feel it.

“The option that someone like you, would never consider.” You reminded Sam. “You and I both know this world isn’t black and white. We all have choices, options, but sometimes the choice you have to make isn’t the one you want to make.” 

“I know that Diana!” Sam growled out, slamming his fist on the table he sat at. He let out a sigh and rubbed his forehead, his words getting soft once more “Damn it, I know that… Steve would have known what to do.”

“Steve isn’t here, you are.” You pointed out. “People need to remember that.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Sam said quietly before returning his eyes to his computer. “I’m gonna see if Sharon can keep an eye on Karli.”

He went back to typing and you glanced down at Zemo.

“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.” You murmured. “You took a wallop to the head.”

Zemo reached up and pulled the ice pack from his forehead.

“John was rather aggressive.” Zemo explained, removing the towel from the icepack. You hummed in agreement before offering the other glass you held.

“Here, you look like you need it.” You said, he took the glass and recovered his eyes with the damp towel.

“Thank you, Draga,” He said. “Are you feeling better? How is your headache?”

“Headache is nearly gone but I still feel terrible.” You answered, reaching down to readjust his strands of hair on his forehead. “Just don’t tell Sam because I won’t be able to take the ‘I told you so’ look from him.”

Zero’s lips twitched as he softly chuckled.

“Your secret is safe with me… as long as you don’t get worse.” You let out a subtle groan and lightly slapped your fingers against his cheek.

“You wouldn’t dare…”

“Would I?” He challenged back playfully. Snorting, you purposefully ruffled his mostly impeccable hair, liking the way his brown silky hair ran through your fingers. “Now that was mean, Draga.”

Giggling, you gave him one last pat on the cheek before slipping from the couch armrest.

“I’m gonna go and return to my nap, do you need anything from me?” You asked, looking at Sam, and then at Bucky.

“I’m good,” Bucky said plainly.

“I’ve got nothing, go ahead, you still look like you are coming down with something, so nap away.”

You did not feel so good.

Fingers brushed across your forehead, wiping away sweaty hair from your skin as muffled voice talked to each other. You let out groan as your head pounded and tried to burrow your way further into the bedsheets.

“Diana? Diana, you need to open your eyes.” Open your eyes? Your eyelids felt like lead weights and all you wanted to do was fall into the lovely lull of sleep that had control of half your brain right now. “She’s out of it.”

“Diana, come on, give us a minute of your time and you can go back to sleep.” You could recognize voices now, and that was Sam.

“Whazit?” You rambled out, scrunching your face and shifting where you lay. You managed to open your lead like eyelids and saw all three men at the side of your bed, with Sam the closest. “What’dya’wan?”

“You are sick as a dog, Diana,” Sam commented.

“M’not a dog,” You huffed before wincing as your body ached from your movement.

“We’re gonna go out and get you some medicine and Tylenol to knock back that fever of yours, okay?” You made a sound in acknowledgement.

“Draga, will you be fine on your own? I gave you your medication earlier and left your supplies on the nightstand if you need more.”

“Ya stuck me?”

“Yes, he gave you your morning dose.” Bucky interjected. “We’re going out for more recon on Karli’s whereabouts, will you be fine here by yourself?”

“M’n adult.” You sighed out, turning back over.

“You give us a call if it gets worse, okay?” You grunted in return and sunk back into the sheets, willing them to consume your body and take away your pain.

The boys had been out of the apartment for a grand total of seven hours by the time you had to physically sink your fingers into the bedsheets to not claw at your skin. Your skin felt like it was being roasted and you could tell from the way sweat poured from your skin and soaked into the sheets that you were running a fever. A bad one.

Whimpering against the pillow half your face was currently pressed into, your mind reeled on what to do. You probably should call one of the boys and tell them to get their ass back here, but at the same time, what would they be able to do? You had your medication, and it didn’t seem to do anything, and the Tylenol you had taken didn’t seem to make a difference with how hot you felt.

Dragging yourself to the edge of the bed, your hand reached for the thermometer you had been using to periodically check your temperature, and you stuck it in your mouth with a defeated groan. Sam was definitely going to give you a ‘I told you so’ after this. The thermometer beeped, and pulling it from your mouth, your tired eyes looked at the digital temp. 39.7C. Shit.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit!” You huffed out, haphazardly wrestling with the bedsheets. That was a lethal temperature if not brought down, and you could only think of one way to get it there at this point. This was going to suck.

With the thermometer sticking out of your mouth, you pulled your exhausted, aching, and burning body from the bed and stumbled out of the room. Grabbing the ice bucket on the bar, you hurried to fill it with ice. Once full, you hurried to the bathroom where you put the plug in and dumped the ice in. Your shaking hand twisted the cold knob on the tub, and while icy water poured into the tub, you went back for more ice.

The thermometer you still had in your mouth started trilling on your fourth trip and yanking it from your lips, You glanced at the temp. 40.1C. You needed to hurry.

A noise of panic rose in the back of your throat and with a final trip to the freezer, you got the last bucket of ice. You dumped it in the tub and started pulling your sweat drenched clothing off, your fingers spasming when you scraped your skin. Must not scratch skin. Have to be good. Have to be good.

You nearly clawed your underwear and bra off in an effort to get your hands away from your skin as fast as possible. Ignorant to the mess you had created in your scramble, you reached for the edge of the tub as the thermometer let out another trill, indicating your temp was still going up. Clambering over the side of the beautiful tub, you almost jerked back at how cold the water was.

“Come on, come on, come on,” You hoarsely whispered to yourself, fully climbing in handshaking all over as you let your naked body drop into the freezing water. This time you were whimpering from the freezing temperature biting at every inch of your skin. At least you didn’t feel the need to claw at it anymore.

You stuck the thermometer back into your mouth and clutched your arms to your chest as the bitter cold settled into your trembling body. Shivering in the tub, you stared at the tub for a least a minute before moving a shivering arm to check the thermometer once more. 40.4C. It was still going up, you just hope that the ice would do its job in time.

“Maybe one of us should go back and check on Diana?” Sam said as they walked down a back alley. “She really didn’t look good this morning.”

“Well we got those super meds from that one shop,” Bucky said, holding up the medicine they had found that would help to reduce fevers. “Someone can go run it back to her, make sure she’s still kicking around.”

“It’s Diana, Buck, she’s probably relishing the peace and quiet.” Sam snorted.

“I’ll go,” Zemo spoke up, nipping the box Bucky held. “If you wish to take down Karli without interference from Walker, it is best that I am not present.”

Both men gave Zemo a hard look. So far, he hadn’t done anything to lead them to think that he would hurt her… but did they really want Zemo around a sick Diana?

“Not a good idea,” Bucky said, knowing what Sam’s answer was just by looking at his face. Sam shot a look to Bucky.

“The worst that’ll happen is that she’ll stab him and we’ll end up dealing with his body.” Sam snorted, jerking his head at Zemo, who had his eyebrow arched. “You know she gets when her meds are wonky.”

The both looked at Zemo, who held his hands up.

“I hold the upmost respect for Miss Phillips, and I do not wish to see harm come to her,” Zemo told them. The scrutinizing Alphas sniffed the air and found no scent of lie or deception.

“Fine, just hurry up and get those meds to her, and remember Zemo, if one hair on her head is out of place, you’ll answer to us.”

“I have no doubt.” Zemo answered, taking a few steps back with a bow of his head. “I shall run this medication to Miss Phillips as fast I can, you have my word.”

Zemo received one last hard look from Sam and Bucky before slipping down an alley way to make his way back to his apartment. Moving through the streets of Latvia like he was a native himself, Zemo made it to the apartment building in record time, but upon entering his residence, he could instantly smell something was wrong.

The scent of sweat and pain permeated the apartment, the freezer door was wide open, and there was a trail of clothes and wet foot prints to the bathroom. Striding forwards, Zemo moved further into the apartment, his eyes searching the apartment from any sign of the flightily woman.

“Diana?” He called out, his nose twitching at the overwhelming scents. There was no answer, but he didn’t need one because the trail of wet foot prints leading from the freezer to the bathroom was enough to guess that she was most likely at the end of the trail. One glance through the open doors of the bathroom had him picking up his pace. Zemo neared the ajar bathroom doors and got his first glimpse at the woman in question. “Diana!”

Surging forwards, Zemo quickly shed himself of his jacket and reached inside the large bathtub to pull Diana from the icy water. Once her upper body was pulled from the water, Zemo dipped his left arm beneath her knees and fully lifted her from the tub. Zemo reached for his robe hanging near by and did his best to wrap the shivering woman up.

“Diana?” Zemo broached, pushing wet hair from her pale face. “Diana, open your eyes.”

Date Published: 8/4/22

Last Edit: 8/4/22

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[gvtted-ratz]

>request/idea rules<

requests: open

>marvel<

anthony "tony" stark/iron man, peter benjamin parker/spider-man, wade wilson/deadpool, helmut zemo, james "bucky" barnes/winter soldier, matthew "matt" murdock/daredevil, franklin "foggy" nelson, frank castle/the punisher, william "billy" russo/jigsaw, miguel o'hara, spider-punk/hobart "hobie" brown (smatsv)

>horror/thriller<

slashers/antagonists

billy lenz (black christmas 1974), brahms heelshire, martin mathias (martin 1977), harry warden/the miner (og and remake), asa emory (the collector), jason voorhees (og and 2009 remake), michael myers (og and rz remake), lester sinclair (house of wax), mark hoffman (saw 4/5), lawrance gordan (saw 2004)

final/”good” guys

arkin o'brien (the collector/the collection), nicholas "nick" henry jones(house of wax), peter strahm (saw 4/5), adam faulkner stanheight (saw 2004)

>games<

john doe +

john doe

 duskwood 

richy rogers, phil hawkins, jake "hakermen", thomas, daniel "dan" anderson

killer frequency

forrest nash, henry barrow

that's not my neighbour 

physicist/dr. w. afton, milkman/francis mosses, hoon (milkman doppelganger), scarlet milk (milkman doppleganger), pilot/steven rudboys, d.d.d agent (hazmat guy)

call of duty (+modern warfare 2)

könig, simon "ghost" riley, kyle "gaz" garrick, john "soap" mactavish, alejandro vargas, rodolfo "rudy" parra, gary "roach" sanderson

>tv/movies/web-series<

the batman (2022)

the riddler/edward nashton

 there will be blood (2007)

eli sunday

marble hornets (2009-2014)

masky/timothy "tim" wright, skully/jay merrick, alexander "alex" kralie, hoody/brian thomas

>will not do<

• incest

• suicide

• ddlg/ddlb

• scat/urine

• pregnancy

• heavy angst

• teacher/student

• sa/rape/non-con

• full smut/sex scenes

• illnesses/issues we're unfamiliar with (ask)

• underage/child anything (papa, uncle, child, etc. reader &/or character)

• fem reader (including pronouns/detailed anatomy due to high discomfort) - anything else is fine

> can/will do<

• fics (1k+)

• past abuse

• headcanons

• drabbles (100-1k)

• alpha/beta/omega

• polyamory relationships

• blood, gore, violence, etc.

• self-harm (to a degree. ask)

• anything soft, comfort, fluff

• aus (soulmate, cafe, bookstore, etc.)

• some ships/otps/rarepairs (feel free to ask)

• death of character/reader (character/reader kills the other)

• nearly any pronouns (including neos, just provide pronouns)

• male/masc, gender-neutral, nonbinary, trans male reader, neogenders/xenogender reader (this includes monster, human, alien, divine etc. readers)

• "steamy" scenes/dub-con <- will be posted on ao3 ONLY (link will be provided for requests)

[illicien]

We did it, guys. A day later that planned, but it means it was perfectly in time for an enabler's birthday so HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEEEECH.

My... WinterBaron debut, I guess. Oops? Look it's 4AM and I finished writing and editing it like 10 minutes ago. Y'all get what you get.

Summary:

When you're on a mission and your usually (somewhat) reliable partner goes into heat and becomes something of a beacon for trouble, what do you do? Or: WinterBaron A/B/O to fuck with the rise of AI

Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

Marvel Cinematic Universe

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)

Relationship:

James "Bucky" Barnes/Helmut Zemo

Characters:

James "Bucky" Barnes

Helmut Zemo

Additional Tags:

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Knotting

Oral Sex

Rimming

Multiple Orgasms

look I forgot how to tag things okay?

It's porn

what do you want from me

Thank you so much for the inspo @knotinmyname

[f1yogurt]

Fic Masterlist - f1yogurt

AO3 Link - much more organized than this list (and includes tags)

Taglist - please fill this out if you would like to be tagged in my fics

** indicates smut and Minors DNI 18+ fics

Daniel Brühl Characters

(It's my goal to eventually have at least one fic written for each of his characters so stay tuned.)

The Danny Bunch Headcanons

kinks** - sub! hc's about the boys and their kinks

facial hair - danny bunch and facial hair

Helmut Zemo

A Long Day - sleepy cuddles, Zemo x gn!Reader

Baron of Mine - spy!AU, Zemo x fem!Reader

Flirting with Royalty - Baron Zemo x servant!Reader

Pretty in Purple** - sub!Zemo x Dora Milaje

Hold Me Tight - huddling for warmth, Bucky x Zemo

Laszlo Kreizler

smut prompt drabble** - Laszlo x gn!Reader

Niki Lauda (find more in Classic F1 RPF)

Snapshot in the Fast Lane** - set in 70s F1, Niki x fem! photographer Reader

That Ferrari Jacket** - technically RPF but it's smut involving Niki's racing jacket, sub!Niki x gn!Reader

drunk!Niki headcanons

Andrea Marowski

Subby thoughts for Andrea** - sub!Andrea

Sebastian Zöllner

What a Brat Gets** - you teach Seb a lesson in patience, sub!Sebastian x Reader

Lieutenant Horstmayer

You're My Lifeline** - an A/B/O Joyeux Noel fic with omega!Horstmayer x alpha!Audebert x beta!Gordon (on temporary hiatus)

Cross My Fingers - part of the Joyeux Noel Halloween fic challenge! Horstmayer whump.

Dirk (All Together)

For Old Times' Sake** - sub!Dirk x fem!Reader (on temporary hiatus)

Classic F1 RPF

Snapshot in the Fast Lane** - set in 70s F1, Niki x fem! photographer Reader

Pit Stop - the first meeting (based on true events) between Niki & James

Love Will Keep Us Together - Niki, James, and many other classic F1 boys partying it up

That Ferrari Jacket** - smut involving Niki's racing jacket, sub!Niki x gn!Reader

In My Blood - a Niki Lauda drabble

Breakfast In Bed - a sleepy morning with Niki x James x John

drunk!Niki headcanons

[the-ravening]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you @zsparz and @six-demon-bag for tagging me! ❤️

1. How many works do you have on ao3? Only 12, because I am a baby writer.

2. What's your total ao3 word count? 86k

3. What fandoms do you write for? Winterbaron, or more accurately, Zemo/everyone

4. Top five fics by kudos: Let's do a top 3, since top 5 would just be like half my fics.

Something Sweet to Eat (142 kudos) Extremely underage Halloween fic, bunny boy Zemo shows up trick or treating at Bucky's house Adopt, Don’t Shop (123 kudos) Omegaverse, bratty teen Zemo is for sale at an Omega kennel and Alpha Bucky goes shopping Gift-Wrapped (113 kudos) This was the first fic I ever posted (just a few years ago) and I'm still pretty proud of it. Just a silly Winterbaron rimming PWP, but it's hot

5. Do you respond to comments? I try to, I always mean to, but I think I'm a bit behind right now. I know there are some amazing comments on Home to Me from last year that I still haven't replied to and I feel bad about it all the time.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Probably Under Lock and Key (what a mess we’ve made), the Heinrich/Helmut Zemo dadcest fic I wrote for @ex0rin where I followed her hurt/no comfort philosophy of leaving him on the floor crying.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I don't know if I really do happy endings? I have PWPs where the happy ending is they both come, if that counts. 😅 Let's say... Ink Kissed (with violent precision) where tattoo artist Bucky gives his client Zemo a dick tattoo, and Zemo ends up quite happy with the tattoo as well as the rest of the service.

8. Do you get hate on fics? I've only gotten one or two of the world's mildest hate comments. I guess my ships are sufficiently niche that no one cares about them.

9. Do you write smut? Yeah! Do I write anything other than smut? No.

10. Craziest crossover: I've only written one crossover, A Suitable Course of Treatment, Bucky Barnes/Laszlo Kreizler from The Alienist, which isn't crazy at all because as we all know, Laszlo has Zemo's face. (If it counts, I once started a Dir en grey x Sailormoon fic where the band members magically turned into Sailor Scouts, but I did not ever get far on it.)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes, the aforementioned Adopt, Don’t Shop was co-written with @violenciorp and @tales-from-a-maphia-don, because Vio lovingly bullied us into it, despite me and Mel ostensibly not being into Omegaverse.

14. All time favorite ship? I've jumped ship a lot over the years, but it's gotta be Winterbaron, since this is the ship that finally got me writing and posting and getting really involved in a fandom.

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? The first serious attempt I made at writing in this fandom was this teen Zemo necrophilia thing, and I wrote the necro part but none of the plotty stuff leading up to it. I still dream of finishing it, in an abstract way where I have no motivation to ever work on it.

16. What are your writing strengths? I think I'm pretty good at rhythm and flow and making my prose sound musical? That's something I focus a lot on and I tend to read aloud while editing to make sure it sounds good to my ear.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Probably plot and dialogue, and figuring out how to include technical details of things I know nothing about. But most of all procrastination, my arch-nemesis.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? I personally avoid it, because I find it annoying to have to look up the translations in the middle of reading. I prefer to just say they're speaking in whatever language but write the dialogue in English.

19. First fandom you wrote in? J-rock RPF in the early 2000s, but I mostly just did a bit of RP and never got far with any fics I started.

20. Favorite fic you've written? Sometimes it feels like every new thing I post is my new favourite, haha. But I thiiiink my fave has been Something Sweet to Eat since I wrote it (the Halloween fic mentioned earlier), because it's probably the most self-indulgent thing I've written to date. I am truly the main audience for that fic and I'm very happy with it.

No pressure tagging: @violenciorp, @tales-from-a-maphia-don, @thepiper0fhameln, @ex0rin, @unlikelymilliner, @evenmyhivemindisempty, and anyone else who sees this and wants to join in!

[james-bucky-barnes-imagines]

Saving bucky barnes chapter 8

bucky woke with a jump as the howl echoed through the quiet hallways . he jumped out the bed and quietly grabbed one of his knives . he knew he had laid y/n in her bed hours ago. he saw clint as he exited his room and said what the hell happened barton ? clint replied "y/n woke up and took her med's she looked haunted so she went hunting. i don't know why she howled i had came to the kitchen and heard it so i was coming to check." bucky quickly made his way to your door and opened it he heard the shower . "y/n" ? he called out as he made his way to the bathroom. d-don't come in here ! you cried out . you whined come off .. bucky heard you whine and said y/n whats wrong i can hear it in your voice your upset what won't come off doll ? . clint said are you decent ? what happened ? . bucky said im coming in doll i can hear your heart racing. you looked up at bucky as he walked in , he looked confused as hell . he spoke gently "y/n whats wrong did you drink to much ? your eyes ive never seen your pupils this large . clint cautiously walks in and turns off the shower and looks at your eyes " why are you bathing in your clothes ? you look like you are on drugs . you studder out "h-he i-is h-here i-in n-new York " bucky says quietly "the only time she ever studders is when she is scared" clint nods and grabs a towel and hands it to bucky. he says softly im going to go make some lavender tea to help her calm down and sober up . he leaves the room and shuts the door back . bucky says doll we need to get you into some dry clothes . you suddenly hug him tightly and start sobbing . bucky holds you for a few minutes before softly saying you may not remember the night we escaped but you killed every person in the building except me ... but if you remember its ok to tell me . after several minutes bucky pulls you away from him and starts drying you off, as he pulls off your jacket he notices the red rash like spots on your throat and what seems to be scrape marks and the same marks are on your wrists where they look like they have been held . y/n what is this he says as he drys your hair. you studder out t-the m-mean man who h-hurt you. he whispers no thats not possible his heart wasnt beating i watched him die.." нет" is all you respond . bucky quickly scoops you up and carries you to your bed he quickly grabs some of your clothes and finishes drying you off the best he can he says im gonna change your clothes so you don't get sick you already feel feverish. he quickly helps you change into your sleeping clothes ,then he scoops you up again and carries you to the kitchen . clint hands you a cup of hot tea. "so did you have a nice time im glad me or bucky didnt have to come bring you home". you just sit and stare at your tea . bucky looks at you "doll are you ok ?" нет is all you respond . clint tilts your head back "what the hell is this ? did some one attack you ? why does it look like a rash ? you just stare at your cup of tea . clint says sternly "y/n answer me who did this to you let us go kick there ass". bucky says "his name is helmut zemo he was our handler .. but i dont under stand how he is here unless he turned instead of dying." bucky looks to you " is that what happened y/n . fresh tears start to stream down your face . bucky hugs you gently and tries to comfort you . "did he hurt you any where else than right here ?" he touches your throat where the red marks are the worse. you shake your head no, and whisper "i have to keep you safe". you get off the stool and put your tea in the fridge and grab a blood bag and bite into it and drain it. bucky walks over to you and gently tilts your head up and looks in your eyes " скоро рассвет (its about to be dawn) he watches as your eyes drift shut and catches you as you fall. "i hate doing this to her but she already feels feverish i don't want her going back out tonight or worse staying up all night worried about me . he carries you to his room and lays you on the bed and gets a knife to hide under his pillow just incase .

you wake up to find your self in bucky's room his metal arm wrapped around your waist. you were pissed as you remembered what happened. every thing in your stomach and below hurts worse than any peroid you have ever had . you feel hot and cold all the same time. jarvis reminds you that your meds are waiting for you. "james ... let go of me" bucky sits up and sits back from you to give you your space . "im sorry doll" . you look at him " i trusted you ..." you teleport from the room to the med lab so u can take your meds . you whine and bend over holding your stomach when a really bad cramp hits you . bruce says whats going on y/n ? you reply still holding your stomach i dont know i think i may have ate a sick person last night, this is worse than any pms symptoms . bruce says lets get you checked out ill call strange. bucky walks in and says whats wrong with her why is she holding her stomach? bruce says i dont know strange will probably know but i have to call him first . you stand up and say "no im fine it was just a cramp im going to the book store " bucky says ok ill be down in a minute . clint walks in and says ill come with and bucky can stay here so he dosent have to wear his ear plugs. your Irises turn red as you say he isant going no where with me i dont trust him any more ive never done what he did to me to him. i dont need a baby sitter im immortal. clint says "im comming with because i dont want you getting triggered by zemo" fine you snap at clint you glare at bucky and teleport to the book store with clint . when you arrive you storm off in search of the cook books. clint sighs and shakes his head and goes to find you. he finds you looking at ramen books . "you know ramen would be great for supper why dont we order some so you dont have to cook ?" you smile and keep looking at your book. " i know what your trying to do clint let me get my mind off it and ill be fine . "you know i cant stay mad at him forever im just upset he triggered me thats all. "but i would like a large coffee milk shake from the coffee place and some cinnabon if you wouldnt mind getting me that i would be happy. " clint smiles alright your trying to get rid of me i can take a hint ill be back later with ur snacks .

you nod and put the book back and pick up one from sokovia and start looking through it . zemo walks in a short while after clint left and walks up to you from behind and wraps his arms around you and sets his chin on your shoulder. "i am sorry for my actions last night i was drunk . can we talk ? .you answer softly can you let go of me ?. you hurt me alot last night . zemo lets go and steps back . you turn around too see him . he says im sorry i hurt you. a bad cramp hits you lean against the wall and bend over in pain. he curses in russian. " Draga your heat has started you need to get home before another alpha scents you " you growl and stand up . "im not going any where zemo if some one trys any shit with me i will kill stab them . " he smiles " i see james and i trained you quiet well . " zemo if u wanted to apologize then you've done it and can leave . i dont want your smell on me like it was last night so please leave me be i am still not fond of you ." he chuckles . "draga i meant what i said . but I apologize for how rough i was with you ." you glare at him and go back to the garlic soup recipe you were looking at . you walk over to the stack of books by the wall you plan on getting and set it down. zemo says you cant ignore for forever draga i will have you as mine weather you like it or not even if i have to trigger you.."

[six-demon-bag]

resonance hybrid

Pairing: Ernst Schmidt/Helmut Zemo

Summary: Schmidt, a throwback omega with physical traits that keep him on the outside of society, ends up in the sights of a dangerous and possessive man when he turns up in another universe after an experiment on the station goes wrong. Maybe being in an entirely different universe is what Schmidt needs to finally find the acceptance he’s never had before.

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Crossover, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, but also not omegaverse, Omega Ernst Schmidt, schmidtys got all the parts, low self-esteem schmidt, not alpha zemo, double dick zemo, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Rimming, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Double Penetration in One Hole, Double Penetration in Two Holes, EKO Scorpion Helmut Zemo, Multiple Orgasms, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Knotting, Mating Bond, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Word count: 8242

Link: resonance hybrid

Excerpt:

Keys jangle and the door screeches as Zemo steps in, crouching in front of Schmidt’s mat. Schmidt tries to look smaller and uninteresting. There’s nothing he can do but wait and hope Zemo gets bored fast. “There’s something about you,” Zemo says, his hand firm on Schmidt’s jaw as he turns his sweaty face up to meet his eyes. His thumb strokes Schmidt’s chin idly and Schmidt barely keeps himself from leaning into it. Zemo might not be an alpha, but the command in him pulls on his stupid omega instincts just as much. “What is it,” Zemo muses, sharp eyes searching Schmidt’s face. “You don’t do anything, yet there’s something.” “No,” Schmidt grits out around clenched teeth. “There’s nothing.”

[stuckyversebingo]

All hail @smutconnoisseur, the master of fic recs! ;) Thank you once again for giving us something to satisfy our Stucky werewolf fix.

Fang & Claw (29742 words) by cobaltmoony, Dizia Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Captain America - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Maria Hill/Sam Wilson, Loki/Thor, Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov, Nakia (Black Panther)/T'Challa Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson, Maria Hill, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov, Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Thor, Loki, T'Challa, Shuri, Okoye, M'Baku, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Ulysses Klaue, Grant Ward, Alexander Pierce, Arnim Zola, Johann Schmidt, Nakia, Erik Killmonger, Helmut Zemo, Bruce Banner Additional Tags: Stucky - Freeform, Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, ABO, Alpha Chief!Steve, Omega!Bucky, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Zoophilia kinda sorta, Consensual Sex, Enthusiastic Consent, Male Pregnancy, Male lubrication, Anal Sex, Anal Knotting, Oral Virginity, Oral Sex, Deepthroating, messy blow job, Face-Fucking, Oral Knotting, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, top!steve, Bottom!Bucky, Scar Worship, Graphic depictions of violence - Freeform, Blood Drinking, Blood and Gore, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Dark!Steve, Werewolf!Steve, hybrid!bucky, Body Dysmorphia, Panic Attack, Dissociation, Minor Character Death, Pepper the Pyromaniac: an ode to the Extremis Virus, pack mentality, Pack Dynamics, steve's magical healing cock, lycanthropy, Fucked up imagery, Captain America Reverse Big Bang 2018, Cock Warming, Dom/sub Undertones, Author should see a shrink... probably, Dogs and cats living together, Mass hysteria!, Plot With Porn, Assume everyone is naked unless otherwise noted, Social nudity, Nudity, Art By CobaltMoony, NSFW art in Chapter 4, Competance Kink, Anal Rimming, Hair Pulling, mild body horror Summary:

Alpha Chief Steve and an Omega, Bucky were a mated pair of lycans; mated since they were old enough to be allowed to in the White Star tribe. When Bucky went missing, a suspected victim of a vampire attack, Steve grieved over him and their broken bond. He was sure Bucky was dead.

Years later, Steve leads his pack on an assault against the vampire coven responsible for his mate's death.

Inside, they discover a dungeon where a vampire is being tortured.

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

🌕 Blood Moon Masterlist

Blood Moon: Blood Moon: You have been defying nature, and perhaps, even the Gods. After returning to life because of Tony Stark’s sacrifice, all humans now have a designation: alpha, beta, or omega. Angry at the fate you’ve been given, you decide that you will do anything to ensure that your fate is in your own hands. You’ll soon find out that it is never a good idea to tamper with fate, especially when one man makes it his mission to ensure that you understand that you can try to out-fly your destiny, but fate will eventually catch up to you.

Overall Warnings: Language, Needles/Injections, PTSD and Anxiety Mentions, Mental Issues, Explicit Scenes (Unprotected Sex Is A No No), Non-Con Due to Forced Heat and Manipulation, Pet Name Overuse In Different Languages, Fighting Sequences.

To Note: A/B/O Universe Post Snap, Zemo x NAMEDFemale!Reader, Timeline Of Events Is More Spread Out (Weeks Rather Than Days) To Fit Plot Line.

Total Word Count: ~36.5k

Legend:

🖤 = Dark or Sensitive Material

❗ = Explicit Sexual Material

🌕 Chapter One

🌕 Chapter Two

🌕 Chapter Three

🌕 Chapter Four

🌕 Chapter Five

🌕 Chapter Six

🌕 Chapter Seven

🌕 Chapter Eight

🌕 Chapter....

Date Published: 7/6/22

Date Completed: NOT YET FINISHED

Last Edit: 4/29/24

Baron Helmut Zemo Masterlist

[ao3feed-stevebucky]

Till The World Ends

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/N3Y4pJR

by QuinLova

When Steve first arrives at his foster home, his foster father is dead, having been butchered by a killer. A year later, the media circus has died down, Steve lives emancipated, and him and Bucky may become something more.

Then the killer comes back, much more bloodthirsty than last time. Who can Steve trust?

Can Steve trust?

Words: 978, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Sharon Carter (Marvel), Helmut Zemo, Brock Rumlow, John Walker (Marvel), Phil Coulson

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Alpha Bucky Barnes, Omega Steve Rogers, Beta Wanda Maximoff, Beta Pietro Maximoff, Alpha Helmut Zemo, Alpha Brock Rumlow, Alpha John Walker (Marvel), Beta Sharon Carter (Marvel), Alternate Universe - Small Town, Alternate Universe - Scream Fusion, Murder Mystery, Churches & Cathedrals, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, 2011, Eventual Smut, Orphan Steve Rogers, Alternate Universe - High School, Single Parent Phil Coulson

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/N3Y4pJR

[ao3feed-thor]

Humanity's Hope

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4ljzwBx

by spider_verse

Set after halo 3

John cryogenic sleep I cut short as a strange rambow like light sends him into a past he can't escape. All knowledge of the world pre 2100 was lost in an event know as the collapse of Data.

John is now stuck in 2011 in which he and Cortona are joined by a group of other hero's as the defenced earth from all threats

Ps the flood or Covenant will not show up do not ask . Tdlr Master Chief is thrown into the MCU and shit goes down

Words: 4211, Chapters: 1/10, Language: English

Fandoms: Halo (Video Games) & Related Fandoms, Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), Black Widow (Movie 2021), Thor (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), WandaVision (TV), The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Moon Knight (TV 2022)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: John-117 | Master Chief, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Cortana (Halo), Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Laura Barton, Bruce Banner, Thaddeus Ross, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Maria Hill, Loki (Marvel), Ultron (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Helmut Zemo, T'Challa (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel), Vision (Marvel), Agatha Harkness, Marc Spector, Steven Grant (Marvel), Jake Lockley, Khonshu (Moon Knight)

Relationships: Cortana/John-117 | Master Chief, Sharon Carter/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Laura Barton, Natasha Romanov/John-117|Master Chief

Additional Tags: Alpha John-117 | Master Chief, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Steve Rogers Feels, BAMF Natasha Romanov, Thor is a Good Bro (Marvel), Clint is tired of this shit

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4ljzwBx

[illicien]

Alright, finally finished up the sequel to that WinterBaron ABO piece I did before. 💜 Eventually I'll write something else but this verse is in my brain right now so we're going with it.

Two for the Show by Illicien (Foxglove_Fiction)

Fandoms:Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)  

Explicit

No Archive Warnings Apply

M/M

Complete Work

27 Jun 2023

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James "Bucky" Barnes/Helmut Zemo

James "Bucky" Barnes

Helmut Zemo

Sam Wilson (Marvel)

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Strength Kink

Dirty Talking Bucky Barnes

Omega Helmut Zemo

Alpha Bucky Barnes

Bathroom Sex

Possessive Bucky Barnes

Summary

After having dealt with Zemo's rather inopportune heat, Bucky's having some regrets about being the one to specify that their little affair should only happen once. Really, he's having a lot of regrets.

Series

Part 2 of Counting On It