#let's talk about wolf hybrid!steve !!

[ddejavvu]

WOLF HYBRID!STEVE - I AM UNWELL 🥵🥵👀

I have a strong idea that he is the ultimate fan of cockwarming - constantly wanting to be inside you, keeping you full, his scent on you at all times, making sure you're wasting NONE of the loads he gives you.

He doesn't care if it's morning, night, in public, or at home - you're always wearing a skirt and in his lap, and he's stuffing you like you're nothing but a doll for him to use.

"that's my girl, jus' like that, let me in,"

"good girl, just sit nice and pretty, hm? gotta make sure everyone knows who you belong to"

"shh, s'okay puppy, just gonna keep you full, make sure you don't waste any of my precious cum, need it to all take"

YOU HAVE A BIG BRAIN MEI, I'M SO UNWELL RN

every time you pop into my inbox i know i'll have a good time thank you so much for your service <33

this post is 18+, minors dni. (cw: hybrid au with wolf hybrid!steve. don't like don't read).

COCKWARMING WITH- ???!?31/1/2/?! OHHH MY GOD TAKE ME NOW he's soooo big. steve already has the dong of the century but wolf hybrid!steve??? jesus, it's a third leg. it's thick and long and veiny and stuffs you stupid, and it's your personal seat. you're always cockwarming him, he'll watch a movie with you on the couch and immediately slip under your little skirt to push himself inside of you. and the togetherness gives him extra opportunities to scent you, his chin hooked over your shoulder as he butts his ears into your neck and rubs his nose along your jaw, smothering you in his scent

he's a big fan of cumming on you and not just in you!! well, what he does is he cums in you every single time, but there's definitely some overflow 'cause he just cums so. much. and what he does is he drags his hand through the excess that's seeping out of your gaping cunt and he drags it along your thighs, then your stomach, then your tits. he'll lick you clean, too, panting as he laps up his cum from between your tits and licks it up into your mouth.

if you ever whine or complain about him cockwarming you- be careful. he won't ever be rude or forceful, but he'll explain himself in such an endearing (and attractive) way that you can't say no.

"Jus' wanna make sure you smell like me, angel." His brows are furrowed in concern, "Don't you wanna be mine?"

Ohh and when you whine about overstimulation when you cockwarm him he smooths your hair back behind your face and kisses your cheeks and licks up your jaw and nuzzles his nose below your ear and goes ''s okay, honey, it's okay. we have to make sure it takes, that's what you want, isn't it? wanna be nice and full?'

[klaus-littlestwolf]

I have a Story Stuck in my Head!

Hybrids Mafia Princess Series

I want to know if anyone thinks of something similar because this one has been running through my head for months. You know the story you tell in your head to fall asleep to? This has been mine for a while.

Mafia!Bucky Barnes and his girl have been together for years now and have a daughter, she has been the light of her fathers life since the day she was born, spoiled rotten.

As she got older though they grew apart, Bucky having no clue what to do with a teenage daughter, he still adores her of course, but she feels as if he has forgotten about her for years…

Cue Klaus Mikaelson!

Y/n meets Klaus at some party her father is forced to bring his wife and daughter to, schmoozing with all of the political idiots New York has to offer and Klaus (who has only recently broken his curse mind you) realizes that Y/n is his wolfs mate, one he has craved since the day he first killed and turned into a werewolf over 1000 years ago.

Klaus introduces himself, getting his girl a drink and flirting, barely noticing all of the looks he receives from the men around the room who all know better than to get that close to James Barnes daughter. They end up in a corner talking about anything and everything, both of them loving how honest they are able to be with each other for what feels like the first time ever, until of course one of her fathers men shows up. She quickly tells Steve to fuck off before pulling Klaus outside, insisting he leaves, giving him time to get away from her father and though Klaus doesn’t care about the man, he sees her fear and he does as she asks.

Later that night, after her mother scolded her all the way home for leaving her security (something that she’s sure was really her fathers issue but he had forced her mother to bring it up, making her feel like her father was avoiding her again) she hears a knock on her window and opens it to find her sexy Hybrid waiting for her to invite him in. They spend the whole night talking and Klaus tells her everything, knowing that his mate would be the one person that wouldn’t judge him or leave him. Y/n also told Klaus about her life, about who her father is and how she feels unloved by him and trapped in this house, and Klaus swears to save her, promises to give her a life away from her fathers business and cruelty (not that Klaus’ cruelty is any better but at least he won’t ever let her wonder whether he loves her or not, she will always know and that is a comfort to her in every way she needed).

One of Bucky’s men sees Klaus sneaking out her window before dawn and informs his boss, running a background check on the man and finding 5 different identities, this convinces Bucky that the man was sent by one of his enemies to hurt him by getting to his daughter. Bucky berates her for being so stupid to fall for this and though she knows the truth she can’t tell him about Klaus, she swore she would tell no one and she won’t break her promise. Bucky breaks Y/n’s heart, believing her so dumb and naive but she allows him to think this of her, already believing her father hates her anyway, which is why she does not hesitate to run away with Klaus later that night.

Bucky searches for her for months, his heart broken at the idea that his daughter thought she was unloved by him. He needed her to know that it wasn’t true and he was just an idiot who didn’t know how to care for a teenage girl. Eventually he finds a man who had been dealing with Klaus lately, clearly not knowing that he was a vampire and ending up injured beside Steve with the rest of his men all slaughtered.

It’s then that Y/n shows up, more beautiful than Bucky had ever seen her, screaming at the creature and demanding he explain why he believed he had the right to harm her family, shocking Bucky and Steve both at how terrified this man was of her. They quickly realized however that it wasn’t really Y/n that he was afraid of as Klaus shows up…

Honestly I have many different endings to that story at this point but it’s been rotting my brain for a while now so I thought ‘maybe someone else will like it too’ and here we are🤣

Mafia!Bucky’s Daughter is Klaus’ Mate Moodboard

[capricornsicle]

The "Wolves" of Teen Wolf

Let's talk about wolves. No, not werewolves, much as I love to talk about them, but wolves. More under the cut, because this is going to be a long post.

Teen Wolf is no stranger to using real wolves for filming. In this 2013 article by Hypable (unfortunately the super-helpful videos within about this subject are no longer available), the author describes a video of how animal handler and trainer Chris Edrington (his IMDb page), previously working with Paws for Effect and now Working Wildlife, brought two wolves, Shadow and Frankie, to the set of Teen Wolf for shots of Shadow baring his teeth in the "This Might Hurt" Season 3a promo. The video within the article, which would be really cool to watch if it was still available, allegedly features Edrington describing how Shadow was trained to bare his teeth for TV.

(Image: The trained wolf Shadow bares his teeth. Image courtesy of MTV's season 3a "This Might Hurt" promo, linked in the above paragraph.)

Why use real wolves for TV instead of CGI? Well, back in ye olden times, or 2013, it cost a lot less to hire a real wolf for a day than to CGI one. Nowadays, CGI animals are a dime a dozen (mostly because CGI artists aren't unionized the way set artists and animal handlers in Hollywood are, as touched upon by this Guardian article). This Wall Street Journal article about filming with real wolves for HBO's True Blood asserts that, "The cost of live wolves varies, but they typically rent for under $500 a day, plus the cost of trainers." But also: "Since the animals prefer to travel in packs, six or seven additional wolves may accompany a wolf actor, but producers don't have to pay for the rest of the entourage."

(Image: Trainers working with stunt wolves on the set of HBO's True Blood. Image courtesy of Wall Street Journal article linked in paragraph above.)

Of course, having real wolves on set poses a problem: wolves are not dogs. And wolves do not act like dogs. They're very cute and fluffy, but try to pet one, and they may just take your arm off. The WSJ article linked above also describes some of Steve Martin's (owner of Working Wildlife) usual suspects for TV wolves, and how they differ greatly in personality and are better suited to different filming locations and different types of scenes. It also describes times on set where actors were stopped from eating food before the wolves were due for filming, because of the safety hazard to both actor and handler.

So what do real wolves act like? Well, citing my experience working at an animal shelter (2 years handling dogs/cats, coordinating/working events, facilitating adoptions) and my experience volunteering at a wolfdog sanctuary (1 year working with mostly mid-content and few high-content wolfdogs, after extensive training about safe handling), wolves are like large Spitz breeds (Huskies, Malamutes, Akitas, etc., the Pomeranian and some other small, fluffy dogs also fall within that category), but on steroids.

I am choosing not to mention the locations or names of places I have worked, in the interest of internet privacy. If you would like to know more about my experience working with wolfdogs, feel free to send an ask! Or, visit the page for one of the following wolfdog sanctuaries/rescues: Yamnuska, Wild Spirit, Texas Wolfdog Project, Shy Wolf

You may know people describing their Siberian Huskies and Alaskan Malamutes as many things -- beautiful, majestic, energetic, intelligent, mischievous, and often, destructive. The AKC page for Siberian Huskies actually specifies that owners should never let their Husky off-lead, because of their strong desire to run at any given opportunity, but they are animals that can be friendly and good with children if well-socialized.

Wolves do not do that. They are not friendly with people, and they are certainly not safe around children. Many people keep wolf/dog hybrids (and many keep them poorly, but that's a different subject), most of them rescues from irresponsible breeders or people who thought they were getting a regular domestic dog. While some wolfdogs are incredibly well-trained, able to go on pleasant off-leash walks, and attend educational events about wolfdogs, most require an outdoor habitat with extremely specific fencing, a lot of space, and diligent attention to their mental and physical exercise needs, and may never be affectionate with their handlers.

As the WSJ article describes, Working Wildlife also keeps wolfdogs on retainer, usually high content (a high percentage of wolf DNA compared to dogs, in the 75%+ range), for scenes where wolves may not be able to tolerate actors and their movements. However, even hybrids can be unpredictable and snappy. The article also describes a time when Brit Morgan (who plays werewolf Debbie Pelt on True Blood), shot a scene with two wolfdogs, and one got too excited and snapped at her (the actress was fine, and says it's one of her favorite scenes).

From my own personal experience, wolves and wolfdogs are very skittish, generally afraid of humans, and like to communicate with your teeth. If you've ever tried to take something out of a large dog's mouth (which is incorrect, instead offer something else to pick up and redirect the dog's attention so you keep all of your fingers), well, imagine doing that but the dog is 150lbs (about 68kg) and the something is your arm. If you don't keep your mouth closed, it will quickly be investigated by a wolfdog's tongue, and the only time you should have food near anything even part wolf is when you are carefully feeding it large chunks of raw meat, which, to a wolfdog waiting impatiently for dinner, is not terribly different from the hand that's holding it.

Wolves are fascinating creatures, and generally poorly understood by both TV and by the general population. Dr. David Mech, author of the study that started the theory of "alpha wolves" and eventually was adapted into the "alpha male", has renounced that research (and begged the publisher to stop printing his outdated 1968 book), rejecting the idea of "alpha" wolves in favor of the "adult male" and "adult female", because wolves in the wild actually group into packs by family, not by some constantly fighting hierarchy of pure male dominance. You can read more about his research on his website.

(Image: Dr. Mech studying arctic wolves on Ellesmere Island, where wolves have little interaction with humans and can be more safely studied up close. Image is public domain, found on the USGS website.)

So Teen Wolf doesn't have a very accurate impression of the social hierarchy of wolves. Ok, it was an MTV show that started airing in 2011, what do you expect, but! Let's bring together Hollywood wolves and Dr. Mech's research to further discuss the "wolves" of Teen Wolf.

Why do I keep putting "wolves" in quotations? Well, because the black "wolf" we start seeing in season 4, Derek's "evolved wolf form" (and is the same canine actor in season 5 when we see Theo's wolf form, and also Talia Hale in 3x08 "Visionary"), is most certainly not a wolf. It looks to me like an all-black German Shepherd or similar breed (GSDs have a good profile for playing a wolf, but the coloring tends to give them away, which is why a lot of "wolves" on TV are solid black or white -- similarly, many horses on the screen are black or white, because it's easier to paint over markings and match colors than with chestnuts or bays, which are astronomically more common colors). However, I was unable to find any information about the doggy actor, and no handler or organization was listed in Teen Wolf's credits for the appropriate episodes, so the actual stats of the dog in question are unknown. If you do have any information, please feel free to share!

(Images: (top left) Wolf!Derek jumps down from a rocky ledge, showing his size in comparison to Araya Calavera. (top right) Wolf!Derek, with glowing blue eyes, runs towards Kate Argent. The dog is considerably less than waist height. (bottom left) Wolf!Theo chases Mason and Liam through the high school. We can see that the dog is of medium-large size, maybe 50lbs (22.5kg). (bottom right) A closer view of Wolf!Theo shows the same white markings that Wolf!Derek also has. Images are all screencaps from Teen Wolf: 4x12 "Smoke and Mirrors" and 5x02 "Parasomnia".)

Why not use a real wolf for these scenes, when Teen Wolf hired real wolves for the season 3a promo? Well, for the behavioral reasons listed above, it wouldn't be possible for a real wolf or a wolfdog to safely tackle Jill Wagner in 4x12 when the cue is that Derek, in wolf form, leaps up and attacks her, which is why a doggy actor is used, and Jill Wagner does a convincing job of pretending she's not playing with a well-trained dog. Again, CGI was still expensive, so sizing it up or CGI-ing the entire "wolf" would have been a lot of work, when most audiences wouldn't be able to immediately tell a large dog from a wolf.

But most audiences are not me. And I can tell the difference between a wolf and a wolfdog and a dog pretty well, mostly from my experience working with wolfdogs, and coordinating with shelters who believed they had been handed a wolfdog and couldn't adopt it out to the public. For reference, here's a wolf (Romeo, beloved local wolf of Juneau, Alaska, known 2003-2009, est. at least 8yo at time of death) next to a large dog (left), medium dog (center), and several dogs (right). You can learn more about him in this NatGeo article.

(Images: (left) Romeo, a black wolf, touches noses with a large black dog, who is much smaller than him. (center) Romeo stands next to a sitting medium herding-type dog, which is dwarfed in comparison. (right) Romeo stands with the large black dog, the medium dog, and another medium herding-type dog, all of whom are much smaller than him. Center photograph by Jos Bakker, left and right source unknown.)

So how big would real wolves have been? Well, setting aside anything about Theo, because he's a chimera and who knows whether he's supposed to have a wolf form or a coyote form or a coywolf form, here's my rendition of a size chart containing a real wolf, the "wolf" on Teen Wolf, and Jill Wagner.

(Image: A size comparison of the Teen Wolf "wolf", a grey wolf, and Jill Wagner. Jill Wagner is 5'8", the wolf is 2'8" at the shoulder, and the Teen Wolf "wolf" is scaled to be 2" at the shoulder. In cm, Jill Wagner is 172cm, the wolf is 81cm, and the Teen Wolf "wolf" is 61cm. The Teen Wolf "wolf" is quite a bit shorter than waist-height, while the real wolf's ears are at belt height. The wolf is from Smithsonian Magazine. The picture of Jill Wagner is one I pulled from Google. The Teen Wolf "wolf" is Talia Hale from 3x08. The poses were difficult to match because Jill Wagner tends to be bipedal and canines tend to walk on four legs.)

In summary:

There's no such thing as "alpha wolves".

Wolves are big. Very big. Much, much bigger than you think they are.

The "wolves" on Teen Wolf are only a little more than half the size of real wolves. They are very small.

Some other trivia for Teen Wolf viewers: The correct amount of whiskey to pour is 2oz (59mL) or about 1/5 to 1/4 of an average scotch glass.

[iceprincessviviane]

Whispers in the darkness

Paring: Yandere!C!Technoblade x BookwormEnchanter!Female!Reader

Type: Romantic (Technoblade is yandere) Trilogy - part two. (Previous part, next part)

Warnings: swearing, possessivness, yandere, angst, injury, blood, threats, sugestive content, silly jokes created by me.

Summary: Technoblade is trying to convince and adjust Y/N to new situation and himself. Some time has passed, but troubles are showing.

Author's note: Continuation from part one. Insipration from ACOTAR. English isn't my first language, so sorry for any mistakes.

Words in red colour are Technoblade's voices.

Words in blue colours are Y/N thoughts.

Three days have passed and Y/N felt better. She was almost lying in bed all day, but she started to fast recovery. All her energy was restored and she could left their room. Technoblade went at adventure in Nether, for some supplies. She slowly went downstairs, hearing the cooking sounds and humming. Of course Phil was standing in the kitchen, preparing something. They both froze for a while. Realization hit her harder, than she expected. He knew... he had to know. Winged man sighed and his shoulders dropped. As he thought, he didn't know what to do.

"I... I noticed that Techno has thing for you, I adviced him conversation or something... when he left two days ago for training I have never expected, that he will come back with you in his arms. I was shocked, afraid and confused." Phil explained slowly.

Y/N bit her lip and hugged herself. He was one of her the most trusted person here, aside with Foolish and Bench Trio.

"Listen, I was with Techno through a lot of shit. He is my friend and I will always be on his side, no matter what. I don't fully support... this kidnapping, but I am still with him." He continued, then took cups of tea and plate with sandwiches. "Hungry?"

Y/N nodded and sat down. He put everything on table and sat too. Everything looked like during her last visit. Phil was living in house in opposite combined with Techno's by bridge.

"So... you won't help me convince him to let me go, right?" She asked with saddness.

"Unfortunetly no. I am not going to be involved in stuff between you and him. But is it that bad? You are not missing anything, Techno is caring about you, here is safe and all the stuff you need." He looked at her.

"I used to be a free person, you know..."

"I am sure, that he will let you go on backyard. On attic, we can set up enchanting place with books and stuff. Sometimes Ranboo is visiting us." Phil was determined to show good sides of current situation.

He didn't want to be manipulative, but for everyone's greater good, was that she had to accept her fate. Technoblade could be rough, when it came to be obedient. He really acted diffrent, since he found his thing for her and now, when Y/N was there, he was calmer and more relaxed. If she would escape, he will for sure track her down and then, everyone which would help, will be in great danger. Technoblade wasn't leaving something behind. Probably whole Smp will be burning. Maybe it was selfish, but Phil didn't want any argues or wars for now. Y/N was eating quietly, thinking about his words. It wasn't that bad for sure. She expected being injured and thrown into cellar or something and actually they didn't even tie her.

"You are being serious with that enchanting place and yard?" She asked quietly.

Phil nodded and smiled to her gently. After eating he took her to the attic, where was some space and shelfes. Immediately her humor improved, they even started to talk about setting up enchanting place. Later this day, Phil left to his house and Y/N was reading on the couch, cover by the blanket, because days here were colder than in main Smp part. Technoblade managed to bring most of her personal stuff here including clothes. She was wearing warm sweater and pants, but still got closer to the fireplace, which was very nice in her opinion. Sun started to go down, she was thinking if Techno will come, Phil said that he sometimes made trips, which lasted days.

Sudden sound of opening door caused her to turned at it's direction. Piglin hybrid stepped inside and smiled to her warm.

"Hi darliIIIAAAAAA!" He screamed and dropped something.

Y/N frowned and stood up. Small ball of fur squeaked and immediately recognized it's owner, it asap ran to her and hid behind her.

"Snowflake!" She screamed and picked up her fox gently, then petted it's head softly.

"It bit me!" Techno growled and sucked his injured finger. "This had to be surprise..."

She sent him warm smile and again sat on the couch. Snowflake snuggle her head into Y/N's chest, she hugged her back.

"Thank you for bringing her here..." She looked at him softly. "It mean a lot to me..."

The Blade smiled proudly and came closer. Fox started to growl, when he approached. Y/N gently petted her.

"It's all right my little one. He isn't that scary as he seems in first take." She smiled at Techno.

After a few minutes small ball of fur calmed and accommodate itself on Y/N's lap and went to sleep. Technoblade quietly sat on couch and looked at them curiously.

"Do you know that I am scary, intimidating and grim huh?" He whispered.

Y/N rolled eyes and looked at him. "Of course I know. I experienced that few days ago."

Silence fell upon them, Technoblade didn't excatly know what to say, this whole situation shloud looked way diffrent, he just didn't predict this whole chase, althought is was fun.

'Make her forget about it.' 'She will understand.' 'Chase was interesting.'

"Phil showed me the attic and mentioned, that there we could make enchanting place. Is that true?" She asked quietly, looking deep into his eyes.

"Yes of course! It's all yours, you can make there your working place." He said and took her hand, then gently rub it with his thumb.

"Really?"

He nodded with honest smile. Y/N hugged him gently, watching out at fox. "Thank you. Also I need a basket and blanket for Snowflake..."

"This isn't a trouble princess."

}*{

Some days passed Y/N was busy with making her workplace. Technoblade helped her, Phil occasionaly showed, but didn't want to interrupt them both. They worked hard with wood, she made enchanting table, because he brought most of her supplies to cottage, being careful and avoided everyone. For now none was looking for her and Techno wished, that this would last the longest, no troubles, no worries, just him and Y/N happy.

Piglin hybrid also brought her notes and books, so Y/N could study again, she was so happy about it, finally could do something useful. When the attic was finally done, she went into their shared bedroom. Deep inside she was still hesitant, when it came to Technoblade, but decided to don't make him angry. Being in tundra wasn't so bad, but also wasn't a paradise. Yes, she was thinking how to get herself from this awkward situation, but hasn't find solution yet.

Immediately Snowflake get up from her basket and sniffed around. Y/N smiled softly, recently her fox was more curious and brave, even tried to play with Techno's fox named Aura.

"Let's go to outside for a while, we both need fresh air."

They went outside, Y/N took a deep breath. Fox immediately jump off and started to run through the snow. She covered herself more by cloak and sit near, watching cute ball of fur playing around. Fresh air let her relaxed more and clean up thoughts. Around were silence, hound was sleeping in special building, sometimes Steve was moving in snow, to find a good position. Around the fence slept more wolfes, guarding the exits. Y/N swallowed slowly, she wasn't able to go through. Unfortunately, Snowflake had another idea, fox fast ran away from yard, jumping in snow and spinning around.

"Snowflake!" Y/N stood up immediately and ran to her. "Come back!"

But little fox puppy didn't want to listen, it ran away even more far. Worrying owner didn't think too much, just found place, where dogs were away and jumped over the fence. One of them woke up and started to bark and howl. Snowflake put her ears back, came back into her owner's arms, curling up. She hugged her tightly.

"Don't do it again, you scared me..." she whispered quietly into it's fur.

Cold wind started to blow and Y/N heard the whole hound howling, it was terrifying. She turned back just to meet Technoblade standing intimidating with sword in his hand.

"Are you trying to escape?" He asked slowly observing her.

"What? No! Snowflake ran away, she got over the fence..." Y/N explained quietly.

"You really think, that I am going to belive in this?" He made one step further, she responed with one step back.

"I am not lying!"

"You better not be lying, because you won't like my punishment, my dear." Technoblade looked deep into her eyes. "If fox is causing troubles, maybe it should disappear?"

Y/N shook her head. "I promise, it won't happen again, please don't hurt her!" She had almost tears in her eyes.

Piglin hybrid nodded slowly and gave her his hand. She took it gently and together came back inside. Silence remained between them, Phil was in his house, busy with books. Y/N took Snowflake upstairs and put in the basket. Fox immediately curled up and went to sleep, she backed into kitchen. Technoblade waited with narrowed eyes, she swallowed hard.

"You broke a rule."

'She wanted to run away from us!' 'She deserve punishment!' 'We won't let her leave the house!'

"I know, but I just wanted to catch Snowflake! You really think, that I would escape without nothing, only in cloak?"

"No, but rule is a rule."

He moved closer, towering at her. Their eyes met, red and y/c. She saw there anger and disbelief, but she didn't do something bad. Technoblade gripped her chin once more, Y/N hissed, when she was forced to look at him.

"Listen Y/N. I really feel diffrent around you, calmer and stable, but that doesn't mean that my true nature disappeared." He said slowly.

"I know, I told you... Snowflake ran away, I just wanted to save her..." a single tear strimmed down at her cheek.

Piglin hybrid moved his hand to wip it out, then cupped her face. Atmosphere changed immediately. Maybe it was warm, which radiated from his body or this gentle touch, but somehow room became hotter. Red crawled at Y/N's cheeks and Technoblade sighed quietly. His thumb has been found on her down lip. Time has frozen, she was looking straight into his eyes, their gaze locked. She grabbed his wirst gently, but he didn't stop.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm admiring. Be quiet."

But when he leaned in and Y/N colsed eyes, pending what will come next, silence distrubed light grunt from the door. They immediately turned heads at this direction. Of course Phil was standing there with awkward face.

"I am assuming, that I am bothering you..."

"Yes." Technoblade's eyes narrowed.

"Of course not. Come in." Y/N said and left Techno's grasp with smile.

}*{

Phil stayed till late hours, they discussed some cases, she left them quite soon, because conversation bored her. Y/N started to work in attic, but when night has fallen, she moved to their bedroom and started to read book. Snowflake laid on her lap, so she could pet it's head slowly. Phil and Techno talked quietly, so it was immpossible to hear anything.

When the door opened, Y/N lifted her sight, piglin hybrid entered into the bedroom. His eyes narrowed, when he spotted cute, little ball of fur, but didn't say anything.

"Talking is over?"

Technoblade nodded and closed the door, she put away book. Snowflake jumped off bed and went straight into her basket, avoiding him at all cost. Y/N sighed quietly and stood up, Techno locked his sight on her posture.

"I am going to take bath. You can go to sleep, if you want."

He blocked her way out, she looked at him with surprise. In one heart beat Technoblade pinned her to the closest wall. Quiet 'welp' left her lips.

"We had a thing, before Phil naughty interrupted us." The Blade whispered with deep voice.

"Did we have?" Y/N asked while looking at him, she tried to act tough.

"Oh yes, we had my dear."

He put left hand on wall near her head and right hand gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. Their eyes met again, confidence faced uncertainty. His touch was more gentle, that she might expect.

"Let myself be clear. You will have to pay, for today's little bad behaviour."

"Wh-what do you mean?" She suttered.

"Let's say... if you don't want me to throw out this little, annoy ball of fur... you will have to kiss me." Technoblade said with deep voice.

Y/N looked at Snowflake peacefuly sleeping at basket and sighed helplessly.

"Do you promise? And never, ever again will threat her?"

"Yes. I always keep my word."

She nodded slowly, red crawled on her cheeks, cupped his face carefuly, hesitated for a moment. Y/N, closing eyes, gently pressed their lips together, in slow, shy kiss. She had to stand on her tiptoes, to reach Technoblade's lips. His hand moved at her waist and pulled her closer and he kissed her back in more confident way.

Y/N was so sweet and her lips so soft, like they were made for him. Piglin hybrid fast took control of the situation. Hand from her chin slipped on neck, to press their lips closer. Y/N made quiet moan, which caused his blood to boil. He smiled through a kiss.

'So good for us.' 'So sweet, so soft.' 'Don't stop, don't stop!'

Voices went feral, their demands and screamings filled his head, in one smooth move Technoblade grabbed her thighs and lifted Y/N up, without breaking the kiss. Now, she slipped hand into pink hair. He muttered with satisfaction, but then she broke away and opened eyes. The Blade snorted, greedy for touch, contact and pressed lips to her neck, kissing slowly.

"Techno!" Y/N winced and grabbed his shoulders.

"Relax princess." He whispered into her skin softly. "It's part of the punishment."

She blushed even at her ears, when he pressed few more kisses, then broke away too. They looked at each other in silence.

"Well, now I think, that it wasn't a punishment for you at all." Technoblade laughed slighty. She shook head with disbelief and helpless, then looked down.

"Oh, don't be so shy, I mean, I like it, but you don't need to be."

"Are you going to put me down?" Y/N asked with impatience.

"Maybe yes... maybe no." He hid head in her neck's crook.

In fact Technoblade just had to chill a little bit. His blood was still boiling, lips were touch starved and hands didn't want to let her go. After a few deep breaths, he gently put her on the floor.

"Thanks you." Y/N giggled softly.

"Go for this bath." The Blade smiled haughty and kissed her forehead.

She nodded, grabbed night clothes and left bedroom. Technoblade was smiling like idiot, when she went out. Feeling in his chest grew only bigger through days, when she was here. Also he wanted show everyone that Y/N is his and only his, he would bite her shoulder or neck, maybe give her golden jewelry, but for now it was pointless. As long, as she wasn't leaving the basement, all of this could come later. Of course Technoblade desired to mark her, but her shyness and innocence were too adorable and entertainment.

}*{

Next week has passed without any serious problems. Technoblade was always in cottage, Phil sticked around lot, so they could spend time together. Usually, they were talking, pair of friends described Y/N their adventures, Phil was telling of far away lands, and she was always listening witn true amazement. When Techno and Y/N were alone, he usually read her books or they just cuddled on couch. Sometimes she was trying to work on attic, but it was quite hard, since piglin hybrid has become clingy and very touch starved. He stole her few kisses during this week, but they weren't so intense as their first kiss. But since yesterday Technoblade has acted like he was always lost in his thoughts. That was something diffrent, so she noticed quite easily.

Y/N was sitting at the table and watching piglin hybrid carefuly. He was making her cup of tea, but silence reminded between them for too long.

"You are taciturn, since yesterday... something happend?" She asked finally.

He smiled and turned back to her with cup of tea. "You are so caring darling." He put the cup on the table.

"That isn't answer of my question..."

"You don't need to worry about it. Everyone has a quiet days, even me." Technoblade grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently, it caused Y/N to smile too. She took a sip.

"It taste better than Phil's?"

"Um... I can't tell the diffrence." Y/N shrugged, it tasted good, tea like tea.

"Great." His smile widened and she felt warning twist in her stomach. Something was odd...

"You... are sure, that everything is all right?"

This time, he didn't even bother to answer. Just looked at her and studied her face. Y/N blinked... but suddenly her eyelids became very heavy. Though she was sleeping today well. Fatigue mastered her body, Y/N groaned quietly and put cup down with loud sound.

"Feeling tired?" Technoblade asked slowly.

She lifted her sight at him with little struggle. His face was stern, but something in his eyes... made her shiver inside.

"What... what did you do?"

"Nothing... nothing at all."

Y/N stood up slowly, but she tripped at first step, needed to support herself by table. He squeezed her hand harder and embrece waist, to hold her. She couldn't push him back, all energy went out, her sight found half full cup of tea...

"You bastard..."

Dark laugh left his lips, he lifted her in bride style, like she was like a feather. Technoblade kissed her forehead reassuring.

"I think, you shloud go to sleep my love."

Then, Y/N started to see blurry and finally lost consciousness. She didn't know how long she has been unconscious, but when she woke up, she has seen their shared bedroom. Then felt cold metal around her wrist. Still little tired and probably under the influence of drugs, Y/N tried to move herself from bed. Chain from her wirst was attached to wall and it was pretty long.

'What the hell happend...?'

Y/N didn't want to believe, that Technoblade drugged her... maybe staying here wasn't the best idea... Door opened with quiet noise, causing her, to look at it's direction. Piglin hybrid went inside with tray full of food. She clenched jaw and looked at him with narrowed eyes. If she could, she would throw at him fireballs again.

"Don't even think to get closer." She hissed quietly. "What is this?" She rose her hand with a handcuff.

Technoblade put a tray on table and sighed. Actually he had all his netherite armor on, sword at his belt, then trident and axe on back. Y/N swallowed hard.

"I am going on adventure with Phil... actually it's for supplies..." The Blade said slowly.

"So you chained me?!"

"I don't want to risk anything darling."

"Take it off." Y/N said totally serious.

"I-"

"Take it off!" Tears started to come up into her eyes.

Technoblade didn't even move slighty. He just watched, when she tugged chain couple of times, then sat helpless on the bed and quiet sob left her lips. He immediately came closer and crouch on her level. Despite her protests, Techno grabbed her hands and rub them gently with thumbs.

"I will be back in three, four days. You have food on table and I brought you new books. Chain can reach bathroom."

"Please take the chain off!"

'Music for our ears.' 'Make her stop crying.' 'We already miss her...'

He kissed her forehead, but then stood up and left her room, closing it on a key. Y/N was too shooked to make any move, she pulled her legs closer to chest and hugged them. Loud sob left her lips this time and tears strimming down at her cheeks freely. Snowflake jumped on the bed and snuggled near, to cheer up it's owner, but without any success.

Y/N just couldn't believe, that Technoblade actually did this. She behaved good all the time, didn't even fight his... sudden whims or whishes. He wasn't exactly as people talk about him, he had feelings, goals and persons which he cared about. He was a person, not a weapon. But this... she called fire at her fingers and grabbed the metal. After a few minutes, it didn't make any effect, but she spotted slight purple light on metal.

Enchantments.

Closing eyes, she focused on chain. After a second she had an answer. Mending and Unbreaking. Y/N cursed aloud, without key or magic, there was no way to open it. She was too weak for casting spells. It was made by Phil for sure, Technoblade didn't know enchanting that good... she curled up on bed, trying to find a way out of this horrible situation.

}*{

Ranboo sighed stepping at outisde stairs in Technoblade's basement. He was here so long ago, at least three weeks ago. Moving into mansion took a lot of time and they had to finish filling the rooms. After this, Eret told Foolish, that Y/N is missing, they immediately went to her home, only to find out it was empty and some things were taken. He helped with searching, because Eret and Foolish stated, that she couldn't just leave without a word. A week of no progress caused them to stop. Ranboo saw the true sadness on demi-god's face and he wished he would help. Tommy and Tubbo missed her too and Michael wanted, that Y/N read his tales. Enderman hybrid sighed once more and stepped inside. Main door wasn't locked, none dared to come here and steal something, maybe except Tommy. He would do that without any hesitation.

He needed blaze rods and some honey, to start bee farm for Tubbo. He was in the middle of searching, when heard suspicious nosie from on top. Ranboo looked at celling unsure. Technoblade and Phil were on trip, he know that, because they met in the Nether once in fortress. He knew only one ghost and he wasn't here for sure... Then he heard quiet whimper and sob. Tall teenager swallowed hard and started to head upstairs. The noises were coming from Techno's bedroom, that was really odd. He tried to open door, but it was locked. Looking around, he spotted the key on the nearest shelf, so took it and open door slowly and quietly.

Ranboo almost dropped everything in his hands, when he saw Y/N on floor, chain around her wrist, eyes full of tears, skin more pale than usually. She immediately looked up, her gaze was full of shock and disbelief.

"Y/N?" He knelt near her, look if there were any injures or wounds.

"Ranboo?" She almost cried this words. "What... what are you doing here?"

"I am getting supplies from Techno... and you? For gods sake, Foolish and Eret were looking for you!"

Tears left her eyes, when she heard this words. None has known what exactly happend... telling whole story wasn't a great idea.

"Why there is a chain on your wirst?"

Y/N bit her down lip and looked at him embarrased. This whole story was an absurd, what if he won't believe her?

"Technoblade..." she whispered quietly.

"Why Techno would do that? And Phil, he wouldn't allow it..."

"But he did!" She screamed, clearly with fear in her voice.

Enderman hybrid was confused, this didn't has sense or logic. He sighed slowly and looked at Y/N, no she wasn't lying, so what was the case? What was going on here?

"Let me help you with this..." He took metal into his hands and tried to break it. After few minutes, he grabbed sword, but still, stubborn chain didn't want to let her go.

"It's enchanted... only key or magic can release me... " Y/N explained quietly. "And if I leave... gods help us... Technoblade will be after me."

"But... why? What did you do?" Ranboo asked without even thinking.

"I don't know! This is madness, I just want to get back to home, but they won't allow me." Y/N started to shake and tears strimmed down at her cheeks.

Ranboo hugged her gently, she was watching out to not water his skin or suit too much. He rubbed Y/N's back gently.

"We will need help... to get you out of this I guess."

"No... Technoblade will be after them... please don't tell anyone!"

"But, what about you?" He seemed worried.

"I don't know... I will try to break out, but I don't know when... just please promise me, that you won't tell anyone!"

Ranboo hesitated for a moment. How will she manage to break herself? And how could he be quiet about it? Eret and Foolish are still sad and hopeful or her returning, Michael every night is asking, where is aunt Y/N.

"Right, I won't... but someone will know, now or later."

Y/N sighed, he had right... someone will eventually step inside Technoblade's house and find her... but now there was no better plan.

"Yes, but at least maybe that won't be my close friend... you shloud go, before they see you."

He again hesitated, but after all, hugged her for goodbye, stood up and left. Also put everything as it was when he came. Still he was torn, because, wanted to help, but didn't want to let down Y/N or betrayed Technoblade's trust. Finally he left closing the door carefuly, lost in thoughts.

}*{

As Technoblade promised, he stepped into house exactly four days after leaving. Inside was silence, he had full backpacks and was tired, Phil went to his part, they both needed rest. After put everything in magazine, he went upstairs and entered his shared bedroom. Y/N was sitting under wall, where chain was attached, room didn't changed at all, some things were moved, but nothing odd.

'We didn't see her for such a long time...' 'We are going to hold her whole day.' 'Can't wait to see her again!'

"I'm finally back princess." He hummed and got closer.

She looked at him and stood up slowly, a little bit shaky, she unsure wrapped arms around his waist and closed her eyes.

"Please, never ever again leave me alone here... please." Quiet whisper left Y/N's lips.

Technoblade smiled satisfactorily, then hugged her back and pressed soft kiss on her forehead.

"Will you be obedient now?" He asked cupping her face in hands and wiped out tears.

Y/N nodded almost immediately, Piglin's hybrid smile widened, well that was better than he has expected. He couldn't complain, more things could be complicated, but for now, he wanted her to calm and be nice as she shloud be.

"Good. Let me help you with this." The Blade took gently her wirst and pulled out small, golden key from his pocket, then opened handcuff. Skin where it was, was violated, red abrasions and scabs, his eyes narrowed.

"I will take care of this don't worry."

Y/N sat on bed and looked as he put away his cape, weapons and grabbed bandages, then cover injuries with it.

"Thanks..." she said after everything was done.

"Now I am going to take off my armor, then maybe bath. If you want... you can go downstairs or help me."

Y/N looked at him with a hesitation. They together started to undo Technoblade's armor, after a while he ended looking at her, when she was patiently helping. It took a moment, netherite armor was heavy and parts were big, but after everything was done The Blade hugged her tightly.

"I missed you sweetheart..." he whispered into her ear. "I'm glad, that we are on good terms now."

Y/N bit her lip, most important thing was, that they couldn't know, that Ranboo was here. This made her anxious, poor boy, wouldn't have chances with Technoblade...

"I missed you too." She smiled gently and pressed shy kiss to his cheek.

Night has fallen quickly, piglin hybrid was napping a lot after bath and Y/N finally could go to the attic or kitchen, so she spent time mostly there. Working and making herself her favourite meal. When she entered the shared bedroom, Technoblade was sitting on bed shirtless and taking care of his sword, he lifted his eyes in her.

"Come in."

Y/N closed door and walked few steps forward, this view reminded her, that actually she had trident with her, when got kidnapped. Where it could be now?

"Technoblade..."

"Yes sweetheart?"

"When we met in forest, I had trident with myself... what happend with it?"

Piglin hybrid stopped and put sword away, then stood up. She swallowed hard, maybe it wasn't a good idea...

"Why do you want to know?"

"Trident is important thing for enchanters... and this was my only one. I also spent a lot of time searching for it and enchanting it..." Y/N said honestly.

"It's safe in the cellar." He got closer to her and smiled gently.

She nodded and let him hug her, then wrapped her arms around his waist. Technoblade placed hand on her neck, kiss was slow and gentle. Piglin hybrid smiled after breaking out. Inside, Y/N sighed with relief, he didn't noticed, that Ranboo was here.

She let her guard down in vain. The Blade's gentle touch fast, became inescapable grasp on her throat, Y/N pupils widened immediately. Tried to pull him out, but that was only a weak try.

"You think, that I am stupid or blind?" He asked, then lifted her up, still holding her throat, air started to go out and didn't come back.

Y/N tried to kick him of, but again that was only a weak try, even when he was tired. She grabbed his wrist and trying to push off his hand, only to take breath.

"After a whole week, you just casualy asking me about your trident huh?" His eyes narrowed looking at her reaction.

'Grip her harder!' 'Make her cry and scream!' 'Show, who is in charge here!'

Voices again went feral, but this time they demanded violence and wildness. His sight almost became red and ears was full of noise.

"Techno!" Y/N whispered quietly, fighting to stay focused.

"Apologize and everything will be all right."

"Please..." Tears started to strimming down at her cheeks, she became weak.

He shook his head. "That's not how you apologize. Just say that you are sorry for being dirty, little girl, forgive me."

"I... am sorry... for being... dirty little girl. Please forgive... me." Words slowly left Y/N' lips.

Technoblade smiled with satisfaction, then just let her go. Y/N' body hit hard the floor, she hissed at sudden pain and looked up at male. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to stay like this, on knees.

"I hate do it to you. I really do. Please promise me, that you will be good, obedient, little girl."

Graps on her chin hardened, Y/N nodded almost immediately. After this, she had enough, hear pounded so fast, eyes full of tears.

"It's late, let's go to sleep princess." He left her chin and went straight into the bed.

She stood up shaky and quietly, then grabbed her night clothes and went into bathroom. When came back, Technoblade is sleeping peacefuly on his side. Y/N without any distrubing noise, snuggled into bed and turned her back at him. She couldn't sleep at all, just laying there and thinking. After today for sure her mind changed and situation seemed to be horrible and without exit.

The mattress sagged under the weight of Technoblade, when he changed his position. She immediately froze, again he put an arm around her waits and his head right behind her's. Y/N swallowed her tears in silence.

}*{

Couple of days have passed and Y/N became much more shy and quiet. Technoblade usually held her around, but when not, she was in attic working or reading books. Piglin hybrid was satisfied with her behavior, showing his affection and caring way.

It was almost an evening, Phil was working on supper, Technoblade and Y/N were sitting on couch, he held her hand and read ancient poem with shinning eyes. Winged man couldn't resist to smile, while was hearing it.

Everything became much calmer. Well it ended, when Ranboo stormed into cottage, heavy breathing, burns on his face from tears and he was in full netherite armor.

"I am sorry! Please forgive me..."

[starksdaughter-3000]

*Not My GIF*

Steve x f!Reader

Animal au(?)- Bunnies/Rabbits,Wolfs,Snakes,Dragons omg this is gonna be embarrassing lol

So there are animal hybrids and regular people as well hehe

Warnings~Fluff, Steve’s nicknames for Y/n, Kissing😜

Wc~2.2k

A/N~ If I don’t post for months don’t worry I’m not dead 💀 yet. But anyways please forgive me for barley post i’m just always busy. But today is a bitches birthday🥳 so hehehehehehe here’s a little something while I brainstorm.😙 THERE WILL BE A PART 2 WITH SMUT SO U KNOW IMMA HAVE TO POST THAT! And for the people waiting on the Thor part 2 that I posted on my page awhile ago don’t worry it’s still coming but I have no idea what to do 4 that story so I just left it alone but a lot of people like it so I WILL HAVE A PART 2 FOR THAT STORY!

This story doesn’t really talk about the animal side and it probably won’t in the part two either because I forgot about it soooo yea carry on.

Love ya tehe.

~

“Y/n you’re just a small helpless bunny.” “You need someone to take care of you and keep you from danger.” Etc, that was all she heard growing up. But even now at twenty three years old, those comments still haven’t stopped. At this point Y/n agrees that’s she is weak and vulnerable.

While Steve is strong and independent. One day Steve caught her scent while he was in the kitchen of the compound so he followed the delicious smell and it lead him to a barley five foot three bunny gathering documents from Tony. He decided he would catch her when she was on her way out so he waited.

But your scent was too intoxicating to resist so he ended up scaring you on the way to the elevator.

You shrieked and spilled the papers on the floor. Immediately you dropped to gather them all over again.

“Here Doll let me help you.” “Ah I’m so sorry I was in your way, that was all my fault.” You sniffled like tears were about to fall. “No it’s my fault. Please don’t cry.” After the papers were in your arms you looked up at him for the first time and he felt his heart stop by how beautiful your tearful eyes were, your slightly red nose and plump pretty lips. You were absolutely breath taking. “Let me help you up.” He said as he stood and held out is hand for you to take. You put your hand in his and let him help you. “I am really sorry sir please don’t go to Mr.Stark, I-I’ll do anything just- I can’t lose this job!” You sniff as your tears start to fall again. He fell your distress and pulls your body into his.

“Sweetheart please don’t blame yourself it was my accident I should be apologizing.” You whisper. “Why are you being so nice to me?” He smiles and rests his chin on your head, inhaling your strawberry shampoo. “Because I believe you should always be kind to others.” You move your head away from his chest to look up at him. “Nobody has ever been this nice to me like you have and y-you don’t even know me.” You give him your warm smile and he returns it right back. The both of you stay like that, gazing into each other’s eyes for a moment longer until you both break away. He hands you your papers back. You guys both bid each other a goodbye and you go on about your day. The two of you have smiles on your faces for the rest of the day.

From that day forward you both keep bumping into each other everywhere. The coffee shop, the park, the compound even on the street. One day while seeing each other in the office building you work in. One of they many Stark owns.

You proposed that the two of you keep in contact and meet up on purpose sometime. After exchanging numbers the both of you went your separate ways. Later on that day Steve invited you to Tony’s party that he was having and said it would be a good way for you to socialize since you don’t hang out that much. So of course because Steve was your new friend and you wanted to get to know him more along with his friends.

The night of the party around seven thirty Steve was outside of your apartment building leaning on his car waiting for you. Yesterday Steve asked if he could pick you up so the two of you could arrive together. You agreed, no question about it. So here you are walking outside to Steve. Once you both saw each other your faces light up so bright he wished you would see that you both were made for each other. He has never made a move because he doesn’t want to scare you away, he enjoys your company and doesn’t want to get rid of it with a dumb mistake.

He pulls you in for a close hug. “Hey Bunny.” You laugh and wrap your arms around his large frame. You are so little compared to Steve you can’t even fully wrap your arms around him.

Even though Steve is your friend, maybe even your best friend, you have had thoughts about you and him and what it would be like if the two of you were a couple. Also maybe some naughty thoughts about him. You can’t help it, he is very attractive and built of pure muscles that just make you drool. The size difference is a big turn on for you as well the way he would be able to throw you around and fuck you any where in any position with no trouble it makes you whimper at the thought when you’re alone.

He lets you go to look at you for a second. “Wow Bunny you look gorgeous.” That makes you blush and put your hands up to cover your face. “T-thanks. You look handsome as well.” He frowns and grabs your hands gently to move them away from your face. “Doll trust me you look amazing you would make any man fall at his knees and worship the ground you walk on- even me, especially me.” He whispers the last part you look up. He sighs glad that you didn’t hear that. “So uh are you ready to go?”

“Yes.” He opens the passenger side door and you quietly thank him and slide into the seat and buckle the seatbelt as Steve shuts your door to walk to his side and does the same. He looks at you before he starts the car up. The music is low during the drive to the compound.

When you arrive Steve hands his keys to the valet. He looks at you and offers his arm so you could link yours with his, you do so and you walk in the building together.

This area of the compound looked like a ball room with a beautiful shiny chandelier in the center on the ceiling. A nice bar in one of the huge corners of the room shelf’s of expensive bottles of all sorts of alcoholic drinks. Tables decorated surrounded a dance floor or what it looks like the socializing circle where you stand.

All the attention turns to you and Steve and cheers start for Steve’s arrival. It’s so overwhelming you unhook your arm from Steve to hide behind him. Your ears flop down as you tremble.

Steve notices and automatically wants to protect you from what ever is troubling you. So when Tony makes his way to greet Steve and his plus one. Steve growls at Tony warning to stay away. Tony backs up and puts his hands up showing Steve a sigh of him surrendering.

“Hey old man it’s just me,” Steve glares at him before turning toward you to see what’s wrong. “Bunny what’s wrong are you hurt?” His voice filled with concern and worry. You look up. “I-it was just too loud and it surprised me. I-I wasn’t expecting that. I’m sorry-”

He grabs your face. “Doll don’t ever be sorry. I’m here to protect you anywhere anytime if you feel something is wrong just tell me. Ok?”

“Ok Steve. I trust you.” He gives you a kiss on your forehead. “Now let’s go enjoy the party.” He smiles. That was the first time he kissed you and it warmed your heart and made you fell fuzzy inside you were about to say something to him until Tony spoke up again, making you remember you’re in public.

“Ok so is everything good now? Can I not get my head torn off by a grumpy old man now?” Steve rolled his eyes and chuckled. The rest of the night went smooth as Steve introduced you to his friends.

“I’m hurt that you didn’t introduce me to this precious Doll first.” A voice spoke from behind you and Steve. You turned around to see a beautiful man with cropped brown hair, a trimmed beard, around the same height as Steve and has the same thick muscles as him as well.

Steve brought the man in for a hug. When they pulled apart Steve introduced you to him. “I’m James but you can call me Bucky.” He looked back at Steve. “So this is the girl you’ve been talking about nonstop huh?” Steve punched Bucky on his right arm. “Yes she is Buck.” You looked down at your feet as you felt your face heat up. Bucky smiled showing his sharp canines.

“I’ll talk to you later Bucky cmon Y/n wanna go up to the balcony?”You nod your head. As you and Steve walk towards the stairs he stops and asks. “Would you like a drink? I should’ve asked you earlier, sorry I was just excited about you meeting my friends.”

“No thanks I’m not really a drinker.” Steve nods a continues to take you to the balcony. He makes a mental note of that knowing he would need that for the future time he would spend with you.

The two of you reached the balcony. This whole place was so nice and the view was amazing the moon shining bright stars out in the distance shining just as bright. You walk to the railing and fold your arms to lean on it. Steve comes up beside you. Looking up at the beautiful sky then at you to see the moonlight lighting up the features of your face, making your flawless skin look even more alluring.

Steve sighs thinking about his next move, not wanting to mess anything up.

“I adore you, you know.” You look at him waiting for him to continue as he looks out into the distance. “I adore the way you treat others even when they don’t treat you the same. I adore how you think rationally, unlike me at times. I adore the way you forgive and forget no matter what the situation is, you are just so kind. I adore all of you.”

You smile and look away. “I adore you as well Steve.” Now it was his turn to look and wait for you to continue. “I adore that you jump at the chance to help anyone. Or the way you don’t act like you’re above anyone and that you are equal to the civilians. Overall Steve you are a great person and I look up to you.” You look back at Steve. You both share the same heart warming smile. He looks down at your lips when he leans in slowly. You look at his as he licks them, you lean in as well. The moment your noses touch the list takes over you and you close the space between the both of you and attack his lips.

It takes Steve by surprise that this is actually happening, he is really kissing you right now. He kisses you back deeply and passionately. Steve moves his hand to the back of your neck and the other to rest on top of your hip. As Steve swipes his tongue across your bottom lip you moan into the kiss.

You felt your knees go weak as both of your tongues meet so you grab on to Steve’s shoulder to keep yourself from embarrassing yourself. After awhile you had to break away to catch your breath.

After the realization that you just kissed Steve hit you, you automatically blushed and apologized. “O-oh my, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to. God now I ruined our friendship please don’t leave-” You started to ramble on about how you thought you distorted the friendship between you and Steve but honestly he thinks that kiss made it stronger.

“Bunny what did I tell you about apologizing. You did nothing wrong. I enjoyed that kiss because it was with the person I adore most. You look up at him in amazement, everything he does makes you fall more in love with him. “I am-”

The door from inside the building to the balcony burst open. “My good friend Steve and his guest I have arrived with the liquor from my home feel free to join- Oh did I intrude on a intimate moment? Whoops sorry, please carry on while I take my leave.” Thor leaves and closes the door.

Steve chuckles as you sigh. “Y/n what were you saying?”

“Nothing important, cmon let’s go back to the party.” You put your hand back in Steve’s as he leads you back to the party.

~

[prey-to-go]

Had the idea of Bucky being around while Tony isn't (maybe Tony forgot it was Peter's workday so the heating pad wasn't set out) and just either offering to hold the very anxious kid close or getting him a blanket or even just letting Peter look at his arm to distract him. Bucky just sees Peter alone and makes sure he's alright. Maybe Tony smells Peter on him and gets angry at first, then realizes Peter isn't inside Bucky, just really close.

oooo oh my gosh this is such a cute idea honest! Like once Peter officially meets Bucky, he slowly starts getting more comfortable with the would hybrid because the guy is just so sweet. But obviously sense his issue with the world pred from earlier he would be a little terrified

Bucky knew that Peter was uneasy about being small, the kid was always a bundle of nerves when he was at the tower, well at least he was while people other than Stark were in the room. Admittedly he liked the kid, peter was a sweet kid, or at least he seemed like it, Stark was ungodly protective over the small teen. He never exactly thought he would ever get to talk to the kid alone, so he was surprised when he saw Peter shivering in the common room.

“Don’t you usually have a heating pad?” He asks keeping his voice calm and soft. He grimaces when the boy still flinches looking up to him with wide eyes. This had to be Tony’s kid, which was the same look he had seen on the demon many times when Steve dragged the dramatic genius to the med bay. He holds his hands up in defense before slowly kneeling. He seemed on...defense more than he would think the kid be.

He grimaces when tears start welling in the boy’s eyes, the look of pure panic on the kid’s face. That paired with the glances to his mouth and middle made him realize what exactly was making the boy panic, only he didn’t want to swallow the kid down. “Easy there pup, I’m not going to do that.” He made sure to move slowly, sitting across from the boy. He frowns when Peter stumbles back tripping over his feet and landing on his backside. That wasn’t the reaction he was expecting.

“I’m just worried about you, I know it’s cold without the heating pad.”

“P-please don’t- please I don’t wanna- I’ll do anything.” The boy chokes out before bursting into sobs. It pulled at all his instincts making his hands hover around the small body in front of him. That of course wasn’t the correct thing to say considering Peter burst out into heart breaking wails.

Bucky let a whine out his ears flattening against his skull. Oh that- shit he messed up. He grimaces, immediately scooping the boy up and tucking him against his chest hating that the wails only grew at the action. “Hey, hey shhh it’s okay you’re safe with me pup, you’re safe.” He murmurs in a bit in desperation.

“No no nonononono! No please!”

“You’re safe, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” He starts swaying, using his prosthetic hand to stroke the boy’s back. Peter flinches back from the touch like he was burned, wide honey brown eyes staring up at him with such pure instinctual fear. Something had happened, something that obviously included a wolf hybrid like him. He knew he needed to put the sobbing boy down, but his instincts burned hot enough inside him made it near impossible. This was his pack, *his* family.

He brings the boy up to the croon up his neck, crooning softly as his fingers lightly brush over the kid’s back. He sat like that for a while, making soft reassuring croons or whines until the sobs slowly died down. Soon enough the feeling of a shaky breath brushed against his neck before the weight slumped against him. So, the kid was all cried out now.

“I’m sorry…Instincts are...heh they’re hard to ignore.” The silence was broken now, Bucky hoping it would have the kid at least speak to him. He wanted to know *why* the kid reacted the way he did, the burning need to protect creeping up his throat again.

A few moments of tense silence passed before a quiet sniffle sound from the small body tucked in the crook of his neck. “I-it’s okay...Mr... Stark has them too. I just...I’m sorry.” Peter’s voice was small and unsure like he was going to get in trouble for doing so. “Hey, woah woah it’s not your fault. I’m the one at fault here, I obviously triggered something and I’m sorry.”

“It..yeah, there was just an issue and- it’s stupid m’ sorry.”

“Pup, if it scared you enough to break down it isn’t just ‘nothing’.”

The pup couldn’t possibly think- the small noise of surprise seemed to confirm the boy actually thought it was a silly fear he had. He lets a small sigh out gently pulls Peter away looking at the nervous little face. His ears flatten in shame hating that he had cause that fear.

“B-but it’s nothing it was just part of the job! It happens all the time and I was just a baby about it, I’m still being a baby! I cried with Mr. Stark multiple times and then I freaked out in front of you and you’re like a superhero!” Peter explains ending with an angry exclamation. Okay so it was a pred in the job that had cause this reaction.

“What happened?” He can’t help the growl that builds up in his chest, wincing when Peter tenses immediately. Shit, he hadn’t meant to wind the boy up again. “Not mad at you. You’re just part of the pack and I *hate* that something bad happened to you.”

Crisis solved; the boy’s body slowly fell back into relaxation much to his delight. “I’m part of the pack? Why I’m just...I’m just a snack that Mr. Stark orders sometimes.” Oh. Oh kid. He whines and tucks Peter against his chest again, making comforting rumbles.

That seemed to be familiar considering he felt Peter slumps against him before a tiny face buries into his shirt. He lets another rumble out making the kid relax even further. He couldn’t lose his cool, that wasn’t going to make anyone happy. “You’re not food, and I’m sure if Stark heard you talking like that, he wouldn’t be too happy. He adores you and not because you’re his order, you’re basically his pup at this point.”

There was stunned silence before he heard sniffling again, his heart sinking prepared to have to calm the kid down again. “Do you want to look at my arm? Stark says you’re good with mechanical things.”

“You’d let me look at it?” The shock in the boy’s tone made his heart ache, God this kid was just too precious. He seemed fairly easy to direct as well. “Well yeah, it’s right up your ally and I’m sure you actually know what’s going on with it.” He chuckles lowering the kid down to his lap. “Go ahead...you can touch it.”

The feeling of small hands touches the metal made him shudder. Stark really meant it when he said he’d give the arm the same nerves as a flesh one. Peters hand retreat immediately a wide eye looks on the kid’s face as he looked up at him. It would be cute if the kid wasn’t so scared.

“Sorry, I’m still not used to being able to feel things like that.” He admits trying to keep the kid from completely panicking. Thankfully, Peter seemed to understand, tiny hands still hovering nervously above he metal. “You can still touch; I’m not upset or anything it was just an odd feeling.”

After that reassurance, the small hands went back to lightly running his fingers around the metal plating. The excitement and awe in the boy’s eyes made his heart melt. He wasn’t sure what exactly the other pred had done but he was totally going to have a talk with the hybrid. A small snarl appearing on his face until he heard a small noise of fear. He quickly forced himself to clam down, letting a croon of comfort out to soothe the boys fear. “Sorry, I just...I’m so angry at whoever scared you this much.”

Wide brown eyes stared up at him, the small body trembling to the point he was scared that he had hit a nerve. “I’ll put you down. I was just worried that you were going to go into a panic attack.” He says starting to lower the boy to the ground. He was surprised when a pressure latched onto his fingers a panicked whimper escaping Peter.

“Wait! Wait- please don’t please.it’s so cold just hold me.” That little plea made his heart nearly crumble into dust. He quickly brought the body back to his chest, swaying to start comforting the precious cargo he was now holding. At this moment Bucky knew he was going to protect this precious child with everything he had.

“I’ve gotcha squirt…We’ll just do this until you have to leave, how about that.”

The only response he got was a small nod, so he assumed the message had been received.

 He sat like that for a few hours, walking Peter down and to the car and some guy named Devon. After triple checking that it was the right and Peter was indeed safe, he set the kid inside the car and watched it drive off before heading back inside up to the penthouse. He might have to see if he could order the kid a few times, maybe not to swallow. he wasn’t sure he could ever force himself to do it especially with how scared Peter would be.

Stark wasn’t looking to thrilled when the elevator doors opened up. “Oh, hey Stark- “Bucky grimaces when he was slammed against a wall, a fiery look in Starks eyes. He had rarely seen the demon this. well pissed.

“What did You do? Where is he?”

“Who? Oh Peter? His shift is up.”

Bucky winces when clawed hands dug into his shoulders, a growl tearing from the demon’s throat. That probably wasn’t the right thing to say. “What did you do.” Stark hisses out baring his teeth at him. “I didn’t do anything! He was cold, you forgot the heating pad.” He snaps back not exactly liking how the demon was acting.

“That’s all you did. You didn’t eat him?”

“Why would I do that? He was scared, I didn’t want to scare him.”

He sighs in relief when the pressure on his shoulder’s releases, rubbing the area with a grimace. It was sweet that the demon was worried about the small kid but at the same time he wasn’t exactly thrilled about the attack. His tail swishes anxiously behind him as he looked down at the demon, the fiery look slowly drying down.

“Good. He’s terrified of it in general, but he had a little run in with another pred.” Stark practically snarls. Bucky hadn’t ever seen the demon this riled up, but it did made sense. Peter was practically his son. “I know he told me. I’m not a dick.”

Stark gave him a look, before finally backing down, seeming less violent now. “He was scared but I took care of it. HE was also cold sense you forgot to get his heating pad out.”  He adds on with a n annoyed huff. This time Stark seemed to deflate, wincing slightly. “He was supposed to be off of work today.” The demon responds with a sigh. Well, that made sense, normally the demon had a whole set up for the kid.

“I just..he’s very important to me and the idea of anyone hurting or scaring him just riles me up.” Stark winces, running a hand through his hair. The red blaze in his eyes slowly fading as the demon slowly started to cam down. “I get it, he’s your pup but seriously did you think I’d really eat him? Even if he wasn’t your pup, he’s your prey.” Bucky responds with a frown. He liked to think he wasn’t that big of an asshole.

Stark’s eyes widen at bit a look of something crossing over on his face. “Peter isn’t my pup, or whatever you’re implying, but he is my order and I’ll be damned if I let anyone hurt him.”

Bucky couldn’t help but scoff in laughter at the idea. Did the demon seriously not see it yet?

“What? He’s not mine, he’s a kid sure but he’s not mine.”

“You treat him like yours though. You about ripped my throat out over him, and I know you would’ve torn him out of Steve it wouldn’t have traumatized him.” He points out as he crosses his arms. It wasn’t like he had a professional relationship with the kid either.

“Anyone would’ve, he’s a kid.” Stark shoots back with a frown, though a small look of realization was slowly clouding over it. “Not everyone. Normally people who order are a one and done sorta thing. No one buys cookies or treats their order like you. Peter’s practically yours at this point.” It made sense, at least to him.

“He’s not mine.”

“Whatever you say, but he is. He’s going to slip up and call you dad I just know it.”

“I’ll take twenty against that. There’s no way Peter sees me like that.” Stark huffs his tail swishing behind him much like an annoyed cat. Bucky can’t help the small grin that dances across his face.

“Alright I’ll take that bet, because I’m right.”

[nattikay]

So I saw this post while browsing toa tags the other day. While I don’t think being obsessed with the school mascot automatically makes Toby a furry (though it is funny to joke about lol) since “being a furry” actually just means “being a fan of anthropomorphic animals” and doesn’t necessarily require any form of costuming or interest in such, it did get me thinking, hmmm...if he was a furry, what would his fursona be? 🤔 And from there I started wondering what Jim’s and Claire’s would be as well because y not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  

BUT WAIT, I hear you say--haven’t you already drawn the trio as werewolves and wolfwalkers etc.? Wouldn’t those be their fursonas??

Well yes....but actually no.

I guess it’s a little hard to explain, but there’s a nuance between “[person] but as an animal” and a proper “fursona”. While a fursona is an animal character used to represent its person, it doesn’t have to physically resemble them at all as you would expect [person]-but-as-[animal] to. For example, if you were to design me but as a cat, you’d probably give it light brown fur and green eyes like I have irl. But my fursona, unlike my human self, actually has blue fur and purple eyes. You can give your fursona matching physical traits to your own if you want to, and some people do, but most use only a pinch of their irl appearance, if any at all.

The choices people make when designing their fursonas vary wildly from “it looks like me irl” to “it looks like who I want to be”  to “I just really like this color scheme” to “this particular color/marking holds deep personal meaning to me” to “this particular pattern represents a particular defining moment in my life” to “idk it looks cool and i vibe with it” etc. etc. etc. Everyone has different reasons of varying depth for the decisions they make in designing their fursona.

Therefore, to design a fursona for Toby etc., it’s less a question of “what would this character look like as [insert species here]?” and more of “how would this character choose to present himself with his own [animal] character?”

And that’s a much trickier game than just transferring a character aesthetic to a new species. ^^; We have to kinda dive into the characters and makes some guesses about how they, if given infinite creative freedom to design an animal avatar with no rules or limits, would choose to present themselves.

So all that said, here’s what I came up with:

Starting with Toby because he’s the one who inspired the post. I think Toby might choose a wolfdog fursona. A lot of people who choose wolves as fursonas consider themselves to be overwhelmingly loyal to their friends, a trait that fits Toby very well. However, while Toby likes to be “cool”, I don’t think he really thinks of himself as much of an “alpha” type--he’s more of a sidekick, and he knows that, and he’s ok with that. He’s the wingman. So what better way to incorporate that than to add dog into the mix? Man’s best friend=Jim’s best friend. Sociable, humorous, and unwaveringly loyal. Wolfdog it is!

With the species decided, we can move on to the design itself.

I can’t imagine any form of Toby in anything other than warm colors. This is extra emphasized by the flamelike patterns on his legs and tail, which both speaks to his desire to be totally awesome-sauce as well as acts as an allusion to his flaming warhammer. It’s fairly common (not universal, but common) for people to give their fursonas a more “ideal” physique than the person actually has as a sort of way to live by proxy physical goals or fantasies they’ve been unable to attain irl for whatever reason. Given that we’ve seen Toby struggle with fitness from time to time, it wouldn’t shock me to see him take this route. His wolfdog self is still relatively short and stocky, but it’s all muscle, babey. 

This fursona is strong, fun, boisterous, and generally just kicks butt. Concentrated awesomesauce flows through his veins. Just don't mess with his friends, or you’ll feel the flames!

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Moving on to Jim. Jim was the hardest to nail down, and most definitely the hardest to keep my personal biases out of oof. Which I may have failed to do anways because yes, ok, I made my favorite character a blue feline, sue me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  But hear me out first!

For Jim I ultimately settling on a cheetah/lion hybrid.

Cheetahs, in a way, are sort of the underdogs (er...cats?) of the feline world--at least, in their local ecosystems. They are built wholly for speed, not strength--and as such, just about every other large predator in their environment has them beat when it comes to raw strength. Remind you of a certain Trollhunter? plus the long lanky legs. don’t forget those lol

However, because of this disadvantage, cheetahs...usually surrender. They know it’s not worth it to defend their kill from larger, stronger opponents, so they’ll give it up and just catch something else. This aspect doesn’t quite fit our protective, selfless protagonist all too eager to risk everything to save his loved ones--so a pure cheetah may not be the right choice.

So what animal is brave and protective? That’s where the lion part comes in, of course!

Why not just make him a pure lion? Well, a little similar to making Toby a wolfdog instead of a pure wolf. A straight-up lion feels a little too “chad” for our sweet Jimbo. Too much of a jock. 

Jim has the humble underdog nature of a cheetah as well as the bravery and fierce protective drive of a lion. Cheelion? Leetah? idk, but let’s design it!

Like Toby and warm colors, I don’t think I can possibly associate Jim with any color but blue. While it’s never directly stated, given that we’ve never really seen him wear any other color (with the exception of the Eclipse armor), I think it’s pretty safe to assume that that’s his favorite. Blue sweater, blue jeans, blue shoes, even his backpack and bedsheets are blue. So naturally, his fursona would be predominantly blue as well! Plus some yellowish accents to (somewhat) match the natural colors of his chosen species(s).

I imagine he originally designed the character without horns, but then added them after becoming the Trollhunter, since it became such a major and impactful aspect of his life.

His lion’s mane also continues down his back in imitation of the “mantle” found on baby cheetahs. This youthful feature could subtly represent the fact that he’s been forced to grow up too fast and take on so much responsibility so young--so his fursona can still be young and carefree as long as he likes even while his real self struggles with the weight of the world on his shoulders.

This fursona is relaxed, calm, and confident. He’s not just cool--he’s crispy!

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Lastly but not leastly, we have Claire. Out of the three, I think Claire was actually the easiest to choose--or at least, I had the clearest idea of what I thought she might go for.

Claire is a bit of an interesting duck, because while she’s shown to be fairly popular at school, she’s definitely far from the stereotype of The Popular Girl™. Yes she’s smart and pretty, but she’s also a little spunky or even a bit quirky--she’s a theatre kid, she’s a huge fan of hard rock band Papa Skull, and while I wouldn’t quite call her “rebellious” per se, she’s certainly willing to bend some rules if she feels the situation calls for it (not telling her parents that she was going to the concert with Steve, literally sneaking into Jim’s basement to try to find out what was up with him, etc).

That said, I think Claire might go for a hyena fursona--something a little out of the box, but not totally out of left field. (she also shows a slight Gurl Power™ streak here and there “the staff was not meant to be wielded by man--” “I am not a man!!!”) and if you know anything about hyenas...well, yeah lol)

I think Claire would lean into her punk-rock “rebellious” side with her fursona design. This character is completely free of the pressure of being the councilwoman’s daughter and having to maintain her mother’s public reputation, and thus allows Claire to express a less restrained side of herself. She has a bold semi-edgy color scheme with bright accents (and some earrings to match her person’s hair clips) while still remaining feminine and (her own brand of) fashionable. 

This fursona is spunky and sassy; she’s spicy and sweet all rolled up into one. She knows what she wants and she’s not afraid to chase it down. She lives her own life and she’s dang proud of it.

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....sooooo yeah there’s my take on what Toby’s, Jim’s, and Claire’s fursonas could hypothetically be. And I guess since this post was inspired by a joke about Toby’s infatuation with the school mascot, here’s just some quick thoughts on how they might approach fursuiting to end us off:

Jim I don’t see as much of a suiter. He might try it once or twice if given the opportunity, but at the end of the day it’s not really his cup of tea--he’d rather act as the “handler” for his friends, if anything.

Toby and Claire, on the other hand, I could definitely see as suiters. In fact, with her interest in acting, Claire would probably particularly enjoy it--she’d be one of those suiters who really gets into character, absolutely refuses to break the magic publicly (outside of any actual medical emergency), and popular at cons because she just performs so well. 

Toby, meanwhile, would be the more chill type--uses his normal voice in-suit, isn’t really too stressed about “breaking the magic”, just kinda hanging around like he would normally except “look I’m a talking dog, cool right?”. 

also while I was typing this it occurred to be that since Eli is canonically a cosplayer then he could be a fursuiter as well; in his case i imagine he actually made his own suit it’s a protogen and it’s full of little LEDs and other electric gadgets, it’s not the prettiest thing ever as sewing is not his forte but boy did he try!! good for him. good for him

[prettyboy-parker]

favorite fics of 2020 (and a goodbye)

hi all!

first, i wanted to say this is inspired by one of my closest friends my bitch @honeybunstarker . thank u for that 

secondly, i wanted to say a final goodbye. i know that i nearly left a few months ago, but i was still on the fence about writing for marvel then. now, ive lost all interest. thank you all for fueling my love for writing, and making these past two (??? i actually don’t know) years full of excitement and encouragement! from the ups (the blocklist, secret santa) to the downs (my favorite blogs and friends deactivating without a word), ive had the greatest time in this fandom. 

in case you were worried, i am NOT deactivating. my fics will be available for you to read whenever you want.

but, i will not be writing for marvel anymore, nor will i be posting on this blog.

now that the sad part is done, i didn't want to leave you guys without anything to entertain yourselves with. so, here are my favorite fics, including some non-marvel, from this year! 

(all descriptions are from the work itself)

my top fic from this year, which is also one of my favorite fics of all time, is a dog named sunshine.

“Bucky Barnes has issues. Mental health issues, and a whole lot of them, to be precise. Bucky is fucked up, and he knows that. His apartment looks like a dumping ground on most days, he can’t sleep through the night, sometimes he doesn’t shower for six days and doesn’t leave the house except to see his therapist once a week. Mostly, Bucky has no idea how the whole “talking about your problems” thing is supposed to help him, but sometimes his therapist has some really great ideas. Like getting a dog. Which is how Bucky meets Steve. Steve has blond hair and shoulders as broad as Bucky’s future if he wouldn’t suffer from depression and multiple mental disorders, and a waist as small as Bucky’s self-esteem. Steve also has a yellowish dog with floppy ears called Sunshine. And sunshine makes its way into Bucky’s life with a bounce in its step.”

a modern stucky fic which portrays depression in the best way i have seen in a fic so far. unfortunately, it has been orphaned before being finished :(

starker:

hey baby, slip between my beta-pleats and get to know my alpha-helix? By @starkerforlife6969​ and @darker-soft-starker​

“Even though Tony can't tell the difference between Manolo Blahnik and Jimmy Choo, Peter really has no other choice.

His heat is around the corner, so even though he loathes the party-going, booze drinking, smug playboy know-it-all that is Tony Stark-

He'll just have to do.”

if you asked me what my favorite starker fic of all time is, i’d tell you it’s this one

raising hybrid puppies by jaypendragon

“A non-powered Tony/Peter coffee shop AU with billionaire Tony and working-class, teenage Peter. Also, Toomes has a bakery and somehow Last Week Tonight is a genuine plot point.”

underage, slowburn, happy ending 

even though it’s one of the most notorious fics for the ship, i never read it until the summer. 

waiting for marriage by tuesday 

“In which Tony gets married and kidnapped in that order.

—

Tony Stark went to Vegas to cause a scandal.”

just super fun!

push you out (pull you back in) by @lovelystarker​

“So basically, Peter's kind of fucked. And not in the way that he wants to be-preferably by his mother's hot new boyfriend who has beautiful brown eyes and a disposition that's more than put-together. It wouldn't be so hard to ignore the crush, really it wouldn't, but Mr. Stark has practically moved in, so Peter can't avoid him if he wants to, and unlike his mom's past boyfriends, this one actually likes to spend time with him. So yeah, Peter's kind of fucked.”

just,,, wow. important to note that it is unfinished.

stucky:

you go to my head by alby_mangroves and brideofquiet

“Why would you do that for a man you don’t know?” Bucky asks.

Steve raises one slow eyebrow at him, then the other, till his expression turns from skepticism to disbelief. His forefinger and thumb reach into his shirt’s front pocket and draw out a wrinkled dollar bill.

Steve looks him in the eye when he says, very patiently, “For money, Bucky.”

40′s stucky is my favorite stucky

that boy is a problem by 2best friends

“In which a twinky little goth punk named Bucky puts a leash around Steve's dick and he's really into it.

(The leash is a metaphor. For now.)”

just porn

all the angels and the saints by speranza 

“In which Steve Rogers loses God and finds God and loses God, and also: Bucky.”

if it makes you cry, it’s probably good!

sugar sweet by colorcoated 

“College Student Bucky finds himself immediately attracted to Steve. He knows that Steve's a bit older than him, and that Steve himself is put off by the age difference. . . But that doesn't stop Bucky from wanting to climb him like a tree.”

the only slowburn i have tolerated 

my bucky by cleo4u2 and xantissa 

“Bucky finds a feral Alpha in the woods. Rather, the Alpha finds him. Bucky is sure it’s the end of his life as an independant Omega. It turns out to be the beginning of the strangest romance Bucky’s ever known.”

stony:

(i want you to see) the darkest side of me by ann2who

“In Monte Carlo, Steve meets the wealthy widower Anthony Stark. It’s love at first sight—at least for Steve—and he can’t believe his luck when Tony asks him to live at Stark Mansion, his large estate in Malibu. Never in his life had Steve thought something like this was possible… never had he been this happy. However, soon Steve realizes that Tony is still deeply troubled by the death of his first wife and haunted by the many ghosts she left behind. The longer Steve lives in her shadow, the more he understands that… He can never be what Tony’s wife had once been for him. And Tony might never truly love him.”

total mindfuck.

ironstrange:

let it be by lucifersfavoritechild

“While dealing with his son's car accident and a rapidly-dissolving marriage, Tony is drawn to Peter's surgeon, Dr. Stephen Strange.”

where severus snape is hot, not a stalker, and somehow gets the girl by utopiste

“Or: Peter Parker is sick and wants to cut his Neuroscience class. Tony just wants to help (and maybe date his son's hot teacher). Stephen Strange just wants to give his lecture in peace.”

miscellaneous:

geraskier: who needs plans anyways by NTK

“All witchers are alphas or betas by nature, since no omega has ever survived the Trial of the Grasses. Gerald has never had any problems with satisfying his needs on the occasional rut, for the whores from Poviss to Nilfgard were eager to be of service to a sturdy hunk like him. On the other hand, a certain omega/ bard/ occasional witcher tagalong has always made certain to acquire enough suppressants from local healers before setting out on a new adventure. That is, until the travels with his favourite White Wolf led the unlike pair into uncharted territory for longer than expected… life ensues”

philtriss: bound by sapphiresmoke

“Leashing involves a pupil being bound to their master in body, mind, and magic,” Philippa explained, folding her hands on the desk in front of her. “It is not something to undertake lightly, but if you accept, I will be able to share my magic with you, and instruct you in ways that would be otherwise be impossible if I were to only rely on verbal communication. It is intimate, it is at times invasive, but if you consent to this, Triss, it will make you vastlymore powerful, and from the look in your eyes, that seems to be exactly what you are looking for.”

vandermatthews: one more night like this would put me six feet under by jukeboxgraduate

“To be alongside the same person week after week, to share honesty and trust with someone day after day, is a rare treasure in a life that hinges on dishonesty. Hosea holds it close to his heart.”

din/cobb: every wave is a tidal if you hang around by wolfhalls 

“Din comes to Mos Pelgo, and finds a lot more than he was looking for.”

and finally, rough day by @no-droids​, because we all need to be a little indulgent sometimes.

[vulqan]

OKAY i am off work so here we go FINALE THOUGHTS

⋆ i had Thoughts and Feelings on Sam as Cap while i was watching the episode (& during prior episodes as well, really), but after considering it & reading what’s been put out in the tag after the finale, i’ve ultimately changed my mind on wanting Sam to have his own superhero identity outside of Captain America. this show fought incredibly hard to show the way Black people have been (and still are) treated in America, & i think they handled it in a way that acknowledges that racism isn’t ✨magically over✨ now that Sam’s bearing the name. i love the design of Sam’s new Cap/Falcon hybrid suit, although i wish they’d gone with a majority-red design as a throwback to the Falcon suit. there were so many moments in the fight scenes where i just had to sit back & be like “Wow. That’s Captain America.” 😭💖 i’m always going to miss Steve and hate what they did to his character in Endgame, but Sam deserves the hell out of this.

⋆ making Sharon the Power Broker was lazy as HELL. they telegraphed it so hard we all saw it coming from the moment she was re-introduced as a character. i would, in theory, have been fine with this choice if they hadn’t made it blatantly fucking obvious that that’s who she was; a little subtlety goes a long way (although this show doesn’t really do subtle, does it?).

⋆ when i was scrolling through the tag right after watching the episode, i saw someone who said something about wishing they’d given Bucky the “White Wolf” title & while i love that and would die for that eventually, i think that would have taken focus from Sam & his accomplishments & i’m okay with him just…reclaiming the Winter Soldier title. TWS can be a scary robot-armed man with a brain to back it up, okay??

⋆ can i just. the moment with Mr. Nakajima at the end. Bucky getting emotional. I’M getting emotional. WHAT the fuck. i'll have more thoughts on this eventually i am SO SURE.

⋆ along that line of thought, THE FUCKING COOKOUT. HIM PLAYING WITH THE KIDS ON THE WAY IN WITH THE CAKE. HIM JUST CASUALLY DANGLING LIKE THREE KIDS OFF OF HIS FUCKIN ARM AT THE END. HELLO???? HELLO. I LOVE UNCLE BUCKY. i deadass yelled at the screen "ARE U FUCKIN KIDDING ME" 💀

⋆ can we just talk about how the US government is probably experimenting on the bodies of Karli & every single fuckin one of the super soldiers that were blown up at the end of the episode?? like, realistically. there’s no way they just said “oh these have no further use to us now, let’s just bury em”. like, no, they absolutely have them in some nasty-ass lab somewhere trying to recreate the serum again. you know they are, i know they are, i want to read fic about how they are & how hard they're gonna get fucked over because of it lmfao.

⋆ NOT impressed with how the Flag Smashers' arc was handled in this show. i'm just not. i didn't connect with Karli as a character at all, i know they had some shit cut for time/because of Covid but like, respectfully, i don't care, do better. their arc could have been SO GOOD. i LOVE a sympathetic "villain".

⋆ leaving the Power Broker storyline open...cool. fine, like i said, i think having Sharon be the Power Broker (at least in the way that they did it) was boring and lazy. so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i probably won't be watching if they decide to do any kind of spinoff anything with her.

⋆ this is still a john walker hate blog 💖

[ddejavvu]

rough time atm but i am momentarily back on my bullshit

once again, hybrid steddie. what’s new. BUT.

hybrid alpha wolf!steddie who are pretty much just a slightly tweaked version of their puppy!counterparts!! instead of just soft eyes and pouty lips when they want something, they’ll put out a subtle scent into the air too!! (they swear it works)

reader who adopts em from a shelter ofc, and even tho sweet reader is just a silly little human, she’s their silly little human <33. it’s like a shiny new toy to them - they wanted you as soon as you walked into the shelters doors (and eddie swears down that he put out a very very strong scent and that’s what must’ve lured you over to them, but steve swears it was how soft he was with you and the fact that he let you pet his ears so quickly and made his face go all pink and soft and honeyed that reeled you in, especially considering your more shy or reserved nature).

reader who (just like me fr) is a bit oblivious and ignorant without meaning to be. they can get away with so so much purely just because reader doesn’t really realise what they’re doing.

they know that technically scenting someone directly is a mate thing, they know, okay. but when one day, steve feels a particularly powerful burst of affection for you and he swipes and nuzzles his face over your neck to scent you hard, and all you do in return is giggle and squirm a bit cus it was tickly, eddies eyes go from mad/shocked, to knowing once he realises they can actually get away with something they’ve been dying to do. when they bring their spit and tongues into the occasion with licking and grooming through, that’s when they have to be smarter on the spot as you pull away confused. we’re just kissing you! it’s meant to be soothing!! try have a nap while we do it, swear it’ll help!

they scramble into ur bed with u as soon as they can - starts off with em just tumbling into it every morning to wake u up, and for talks every night before bed, until they go for the big one and manage to sneakily start sleeping in bed with you. and they’ll force their clothes and blankets on you casually all the time too, and before every outing they’ll beg for ‘big brave hugs’ because the outside world can be scary with so many people, and all they seem to want to do is nest stay in, and they’ll do some sneaky swipes of their tongues and rub themselves as much as they can get away with on you as a mark that anyone else needs to back off.

wolf alphas steddie who think you just scream mate. they try and treat you like an omega even if you’re only a human. sometimes they get frustrated because you’ll never go through heats, and a heat is like, a prime time for an alpha to prove and provide for his omega :(( so they decide to try and do it the human way. flashing their bodies a bit more, stretching their necks to show off their blank mating mark area hoping that you subconsciously know why, if worst comes to worst, they’ll try and get your kind nature to help them out. like, they plead that they just need someone small and soft and cuddly to belong to, and to care for, and it’s cemented officially if that someone has matching bites in their neck, so.. okay if we can’t bite you, please bite us instead :(( we know you won’t do it deep enough to count or to hurt, but please???

and if reader obliges it makes things worse bc she has teenie little fangs in her natural human teeth that if she tried hard enough, could pierce their mating glands

maybe one goes into rut before the other (whichever hasn’t been dealing with the situation the best), and readers just scrambling and lost. the other guiding her into exactly what to do, to go into the room with them both because can’t she hear him whimpering and making all that noise??? he needs her?????

n if reader goes along with it for whatever reasoning, it sends the other straight into a rut too. god help her if they try and knot her, the jealousy is something she’s never dealt with regarding them before because they’re so good at sharing, she’ll need to reassure one that he’ll get to knot while the other is trying to go to town and get her undivided attention - which will just further trigger their combative alpha tendencies even more. maybe one of em manages to sneakily bite down where her mating gland would be in a moment of delirious haze, and seeing the bruise that seems to last forever finally is enough for em. they’d definitely constantly be calling you hybrid omega related names, despite reader reminding them she’s not

[ie me having a tiny scenario in my head of the first time one of em tries to lay an omega nickname on her, and reader just tilting her head to the side -ironic omega move- and explaining that she’s a human, as if they weren’t painfully aware. equal parts endearing as it is frustrating. steve definitely just keeps repeating it. that frustrated almost stern stare he does with his hands on his hips. omega. steve??im human Omega. no, stevie remember im not— omega. till reader just gives in

cw: hybrid au with wolf hybrid!eddie and wolf hybrid!steve. don't like don't read, or block the tag 'hybrid au' below. hybrid au faq

this post is 18+, minors dni.

first of all i <3 u and i hope you feel better soon!!

second.. mmh. there is something so special to me about wolf hybrids!eddie and steve... especially steve mskgnsjfn he's so <3333

no bc they probably think they're like these big strong predator-type wolves, all sharp teeth and low growls, but you step into the shelter and by god those are two sweet puppies. ofc you tell them that sometime and they get all >:O WE'RE BIG STRONG ADULT MEN >:O and you're like yeah but you're cute :( and they can't say no to you </3

eddie 'putting out a scent' does it even work? do we know? i think it'd be funny if he was convinced he was actually doing something and if in reality he was just Sitting There :] but you wander over to their little area and steve smiles at you so you decide to say hi! and he's definitely very friendly and happy to meet you! he's cautious, bc while he's normally very proud of being a big scary wolf, he doesn't want to scare you. so he's ducking his head for you to feel carefully at his ears, and when you pet them he gets all blushy and pinkkk i'm going crazy :(( <33 eddie's probably more cautious, watching how you interact with steve and how you react to him n stuff before he gives you a chance to really meet him too, but by the end of your visiting hour you've got them hooked. whether you take them home that day or not, they're already yours.

no bc the first time they ever really purposefully scent you it does tickle!! steve just buries his face in your neck and smooshes and rubs and smears and it's so tickly and sweet that you can't help but giggle :') and he's a little surprised by it, too, so he and eddie just stare at each other like.. oh yeah <3

from then on, watch out. you're never free, you're never safe, there will always be a threat of someone's face in your neck. they do have to be careful with licking you, though, bc the first time they do it ur like.. wtf was that.. and they're like oh honey nothing :] it's just a hybrid thing, it's nothing special. is it okay? and when you know that it's instinct you're fine with it, but they're careful from then on just in case it weirds you out, which it doesn't after the first few times.

they're such bed hogs!!! every single morning they come and wake you up and steal your covers and every single night they come in and talk your ear off and snuggle you to sleep :') eventually, they just close the gap and spend the night in your bed, but I hope you have at least a queen because nothing else is big enough to fit all three of you. even if you do have a queen they're big guys and it's definitely a stretch, you'll have to cuddle really close to be comfy together :')

it's funny to you bc you buy them the clothes but they make you wear them all the time?? you're like steve i bought this 'cause i thought you'd like it. and he's pulling it over your head like babe i love it. wdym. this is my favorite hoodie. and you're ????????

if you ever have to go out without them, like to meet with your friends or maybe do some quick grocery shopping or whatever, they're alwaysss smothering you first, getting their stink all over you </33 it's just bc they're deathly afraid of losing you to someone else, bc obviously they love you so much and have since they first laid eyes on you, so who's to say that no one else would?

they'd never ever ever ever think you were less than or lacking just bc you're not an omega/hybrid in general, but they are bummed sometimes that they can't fulfill your needs like they could if you were one. but ofc never fear, they can always just treat you like an omega anyways! and i mean full on we will do everything to make you happy/comfortable/fulfilled, they would rip the foundation of your house off the ground and move it a million miles if you suddenly decided you wanted to live by the beach.

no honestly them stretching all the time and showing off for you doesn't catch your attention because you suddenly have a huge database on hybrid lore, it's because they're fucking hot lmfao. they're always flexing their necks around you for some reason?? and their necks look amazing. it's so easy to get caught staring at them and they're like holy shit it's working!! and you're like holy shit they're hot lmfao. and omg i have little teenie fangs too!!! they definitely fixate on them and u didn't hear this from me but they've jacked off thinking about you biting them with your little fangs before <3

mmf the thoughts in my head about their first heat/rut......... steve harrington's breeding kink is (i'm fairly certain) a registered and frequent AO3 tag, so if eddie gets to knot you first, just bc he happened to be the first one to stick his dick inside of you?? hell no. he's huffing and puffing and growling and groaning while eddie fucks into you like a jackhammer, and it's all you can do to keep your attention on steve long enough to console him. they're grumbling and snapping at each other but eventually eddie decides it's not up for debate anymore, and he's just going to make the most out of fucking you for the first time. so he's sucking at your throat, nipping at your neck, making out with you like his life depends on you swallowing his tongue, and you're practically gagging on it, looking up at steve with desperate, teary eyes, trying to promise him that he can go next. just the thought of eddie trying his damndest to take up all of your attention at once, fucking you so hard and so desperately while you try clinging onto the idea of comforting steve.... i'm actually drooling i think.

wolf hybrid steddie will not stop calling you omega related nicknames just because you aren't one... they can't be stopped, especially not when you are endearingly omega-like <3

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By the Light of the Moon~Part 2

Story Summery: Y/n is a vampire hasn’t told anyone about herself, her family, her history. She hasn’t even told her boyfriend. What happens when her secret is revealed in a violent manner.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Vampire!Reader

Words: 3.5k

Warnings: Angst, Sadness, Sorta asshole Steve (but his hearts in the right place), Cursing.

A/N: Here is the second part! Next part should be up soon! Not beta read.

She was gone. 

Just gone.

The window completely shattered, she didn’t even slow down. 

Everyone was stunned, Bucky wasn’t sure what to do. He knew he couldn’t go after her, she ran across the walkway and out the door before Bucky could even blink. 

Steve came out of it the fastest, “FRIDAY lock down the building.” This made me swing around to look at him, furious with what he was doing. 

“Are you still trying to stop her!? She doesn’t want to be here Steve! You pushed her to the edge and now she is gone!” Bucky says while walking towards Steve, shoving him with his last word. 

“Captain Rogers, Y/n is no longer in the building.” The AI says. 

Steve turned away from Bucky, “How did she get out?” 

“She exited from the roof.” Bucky was the one to talk this time, “What? How did she exit from the roof?” “She jumped.” Klaus said before the AI. Both Bucky and Steve turn around to Klaus, “What do you mean she jumped? This building is 93 stories!” Bucky said, panicked.

Klaus smirked, “She’s an original vampire. She could jump off a cliff and be fine, in fact she has.”

This confused Bucky, “Original vampire?”

Klaus tilted his head, and the smirk fell from his lips. “She really didn’t tell you anything did she?” Resulting in Bucky shaking his head. 

“Well, is there somewhere we can sit? It is a long story.”

Steve takes the lead on this, feeling more comfortable with having a purpose. “We can go to the common room. FRIDAY call the team down there.” Steve turns to Bucky, “I think this is something everyone should know.”

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The entire team is already in the common room by the time Bucky, Steve and Klaus get down there. 

When the elevator doors open everyone stands up, Sam being the first to talk.

“Who is this? Where is Y/n?”

Steve goes to answer but Klaus talks first, “I’m Klaus Mikaelson, Y/n is my sister. She’s gone.”

This time it’s Natasha’s turn to talk, “What do you mean she’s gone?” She says, worried for her friend. 

Klaus steps forward, taking an empty chair, but no one else sits down. 

“Well? Go on, sit. It’s a rather long story and I doubt you’ll want to stand the whole time.” Everyone slowly takes their seats, Bucky sitting next to Sam who lays a comforting hand on his shoulder. Him and Bucky may have their differences but Sam can tell when his friend is hurting. 

“Alright, lets begin.” Klaus says with a smirk.

“So, as you all learned earlier, my sister is a vampire. What you didn’t know is that she is one of the first vampires in existence, along with me and our siblings. See, my mother was a witch, a powerful witch though not as powerful as her sister. My mother was barren, and made a deal with my Aunt Dahlia to be able to have children, she just had to give her first born to Dahlia. So she gave up my sister Freya and told her husband she had died from the plague. My mother had another child named Finn before they came to the New World in the 10th century when my mother was pregnant with my brother Elijah. They settled in a village where everyone was healthy and happy, we didn’t know that they were all werewolves till later, though we lived with them peacefully for years.”

 Klaus stops at this, taking a breath before continuing. “I was born next, but I was born out of an affair between my mother and another villager. I wouldn’t know that until after I became a vampire. Kol came next, and then Rebecka. Lastly my mother fell pregnant with twins, Henrik and Y/n.” 

Sam talks before Klaus can continue, “Y/n has a twin?”

Klaus looks down with a sad expression on his face.

“Not anymore… I was incredibly close to Henrik and Y/n, closer than to anyone else in my family. They were the youngest out of all of us and I was always more protective of them.” Klaus looks up at the group. “Henrik and Y/n were only 13 at this time… After we had discovered the people who lived around us became beasts on the night of a full moon, I became curious. I had planned to sneak out and watch them transform, which was forbidden, and when Henrik found out he wanted to come as well. Of course, Y/n being his twin came too. One of the wolves lost control, mauling Henrik. Y/n almost died as well, but was able to run from the wolf that was attacking her. Henrik died that night, from my ignorance and stupidity. It was also the night our mother decided to turn us into vampires.”

Now it was Bucky’s turn to speak up, “But Y/n doesn’t look like she is 13, how old was she when she turned?”

Klaus looked at him, “Our mother performed a ritual on all of us, including Y/n, to make us stronger. She wanted to protect us. My mother's witch friend Ayana refused to do the spell, but she did make it so that Y/n would continue to age until her 18th birthday.”

“The spell made us powerful. It made us fast, strong, it gave us fangs to rival the wolves, but it also turned nature against us. The sun burned us, the neighbors that had once welcomed us into their homes could now keep us out, the flowers at the base of the tree that was used in the spell burned us and prevented compulsion,” Klaus turns to Bucky. “That’s the ‘protection’ that Y/n mentioned earlier. Do you have a bracelet or necklace that she gave you?”

Bucky was already fidgeting with the necklace Y/n had given him for their one year anniversary. It was a habit he formed after she gave it to him. A pendant with his star on it, on the back engraved in her handwriting is “You are my hero”. She said it was to remind him that his arm didn’t make him a monster. 

“Yeah, this one.” Bucky says, not letting go of the necklace.

Klaus holds out his hand, “Can I see it?” 

Bucky is hesitant, but ultimately agrees. Standing up and handing the pendant to Klaus, who’s skin starts smoking the second it touches his skin. 

“Woah, what the hell?” Bucky says, taking back the necklace. 

Klaus smirks, “Like I said, vervain burns… The only thing that can kill us is a stake made from the tree that gave us life. The white oak… Like I said, werewolf venom won’t kill original vampires. I just had no desire for my sister to be in pain until it burned out of her system. I also haven’t seen her in years, I missed her.”

“When we became vampires, Y/n was the last to turn. She was so so young and killed the person that our parents used to complete the transition. She hated herself for so long after, and has always struggled with her bloodlust… When I killed my first human not long after my transition we learned that I was part werewolf. A hybrid, but my mother suppressed my wolf side. It was only recently that I was able to unlock it, which is why I can heal a werewolf bite. A normal vampire would die from a bite without my blood.”

Steve took this time to ask Klaus, “Y/n was drinking Bucky’s blood. Is he going to turn into a vampire?” This made Klaus chuckle, “No. You would have to die with vampire blood in your system and then drink human blood to complete the transition. But vampire blood also has healing qualities, if given to a human with a fatal injury they will heal within minutes.”

Klaus stood up, “I’m going to find my sisters storage unit, is there a room I can stay in tonight?”

Tony tells him where he can stay for the night, but when he turns to leave, Bucky runs after him. 

“Wait! Are we not going to look for Y/n?”

Klaus turns around, a small smile on his face. “It’s nice to know my sister has someone who cares so strongly for her, but looking for her right now is useless. If she doesn’t want to be found, she won’t be. I just hope what happened earlier doesn’t push her over the edge. She has gotten better at controlling her bloodlust but when she’s incredibly emotional she tends to struggle. We will know by morning.” This concerned Bucky. “What happens if she loses control?”

Klaus frowns at this, “Well, she will probably kill some people. That’ll cause her to have really bad guilt. If that happens I will need your help to make sure she doesn’t flip her switch.”

“What do you mean flip her switch?

“Oh I forgot about that. Vampires have this… ability. Our emotions are heightened, if the guilt or sadness gets too bad, we can turn off our humanity. It’s like this switch that we can flip. It’s incredibly hard to get someone who’s flipped their switch to turn it back on. We can’t let Y/n do that.”

That scares Bucky, “Has she done that before?”

Klaus nods, “She was the first one to do so… I feel like I should let her tell you the whole story but basically what happened was she accidentally killed someone she cared very much about. I believe that was why she was so scared when she fed from you. That person was her main form of sustenance but they were attacked by a hunter, she was severely weakened with vervain and he was seriously injured. She couldn’t control her bloodlust and he ended up dying.” This broke Bucky’s heart. He never wanted to see Y/n in pain. 

“She couldn’t take the pain and the guilt. It was killing her. She wanted to die but couldn’t find a way. She somehow found out she could turn it all off. It took me decades to get her to turn it back on. She left a string of bodies from New Orleans to Los Angeles. When she turned it back on she had all that guilt as well. Everytime she has turned it off it has always been worse when she turns it back on.

Bucky felt more comfortable now. It helped him to have orders, a mission. While Klaus isn’t technically in charge of him, he knew Y/n better than Bucky. Bucky could do what Klaus asked, or at least try. He wouldn’t lose Y/n.

“I am going to find Y/n’s storage unit. You wouldn’t happen to know where it is by any chance?” 

Bucky knew she had a storage unit near the tower, but he had never been to it. 

“I think it’s at Manhattan Mini Storage, it’s near Hell’s Kitchen.”

Klaus nods, “Alright, I’ll be back tonight.” 

He walks onto the elevator, leaving Bucky standing in the hallway.

~ ~ ~

Bucky was sitting in your room, it was almost bare because you have been slowly sneaking your stuff into Bucky’s room. 

But it still smells like you. 

He couldn’t believe he never noticed anything. Now that he knows he realizes there were many strange things that he always ignored. 

That ring you claimed you hated but would never take off. The time you lost it and refused to leave the tower, not even going into the common room. The fact you wouldn’t go into someone’s house before being invited in. You wouldn’t even go into Bucky’s room before he told you you could. 

He always thought it was because you didn’t want to spend that much time with him, that it was too personal. You had already been spending time with each other for a few weeks prior and he thought he had crossed a line. 

Apparently not. 

~Flashback~

Bucky had just arrived at the compound after his time in Wakanda. He was a lot more confident knowing the Soldier could no longer be triggered, but he still wouldn’t be the first to approach someone. 

Y/n watched him around the compound, fascinated by the other man out of time. Her and Steve had been friends for years, and she had helped him and Sam in Romania. 

When he arrived at the compound, she was one of the only people to truly try and make him feel welcome. No one was out right rude to him, but they weren’t exactly welcoming.  Only Steve, Y/n and Nat would ask him to join them for supper or training. 

But Y/n went above and beyond for him. 

She would leave food by his door when he didn’t eat with the team. She defended him when Tony would say something.

The thing he appreciated most was the time she helped him through a panic attack.

It was when he was on trial, there was no way he would be convicted with all the Avengers behind him, but it still took a toll on his mental state. 

People were able to find his files, and after the public found out how many people he killed a lot rallied against him. Calling for the death penalty.

Tony had a party after the trial was over. Inviting all the New York socialites and having Bucky as the “guest of honor” to prove that he was one of the good guys now. But all he could hear the entire night was people saying how they couldn’t believe Tony let the man who killed his parents on the team. A monster.

He was pushed close to the edge when a drunk man started asking him all these questions and accusing him of things he never did. 

He was pushed over the edge when he started talking about his family. Claiming his ma and sisters would hate him for the monster he became. He was hyperventilating and about to lash out. Looking around for Steve or someone who could help him. 

That’s when Y/n swooped in like a guardian angel. 

The media loved Y/n, she was always helping people. Visiting children's hospitals and helping the homeless. 

Which is why they didn’t care when she threw the man across the room. 

She walked right between Bucky and the drunk man, telling him to back off. Bucky couldn’t understand much of what she was saying, he was too busy trying to not shut down, but the last thing he heard was the man call him a monster before Y/n had shoved him so hard he flew across the room. 

She had always claimed she was a mutant. That was why she was so strong and fast, why she healed faster than him or Steve. 

Next thing he knew she was leading him out of the party, arms linked. 

He was gasping for breath at this point, not really noticing she was moving him until his back hit the couch. They were in a smaller common room at the tower, used as a sort of library. Bucky knew this was Y/n’s favorite room in the tower because there were days he wouldn't see her until she emerged from the library at midnight, walking into the kitchen wrapped in a fluffy blanket looking incredibly relaxed.

Not that he was looking for you. 

“-ucky. You are okay. Match my breathing okay? You are just fine.” You were pressing his hand to her chest, her hand on top of his. 

It's the first time they touched.

Well not the first time, they’ve trained together. Brushed shoulders in passing. 

But she was purposely touching him, comforting him. 

His breathing slowed down, and he was shocked when your arms were suddenly around his shoulders.

“I’m so so sorry he said those things to you.” 

Your voice sounded watery, which made him push on your shoulders to see your face. Which made you panic. 

“I-I’m so sorry Bucky. I know you don’t like to be touched. I should have asked before I hugged you. I was just so mad that he said those things to you!” You were aggressively wiping the tears from your face. “He had no right! He doesn’t know what you went through and the fact that he was accusing you of things you never even did! I’m so-” Bucky was smiling at this point. 

“Doll, you’re rambling.”

That shut you up really quick. 

A small smile slowly appeared on your face, confusing Bucky.

“Doll? You called me doll?”

“Uh… Yeah, I guess I did.” Your smile grew larger. “And don’t feel bad for hugging me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah I… I liked it.”

“Then why did you push me away?” Y/n says, tilting her head to one side. Making Bucky think of a confused puppy.

“I heard you crying doll. You should never cry over me.” At this she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms tightly around him, snuggling her face into his neck. “Everyone needs someone to cry over them sometimes.”

~End Flashback~

When Bucky came out of his mind, the sun was already rising. He quickly wiped away the tears that had fallen down his cheeks. 

He didn’t realize so much time had passed, and couldn’t help but wonder where Y/n was. 

Was she even in New York still?

Bucky laid back, grabbing one of Y/n’s pillows and hugging it to his body, breathing deeply. 

He was dozing off, comforted by the smell of you, when FRIDAY jolted him awake.

“Sergeant Barnes, Mr. Mikaelson is back and requesting your presence in the kitchen. The rest of the Avengers are already on their way.”

Bucky jumped up quickly, needing to know if Klaus found anything, when he your favorite of his hoodies in your closet. He quickly grabs it and throws it on, comforted by the fact it smelled like you. 

He made his way down to the kitchen as fast as he could, practically running once the elevator stopped.

When he made his way into the kitchen he noticed the rest of the Avengers were already there. Klaus was standing at the island with a canvas bag sitting in front of him. 

Steve was the first to speak, “Why’d you call us all down here? Have you heard anything?” 

Klaus looks at him, and then at Bucky. “I went to my sister’s storage unit. While I was there I got a call from my sister Freya-”

Natasha cuts him off. “I thought you said your mom gave her to your aunt in the 10th century?”

Klaus smirks, “You pay attention, nice. Incredibly long story short, my aunt discovered how to practically make herself and Freya immortal by sleeping for 100 years and then living and aging for only a year.”

“Anyway, Freya called me. She said that there were some ‘animal attacks’ on the outskirts of the town. I’m going there tonight, James is coming with me.” 

Klaus started gathering the bag, but Steve puts his hand over it, stopping him. 

“Bucky isn’t going anywhere with you, how do we know we can trust you.” Bucky was about to object, but Klaus started first. His face blank.

This is my sister!” Klaus says, getting angry as he said it. 

“I would not do anything to risk her. I agree, you don’t know me and have no clue if you can trust me, but I will help my sister no matter what. I need James to help me with that.”

“Why does Bucky need t-”

Steve is suddenly pushed against the wall, Klaus baring his fangs at him. 

“He may be the only one who can keep her from losing her humanity. He is coming with me.

Steve goes to object, but Bucky stops him. “Steve, that’s my girl. I am going with him.”

“Buck-”

“Stop. You are the one that pushed her over the edge. I will not lose her”

He turns back to Klaus, who looks overly smug.

“Is there anything you need before we go?”

Klaus nods at this, “I need a cooler, and you should pack for at least a week… Maybe longer. We will also need a car.” He says, looking at Tony.

Tony speaks for the first time, telling FRIDAY to ready a car and make sure it has a cooler in it. 

“Why do you need a cooler?”

Klaus walks back over to the canvas bag on the counter, unzipping it. 

“Well, I went and collected some things from Y/n’s storage unit. Let’s just say, it’s a tad perishable.”

With that he turns the bag over, ten blood bags spilling out.

“What the hell is that!?” Clint says, “Well, I know what they are… I’m in the medbay enough to know that, but why do you have them?”

Klaus looks at him, “Take a wild guess.”

He looks at Bucky, “She’s feeding on people, we need to get her back on blood bags as soon as possible. She may not be a ripper but she is in such an emotional state that we don’t need to risk her seriously hurting someone.” He finishes with a pointed look at Steve. 

“Sir, the car is prepped.”

Klaus looks at Bucky. 

“Go pack, we have a long drive ahead of us.”

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               even though they say that time heals all wounds,                the scars are still fucking there. i can't forget what happened.                i can't forget how I felt

《  oliver stark. male, he/him. new kings by sleeping wolf   》 oh my, there goes DAVID JAMES “DEACON” HALL. the 29/29 year old INCUBI is currently working at SALEM FIRE STATION as a FIREFIGHTER. they’ve been in salem, ma for SIX MONTHS. they are known around town as THE WAR HERO. i have a feeling they AREN’T aware of what’s going on in town, and they are NEUTRAL. hopefully, because they are known to be CHARMING and ADAPTABLE while also being IMPULSIVE and CYNICAL, they will survive. i guess only time will tell. ( ray. she/her. 26. pst. )

a e s t h e t i c s  :     swimming in rage, cracking at tenderness.  growl heard before the whimper of pain. the protective one. bruised fists. the smell in the air after rainfall. always know what you’re fighting for. observant eyes. loud mind, silent words. memories so loud. hands covered in ink. bright smiles, distracted eyes. rinsing oil off hands after tossing a wrench back in the toolbox. the rumble of a bike being heard from down the street. pages coved in ink, drawing memories. kind smiles and broken eyes.

q u o t e s :     “  if you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.   ”   –   sirius black, harry potter and the goblet of fire “   don’t give me the ‘hurt feelings’ thing because a. i don’t buy it, and b. i don’t care.   ”   –   steve mcgarrett, hawaii five-o “   ‘go bravely, go deeply – or do not go’ bullshit, go, even if you are shaking with fear, go. take a blind step forward. that first step is worth so much more than standing still and never getting anywhere because you weren’t brave.   ”   –   unknown

p e r s o n a l i t y :     + realistic, observant, and self-reliant                                            - possessive, stubborn, and temperamental

david better known as deacon, has always been a man of action. when he was younger, he had energy that was off the charts at times and that later turned into him just always needing to keep busy. which doesn’t always leave room for him to deal with his emotions. he just keeps so busy that he buries all his problems under everything. it’s what has left him so  B R O K E N  not that anyone is aware of just how much so. over the years, he’s gotten really good at hiding it.

people could describe him as charming and flirty, caring and protective, and smart and adaptable. while all these things are true about the hybrid, he’s mainly just tired. that is what drives him even more to not show how broken he is. he’s always doing his part to be there for everyone else, not many people see that he needs someone to be there for him.

due to him being so good at hiding all his issues, he’s become really good at seeing the signs of when someone else needs help and will never hesitate in offering to help.  he’s used to only being able to rely on himself, he doesn’t want that for anyone else. 

he’s also known to get a little temperamental at times. never around the people he cares about, always able to keep it down until he explodes on some poor stranger.   fearing losing anyone else he cares about, deacon can be a bit possessive. he does his best to not show it, but he can’t always help it. when he actually allows people in, he holds on as tightly as he can.

s u m m a r y :     deacon grew up in salem, but when his adopted parents died when he was thirteen, him and his older brother ( who was seventeen at the time ) moved away. during this time, deacon really started to lose control on his emotions which made it hard for him to control his powers that came with being an incubi. he’s always known he was adopted and what he was, but never fully understood it since he didn’t have anyone to teach him. though his family did their best. once he was old enough, to run away from all his problems and to hopefully do better, deacon enlisted in the military. now he’s back in town cause he’s contract was up and he heard his brother was back in town. still trying to do his best to help people, he started working as a firefighter right away. 

he has this need to try to help people cause he see’s himself as a monster. he hates what he is and hates how easy it is for him to hurt people. despite that though, he is neutral in the fight, mainly cause he doesn’t know what’s happening. but also because he’s fought in a different war and struggles over it... he’s not sure he’d be ready to do it all again. though, he might not be able to stay out of it for long. 

h e a d c a n o n s :     due to hybrids being a hit and miss amongst people, it was no surprise that deacon was given up as a baby. his biological mother wanted nothing to do with him once she realised what he was, she didn’t even bother naming him. she just dumped him off in the woods and left him for dead since know one would take a demon child. he had been lucky that renee hall had been near by and heard his cries. the kind women didn’t even hesitate in bringing him home with her.  the hall family had no issue in bonding with the unnamed child and while they tried to find his parents, when they learned what he was and what most likely happened to him, they took him in and named him. adopting him easily. david was given his middle name after his new father and brother while his brother picked the name david for him. they did this to show him ( later, when he was old enough to know the truth ) that they ALL welcomed him.

growing up, david knew he was different from his family, so when he was old enough and they told him he was adopted, he had no issue with it. they were his family and nothing else mattered. as a young boy, he admired his older brother to the point of following him around, trying to be like him. or would try to make him happy by using the powers that came with being an incubi. powers he discovered by accident and would sometime get out of control but his brother was always an anchor for him and helped him reel it in.

david was doing well with his family; he was happy and healthy. and he always seemed to do really really in school. always seeming to be ahead of everyone else. he was able to pick things up very easily. david was definitely considered popular in school, not that he really tried. he just got along with everyone. being both part of the smart group of kids as well as the athlete’s, it made it easy for him to befriend most people.

when he was thirteen, his parents told him and james the good news that they were expecting and would be having a girl. something david had said he wanted from a young age. he had wanted to be a big brother like james was and do for them what james always did for him. however, everything took a turn for the worse when there was a fire, that was caused by faulty electrical wiring, which resulted in the death of both his parents and his unborn sister.                ↳    david remembers it clearly, he’ll never forget it. laying on a stretcher, completely alone thinking his entire family was gone. the paramedics that surrounded didn’t tell him anything about his family. it was less then a minute before james came into view, but it felt like a lifetime. in those few seconds, he had to deal with the most unbearable pain of thinking not only did he lose his family but having to deal with thinking he was the only survivor. however, when james reached out for him, david just cried. cried for the pain he was in, both physically and mentally. while the turns were unbearable, it was the pain of having lost his parents that really had him lose it. refusing to let go of james’ hand.

after the fire, james and david left salem. neither able to cope with being in the town anymore. james stepped up and helped david as much as he could. david did his best to make it easy on his brother, not wanting him to carry all the weight himself. but his grades started to slip and he had more accidents with him losing control of his powers. he wasn’t dealing with his own grief very well.

when david was seventeen, things had started to get a little better. he couldn’t be his complete old self again, but he was starting to try again. though it was short lived when he became sexually active with his girlfriend. he hadn’t realised what was happening until it was too late. completely horrified and full of guilt, david ran to the only person he had left. james helped him deal with it all and helped understand exactly what was happening but nothing could stop the guilt david felt. he could get the image of his girlfriend’s face out of his head. so he did the only thing he could think of. he ran. james found him and despite the relationship not being what it once was, helped him. like the way he used to when they had their family.

at the age of eighteen, david made sure james would be fine on his own and took off to enlist. for him, it was a way to do better. to make up for the horror of what he did. plus, it had been something he wanted to do before, but had fortten about it after everything. being away from james made it hard for david to even hear his own name. everyone started calling him deacon cause there was a guy who enlisted with him that thought it was his name. it stuck since there were two other david’s and he refused to be called by his last name since it hurt too much.

he did his best to keep in touch with his brother, but it was hard. deacon learned more about his brother from tabloids than actually being able to talk to his own brother. despite not talking much to his brother, deacon would ALWAYS write his brother. he’d write a letter almost everyday. just keeping his brother up to date with him, even if he didn’t always get a reply back. even in the middle of a warzone, all he could do was worry about his brother. half the time he doesn’t even realise his own pain because he is too busy worrying about everyone else. being what they need. a brother, a soldier, a friend, a lover, their crying shoulder, their ear to vent to, their punching bag, etc.

a mission he was on cost him greatly and once again, deacon found himself losing everyone he cared about. the guys from his unit were ambushed and deacon was the only survivor but he managed to get each and every fallen soldier back with him. deacon was honoured with a silver star and allowed to go home again. so he decided it was time for him to come home and stay home. finding james was easy, trying to get back their bond was harder. but he wasn’t giving up.

once arriving back to salem, deacon found it easy to get a job as a firefighter. given his history, the captain couldn’t turn him away. deacon had spent time being a field medic and the fire captain knew it would be foolish to not have the man on his team.

in his free time, deacon can be found painting/drawing or working on his bike. things in which help him stay calm.

e x t r a :     pinterest.    spotify(TBA).    moodboard(TBA).

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O.C Character Survey

1. Your first OC ever? My WWE one Roxy,I wrote her when I was 13. I also made Naru aka Molly from Sailor Moon a Sailor Senshi named Sailor Sun. She had a yellow sailor fuku with a blue bow. 

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs? I’m not sure. I will say that my easiest one’s to write are Renee from The Flash and Suzanna from TWD.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else? Kinda. my Ex let me use his OC’s in stories. He has Alien Races called The Cartanians and Tarians and a Vampire Nightmare lord named Shirowen. Who is based off of the lead singer of Dimmu Borgir.

 4. A character you rarely talk about? Carrie aka The Carrion Crow just because I haven’t been interested in finishing My Gotham fic,or I have been but just never wrote anything down...

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be? My Vampiress Levathia for My Original story. Just because then I can make all My other OC’s known by extension. 

 6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related? All the Tarians and Cartanians look like each other lol (it is a race that has all white hair and red eyes and a race that has all different shades of green hair and purple eyes)

Image Photoshopped by me of Tessa,Soven and Aahren 👇👇👇👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

Otherwise I think that the actresses I used for My Characters Esme (From Descendants) and Helena (From AHS) look alike. 

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories? They’re part of all kinds! I guess I could list My Non Original stories lol (only going to put one Actress for each,although My Characters are played by multiple Actress’s.)

Mughead (Riverdale)-Michelle Riley

  Wells of Hearts (The Flash)-Renee West

The Carrion Crow (Gotham)-Carrie

Mischief on Wings (Marvel/Loki)-Amara 

The Alpha (Teen Wolf)-Marianna Mccall

Kings and Queen of Destruction (TWD)-Suzanna Greene

Half God Half Devil (AHS Apocalypse)-Helena

The Dream Lovers (Freddy Krueger)-Rika

Strange Days (Stranger Things)-Mandy Moorington

Gods and Pirates (The Descendants)-Meghana

The Snakes and The Raven (Harry Potter)-Rihannon Hickleberry-Black

Ash Vs Evil Dead-Ashlee

8. Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here! No.

 9. Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else? Maybe.

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design? Looks wise I assume, I’m going to go with a non Fanfic Character and say Shirowen,He still looks like a vampire with long black hair and fangs,but he also is decayed looking,like he might have the plague and is pretty terrifying really. But being the lord of Nightmares that suits him just fine. He also has a very Black Metal look to him. 

 11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”? lol no

 12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot 

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs? I have tons lol 

 14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory. All of My Characters have a bit of a sad past.Mandy,Renee and Suzanna’s parents died,Marianna’s parents left her ect. But I think the saddest is probably Helena,read My AHS story to see what I mean!

 15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people? Yes

16. Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)? I don’t know

 17. Any OC OTPs? I mean I pair up My OC’s with my favorite character of the show usually. So I’ll just list those.  (Crackship gifs make by me)

MichellexJughead Jones

I love Renee with ALL The Wells’s but I feel like Eobard Thawne was her OTL. 

MariannaxPeter Hale

had a hard time picking between Suzanna’s Current Bou Negan,her ex The Governor or Merle. But in the end I think Merle was her ride or die,he was her first in basically all aspects and if he hadn’t died they would still be together. 

HelenaxMichael Langdon

RikaxFreddy/Robert Englund (Their basically the same person in My Fic)

Steve Harrington was Mandy’s first crush but I really think despite there ups and downs that Billy was her OTL,even though her and Steve became endgame after Billy died.

MeghanaxHadesxHarry Hook (because I can’t make up my mind!)

EsmexChad Charming

18. Any OC crackships? Already did lol

 19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why) 

20. Do any of your OCs sing? what kind of songs do they like? Only ones that sing are In My Descendants Fics. So Esme and Meghana.

 21. Your most artistic OC. I would say Michelle since she’s loosely based on me,also Renee since she went to collage for Fashion and Graphic Design. 

22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how? 

 23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like? I don’t really change my characters rough drafts lol if I have idr how. 

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why? I should say Helena or Carrie so...yeah them.

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)  Michelle,we were both Goth in HS,had a big group of friends,dated someone “misunderstood”,wrote poetry and fanfiction and like dancing. 

26. Have you ever had to change your OC’s design or something else about them against your will? Against my will?! lol no

 27. Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song? Not certain characters but Relationships or stories definitely.  TWD Kings and Queen of Destruction title is based off of Queen of Destruction by Lana Del Rey,Esme and Chad Charming’s song I wrote was inspired by Taylor Swift’s Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince. But yeah I have entire playlists revolving around My Fics and Characters. 

 28. Your most dangerous OC? Helena obviously. She is married to The Anti Christ,and is pretty much the queen of hell. 

 29. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going? Michelle,though Jughead and Betty would show up,wondering why they weren’t invited.

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection? Marianna or Mandy.

 31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really) I have a headache and don’t feel like going into that much detail. 

32. Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why? Helena for obvious reasons.  Also My Original Story character Seezee,she’s pretty much created from a horror story since she has a split personality and killed her father. Although Ashlee would make a perfect protag. Considering she’s a part of The Evil Dead universe. 

 33. Your shyest OC? Mandy at first,until she moves to California. Amara when she’s younger. 

34. Do you have any twin characters? No

35. Any sibling characters? Yes. Marianna is Scott Mccall's Adoptive Sister and I also made Aladdin and Jasmine Daughters,as well as a son Ali. 

 36. Do you have OC pairs where the other part belongs to someone else (siblings, lovers, friends etc)? No...?

 37. Introduce an OC who is not quite human  Well Helena’s a reincarnated Witch who later becomes half demon,Amara’s a Valkyrie,Marianna is a Hybrid WereWitch,Levathia is a Vampire,Renee has Lightning powers,plus there’s all the Aliens,Gargoyles and Half Were’s running around. 

 38. Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer? Michelle

 39. Introduce any character you want 

 40. Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share! 

41. Has anyone drawn fanart of your OCs? If yes, maybe show a picture or two here (remember sources & permissions!) 

42. Which one of your OCs would be the most interested in Greek gods? I mean Meghana obviously,seeing as she is one.

 43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? I suppose I have an affinity for Brunettes and Redheads lol 

44. Something you like about your OCs in general 

45. A character you no longer use? All My Original story Characters,i should use them more,I just never get inspired too. 

46. Has anyone ever told you that you treat your OCs badly? Nope

47. Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child? lol No

 48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure. Um again probably an OC I haven’t used in forever,Windy. She is half Demon/Cartanian (Alien) but is actually really sweet (unlike her Mother) and wants to become a part of The CTA (Cartanian Tarian Alliance) when she grows up. 

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes 

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

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White Wolf - PT. 2

 Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes (eventually)

Summary: While on a mission to eliminate a new threat, the Avengers come across you, a genetically engineered hybrid that people call the White Wolf. Though many in the team are against it, they take you in to train and keep a close eye on you, rather than let you run free. But what happens when while gaining their trust, you fall for the two Super Soldiers who have been nothing but torn about you since your arrival?

Warnings: A touch of Angst, Drama, Language, mild Violence, Poly Relationship and a lot of Fluff

Word Count: 

A/N: Welcome to the Exposition Chapter. There’s a couple heavy subjects included, I’m warning you now. 

And also, hey people, it’s been an entirety of five months since I wrote the first part. Sorry for that mild inconvenience and happy 2019!

[Part one]

[Your P.o.v]

The next time you opened your eyes, you were staring at a white ceiling of an unfamiliar room. Your entire body felt stiff and irresponsive, mind slow, only reluctantly starting to work. 

Christ. You groaned quietly, blinking to keep a fuzzy blur from obscuring your vision. The pain came back slowly, making you aware of the bandages wrapped around your left arm and the dull headache starting to bore into the side of your head. 

Surprisingly, your body responded perfectly normal when you gently moved your fingers and lifted your arm. Although there was a slight sting when you balled your hand into a fist and your headache was persistently growing worse, you didn’t think it was too bad. 

Carefully, you pushed yourself up on the bed you’d been lying on, breathing going heavier from only that little effort. Looking around, you absently brushed over your hair, feeling the familiar soft fur under your fingertips as the ears flattened down reluctantly. 

The room you were in looked like a cross between a prison cell and medical ward. Instead of dirty cell walls and floors it was clean and white, with a glass wall opposite you replacing metal bars. Except for the bed you were sitting on and a second one to your left there wasn’t anything else in the room, but you had the feeling you were being watched. 

Directing your gaze upwards, you caught the more or less hidden camera, pointing straight at you. That was what you’d expected, but your eyes flickered to the glass, ears straining against the back of your head. 

And just as you’d thought. The more you concentrated, the more you could make out voices behind the glass, cleverly obscured and distorted by a whirr of electricity. You almost smiled in spite of the state you were in, focusing on what they were saying. 

“So, who is going in?”

It was a mans voice, the one you’d first heard over their earpiece. It took your slow brain a second to piece together it was Tony Stark’s voice, making you quickly pay more attention. 

“Whoever can muster up a friendly enough tone to not make her attack you and get the information we need”, someone with a gruffer, harsher tone replied, “The quicker we get rid of her, the better”.

“I dare say I object to that, Ross”, a woman’s voice interjected, sounding oddly cold in spite of the words she was saying, “We haven’t registered her as a threat yet”.

“She’s been trained from a young age to kill”, the guy named Ross barked back, making you flinch slightly, “Of course she’s a threat”.

An exasperate sigh came from Stark. “Listen-”

“We can have this discussion later”, the younger voice you’d also previously heard cut him off, “I’ll go”. 

You snapped out of your concentrated daze in time to look up and see the glass slide apart. A tall, blonde man entered, startling blue eyes fixed suspiciously onto you. It didn’t exactly take you long to figure out his identity, especially when you took the conversations you’d witnessed into consideration. 

Captain America and you stared at each other for a solid five seconds as the glass slid shut behind him again. You tried not to look him straight in the eye, instead taking in his large frame and toned figure and estimating if you could possibly outsmart him if you needed to. 

“Hey”, his voice made your head snap back up, caught off guard. The Captain had somewhat of a weary expression on his face, but his tone was soft, not as stern as you’d expected. “Is it alright if I talk to you?”

You nodded slowly, focusing your senses on the corridor for as long as it took him to sit down on the side of the bed. There weren’t any words to be heard, only an anticipated tapping of what you could only assume were fingers against metal and the occasional shift from one foot to another. 

Your attention was diverted back to the Captain as you noticed his gaze locked on the side of your head. Swallowing slightly, you turned back to him, meeting his eye again. There was a moment of silence as he hesitantly opened his mouth and you braced yourself for the questions coming. 

“So... What is your name, exactly?”

You clenched your jaw for a second and breathed out, trying to calm yourself. “You know my name”, your voice cracked as you spoke, throat hoarse, “I’m the White Wolf”. 

He shook his head, folding his hands. It struck you as odd how casual he was, shoulders hunched forwards as he supported himself on his thighs and leaned forward, fixed gaze following your movements. “No, that’s not what I mean. Your real name, not what they called you”. 

You halted in the motion of brushing back your hair, taken aback. Suspicious look flickering, you glanced towards the glass for a split second and caught the sound of someone mumbling something under their breath. 

“Haven’t you... already figured that out?”

He tilted his head from side to side, also glancing towards the glass. “We- I wanted to hear it from you”. 

The kind feeling you got from his words made you pause before lowering your gaze and murmuring: “Y/N. That’s my name”. 

“No last name?”, he asked, making you look back up and shake your head. “None that I can remember”. 

He nodded, like he was almost expecting it. “Alright. Y/N, I’m Steve Rogers, Leader of-” 

“-Leader of the Avengers, also known as Captain America”, you interrupted him, a strange half smile playing around the edge of your lips, “Yeah, I know who you are”. 

He also smiled slightly, his expression a bit more relaxed. “Can I ask from where?”

Your smile disappeared instantly, words leaving your mouth without thinking. “I was made to eliminate people like you. I should be able to memorise the face of someone I’ve been trained to throw daggers at for more than ten years”.

As you say that, you hear a grimly satisfied grunt from behind the glass and the sound of fingers tapping stopping abruptly. Well fucking done, Y/N. Uneasy, you stare back at the blonde, suddenly anxious. 

He somehow manages to continue to smile, making relief flood your body. “Okay, that one was fairly obvious. You don’t want to kill me right now though, do you?”

“Even if I could”, you lift up your injured arm slightly, “I wouldn’t want to and doubt I’d even manage to”. 

His smile widens and you feel yourself easing up. He doesn’t seem to take your brute honesty badly, but you’re still very cautious to what they were planning to do. Contemplating for a moment, you decide to just continue going with honesty. 

“So, what do you want from me?” 

This time, his expression falters a little and he looks away for moment. “For now, only Information”. 

You hear a huff of annoyance from outside, but nod, sitting up as good as you can. “Of course. What kind?”

Steve Rogers looks thoughtful for a moment, some surprise in his face at your straightforward tone. “About you, about the organisation... Things we haven’t been able to get from anywhere else”.

You nod again. “I’m happy to help”. 

As his eyes meet yours again, you notice the confusion and mistrust in them. A strange feeling of determination washes over you and you decide to go with what you were thinking. 

“I was born somewhere in Europe, I’m not sure what country because it was so long ago”, you settle against the wall, closing your eyes, “I only know the date of my birth and my first name. May twelth. I turned twenty two weeks ago”. 

Even with closed eyes, you know he’s staring at you. Your ears strain against the back of your head once more, but you manage to keep them flattened down and continue your story. 

“One night, there was a fire in our house. I can’t have been more than four, but I clearly remember my mother picking me up and running outside with me in her arms. I don’t know where the rest of my family was, but I know that... people were watching, waiting for me to come outside. So when I did, my mother carrying me, they took their chance”. 

Even now, even after sixteen years, you still feel the hot anger and sadness choke you up as you try to describe what you can remember through hazy memories. You remember the sound of the gun going off, and your mother suddenly collapsing with you in her arms. You remember crying as someone grabbed you from her and carried you away, the smoke in the air burning your throat. 

You remember being sat in a van and driving off, the burning house behind you and your mother dead in the grass. You remember waking up in a strange room, you remember growing up locked behind metal bars and grey concrete walls. You remember the experiments, the torture, the pain and the self hate when you saw that you’d been the one to help them succeed. 

You remember the training, learning to throw knives and fire guns. The endless hours of physical fighting, breaking down covered in sweat and coughing blood, the bruises and scars that you had gained over the years. You remember studying to define your senses, to understand how to use your more-than-human abilities. 

You remember your sense of rebellion, your hate for the organisation that you never showed openly. You remember training not to show emotion, a blank face with every word you spoke and action you took. You remember too much of the first time you killed someone. You remember how helplessly determined you felt when you found out your first mission was coming up.

You remember breaking free on that very night, when the sirens went off and the building went into lockdown. You remember running blindly, finding yourself in the east wing. The eerie silence as you stepped through the hallways, your senses telling you to run. Then, the low rumble reverberating around you and the ceiling over you splitting through the middle.

Your voice is almost completely gone by the time you’ve finished. You try to stop yourself from coughing, your head pounding dully. You’re not looking at anybody, but you know all eyes are firmly on you. 

“So”, you manage to say, quiet and throatily, “I can tell you anything you need to know. I don’t care if you kill me afterwards. I want to stop them just as much as you do”. 

Finally, you looked back over at Rogers. He had pity in his eyes, but was nodding slowly, trying to conceal it. You didn’t know for how long you had been talking, but you can see the pain your story had caused him. For the first time, you look right over at the glass, hopefully staring one of them straight in the eye. 

“I chose death when I decided to run. And I would truely rather die than return to that place”.  

[micromanfever]

Podcast BOOM Episode 33  recap

Podcast BOOM Episode 33 link  https://youtu.be/iH_BlbXy6xs

Konnan and Roberto are hosting

They both saw and liked WK11.

They both think Dragon Lee has joined LOS INGOBERNABLES.

Konnan results up the success luchadores have had internationally.  

Konnan thinks there is no shortage in talent around the world. He puts on the promotions for being able to get the most out of the talent.

Roberto says that he would always be asked to talk about Chris Jericho by other people that interview him. He begins to talk about the Monterrey scene in the 90's when the local promoter Ms. Lila was bringing in foreign talent like Mesias, White Wolf, Alexander Otsuka. Thanks to Victor Quinones.

Roberto says that they come to Mexico to learn.

Konnan butts in, because he doesn't like that phrase. He states that the wrestlers want to go out to learn new things and make a name.

Konnan says that the way wrestling has globalized, that there is an increase in the demand to appeal to a range of minorities (latinos).

Konnan says current wrestlers take the best from every style to form a hybrid style of wrestling. That they can take some of the show/comedy stuff from lucha and that it gets booed in America. (PWG);)

He says that he sent all the newer AAA recruits like Lady Shani, Austrailian Suicide, Taya to Steve Pain or Fenix to teach them the more modern style of wrestling.

Konnan says Apache would complain about this. Konnan says that he wouldn't know how to teach the newer modern wrestling style.

Konnan met Steve Pain when he went to a lucha show in Tijuana. Rey Horus was wrestling him. Konnan was Rey Horus lucha godfather. He planned to bring him into AAA. Rey Horus did not want to because he wouldn't be making as much.

He puts over Steve Pain as a base.

Konnan brings up the rise of Lucha Libre podcasts and the impact his show has had on wrestlers and promotions.

He says that AAA now will offer airfare to wrestlers that have to travel distances further than a 7 hours away. That before they would send them in buses and to save on lodging they would send them back immediately on the same bus.

Konnan says it wasn't uncommon for fans to make their way backstage after a show and hunt down the wrestlers. He would even find them in the bathrooms too.

Konnan has doubts about the Triplemania main event. He thinks they will add a third person. Roberto thinks that all mask matches can be predictable. He could see both of them losing.

Roberto thinks that Psycho Clown losing could be done just to swerve the fans. Konnan LOL

Konnan thinks Caristico will be staying with CMLL full time.

Konnan watched the CMLL 3 wisemen Friday show.

- The womens match was disorganized. Notes that the crowd was hot.

- He hates 2/3 falls "like having sex and stopping to pick up the phone"

- He liked Cavernario vs Rey Cometa, thought it was a good match

- He notes that the show went by quick. Thinks Tiger, Puma, The Panther are going to be stars.

- That Blue Panther Jr. is more of a body guy. Doesn't see the same potential in him.

- Konnan greatly respects Volador Jr. It remembers him a lot of his dad. Roberto thinks Volador should keep using a mask for his presentation.

- He puts Volador Jr. on another level. He thinks Mephisto is old.

Konnan asks about Ephesto. Roberto gives Konnan the rundown about his trajectory. Panterita del ring--> Safari--> Hombre Sin Nombre --> Ephesto.

Konnan remembers seeing him early in his career and being amazed by him.

Konnan thinks Volador ate Mephisto alive in his match.

Roberto likes what CMLL is doing as a promotion.

Konnan says Rush reminds him so much of Perrito and even told him so when he saw him in Tijuana.

Konnan asks Roberto why CMLL hasn't done more with Marco Corleone. Roberto says that he has things outside of wrestling and that wrestling would interfere with them.

Konnan says "fucking Mistico was in a music video!!" He cannot believe that they don't push Marco because of his appearances that he has had in things outside of wrestling.

Konnan doesn't get why Texano is a tecnico now and how he turned.

He likes Rush and LOS INGOBERNABLES.

Konnan points out that they put the show the same women screaming in the audience.

Roberto points out that Rush is one of the only wrestlers that will go to the floor and manage the people. Konnan thinks that Rush is a real rudo. He brings up rudos acting like a babyface tecnico in AAA. Grabbing signs from the crowd and holding them up.

Konnan remembers his time in early AAA and having his crew of rudos and tecnicos well defined. Thought Pierroth is the ideal rudo.

Konnan thought the Ultimo Guerrero and Valiente match was really good. That UG is incredibly popular in that building. He liked that Valiente went over and respects Ultimo Guerrero for putting him over. That there must be plans for Valiente.

Konnan has plans for a farewell tour and says he will wrestle with his mask on and halfway during the match, he will take it off. He wants to sell masks and use it as a symbol.

Atlantis, Carístico, Mistico b Euforia, Gran Guerrero, Niebla Roja

- Thought it was the hottest match of the night.

- Points out that the fans were really into both Misticos but were against Valiente in the last match

- Good match

Konnan brings up that he didn't say anything bad about CMLL and when he does, everyone attached to CMLL let's him know.

Roberto says that the fans in Monterrey miss seeing the CMLL stars wrestle there.

Konnan says that the wrestlers that work for him at The Crash have to deliver because if they don't, they will not be back for more dates.

Roberto brings up that other entertainment like TV/Movies are big competition for live wrestling.

Konnan remembers having to go shoot pictures for a magazine cover. The people at the magazine wanted him to pay to be the cover of the magazine. Konnan refused and reasoned with them about the magazine needing his image.

-He mentions another magazine wanting money for them to give him and Hijo del Santo an award.

Roberto says that Boxylucha sells awards now. That anyone can buy one.

Konnan starts to go on about how unprofessional some wrestlers can be when they are dealing with companies and need to send them a video. That they will present them a very shotty looking video that reflects a poor image on them and not care about it.

Roberto wants to shout out a indy promoter that will be using Sammy Guevara. Konnan adds in that he wanted to work with him but AAA interjected themselves and tried to convice him to go with them by offering him dates and work on AAA/Multimedios aligned shows.

Roberto says he is not working with AAA.

Konnan says Vampiro took over his role in AAA and that there are already problems. Roberto says Vampiro does not do anything in AAA anymore.

Konnan teases a story about Chessman carrying a knife with him at a Cantu promotions show.  

He points out that he would complain about AAA when he was there. That a person at SuperLuchas would translate what he would say in his English speaking podcast and people in AAA would get word and confront him about it.

Roberto teases a big surprise for an upcoming Arena Coliseo Monterrey show.

Konnan says he'll have the Chessman story next week and the time a promoter named Johnson pulled a gun on him, ended up in jail.

[ddejavvu]

Wolf!steve absolutely makes a nest for the two of you. Which you must try out!

wolf!steve is ridiculously fixated on scenting. you go out to work every day and you come back smelling like the outside world, so he has to make sure anyone that smells you when you're out there knows he's waiting for you at home. he's always got some blankets that he wraps you in, but one day after your friend brings her bunny hybrid into work (who had happened to rub his chin on you in a not-so-subtle gesture) and you come home smelling like that?? no. no, steve's at his wit's end. when you're at work the next day steve gathers all of his laundry, mixing in some of his own on the bed as he lines it with clothes. when you get home he greets you like usual, but spends extra time sniffing around your neck and shoulders to make sure that bunny didn't try laying another claim. when he's satisfied he drags you off to bed, showing off the impressive nest he's made you. he helps you in, gets you all tucked in, and joins you, holding you close while you lay in one of his hoodies as he rubs his face along your collarbones and nips up the side of your neck