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fightingforcreativity · 4 years

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The Other Earth

~~~Chapter 1: A Whisper In The Night~~~

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov/Tony Stark, others, James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, Natasha Romanov/Tony Stark Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Steve Rogers, Barnes family - Character, Alpine the Cat (Marvel), OFC, baby winter Additional Tags: Amnesia, Presumed Dead, Family, Mystical Creatures, Fluff and Crack, bakery Au elements, Mirror Worlds - Freeform, Alien Culture, Alien Biology, Cross-Posted on Tumblr, Angst, Angst and Tragedy, Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Avengers still being Avengers, oc child - Freeform, child named Winter, (OFC and Winter do not have a main role) Summary:

Bucky had a cat, had a job at a local bakery, and some odd jobs here and there. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered. At the same time on one of those stars far away, a star named Earth, Tony Stark held his baby boy, whispering, “One day, you’ll know you’re the world.[…]”

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This fills a square for @starkbucksbingo

Title: The Other Earth- A Whisper In The Night Collaborator Name: Fighting_for_Creativity Square Filled: B5- Didn't Know They Were Dating Ship/Main Pairing: WinterIronWidow Rating: Mature Major Tags & Triggers: Amnesia, presumed dead, Family, mystical creatures, slight crack (later), bakery Au elements, mention of alcohol abuse

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Word Count: 2699

The reassuring click sound of his lock opening as he turned his key let Bucky smile. He had a couple of jobs a day and the city he lived in- Bucharest- had a burglar problem, or maybe every city had that in the cheaper neighborhoods. His lock still being intact meant that his things were still where they belonged. A low meow greeted him when Bucky stepped inside.

“I’m back, Alpine. Gimme just a few moments,” he said while shrugging out of his jacket and pulling his boots off, “I’ll renew your water and give you fresh food. ‘That is wonderful, Bucky! Thank you. How was your day at the bakery Bucky?’ Why thank you Alpine! It was stressful but the old lady from three streets down insisted on tipping me.”

During his little monologue, Bucky made his way to the kitchen, refreshing the water, rinsing the bowl before giving his beloved white cat fresh water. Then he gave her food and continued to tell her of his day, despite Alpine lazily blinking at him and doing the equivalent of a shrug before she dug into her food.

Smiling softly Bucky observed her for a moment before he made himself something to eat as well. While he prepared and then ate his spaghetti, he thought about his current life and the still amiss memories. Just yesterday he had remembered that his friend’s name had been ‘Stevie’ and that the blond had lived with Bucky, his ma, and his sisters for the most part of their childhood. Why that was though, Bucky still didn’t know.

What he had compiled so far was all safely stored away in a red leather-bound book. The book had a spider-like web in black, and the book ribbon was golden intertwined with a cerulean blue. Somehow the book called out to Bucky so he bought it. After his purchase, he had stared at the thick pages for quite a while until he got a memory of a faint male chuckle. He had scrambled to catch that sound, to describe it with every word he had relearned over the time he had been here, but it faded too fast for him to grab.

The first page in the book was filled.

More followed and now he had already written about half the pages. Sometimes it were scrambled notes, dreams fading too fast to note down. Sometimes it were memories so vivid that Bucky could detail every aspect of them. Such a memory was of him wanting a dog, after spending time with Rumko, the dog from his family’s neighbors.

Bucky had loved the dog next door back when they were kids. He had tried to argue with his ma over and over and over that he would take good care of a pet if he ever got one. But money was tight, and his sisters’ and Steve's health were more important than having a pet.

That had been another, rather saddening memory. Knowing that his family and he had struggled to survive on a daily basis recalling hushed conversations between his sisters about marrying a jerk just because he would pay for their lives and even give some good coins to his ma for them- yeah those memories he could have done without.

The memory of Rumko, though, was one of the happiest he had. Rumko had been a long-haired beast of a dog. He had jumped on Bucky whenever they crossed paths and they had played and romped around a lot when Bucky was young. Sometimes when his old neighbors, a greying couple, she with blue eyes and him with brownish ones, both always had a kind smile and a kind word of advice for him, were too ill to go with their dog, Bucky and later Steve would do it for them.

Mrs. Lie? Leg? Lee?- Bucky still didn’t remember perfectly- would bake a pie for all of them and Bucky’s sisters would squeal in delight when he brought them a piece. All in all, the brunet’s memories regarding a pet were overly fond.

So one of the things Bucky did once he remembered and was 'fine ' was looking for a dog. He hadn't expected to find a cat, but he loved her dearly.

There was no excuse as to how he found himself with Alpine, but he wouldn’t wish it any other way anymore. Sure the white furball was stubborn as they came and tended to ignore any and all attempts of Bucky to somewhat train her, beside the litter box, but she had a sixth sense for how Bucky was feeling and was often aware of it even before he himself was.

One time, when Bucky had thought himself to feel fine, he came back from work, got Alpine her food, and then sat on the couch. At the very next moment, Alpine sprang on his lap, leaving her food for the moment, and pawed at his chest gently. For a second Bucky stared until he felt the first hot tear running down his cheek.

Alpine had stayed with him til no more tears came and he fell asleep.

After that time, Bucky tended to buy a little extra for his friend, and she kept close to him during the night, for the night was when he often felt a strange longing and sadness.

In the broad daylight, it was easy to forget that he didn’t belong here. Sure, Bucky had made some acquaintances. And yes, Bucky was most popular with the gals and some fellas as well, but the elder folk were mostly wary of him. Something about the way Bucky had been found made them uneasy. Honestly, Bucky couldn’t blame them; he had heard the whispers.

Apparently, he had been found bleeding out by a lake, left arm strongly mangled and thought to be a case for the undertaker. Suddenly though, he had recovered nearly completely, the only issues left were his memory and part of the dexterity in his left arm. A few shallow scars are the visible souvenirs of that.

So yes, Bucky could understand why they were wary. What he didn’t get was why the younger ones, weren’t and why Mrs. Halász insisted on hiring him for every kind of odd job there was, even in the beginning. After a few weeks, people talked about how well he worked and how much he could handle and thus he managed to get enough payment to rent himself a small apartment, pay off the debt for his hospital bills, and get new clothes and everything a human needed to live.

So all in all, his current situation could be summarized as stable - he had a cat, a job at the bakery, and a few odd jobs here and there - and financially well off.

That wasn’t the all in life for him though. Bucky was searching for his memories desperately. At night, he would look in the sky, trying to figure out the constellations, seeing the stars differently than he faintly remembered.

Today was one of those nights he went outside, climbing the fire escape upwards to the roof with Alpine perched on his shoulders. Bucky arrived on top and took a few steps to the center. Then he flopped down, sitting cross-legged and throwing his head back, gaze fixed on the sky. He felt how Alpine settled on his lap and absentmindedly sank his fingers in her fur.

The stars seemed to twinkle brighter whenever he looked at them, seemingly wanting to lure him in. In the silent moments Bucky spent on the roof, it was as if the stars tried to tell him pieces of his past. A soft scoff left Bucky’s lips. ‘As if. Only because you are hopelessly longing for something doesn’t mean that the stars will try to help you.’

Rationally Bucky knew that it was nonsense and stupid to believe otherwise, to think that the key for everything was out there in space. That the one star his gaze was constantly drawn to, held any significance to his memories. But somehow, deep down, Bucky couldn’t help feeling his heart throbbing to the beat of said star’s twinkling. Whenever the brunet concentrated on that particular star, he started to lowly hum under his breath.

A melody so ingrained in his flesh and soul, even his spotted memory recalled it the very first time Bucky had seen that star. While he hummed, Alpine would purr and sometimes Bucky thought he could hear that man’s voice, and a woman's laugh, and then his head would throb in pain.

But his heart… Well, Bucky’s heart would clench in yearning.

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Little could Bucky have known, that while he watched the sky, with longing in his heart, another brunet did the same.

At the same time but far away, on one of those stars, another star named Earth, Tony Stark stood on his balcony, surveying the land beneath before raising his gaze into the stars. In his arms, he held his baby boy, Winter. The boy was named after the season they had lost their third. Despite the loss they had experienced, Tony couldn’t feel more joy when he looked down again, grey steel eyes meeting with his golden ones. The babe made grabby hands, and Tony chuckled softly.

Holding Winter carefully against his chest, Tony fed him stardust from a bottle and whispered, "One day, you’ll know you're the world. One day, you’ll know you are a wise guy. But wisdom comes with age and until then you are just smart."

Because in Tony’s mind, there was no doubt that his child was at least as smart as him. It was in their blood. His father had been smarter than his grandfather who had already been smarter than his father, the founder of the Stark Space Travel line. Albeit their planet being highly advanced, technology-wise, their whole race had a glaring design fault. Their children needed stardust to survive and nurture. That itself was not a problem. The real trouble lay in the fact that so far only four stars had been discovered which held the right concentration of all needed elements.

So, no matter what your life brought you if you wanted to have a child, you needed to come back to one of those four stars. Tony had been born on Earth, like every other Stark. His mother, Maria, though had been from Xantha, his Dam, Peggy, from Asrir. So his parents hadn’t been sure where Tony would be raised best but soon found that the brunet got most nutrients from the stardust of Earth.

Wiggling startled Tony out of his reverie, and he adjusted his grip on Winter. “Whoa! Watch it, little man. Don’t wanna make your mother mad by dropping you!”

The baby looked at him, blinked and then chuckled himself. Tony made sure that his boy settled again and was safely tucked in his arms when his eyes returned to the sky. ‘One day, I will remember your name. Your name and your face and everything else about you. Right now I only have your voice and the sweet things you told us. Right now I only know despite not remembering, that Winter has your eyes. And one day, dear, I shall remember so I can tell our child everything about his Mod. ’

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Natalia was with them, standing in the background watching them, knowing things she shouldn't.

She felt her own sorrow echoed in Tony’s heart. She heard the silent screams of her husband at night. She felt the confusion, the search for his Mod whenever Winter looked around. The child felt that there was a person missing. She just hoped her precious boy wouldn’t suffer as she had.

She hoped devoutly that her own curse wasn’t her boy's burden to share. Her own second mother, Dam Vanka, had pleaded with Natalia for forgiveness when she had been still a little child. Only a few years later and after her Dam’s death did she understand what she meant.

Natalia had tried to drown her foresight with alcohol, but it never lasted. Flashes of their world, their planet destroyed, burned, and scourged had plagued her since she was a small child.

A dystopia of pain and burning bodies. A world where they all destroyed each other. Foul soil and no more stardust to feed the babies. Women and men bare, even the three DNA’s not enough to fertilize an egg and have a child. She had always believed that she’d never find a semblance of happiness. Then she had met Tony and Clint and Phil and Steve and Bucky.

Bucky and Tony had already been in something. No one could answer her what kind of bond those two had forged and how it came to be, not even Rhodey and Steve, the respective best friends of Tony and Bucky. Later, way later, she found out that a common love for pets had gotten them to talk. Then, in the secret of a joined bedroom, under the covers with eyelids heavy from sleep, both had confessed to her that they’ve been prisoners of the Kree at the same time.

That they had done things together, just to survive, which they regretted with every fiber of their heart. But it also had united them. A few weeks after their confession Natalia had confessed how she had always seen things. How she always knew things, bad things would happen before they did. How she had killed a man because she knew he would kill his wives and his children.

But how those visions had not been hers. Neither her ideas, never her wishes, nor thoughts.

"These aren't mine" she had said over and over when the doctors viewed her mind, they never believed her. She had said it still when BARF showed Tony her innermost secrets. Unlike the doctors, they believed her. They believed in her. Bucky and Tony supported her, made her feel fine and alive for the first time in so long. How could she not have fallen in love?

These days though, even her other friends looked strangely at her.

Besides Tony, everyone judged her. Believing her to be cruel and to want the visions, the destruction. But she didn't. The boy in Tony's arms was proof of that. On silent soles, she made her way into the kitchen to cook the chicken soup the way her mother taught her.

On her way there she detoured to the gear room. They might be benched for as long as Winter needed to be fed Stardust on an hourly basis, but that didn’t mean Natalia would let their equipment get dusty. She entered the spacious room, lights turning on automatically thanks to JARVIS.

Purposeful she strode towards her Black Widow bites and checked their charging. Then, without asking, JARVIS provided her information on the repair status of the latest Iron Man suit. Another reason they were benched, the real reason, to be honest, had been Tony’s near-suicidal maneuver the past few missions before he was injured badly enough to need the cradle.

Selective amnesia had been the result.

Natalia sighed deeply. Not long before that mission, they had rediscovered a parachute- glancing to the side her gaze found it. The parachute of their friend and lost lover. It had been found floating on a lake not far away. Steve and Rhodey had suggested they all went out for a while, letting Winter see some animals and plants. Natalia had bit her lip, a headache overcoming her as she saw flashes of the same parachute and her precious boy crying. At that moment she hadn’t known what exactly would happen, but she’d known their little excursion wouldn’t end all daisies and roses.

Stepping out of the room again Natalia finally went into the kitchen, cooking the soup and thinking, ‘If the myths were to be believed, then that lake led to a world beyond. To a star far away. Maybe even the star Tony was looking at. A star Bucky hopefully now lived on, amongst the mythical creatures, cats. He always loved animals, and those creatures are said to be one of the most elegant cohabitants for people.’ ~~~~~~~~~~~

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eraserhawks · 6 years

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Rating: General Audiences No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Dabi/Hawks (My Hero Academia) Characters: Dabi (My Hero Academia), Hawks (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Sharing Clothes, Wing Grooming

“You’re lucky no one else is outside, because you look like an idiot. What would people say if they saw the Number Two hero parading around as a drowned rat and whining about wet feathers?”

“Probably offer him an umbrella and thank him for his service saving the city,” Hawks muttered petulantly, turning his body away from Dabi and standing under the small covering of an awning at the end of the alley. He shook his hair out, looking back at Dabi. Maybe he should get a hood for his hero costume. But he liked his hair. It was part of his image. “But I’m stuck with a sarcastic villain instead, so what I’m getting is a pain in my side.”

“Oh my god,” Dabi muttered, pulling his jacket off and extending it toward Hawks. “Take this.”

[Or: Hawks gets stuck outside on patrol while it's raining and Dabi helps him dry off.]

written for @dabihawks-week day 4, for both prompts: ‘jacket’ and ‘storm’

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cassifictional · 2 years

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I'm curious, do you guys prefer longer one-shot fics (anything from like 2/3k and up), fics with multiple parts under 2/3k or just short fics? I've been working on a fic and it's turning out way longer than expected. I think I'll end up posting it all at once but I'm just curious to know what kind of fic setup and lenghts people prefer.

#cat talks #it depends on my mood but i personally prefer things under 3k just for casual reading #but oh man do i love a lot of buildup over multiple chapters for a longer fic

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daybreakx · 3 years

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These are my current wips, I’ll try to keep this post updated but ngl, I’ll probably forget about it, for that I apologize already. These are the wips that I have somewhat outlined, so if you don’t see one of your requests here, do not fret, I will probably get to it soon, I just had an inspiration strike for these ones first!

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✐ crush culture ➝ nct jaehyun

↳ genre: college au, idiots in love, humor, angst, fluff.

↳ estimated lenght: 3k+

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✐ alone together ➝ ateez yeosang

L genre: strangers to friends to lovers, angst,

fluff, college au.

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L genre: hogwarts au, enemies to lovers.

L estimated lenght: 2k+

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L genre: tba.

L estimated lenght: 1k+

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✐ inside out ➝ sf9 hwiyoung

↳ genre: bodyguard au, enemies to lovers, angst, fluff.

↳ length so far: 10k

↳ updates: tbd.

✐ another place ➝ ateez seonghwa

↳ genre: hunger games au, angst, fluff.

↳ length so far: 17k

↳ updates: ON HOLD.

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kissmetae · 5 years

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Thoughts with actions

x Taehyung

❧ AU: You’ve been keeping yourself busy lately... a little too busy for your boyfriend’s liking and he starts to get worried about you. After all, he is your boyfriend, you share a bed together and know each other well... well enough for him to be able to tell when you’re stressed ...and when you need his help to calm down...

|| FLUFFY SMUT | 3k | x reader | masterlist in bio ||

❧ Disclaimer: This is fiction. Actions and events in these stories are often exaggerated and to a certain degree unrealistic. Please have this in consideration when reading fiction, especially if it includes sexual content.

❧ Rating: MATURE || sexual content, mention of not eating enough

❧ Smut features: Cuddle-fucking, love making, just comforting and fluffy sex, ‘deep penetration kink’

❧ A/N: For anyone feeling a little stressed or overwhelmed

”Can you stay?” He asked shyly, in a tone almost too quiet to be audible and his lower lip slightly pouting.

His hand wasn’t holding you tight and it would be easy for you to pull away but there was something else than his hand that was keeping you chained.

A part of you wanted to stay... but you had to get going...

The sun wasn't even up yet but you had the idea of getting up earlier than needed to tick more things off of your never-ending mental to do list..

”You want me to stay?”

He nodded, avoiding your eyes.

”I miss you when you’re not with me...” with this his grip of your wrist got slightly tighter.

Your heart was more than fluttering at this point. It was beating hard, pounding almost.

What had gotten into him to be saying these things so suddenly?

You sat back down on the side of the bed and Taehyung’s hand moved from your wrist to your hand.

He struggled slightly to get a proper hold of your hand and you weren’t much of a help, frozen by his small actions.

How long would you be able to handle it?

How long would it be until he broke your bubble...

You lied down on the soft comforting bed with a light bounce.

Usually this action would always follow by the feeling of your muscles relaxing, lungs exhaling and a sense of letting go.

But you barely remembered what that felt like.

Stress, pressure and confusion.

But the worst of it was the fog in your mind called "future".

Sure the concept was exciting but not seeing through the fog was stressful.

You didn't know what to do.

You were moving forward but the view still remained the same.

If it wasn't for the head of messy hair on the pillow next to you, you would've been sinking way past the surface by now.

But he helped you stay afloat, like a pair of floaties. You were still swimming but he helped you make it easier.

The mattress dipped slightly as the messy dark hair shifted to turn around and face you.

"Why are you coming to bed so late?" His deep sleepy voice asked.

"I'm sorry I was-"

He groaned and rolled over so his face buried into his pillow.

"I was ... thinking."

"You know I can't sleep without you." He whimpered and searched for you with his hand.

His hand found you and he wrapped his arm around you tightly, pulling you closer against him in a loving embrace.

"That's better." He smiled softly and rubbed his cheek against your head.

Your body melted into his hold, relaxing and letting him take over some of the tension inside.

"Now tell me what you were thinking."

"It's hard to put it into words" you confessed, caressing the soft skin of his forearms.

"Hmm... then try to describe it as a scene."

"That would make a long movie"

Taehyung chuckled softly, his chest vibrating against your cheek.

His gentle hand moved up and down your back soothingly and his voice was soft spoken.

A loving kiss was placed on your head and he cuddled you closer.

"You know baby, I'm here to take your pain away..."

You nodded, grateful.

"I can make it better."

"Mmm"

"I want to make it better. But, you have to tell me what's bothering you. You're making your boyfriend worried hmm."

He nuzzled his nose over your hair lovingly, humming softly.

His cuddles were like magic...

"It's just.... it's a lot. I feel overwhelmed and confused, like I have a million options and no options at the same time and it's just so confusing because I don't know what to do."

"Oh baby... baby baby. It's going to be ok."

"I don't know..."

"It will. Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow but you will be ok, all your worries and confusing thoughts in that sweet little head of yours, they will leave and leave room for something better."

"Like?"

"Memories with me." He giggled cutely.

The memories with him were more significant than your worries to be honest, so he had a point.

"But I see you. You're my darling, I see how you feel and I worry about you a lot because I can tell that you've been pestered by a cloud lately and i wish i could capture it and punish it for making you feel this way. Bad cloud! Leave my baby alone!" He swatted with his hand over your head as if to wave away the invisible cloud.

"This is a no cloud zone!" He announced and squeezed you tighter.

"Look at me" He sounded more concerned suddenly.

"If we were to go away on a getaway, do you think it would be a good reset?"

You shrugged.

"It sounds nice..."

"We could do anything we want, no planning and eat good food... and eat properly."

You looked back down at his chest again, knowing what was coming...

"When you're stressed you forget to eat baby and when I start to notice it you need to understand that I'm supressing a mental breakdown of worry for you. You can't do that. I know it's not easy but please please please eat all your meals and every snack you crave. Text me and I'll stop by work and drop off anything you want, I'm here for you. Text me 'baby I want a daim bar' and I'll be in my car on my way with a daim bar and a kiss before you can even say wow Taehyung you're the best boyfriend in the world. Hmm?"

"You're making me crave daim now..." you chuckled and moved closer against his chest.

"Well, then I'll get some for you first thing in the morning. Because you also need sleep my love."

His hand caressed your cheek, angling your gaze back up to meet his concerned eyes again.

"It's going to be ok." He repeated.

His hand continued to caress you soothingly as he spoke.

"You know, asking for help isn't something bad. Especially not from me, because I want to help! I want to be a hero! But not any hero."

"My hero?"

"Exactly! And-"

"You already are." You cut off.

There was a short pause and you looked up to see his big doe eyes looking down at you.

"I want you to feel protected when I'm near."

You couldn't help but smile and feel warm inside.

For the moment he made it feel a lot better. You still needed to talk about it but the distraction he was giving gave you a sense of stability that was different.

"You've had a long day baby, it's time to calm down now. Anything you can't deal with in this moment is officially postponed tomorrow, so don't think about it until then."

You nodded and felt his hand touch the back of your head in a gentle patting.

He was right.

But sometimes it was easier to let go if you were told to. Tending to not listen to oneself is pretty common when you're stressed, the thought is present but the action doesn't connect.

"Ssssh.... relax"

You held your hand in a fist against his chest, feeling protected in ways only he could make you feel.

"You can cry if you need to."

Those words always triggered a tiny wave and you bit your lip to keep it still.

"I'm ok." You whispered.

"How do we make this one fall asleep then? I could sing for you?" Taehyung suggested with a wide smile.

He seemed quite awake too by now.

"I like your voice."

His hand gently collected your hair and with a slow move he allowed the lenght to slide through his palm.

"So soft."

"Sing for me!"

"I'm distracted now." He chuckled.

"Please."

"Are you tired?"

"No..."

"I might have an idea how to make us both tired... if you're down for it of course. We can lay here and cuddle all night if you want to too." He said calmly and repeated his motion with you hair. "I can make up a song for you."

"What's the idea?"

His hand made contact with your shoulder.

With a gentle push you fell to your back and he climbed on top playfully, grabbing your wrists.

He raised an eyebrow suggestively, making you laugh before he got back off again just as fast.

Your heart was beating a little harder from the sudden unexpected tackle but Taehyung was innocently giggling as if it was all but a mere joke.

You moved back onto your side again and moved up to level with his eyes.

His arm quickly wrapped around your waist again as by automatic and pulled you closer to his warmth.

"We can cuddle~" he reassured and kissed your forehead softly.

His nose quickly found your neck and nuzzled softly.

"Or we could cuddle fuck?" He suggested shyly with a sly smirk followed by a quick peck at your neck.

The suggestion was tempting, both in thought and in action... your body reacted with excitement.

"Tempting..."

"Hmm?" He hummed, sending shivers from your ear to your spine.

A decision was easy to make.

You needed him.

You wanted him, he wanted you. Fuck anything else it was all irrelevant at this point and his deep whispering voice only invited you more.

"I've missed you so much.." he pleaded, almost whimpering.

His hand travelled up over your hip to slip under the hem of your pyjama pants.

"I can make you feel so much better baby..."

His hand stopped at the very border of your core and lowers.

"If I may?" He whispered.

You nodded, giving him your consent.

He had you too riled up to even consider stopping at this point.

It didn't take a lot for your body to scream and beg for you to accept his offer... you really needed him more than you thought... not just mentally but physically as well.

His touch wasn't shy.

His fingers immediately moved lower, parting your lower lips and caressing the soft wet area.

"Don't be shy, it's just me." He teased playfully and brushed over your clit followed by yet another kiss of the neck.

Your thighs were clenched as if to hinder him from discovering how you were already getting wet even though he was already aware from the touch...

His other hand grabbed the back of your thigh with a determined grip and pulled it over his hip, thus giving his fingers more access.

He pressed himself closer.

A fingers rubbed gently over you clit, building up tension within you.

His touch was so soft and gentle yet so igniting to your senses. You squirmed and he pulled away.

You could see it in the shift of his gaze... how his eyes seemed bigger and darker with the growing craving of list within him.

With a simple move he pulled down his pyjama bottoms and kicked them off to somewhere under the sheets.

He assisted you with your own and shortly after you were both bare in front of each other... almost.

Your thigh returned to its initial spot on Taehyung's hip when his hand slid up your abdomen and grabbed your breast on the way, giving it a gentle squeeze and proceeding to take off your top.

His hand pressed firmly against your butt, urging you to come even closer.

You did as guided, feeling his hard dick barely brush against your inner thigh.

But the mere touch triggered your core to tighten in anticipation.

His warm loving hand followed the curve of your behind and up your lower back to your waist and his arm squeezed you tighter against his body.

You held him in a clingy embrace, hugging him back and holding on to him as your hero.

His leg moved between yours and you could feel him much more...

How he pressed his crotch against you, causing the length of his cock to slide across your lips, enticing you even more.

Taehyung reached down, wrapping his hand around his thick length and pushed the tip between your lips.

He dragged it up and down a few times before positioning the tip by your entrance.

The gentle pressure triggered you to leak ever so slightly.

He shifted slightly, wrapping his arm around you snuggly and nuzzling his face against your neck again.

With a gentle push the tip slowly made its way in, spreading you apart.

Taehyung groaned.

"You're tight..." he whispered, smirking. "So tight and so warm... I missed this."

He thrusted in deeper, stretching you around his thickness.

You curled your toes. The pleasure was heavenly... the feeling of him filling you up, stretching you wide and making you all wet and turned on.... it was exactly what you wanted and needed right now.

Just him. Just Taehyung.

Nothing else.

With a shaky exhale he thrusted in deep all the way and remained put to allow you to adjust.

Not much time was needed.

Your arousal was making him glisten and you were clenching needily, earning soft moans from him.

"You feel so nice..." he smiled, in utter euphoria.

His hug tightened and he began to thrust in a slow pace....

Half-way out and back in deep, slow and passionate.

It felt cozy.

His cheek rubbed against your jaw like a needy kitten begging to be pat.

You tangled your hand in his soft messy curls and you could feel him relax against you, still thrusting passionately with soft moans.

You knew very well how much he loved to be touched during sex. Anywhere in fact, hand on his back, on his luscious behind or pressed to his chest... but his very favourite was of course tangles in his hair, soothing his scalp and giving him tingles while he was pleasured and pleasuring.

He pushed a little deeper and let out a blissful mix of a chuckle and a groan.

The hottest of its kind...

The rocking rhythm of his hips was soothing but at the same time it felt like a passionate intimate massage that with each thrust sent you closer and closer to the highest cloud.

You let out a long sweet moan for him as your body relaxed more he pulled you even closer (if it was even possible at this point...) making your breasts press firmly against his chest.

"Does it feel good?" He whispered.

"Mmm."

"Talk to me."

"It feels amazing." You confessed, playing with one of his curls.

He pulled back more and thrusted back in a little faster, still pushing just as deep.

Maybe it was obvious, but he had a thing for deep penetration.

He was making love to your body.

Sweet blissful love... and it felt heavenly.

"Taehyung..." you moaned, feeling him brush against your most fragile spot within.

He smirked, finding more pleasure in the sound of his name from your lips.

He sped up furthermore, making the thrusts shorter and harder, causing you both to get short of breath.

His lips pressed against the neck of your skin, placing sloppy kisses and you could tell was nearing his release.

The love making turned into love fucking eventually and Taehyung's hips were hitting harder and harder against your core, building you up dangerously close to your climax.

You were vocal and so was he, panting with whimpering moans and pleading grunts between.

It was amazing.

You really wanted to orgasm...

You craved it so bad....

Taehyung pushed you onto your back and moved up on top of you without pulling out and began thrusting fast and hard.

Your hand found his toned back and caressed his warm soft honey skin in order to hold on.

His attractive grunts echoed by your ear and his hands squeezed your hips tight.

The grunts turned into higher pitched whimpers and the tight knot within felt like it would burst any second.

Your grip around him was tight, holding on for dear life as he fucked you deep and passionately.

His expression was a mix a exhaustion and desperate pleasure.

"I-I'm gonna cum" he confessed, followed by a long moan.

"Cum for me baby..." he begged. "Cum"

He thrusted faster.

You were so close.

You bet your lip, nodding in response to his encouragements when he suddenly pulled out almost all the way and thrusted back in hard and deep, breaking the knot apart and making your muscles tense up tight and hard for what felt like seconds to then release like you were pushed off the cloud.

With the second hard thrust Taehyung released with a loud whimpering groan and a tight hold of you.

You pulsated hard, practically milking him off of every drop of cum but he loved the feeling.

Out of breath he laid his head against your shoulder while you caressed his back, catching your own breathe as well.

You needed this.

The feelings that consumed you shortly after were only begging for being close to Taehyung and to be hugged and caressed.

Taehyung pushed himself up on his forearms and carefully pulled out slowly.

"Fuck, that felt amazing." He smirked, cheeks slightly pink.

He fell to his side next to you and quickly pulled you close against him.

"I won't let you go baby." He ensured.

You wrapped your arm around him and nuzzled your face against his neck.

He smelt so nice.

It was a familiar scent, a home scent, a boyfriend scent....

"You smell so nice."

"Thank you." He giggled and caressed your back.

His nose brushed against your cheek sweetly.

"You smell nice too, you smell like my girlfriend." He smiled, followed by a soft hum.

You felt ready for a nap...

Tired, relaxed and at peace of mind in the arms of the love of your life.

"Just relax baby... I'm right here" Taehyung reassured, sounding a little sleepy and pressing you firmer against him.

Before you began to drift you felt a sweet kiss press against your forehead and you knew you would be able to sleep well this night.

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epicstuckyficrecs · 4 years

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Weekly Recap | March 30-April 5

Out of self-isolation, woop woop! Also a first for me, there’s a podifc on the recap for the first time!

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💙 [Podfic] If They Haven't Learned Your Name by quietnight/ @quietnighty (Post-WS | Podfic lenght: >10h | Not Rated): aka Steve and Bucky's Global Honeymoon Revenge World Tour.

in the heat of the moment by Deisderium/ @deisderium (ABO, Pre-TFA | 9K | Explicit): In which Steve presents very late as an omega. Bucky isn't supposed to go see him, but when has he ever done what he was supposed to do where Steve is concerned? (Part 1 of would smell as sweet)

💙 good on my own (needed me) by mcwho (Modern AU | 12K | Explicit): There are some mistakes that could be made by anybody. Anybody. Bucky taught high school pretty much his whole life, and that was fine, those were kids, and he knew all of them anyway, which meant there was very little chance of him accidentally fucking any of his students during an impulsive post-marital-breakdown Grindr hook-up. Which is exactly what he had done with Steve.or: bucky has not let steve rogers fuck him since his sophomore year (Part 1 of himbo-verse)

cheffing and sabotage by mcwho (Modern AU | 3K | Explicit): "So,” Steve says conversationally. “That’s a yes on the olive oil. For lube purposes.” Part 2 of himbo-verse

Brooklyn by togina/ @toli-a (Post-WS | 8,7K | Teen): "Captain America, what's your stance on gay marriage?" Everyone knows that, by now. Everyone but Bucky.

Poise and Rationality (Have Nothing to Do with Steve Rogers) by romanticalgirl (Canon-verse | 1K | Teen): Steve does something stupid.

💙 bullet in a gun (but in the end, my time will come) by voxofthevoid/ @voxofthevoid (Post-Endgame, Canon-divergent | 25K | Explicit): Post-Thanos, Bucky Barnes has happily settled into a life of peace and pining. That’s when alternate versions of the best friend he’s secretly in love with start showing up.

💙 Two Colors, White and Gold by Carelica (Canon-Divergent | 36K | Explicit): He’s here, he’s alive. His hand is on a tree.

Never go to bed alone when you have a library card by relenafanel/ @relenafanel (Library AU | 5K | Teen): Tall, blond hottie (in a sweater) was back, staring at the wall of new and popular titles with a thoughtful expression on his face. He came in every Tuesday night like clockwork, read through the summaries on the back of a handful of books with his profile turned just enough towards the front entrance that Bucky could see the slope of his nose and take joy in watching those arm muscles minutely flex as he shifted the book in his grasp.

💙 Like it’s the Only Thing I’ll Ever Do by howdoyousleep/ @howdoyousleep3 (ABO AU | 39K | Explicit): When Steve opens the door, Bucky feels like he’s been living in clouds for the past few days, maybe even his entire life. Steve is life, Steve is happiness, Steve is the sun. He has such a visceral reaction to seeing the Alpha that he feels his knees go weak, feels his body draw tight towards the other man, pulled in. Or big Alpha Steve moves into sweet little Omega Bucky’s apartment building and a roller-coaster build of a romance ensues.

lay all your love on me by chilibabie07 (Canon | 1,4K | Mature): Bucky wakes up to an empty bed and goes to look for Steve so he can be cuddled.

WIP

Baby, you could be the death of me by SinpaiCasanova (Werewolf Steve, ABO AU | 1/2 | 3K | Explicit): It’s strange for him to consider that fate or the universe–whatever is driving this compulsion, really–needs Bucky here for some reason or another, but he’s passed by these woods at least a thousand times before on his way into town, and each time his eyes drifted toward the trees, his heart would give a restless tug against his ribs like an excited dog on a leash. Eventually, the call became too much for him to ignore, and so here he is, surrendering himself to the woods and praying like hell that he doesn’t end up in the belly of a beast by daylight.

The Mnemosyne Project by onymousann (Post-WS | 11K | 4/? | Explicit): Someone’s trying to talk to the Winter Soldier. Steve intends to find out who. (Part 2 of ocean eyes)

💙 How to Fuck With (and Feed) Your Soulmate by BlueSimplicity/ @bluesimplicity73 (Soulmate AU, Shrunkyclunks | 11/? | 65K | Explicit): It’s called the Grey Space; a patch of skin marking you as blessed and the first sign you have a soulmate. Steve Rogers didn’t have one when he crashed into the ice. But he did when he woke up in the future. The second sign is the Sense, a sharing of one the senses to help soulmates find each other. Steve’s Sense, taste, is rare, but he loves a challenge and a soulmate is a gift from the Fates. Except instead of a blessing, it’s a curse, since his soulmate is a dick. Bucky Barnes loves food and a homecooked meal is something he cherishes. When his Grey Space starts to itch, Bucky can’t help his excitement, since the Sense he and his soulmate share is taste. But not for long. Whoever he’s bound to has the blandest diet in the world, ignoring all Bucky’s messages. After weeks of putting up with tasteless food, Bucky decides to strike back.

Re-Read

We're All Stupid When We're Hurting by Taste_is_Sweet/ @taste-is-sweet (Post-WS | 8K | Teen): Bucky had completed missions while in more terrible pain. It was amazing what you could push through when the punishment for failure was so much worse. But he hadn't needed to do that for over a year now. He'd gotten used to not being in pain, remembered what it was like to be human. He knew no one would ever put him in the chair again. He knew he was safe here. He knew Tony could fix his arm without hurting him. Of course he did. But it didn't make a damn bit of difference to the terror that shook him like a dog at just the thought of sitting down and stretching his arm out for Tony to fuck with. Might as well stretch out his neck to have his throat slit. Hell, that'd be easier.

💙 we gotta let go of all of our ghosts by hitlikehammers (Post-WS | 8K | Mature): It’s just hard, really, if he’s honest: this time, more than the first, here in a new millennium, having found Bucky again against all odds, in a time where there was hope, where they could have been… Well. It’s just that it’s bad enough to come in second place to a Stark once in his lifetime. But twice might just be more than Steve can bear.

The thing that drives the wolves away by caughtinanocean/ @wintergaydar (Post-WS | 7,8K | Teen): The thing about Bucky these days is that, while he might be a semi-mythical assassin, he's also vulnerable—the kind of vulnerable that makes total strangers want to drape a blanket over his shoulders and take him to safety. The problem is, of course, that Bucky is already safe.

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stuckybingo · 4 years

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The Heart Beats Hard (Chapter 1) Creator(s): plutosrose Card number: 012 Link:https://archiveofourown.org/works/29987721/chapters/73829079 Square filled: E4, Detective AU Rating: E Archive warnings: Rape/Noncon Major tags: Past Rape/Noncon, Alternate Universe - Detectives, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Murder Investigation, Detective Steve Rogers Summary:

“Your husband made a substantial amount of money after the robbery,” Steve said, flipping through his notebook. However, he didn’t miss the way that Bucky’s nose wrinkled when he said ‘husband.’ “Are you certain that he didn’t have any enemies?”

Bucky snorted and put his wine glass down. “I didn’t say he didn’t have enemies. I said I didn’t know who would want to kill him--and that’s true, I don’t know. Because everyone probably did. Hell, I wish that I had.”

After the mysterious death of the Bank of New York City's President and CEO Alexander Pierce, Steve comes face-to-face with his equal mysterious and enigmatic husband.

Word count: 2,212

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2ya2yao · 4 years

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SUPER JUNIOR PROMPT FIC CHALLENGE!

Hi! So, in order to increase SJ fanfics on tumblr I made this thing.

Check under the cut because is long af.

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Fic masterlist here!

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Rules:

You can choose up to 3 prompts. You can either write 2 or 3 different one shots or combine the prompts, it’s up to you.

It can be the lenght of words you want (less of 1k, 3k, 5k, etc.).

You can add an original character or do it with a reader insert. Female and male are okay, we don’t discriminate.

Let me know on my ask, notes, etc. what prompt(s) you’ll take and for which member(s).

When your one shot is ready, send me the link (ask or message, it’s ok). I’ll post it on my side blog with a list of fics made specially for the challenge. I’m posting this here because I have more followers, sorry.

The challenge will be closed until all prompts are taken.

Reblog this so more people can participate! lol. That’s it, have fun!

General prompts:

“Are you drunk?”

“This is why we can’t have nice things” for SJ in general, taken by @k-ryeo

“ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person.” for Siwon, taken by @kfaem

“How about a hug, hm?”

“I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” for Yesung, taken by @international-kpopfan

“This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.” for Leeteuk, taken by @justmitchie

“ Why are you naked?”

“You fainted, straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” for Siwon, taken by @superwinkies

“People are staring.” for Leeteuk, taken by @justmitchie

“Wanna go see a movie with me?”

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“You’d be a great mom/dad.”

“I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!”

“You’re really hot, it’s a shame you have that personality.”

Dialogue prompts: 4 & 5 are one dialogue, I’m sorry my stupid ass thought they were two separate ones lol.

“Take my hand.” “Why?” “I’m trying to ask you to marry me, so take my damn hand!”

“I’m surprised you haven’t killed him yet.” “I keep trying but nobody let’s me get very far.” for Yesung, taken by @gratatata-shalala

“I’m just tired.” “That’s understandable. Go and sleep, I’ll sort everything out.” for Leeteuk, taken by @obsessedwithbbandsuju

“It’s not fair. You keep this up and I just might-”

“You ‘just might’ what? Leave me? Hurt me? You’ve done it all.”

“Can you give me a massage?” “No, because you moan really loud and our neighbours think we’re having sex.” for Eunhyuk or Ryeowook, taken by @international-kpopfan

“Are you SURE I can’t punch him in the face?” “Yes.” “What if I break his nose a little?” for Siwon, by kfaem.

“We’ve been driving for hours, are we nearly there yet?” “I would honestly like to tell you something other than ‘no’, but life is cruel.”

“Did you just… agree with me?” “Oh, I wish I could take-” “Nope! You said it! No take-backs!”

“Stop being seductive.” “I was being myself, but okay.”

“Just calm down, things will be fine.” “My wife/husband is being held at gunpoint and you think now is a suitable time to tell me to calm down.”

"You should think things through before you say them aloud.” “Where’s the fun in that?” for Heechul, taken by @ditttiii

“Can we start over?” “From where? We were doomed from the beginning.”

Smut prompts we thirsty af:

“You’re so perfect. And I’m so fucking lucky.”

“I missed you so much.”

“Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?”

“No touching. You just sit there and watch.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Oh, the things I’d do to that pretty mouth.”

“I want to hear you beg for it.”

“There’s not enough makeup in the world to cover up this hickey, what did you do to me?”

“Bend over, I’m not kidding.”

“You have no idea what you do to me.”

“I like it when you say my name like that.”

“I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to kiss you senseless right now.” for Kyuhyun or Leeteuk, taken by @international-kpopfan

“We’re in public, you know.” for Heechul, taken by @obsessedwithbbandsuju

Prompts source: here, here, here and here. woop. I thought it was going to take me longer. Thanks in advance if you participate! ♡

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