#breakmebucky

[breakmebucky]

Burning Love

Word Count: 5032 Warnings: Eventual Smut. Sex Pollen (I know, I’m not proud of it either.) Some descriptions of dead folks. Jealous Loki. Jotunn-esque Loki. Characters: Loki x Reader

               “Yield.” Loki demanded as his knife rested against the thin flesh of her throat. He smirked as his gaze traveled from her throat down to where her chest was heaving from the intensity of their sparring.

               “You first.” She replied, tapping her knife against the inside of Loki’s thigh, just over an artery.

               Loki pulled his gaze from the exposed skin above her collar and looked down the length of their bodies to where her knife was resting and then tilted his head slightly.

               “Clever.” He mused. “Very clever.” His fingers twisted in her hair and pulled her head back further, baring more of her neck to his knife. “But I would cut your throat before you’d ever have a chance to cut my femoral artery.” He grinned down at her and added, “So again…Yield.”

               “You should pay more attention.” She replied, pressing the tip of her other knife into the soft flesh in dip of Loki’s hip just enough to make its presence known. “That’s an aorta. You’d be dead in less than seven seconds between the two, Loki.” She added. “So, again…you first.”

               Loki inhaled sharply as the tip of the knife brushed against the sensitive skin over his aorta. The combined sensation of the cold metal on his skin and the vision of him pinning Y/N to his body stirred something in Loki and he released her before dropping his knife and raising his hands in surrender.

               “I yield.” He acquiesced. “You win this time, Y/N.”

                 “Ha!” Came a thunderous laugh from the other side of the training facility. “She has bested you, brother!”

               “Thor!” Y/N squealed, sheathing her knives and bolting across the mats towards him. She jumped as soon as she reached him and Thor caught her and supported her weight as she wrapped her legs around his middle and her arms around his neck in a full body hug. “I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow night!?”

               “It is the third Thursday of the month.” He replied, as if that explained anything. “It is movie night.”

               Y/N squealed as Thor spun her onto his back and grabbed her calves before giving her a piggy back out of the gym.

               Loki looked away, partly in disgust though mostly in jealousy. He was used to his brother getting everything he wanted for himself. First their father’s love, then the throne, and now…you. Loki would have said goodbye, but he didn’t want to interrupt the obviously long awaited homecoming between his brother and Y/N. He watched them leave and departed the gym shortly after, heading towards his room.

               He considered not joining the rest of the team for the monthly movie night, but eventually decided against it. His place on the team was still very much in flux and the undercurrent of tension between himself and some of the members was one suspicious activity away from explosive conflict. Loki flopped onto the end of the couch furthest from the others and offered a tight smile, which was returned before they returned to their previous conversation.

               “Scooch over, Rudolph.” Y/N joked before sitting down close enough to Loki that their hips touched. “Unless you want your brother in your lap.”

               “If I had to choose, it would not be him.” Loki responded dryly before sliding to the end of the couch as his brother crashed down on the other side of Y/N and dropped a bowl of extra buttery popcorn in her lap. She doesn’t evenlike that kind. Loki thought to himself as he rolled his eyes and tried to turn his attention to the movie and away from his oaf of a brother who had draped his arm over Y/N’s shoulder and was gently rubbing his thumb across her arm.

               “Excited for the mission tomorrow?” Y/N asked halfway through the movie, leaning over so Loki could hear her whisper.

               “Hmm?” Loki asked, turning away from the screen to look at Y/N. He flushed lightly when he realized how close her face was to his own. “Ah, I’m not on the mission for tomorrow?” He replied, his words equidistant a question and a statement.

               “Oh, I guess they didn’t tell you yet.” Y/N whispered again. “Steve needs Bucky on a different mission, so you’re stuck with me and Bruce.” She offered him a small smile and then added, “It’s just a quick intel sweep. In and out. One day, max.”

               “What are we whispering about?” Thor asked, leaning his full weight on Y/N as he tried to insert himself in the conversation. His action forced Y/N’s upper body into Loki’s lap, eliciting a groan from the smaller man.

               “Ugh.” Y/N groaned, shoving against Thor with a laugh. “We’re talking about the mission tomorrow. Now get. Off. Of. Me.”

               Thor laughed and pulled himself off of Y/N and pulling her into his side. Loki watched as Y/N rested her head on his brother’s chest and settled back in to watch the movie. Normally, the casual affection expressed between Thor and Y/N was simply irritating to Loki. Lately, however, he found himself getting more and more upset by it. Jealousy was not a foreign emotion to Loki, but he had never felt it quite like this before. He had never had the desire to have the attention of a singular person as deeply as he desired to have Y/N’s. He wasn’t sure quite why he craved her specifically or why his desire had recently gotten stronger, but Loki was sure that he couldn’t sit there and pretend to watch the movie anymore. Without making any excuses or saying goodnight, he left the common area and disappeared to his bedroom.

                 Loki didn’t remember falling asleep the night before, but he was awoken by the sound of someone knocking adamantly on his door.

               “Go away or I will skin you alive!” He shouted with a sleep heavy voice.

               “I’ll take my chances!” Y/N called back as the electronic lock beeped and she entered his room. “Come on, Rip Van Winkle, it’s mission time.”

               Loki looked up from the small mountain of pillows on his bed and shook his head.

               “No.”

               “What do you mean, No?”

               “I’m not going.”

               “Honestly, mood. But also, you have to.”

               “I am a God. I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to.”

               “Loki Laufeyson, get up before I drag you out of that bed.”

               “You wouldn’t dare.” Loki challenged with a small grin. He barely had time to register the acceptance of his challenge before the covers were suddenly whipped off his bed, leaving him completely exposed. A laugh bubbled up from his chest and filled his room at the sound of Y/N’s surprised squeal and the sight of her slamming her eyes shut and turning her back.

               “Damn it, Loki. You could’ve warned me!” She said with an embarrassed tone to her voice. Loki sat up and stretched before using his magic to put his clothes on.

               “I thought you were going to drag me out of bed.” He teased, grabbing his boots from under his bedside table.

               “You’re not funny.” Y/N shot back. “I will absolutely drag you out of that bed and make you go on the mission in your birthday suit.” She huffed and turned back around to face him. Loki noticed a small twinge of something that looked like disappointment cross her face and he grinned wickedly.

               “Yes, I’m dressed now.” He pointed out. “Sorry to disappoint.” He stood and closed the gap between himself and Y/N and reached out to push her hair behind her shoulder. “But if you’d like another look, I’d be happy to oblige.” His voice dropped an octave and he sensed the uptick in her heartbeat as well as the soft gasp that left her lips at the contact between his fingertips and her clavicle. Loki looked down at the woman with playful confusion, unsure if she was really reacting to him the way he thought, or if he was just imagining it.

               Y/N cleared her throat and took a step back before fixing her usual confidence on her face.

               “I’m good. Let’s go.” She said, hitching her thumb towards the door. “Bruce is waiting in the Quinjet.”

               “Of course he is.”

                 Loki spent the five hour trip in the Quinjet trying his absolute hardest not to either upset Bruce or lose his mind at the close quarter’s he found himself in.

               “You know, we didn’t need to fly. I could have just gotten us there already.” He pointed out from his spot in the back of the jet.

               “Full offense, Loki, but I don’t trust you or your magic.” Bruce replied as he brought the jet around and landed it gently on a strip of tarmac. “Besides, we need to establish an uplink between our system and whatever is left here.”

               Loki watched as Bruce turned to Y/N and asked her something, which she appeared to brush off as she slung her light tactical harness over her hips and clipped it into place.

               “You ready, Houdini?” Y/N asked with a grin as she opened the bay door of the jet and stepped out onto the hot asphalt. The difference in pressure pulled the hot air into the jet and sent Y/N’s scent directly into Loki’s face, causing the God to shift uncomfortably as his blood rushed from his head.

               “Let’s just get this over with.” Loki shot back, gritting his teeth and stepping out of the jet. The door closed behind them and Loki surveyed the land before them.

               “The scans say the building is empty. Well, empty of people anyhow.” Y/N explained as she began to cross towards the planted field that separated the tarmac from the abandoned base. “We’re picking up electrical readings, so hopefully there’s something in there that can give us an idea of why a team of twenty scientists and well trained soldiers suddenly and mysteriously abandoned the base.”

               “Remind me why I’m here again?” Loki scoffed, stopping at the edge of the field and watching Y/N cross through the plants.

               “Because I needed backup and I trust you.” Y/N replied, turning to shoot Loki an expectant look. “Now come on.”

               “I’m waiting on you.” He replied, calling to her from the other side of the field as he used his magic to skip actually walking through the strange plants. He caught the sound of Y/N’s laughter and saw her shake her head before she began to jog towards him. She slugged him in the shoulder playfully before they finished the trek to the abandoned building and then went inside.

                 It took less than ten minutes to figure out why no one had ever been seen evacuating the building. There, sprawled out amongst rotting food and dusty furniture, lay the corpses of five people; their flesh seemingly melted from their bones.

               “Oh god.” Y/N coughed, pulling her shirt up and over her nose in an attempt to mask the foul odor. “What happened to these people?”

               “There’s been no fire, but they look as though they were burnt.” Loki pointed out, pulling his knives from the dimensional space where he stored them. Something deep within him was screaming that they were in danger and that they should leave immediately. “We should not be here.”

               “Come on.” Y/N replied, pulling his wrist gently as she continued deeper into the building. “Let’s get the link established and get out.”

               Loki nodded and followed her as they continued on towards the mainframe, passing more burnt corpses along the way. There were no signs of how these people had died, just their flesh melted from their bones. It made Loki uneasy and he very nearly called the mission off and transported himself and Y/N out of the cursed building; but they reached the mainframe before he had a chance.

               “Please, do hurry.” Loki insisted as he watched the door for any signs of danger. Y/N immediately got in contact with Bruce and the two of them began to work on setting up the link.

               They were nearly done when Y/N suddenly began to fan herself with one hand. She pulled down the zipper of her bodysuit and groaned.

               “Loki…” She called, now gasping for air. “I don’t feel so good.” She turned to face Loki and he saw her forehead beading with sweat moments before she slid out of the chair and collapsed to the floor unconsious.

               “Y/N!” Loki exclaimed, diving to the floor to check her. His hand slid over her head and he pulled back in shock at the intense heat that radiated from her skin. Bruce could be heard over the comms, demanding for either of them to answer him. Loki snatched the receiver out of Y/N’s ear and fitted it into his own.

               “Bruce, I-I don’t know what’s happened.” He spoke, pulling Y/N’s head into his lap. “Y/N just collapsed. She’s burning up. We’ve got to get her back home.”

               “I agree.” Bruce stated, “But you need to finish that uplink first.”

               “Damn the link, you giant asparagus! Y/N is ill!” Loki shouted, not caring if he upset Bruce anymore.

               “And I need the uplink in case it’s something in the building, Loki!” Bruce snapped back.

               Loki growled in annoyance before removing his cape, balling it up, and gently moving Y/N’s head off of his lap to rest on it.

               “Tell me what to do then!”

                 Loki and Bruce quickly got the link established and Loki gathered Y/N up in his arms gently before using his magic to transport the both of them back to the ship. Bruce was already waiting with all the cold packs from the first aid kit. He cracked them and both he and Loki packed them against Y/N’s major arteries.

               “We don’t have enough to last five hours, but we’ve got to try.” Bruce mentioned before taking his seat and getting the jet back in the air.

               Two hours into the return trip home and there were no more ice packs remaining. Loki watched as Y/N’s temperature crept higher and higher, noted by the insistent beeping of the machine tracking her vitals. He could hear Bruce explaining the situation over the comms and the sounds of the other teammates as they tried to figure out how to get everyone home safely. Loki looked down at Y/N and wiped the beading sweat off of her cheek with his hand. A shudder ran through her body and the vitals showed a momentary downtick in her temperature before it resumed its growth.

               “Curious.” Loki muttered to himself, looking down at his own hand. It wasn’t until he really looked that he realized that his skin had taken on a bluish tint. Loki pulled his sleeve up and realized that the tint continued up his arm, disappearing under the cloth. He lifted the hem of his shirt and still more blue-tinted skin appeared. “Of course.” He said, exasperated with himself as he stripped himself of his shirt and began to remove Y/N’s extra layers.

               “What the hell are you doing?” Bruce’s voice demanded from the front of the jet as Loki stripped Y/N down to the thin undershirt she wore under her tactical gear. “Why are you blue?!”

               “I’m keeping her alive until you get us home.” Loki replied, scooping Y/N off the floor of the jet and cradling her in his lap against his cold chest. “Just focus on flying!”

               Bruce looked ready to argue, but the machine tracking Y/N’s vitals began to register a steadily decreasing temperature. His mouth snapped closed and his attention returned to the task of flying the plane.

               “Just hang on, Y/N.” Loki mumbled, pressing his lips to her temple. “Just hang on.”

               Two and a half of the remaining three hours passed with Y/N’s temperature steadily lowering before Loki felt her stir in his arms. Her eyes cracked open and he immediately noticed that the pupils had overtaken the color that he so enjoyed looking at.

               “You feel so good.” She murmured, tipping her head back to simultaneously rest on Loki’s shoulder and bare her throat. “I’m burning up.”

               “I know.” Loki replied, pressing his cool cheek to her warm one and trying to fight the urge to nip at the soft flesh she was offering. “You were exposed to something in the building.”

               “It’s so hot.” She whined, not listening to a word he said. “I’m going to burn up like the others.” Loki’s pupils widened as Y/N grabbed his hand and slid it under her shirt to rest over her heart. His fingers molded over the rounded flesh of her breast and he felt the nipple harden into a peak instantly, pressing firmly into his palm. “Can you feel it, Loki?” Y/N mewled pitifully. “I’m going to burn to death.”

               “I’m not going to let that happen.” He told her in a strained voice as he fought to control himself. “We’re going to get you back to the compound and Stark will fix you.”

               “I can’t last that long.” Y/N whimpered, pressing herself closer to Loki and causing friction in his pants. “I need you to fix me, Loki.” She whispered, pressing her feverish lips to the place just below his ear. “You can fix me, right?” Her hand dropped from his wrist and slid between their bodies before palming at Loki’s clothed cock. “I saw what you’ve got. I pretended not to, but…I saw.” Her voice filled with lust and her body began to warm again. “I bet you can fix me right up, can’t you?”

               Loki growled deep in his chest and, with great self-restraint on his part, he pulled his hand from under Y/N’s shirt and then removed her hand from between his thighs.

               “You just had to go into the field.” He scolded, realizing what Y/N had been exposed to. “Don’t worry, you will be back to my brother soon enough. He can fix you.”

               “No,” Y/N whined, turning on Loki’s lap to face him. “He can’t fix me.” She shook her head adamantly. “He can’t give me what I need.”

               “If his track record with maidens is anything to go by, I assure you he can.”

               “You don’t understand.” Y/N argued, shaking her head again. She tucked her face into Loki’s neck and licked a stripe across the cool flesh, causing him to shudder. “I need you, Loki.”

               Loki’s fingers gripped Y/N’s hips and he pulled her down flush into his lap. The warmth from between her thighs radiated through both of their pants as Y/N began to grind on Loki’s lap. His cock strained painfully in his trousers and his lip disappeared between his teeth as he struggled to keep himself from taking Y/N right there on the floor of the jet.

               “You’re so fucking warm.” He murmured against her skin, burying his face in her shoulder to disguise his grunts.

               “I’m warmer inside.” She teased, grabbing his hand and leading it to the top of her pants. “Go ahead and see.”

               Before Loki could accept the invitation, Bruce was landing the plane and the medical team was there separating the two of them and taking them to the Quarantine wing.

                 “It’s been hours and we can’t bring her temperature down.” Tony explained. “The cradle isn’t going to last much longer and putting her on ice won’t work.” He turned to Loki, who was once again dressed, but was still turning blue and continued, “Between Y/N burning from the inside, and you turning into a Smurf, I think it’s safe to say the both of you were exposed to something.”

               “I wasn’t exposed to anything.” Loki replied, rolling his eyes.

               “I don’t know if you’ve notice, but you’re doing a solid impression of a blueberry, Reindeer Games.”

               “I am well aware.” He shot back with a glare. “This happens on occasion.”

               “And how often is on occasion?” Tony demanded.

               “There is no need to worry. Once every year, Loki experiences his birthright.” Thor supplied as he strode into the medical facility, unaware of the serious situation that Y/N was in. “It is mating season for the Frost Giants!”

               “Mating seas- you know what? I don’t have time to make a joke about that right now.” Tony said, shaking his head. “Thor, when you initially scouted the facility did you notice anything weird?”

               “Weird? No. Nothing weird.” He replied. “Unless you count the fields.”

               “What’s weird about the fields?” Tony asked, his jaw clenching in annoyance.

               “Oh they are full of Libidine plants.” Thor said as though that explained anything. “It’s quite rare to see so many in one place and even more rare to see them on Midguard.”

               “Libidine Plants?” Bruce interrupted. “But libidine means lust in Latin. Why would a plant be called…”

               “Yes.” Thor confirmed the unspoken question. “Their pollen is a potent aphrodisiac. That is why I volunteered Loki to go with Y/N. So he could magic them past the fields. She would burn alive from her own body heat if she were exposed to the pollen.”

               “She was.” Loki interrupted.

               “I’m sorry, what?” Thor demanded, rounding on his brother. “You allowed her to be exposed to concentrated libidine?! How foolish are you, brother? Where is she?!”

               As if on cue, the quarantine wing filled with the sound of Y/N pained scream and her pleas for someone to help her. Thor was down the hall in a matter of seconds with Loki on his heels.

               “Thor, wait.” Loki said, trying to reach his brother before he opened the door. He was a second too slow and Thor threw open the door to Y/N’s room before immediately shutting his eyes and turning his back on the nearly naked woman. “I tried to warn you.” Loki pointed out.

               “How long has she been like this?” Thor demanded.

               “Eight hours, maybe nine.” Tony cut in, having finally caught up to the brothers.

               “You have to help her.” Loki told his brother. “You know what has to be done. She’s not going to last much longer. She will spiral into madness if you don’t help her.”

               “I cannot help her.” Thor confessed, looking at his brother in distress.

               “You would let her die?!” Loki pressed. “You spend all your time fucking her already, but now, when she actually needs you…you won’t do it?”

               “I don’t know what you’re talking about. We don’t do that.”

               “Save your lies, brother.” Loki hissed. “I have watched you with envy for months. I know you are lovers.”

               “We are not lovers.” Thor insisted. “She is a comrade. Her heart belongs to another.”

               Loki was about to call Thor out on his bullshit again when Y/N suddenly threw herself at him.

               “I knew you would come back.” She moaned, as her hands slid up Loki’s chest. “I need you to fix me, Loki.” Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt as she danced from one foot to the other, burning with need. “Please, please, please, please…” She begged, abandoning the buttons and sliding her hands up either side of Loki’s face. “Please, Loki.” She murmured before pressing her lips to his.

                 Loki felt something surge in his chest and his fingers found purchase on the backs of Y/Ns thighs before he lifted her off her feet and wrapped her legs around his middle. He barely acknowledged the departure of the others as he allowed himself to fall into the rapture that was Y/N’s lips on his own. Loki’s arm swept across a nearby table, sending glass and paper crashing to the floor. He lay Y/N on the now bare surface, thus freeing his hands to pull at the remaining clothing on her body. The clothing fell away like wet tissue paper under his icy strength, leaving Y/N bared entirely for Loki’s consumption. A strained sound came from Loki’s throat and then his hands and lips were roving hungrily her body, drawing the most lascivious and beautiful sounds from her as he explored. He slid his hand between her open thighs and traced two fingers through her sopping folds, spreading the flesh there.

               “By the Gods,” He breathed in amazement. “You’ve been suffering longer than I thought.” His fingers swirled around the sensitive bud at the peak of her heat and a hungry grin graced Loki’s lips as he witnessed the way Y/N began to come undone.

               “Please, Loki.” Y/N mewled, bucking her hips against his hand, desperate for more friction. “I need…”

               “What do you need, Y/N?” Loki pressed. “Tell me.”

               “I need more. I’m burning.” She gasped, moving one of her hands to her own slickness to try and get more friction.

               Loki pinned her errant hand to the table by the wrist and slid the fingers of his other hand deep into her in a fluid series of motions. Y/N cried out and gripped Loki’s forearm with her free hand as he began to pump his fingers into her. Loki’s hunger grew as he watched Y/N squirm on the table and felt her clench around his fingers. Just when he thought her cries couldn’t be any closer together, Loki curled his fingers up and pressed them into the sensitive place within Y/N. Her back arched and she called out his name, her walls clenching around his fingers as she rode out her orgasm.

               Loki pulled his fingers from within Y/N and cast his eyes over to the screen that still displayed her vitals. Her body registered a large drop in temperature and Loki smirked.

               “We can do better than that.” He growled before pulling his straining cock free from his pants and discarding the garments somewhere else in the room. He gripped his base and swiped his tip through the intense warmth of Y/N’s core before pushing forward and sheathing himself completely inside her. Loki attached his lips to Y/N’s and swallowed the gasp that his intrusion had summoned. He stilled inside her for the briefest moment, trying to allow her to adjust.

               “Fuck me…” Y/N whispered against his lips. “I’ve been waiting forever.”

               Her words spurred Loki on and his fingers grabbed her hips in a bruising grip before he began to piston his hips in and out of her. The table screeched in protest as their fucking caused it to scoot across the tiled floor. Y/N’s screams of bliss filled the room as Loki slammed into her over and over again. He lost himself in her warmth and the feeling of her wrapped tightly around him. He lost count of the number of times her fingers or her teeth dug into his skin and her cunt clenched around his cock. Their escapades moved from the table, to the wall, to the bed, and finally to the floor when the bed gave out. Loki littered Y/N’s flesh with hickies and bites, each more fervent and needy than the last. He felt his pleasure coil tightly in his belly and he bent down to kiss Y/N once again, but then felt her lips moving against his own in a whisper of words.

               “What’s that, darling?” He asked between thrusts. Loki felt Y/N’s hands twist into his hair and she brought his ear to her lips before repeating herself.

               “I love you.”

               The coil in Loki snapped and his vision whited out as he spilled himself deep inside Y/N with a groan. Loki collapsed to the side of Y/N and drew her into his embrace as they both fought to catch their breath. Loki’s eyes searched the room for the screen with Y/N’s vitals on it, finally finding it overturned on the floor about five feet from their naked forms.

               “We were successful.” Loki noted, pointing to the numbers that indicated Y/N’s temperature had fallen to a normal level.

               “Mmm.” She hummed beside him. “You can say that again.” Her fingers crept across Loki’s chest and he turned his gaze to meet her own. He had never seen the look she held in anyone’s eyes before. Not directed at him, anyhow. There was something deep and consuming in her gaze that set Loki’s heart racing again. He opened his mouth to ask the question nagging at him, but changed his mind when he felt Y/N shiver against him.

               “Are you cold now?” Loki asked. When she nodded, he simply waved his hand and they were suddenly in his darkened room buried in the mountain of pillows and thick blankets on his bed. “Is that better?”

               “I can see why you don’t want to leave your bed in the morning.” Y/N replied, pulling the blankets up higher on them both and curling further into Loki’s embrace. “These are the softest sheets I’ve ever felt.” A yawn escaped her and she covered her mouth until it passed. “Sorry…so sleepy.” She hummed softly.

               “No apology necessary, love.” Loki replied, feeling sleep tugging at his own mind. Before he let himself fall into a blissful slumber next to the woman he cherished beyond all others, he had to rid his mind of the continually nagging question.

               “Y/N…”

               “Mmm?” She hummed in response.

               “Did you mean it?”

               “About your sheets?” She asked sleepily. “Absolutely. These are the softest sheets I’ve ever felt.” There was a joking air to her words, but they still didn’t hit Loki right.

               “No.” Loki sighed, his previous elation taking a stumble. “Never mind…” He felt Y/N shift and turned to see her staring at him with her chin propped up on her palm.

               “Loki,” She said softly, reaching out to push his hair back off his face. “Yes, I mean it. I love you.”

               Loki felt her lips brush his own and his heart swelled again at the soft contact. He cupped her jaw and deepened the kiss, licking along her bottom lip until she parted her lips and allowed him to delve deeper into her mouth. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths for another minute or two before breaking away in a series of smaller kisses. Y/N settled back into Loki’s embrace and he carded his fingers through her hair as she began to drift to sleep.

               “I love you too.” Loki whispered when he thought she’d fallen asleep finally.

               “I know.” Came her response before they both slipped into a heavy and much needed rest.

[beckzorz]

Hey, I wanted to do your writing challenge with my MCU sideblog (which is why I'm asking on Anon.) My blog is @breakmebucky and I wanted to take prompt D12.

I know the struggle—this is a sideblog too. I wish we could send asks from them! Oh well :S

You got it!! (That dialogue prompt was an actual exchange I had with @kentuckybarnes :P I’ll leave the ‘who said what’ up to the imagination :3)

Join Becca’s 1k Writing Challenge

[breakmebucky]

I bet he is. 😈😉🐈

Idk man I just feel like Bucky Barnes is a cat person

[talk-geek-to-me]

Betrayal

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader, eventual Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, depression, abandonment, ANGST, fluff, second hand embarrassment, swearing. I think that's about it

A/N: I'm not done with the fic yet, but here's the summary!! I will be putting a dialogue prompt in this too for @buckysknifecollection 1k Challenge!! (Huge congrats bitch!!)

Summary: When Steve went back in time to retrieve the Tesseract, he didn't think he'd find himself in Peggy Carter's office, but he did. Seeing her brought a new wave of emotions. When he came back with the tesseract, and saw you. It didn't feel the same. So when he decided that he was going to stay in the past and have the life he always wanted, he felt bad. But he knew you'd be alright. But you weren't, at least for a while you weren't. You did eventually move on and you were happy. But what happens when Steve comes back?

Want to be tagged? Send me an ask!! Taglist will closed on Saturday 11/23/19

Tagging: @parkerpuff @buckysknifecollection @lucaslikesfish @lecoindenox @neglectedleo @dyanna-corona @crist1216 @delicatecapnerd @twilight-crescendo @weebid @wxntersoldiers @breakmebucky @teamcap4bucky

[moonstruckbucky]

HAPPY SPOOKY SEASON!

I know I’ve promised a challenge to you guys a couple times but I’m finally in the right mindset to host one, so here it is! Happy Spoopy season, bitches!

Rules:

—  You do not have to be following me - but it’d be nice, you know? Then you get more challenges!

— No word limit/minimum, although I do ask if it’s over 500 words that you use the Read More feature. We don’t want to be clogging up dashboards now, do we?

— Reader-insert please. This is what I write and it’s what I’m usually into.

— You can write for anyone in the Marvel fandom (since this is what I’m mostly writing for these days).

— Smut is welcome. But no underage ships or incest.

— Include all proper warnings.

— One shots or series are both welcome.

— One prompt per person.

— The creepier the better but I’ll enjoy all of your works!

— Tag @moonstruckbucky and #halloweenhauntsauchallenge so that I can reblog them!

— Deadline is November 1st.

— More prompts may be added as I think of them!

Quote Prompts:

1.  "You can’t kill the boogeyman!" (Halloween) 2.  “It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.” (Hocus Pocus) @panicfob 3.  “When there is no room left in hell, the dead will walk the earth.” (Dawn of the Dead) @trashmenofmarvel​ 4.  “Sometimes dead is better.” (Pet Sematary) @nasarogers 5.  “You know that part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid and everyone hates them for it? This is it.” (Jeepers Creepers) @marquis1305 6.  “Be afraid... Be very afraid.” (The Fly) 7.  “Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends.” (Hocus Pocus) 8.  “I’m a ghost with the most, babe.” (Beetlejuice) @actual-bucky-barnes-trash 9.  “Isn’t the view beautiful? It takes my breath away. Well, it would if I had any.” (Corpse Bride) 10. “Magic is really very simple, all you've got to do is want something and then let yourself have it.” (Halloweentown) @the-omni-princess 11. “Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead.” (The Others) @heli0s-writes 12. “I see dead people.” (The Sixth Sense)

Places

1. Orchard @whothehellispeter 2. Pumpkin patch @moonbeambucky 3. Cabin in the woods @starspangledmuse 4. Haunted house 5. Costume party @lailannajacobs 6. Cemetery @bucknasty-barnes

Activities

1. Trick or treating  @tropicalcap 2. Carving pumpkins @buckyofthemyscira 3. Corn maze @breakmebucky 4. Haunted hayride @danversbde 5. Watching scary movies @averyrogers83

AUs

1. Serial Killer AU  @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan 2. Werewolf AU @buckthegrump 3. Vampire AU xbuchananbarnes 4. Witch/Warlock AU @sugarfreecapsicle 5. Picture of Dorian Grey AU 6. Demon/Devil AU 7. Ghost AU

Tagging some mutuals who might be interested/will signal boost: @sugarfreecapsicle @sunmoonandbucky @sunflowers-and-bucky @moonbeambucky @justreadingfics @interestedbystanderwrites @holy-captain @sovietghoststories @buckyofthemyscira @shreddedparchment

If I forgot anyone, I’M SORRY! 

[breakmebucky]

He can spread my legs any day.

When i search for Sebastian on Twitter and this shows up??

Even Twitter is aware of the spread!!

[moonbeambucky]

Tara’s 5k Writing Challenge

Oh my gosh I hit 5k! I’m so grateful for everyone who has followed me over the years. I truly appreciate each and every one of you. I wanted to celebrate by hosting my very first writing challenge! ✨

RULES

Must be following me

Reblog to signal boost (please don’t let this flop!)

Send me an ask with the chosen prompt (one per person) and the character you’ll be writing for!

You can write for any Marvel character or pairing, or any Sebastian Stan character. No RPFs please.

No underage smut! Don’t age up characters to make it work.

Minimum 500 words, no max and you must use the Keep Reading insert.

Remember to bold your chosen prompt in the fic

Tag your fic with #taras5kwritingchallenge and tag me in the author’s note too

The deadline is September 30

If you’re writing a series I ask that the first part be posted by the deadline.

If I don’t like/reblog your fic within 24 hours please message me a link. Tumblr tagging is unreliable so please don’t hesitate to reach out

If you need an extension or have to drop out for any reason just let me know! :)

Prompts under the cut but first a big thanks to Sam @buckyofthemyscira for helping me with the prompts. Happy Writing!

Dialogue Prompts

“Agh I’ve been hit!” “Calm down Meryl Streep, it’s just a paintball.” @shreddedparchment with Tony Stark

“You’re the love of my life, you know that right?” (Crazy Ex-Girlfriend) @bucky-smiles with Bucky Barnes

“I hate the truth. I want to lie for just a little longer.” @beckzorz with Bucky Barnes

“Think before you walk out of the door.” @hufflebucky with Bucky Barnes

“I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are.” (Parks and Rec)  @ramblerumble with Tony Stark

“Your safety means everything to me.” @ruckystarnes with Steve Rogers

“It’s just sex.” “It’s never just sex.” @all1e23 with Bucky Barnes

“Take it easy Romeo.” @isthiswhattheycallwriting with Bucky Barnes

“I never thought you’d break my heart.” @ourdreamsrealized with Steve Rogers

“You found me.” “I never lost you, not in here.” @suz-123 with Bucky Barnes

“Can someone explain why my suit is covered in barbecue sauce?” @kentuckybarnes with Bucky Barnes

“Don’t cry, not over me. I’m not worth your tears.” @revengingbarnes with Bucky Barnes

“We’re stuck here until Monday, might as well make the best of it.” @buchonians

“I’m so tired of your mouth!” @buckthegrump

“I like your laugh.” “I like you making me laugh.” (50 First Dates) @holy-captain with Bucky Barnes

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” @221bshrlocked with Chris Beck

“You can look all you want but I bet you’re dying to touch me.” @lailannajacobs with Bucky Barnes

“Do you think it’s easy for me to see you with somebody else?” (Friends) @tropicalcap with Bucky Barnes/Stucky

“S-stop the tickling! I surrender!” @stevieang with Bucky Barnes

“What’s the point? He’ll/She’ll never see me as anything more.” @docharleythegeekqueen 

“I love you. I always have and I always will.” @marvel-buck 

“After everything I’ve done for you!” “That I didn’t ask for!” (Crazy Ex-Girlfriend) @scarlettswxtch with Bucky Barnes

“You were made for me.” @petals-sunwards with Bucky Barnes

“Oh, you’ve been flirting?” “Have been for the last year.” @interestedbystanderwrites

“Go tell him he’s cute. What’s the worst that could happen?” “He could hear me.” (Friends) @jupiterbucky with Bucky Barnes

AUs, Tropes & Misc

    26. Coffee Shop AU @its--fandom--darling with Stucky     27. Royal AU @mostfandomfanatic     28. Reality Show AU @dracris33 with Bucky Barnes     29. Neighbor AU @lokissoul with Bucky Barnes     30. Fairy tale AU @as-write-as-rain with Bucky Barnes     31. Baker/Chef AU @sgtjbuccky with Bucky Barnes     32. Florist AU @the-canary with Bucky Barnes     33. Veterinarian AU @buckyofthemyscira with Bucky Barnes     34. Bookshop AU @caitfairwrites with Bucky Barnes     35. Blind Date AU @moonstruckhargrove with Bucky Barnes     36. Fake Relationship @breakmebucky     37. Friends to Lovers @barnestruck with Bucky Barnes     38. Enemies to Lovers @prettyyoungtragedy with Steve Rogers     39. Sharing an umbrella @softhairbarnes with Stephen Strange     40. Single Parent @teamcap4bucky

NEW PROMPTS

41. Doctor AU @jaamesbbarnes with Bucky Barnes 42. Biker AU @ginatoldmeso 43. Soulmate AU @ciarawriitesmarvel with Steve Rogers 44. “You’re seriously going to leave me tied up like this?” @ultra-asgaridanwarrior  with Loki 45. “Ruin me.” @eyesfixedonthesun22 with Steve Rogeres 46. “What did I steal?” “My heart.” @littledarlinwrites with Matt Murdock 47. “We’re lost, aren’t we?” @aunty-peggy with Peter Parker 48. “I can’t do this anymore!” @mybearyarmy with Bucky Barnes 49. “Shut up and get over here, you’re freezing!” @chuuulip 50. “You said you would come back for me.” @authoressskr with Bucky Barnes

tagging a few people who might be interested or would be kind enough to signal boost: @jaamesbbarnes @kentuckybarnes @interestedbystanderwrites @all1e23 @sgtjbuccky @youngmoneymilla @prettyyoungtragedy @beckzorz @suz-123 @notimetoblog @bucky-smiles @lokissoul @captain-ariel-barnes @bitsandbobsandstuff @teamcap4bucky

[sunmoonandeddie]

Slow burn/fake date/enemies to lovers 40's Bucky Winter Soldier Post-Wakanda Bucky Sorry for the anon, this is @breakmebucky.

Hey!! No worries about anon!

Slow Burn: Winter Soldier!Bucky

Fake Date: 40s!Bucky

Enemies to Lovers: Post-Wakada!Bucky

[heli0s-writes]

How are you so good at writing the Chaotic Dumbass Reader?! - @BreakMeBucky (I use anon because Tumblr otherwise makes me send from my main.)

Hi!! 80% of ChaoticDumbass! Reader is personal experience LOL. My partner literally tells me all the time that I am a gremlin. The rest of it is from tumblr/twitter humor haha. Thanks for the ask!!

whatcha wanna know?

[breakmebucky]

Until The End Of The Line

Note: My hand slipped. Sorry not sorry. Word Count: 3787 Pairings: Stucky x Reader

Warnings: Magic Sex Powder, DubCon (cause of sex powder), language, smut, please don’t be a child reading this. There’s some chasing happening. This was all an excuse to write smut, I’ll be honest. PWP.

               It all started with an innocent question. A nondescript box sitting on the kitchen island with an equally nondescript note attached.

               “This is for everything you’ve done.” The note read. A smiley face for a signature and nothing else.

               “What’s in the box?” Steve asked as Y/N entered the kitchen where he and Bucky had been about to chug some post-workout shakes.

               “Who’s it from?” She answered his question with another.

               “Not sure. Just says ‘This is for everything you’ve done.’ with a smiley face.” He explained as he cut the tape on the box. Bucky and Y/N exchanged alarmed glances

               “Steve no!” Bucky and Y/N shouted at the same time as Bucky nearly vaulted over the island to knock the box out of Steve’s hands. A blue powder exploded from the box and covered both his and Steve’s faces and clothes before settling onto the floor and seeming to vanish.

               “Biological Contaminant Detected.” FRIDAY’s voice rang through the complex. “Lockdown initiated.”

               Darkness swallowed the frozen scene as the blast shutters slammed shut over the windows and the silence was pierced by the sounds of the entire complex going into full lockdown. The generator kicked on as well as the internal HVAC system that would purify and recycle the air in the compound so as to not risk the contaminant being released into the atmosphere. The emergency lighting that lined the floors and ceilings of the compound lit up and cast an eerie orange glow over the still frozen inhabitants of the room.

               “Steve you fucking idiot.” Bucky groaned as he finally moved himself off of his friend and tossed the box as far away from them as possible.

               “I thought it was a thank you from a fan or something.” Steve said, his voice soft with shock and the realization of the stupidity of what he’d done.

               “What…what do we do?” Y/N asked, still frozen where she’d been when Bucky and Steve had gone hurtling over the island with the mystery box.

               “Containment procedure says we-ah!” Steve suddenly grabbed at his chest as if something had struck him. “We need to…oh god…” His face flushed, unseen in the orange glow, and he looked over towards Bucky in horror.

               “Y/N. You need to go.” Bucky said. His voice was low and heavy with an emotion Y/N hadn’t heard before. She took a step towards the pair and they both held out a hand to stop her. “NO! Don’t...don’t come any closer to either of us.” Bucky managed to get out before his hand also flew to his chest.

               “Lock yourself in the lab. Radio for help.” Steve groaned out as his hand slid down his chest until he was palming himself through his sweatpants.

               “What the fuck is going on?!” Y/N shouted. She had been working in the lab with Bruce for a while, just trying to learn more of the sciencey-technical side of the team, but even with her masters in Biology and her extensive training and knowledge of biological weapons, she’d never heard of one that would produce this kind of reaction.

               “Go!” Steve reiterated, his voice on the edge of a growl.

               “NOW!” Bucky added, fighting to not bring himself to his feet. When Y/N still didn’t move, he kicked a chair into the wall behind her for encouragement. It worked and she was suddenly dashing down the hall, cursing Steve and his unwavering trust in the human race.

               Y/N hadn’t even made it halfway down the hallway when the sound of both men echoed off the walls behind her.

               “Wait, Y/N!” Steve called from the doorway. “Don’t go. I forgot to tell you something.”

               “Steve?” Y/N asked as she continued to slowly back down the hall towards the elevators. “What did you forget to tell me?”

               Steve braced himself against the doorway and a breathy laugh fell from his throat.

               “You smell so fucking good.” He answered. Steve turned his head as Bucky found his way to the threshold as well and asked, “Doesn’t she smell so fucking good, Buck?”

               “Steve, no.” Bucky growled out in warning, his vibranuim hand crushing the frame of the door as he fought to keep control of himself. “Y/N. Go. Now. Run.”

               She didn’t need to be told twice. Y/N dashed down the remainder of the hall as the sounds of a struggle broke out behind her. She had just made it into the elevator when the hall filled with the sounds of both men running after her. The doors shut just as they reached them and Y/N was able to catch a brief glimpse of both of their faces; a glimpse of two sets of normally blue eyes that were drowned in the black of their pupils and filled heavy with need.

               “What the fuck?” She kept repeating to herself as she hit the button that would take her to the floor the lab was on. “What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?!”

               The wall to her left erupted in the sounds of thundering footsteps that moved faster than the elevator did and Y/N stared in horror as her brain pieced together what she was hearing. Both Bucky and Steve were racing down the stairwell to beat the elevator to its stop. They were literally chasing her like wild animals. Y/N knew there was no way she could ever outrun them, not with their enhanced abilities. But she was clever and she was smart and if there was a chance of her making it to the lab to call for help, it lay in her ability to outsmart them and to hide from them.

               With time running out and the elevator nearing its destination, Y/N made the split second decision to hit the buttons for all the remaining floors before climbing on the handrail and forcing the hatch at the top of the elevator open. She heard the steps falter two floors below her as she shut the hatch behind her and waited, crouching on the elevator and trying to avoid the cables. The steps began to echo closer as the elevator closed its doors and descended another floor before stopping once again.

               “Where are you, Y/N?” Bucky’s voice shouted from the floor above her.

               “We’re not going to hurt you.” Steve assured from inside the elevator before his steps moved back into the hallway.

               One floor and she would be in the clear. One floor and she’d have a chance at getting to safety. She shifted in anticipation as the elevator dinged and the doors moved to close, but her shifting must have sounded like thunder to the enhanced super-soldier hearing of Steve’s ears because the elevator doors were suddenly blocked and they opened again, allowing him to enter the small space again.

               “I know you’re around here, Y/N.” He said, his voice growing darker every minute. “We just need to talk. We need to see if you’ve got it too. We need you, Y/N.”

               “Please, Y/N.” Bucky’s voice joined Steve’s below her and it was all Y/N could do not to scream. “We just want to make sure you’re okay.”

               Her foot slipped and she watched through the grate of the hatch as two pairs of blackened eyes looked up and made contact with her own.

               “There you are, little mouse.” Bucky grinned. “Come down. We won’t hurt you.”

               “Just let me go to the lab.” Y/N replied. “You’re sick and you need help. Both of you. I can help you, but I need to get to the lab.”

               “You’re right.” Bucky replied. “You can help us.”

               The hatch was knocked open suddenly and Steve’s hand wrapped around Y/N’s ankle before pulling her feet out from under her and throwing her onto the floor of the elevator. Her scream was cut short as the wind was knocked out of her, but she quickly recovered and kicked Bucky’s feet out from under him before making a dash out the door. Her brain was running through rapid-fire split-second decisions and without a clear memory of how she got there, Y/N suddenly found herself curled into a ball at the bottom of a supply closet just down the hall from the lab.

               Bucky and Steve could be heard in the hall, calling out for her and growing both more irritated and needier with each word.

               “Y/N, please.”  Bucky whined. “I just need to see you.”

               “Sweetheart, Bucky’s right. We just need to make sure you’re okay.”

               “Come out, please, Doll.”

               “We just wanna make you feel good.”

               “Wanna make you feel so good, baby.”

                 One pair of footsteps stopped outside the door to the supply closet and Y/N bit her fist to keep herself from audibly whimpering. She still had no idea what was happening to her friends and, although she had dreamed of them saying the things they were saying now –both separately and together– it was the darkness in their tone that set her on edge. A hand rested on the doorknob and time felt like it slowed to a crawl as Y/N watched the handle turn. The door opened and Bucky stared down at her, his shirt soaked in sweat and his cock standing at attention.

               “There you are, love.” He crooned lowly before grabbing her by the arm and yanking her up off the floor. He shut the door behind her and then pushed her against it before rubbing his cheek against her own. “Been looking for you everywhere, Y/N.” He pressed his hips forwards and ground his cock against her stomach as his hands slid up her arms and came to rest, one cold against her neck and one hot gripping her jaw and turning her head to the side to expose her neck. There was rush of air as Bucky inhaled her scent deeply and then choked out the exhaled breath. “Steve’s right. You smell so fucking good.”

               “Bucky, please.” Y/N plead softly. “Just let me get to the lab and I can help you.”

               “Shh.” Bucky’s hand on her jaw shifted until he was pressing a finger to her lips. “I just want to taste you.”

               Warmth flooded Y/N’s body when Bucky’s lips pressed against her own. The kiss was gentle at first, as though some humane part of him still resided inside and had control. But then his tongue was inside her mouth and the kiss grew into something needier and wilder. The hand at her throat squeezed just enough to start the coil in Y/N’s core tightening and then she felt his other hand fighting with the button of her jeans. Y/N pulled back and her hands flew to Bucky’s fumbling fingers.

               “Bucky, no.” She gasped out against his mouth. “Not like this.”

               “I just wanna make you feel good.” He insisted, swatting her hands away and popping the button of her jeans off with a quick tug. Bucky silenced Y/N’s protests with another devouring kiss as his hand slid past the band of her underwear and his fingers delved into her folds.

               “Oh fuck…” Y/N moaned, breaking away from Bucky’s mouth again as her head fell back against the closet door and her hands struggled to find something to grip onto. Bucky pressed first one and then two fingers into her and pumped them in and out with purpose, until Y/N was panting heavily and gripping his arm tightly. “Bucky….feels so good. Oh, fuck…I’m gonna…”

               “That’s right.” Steve’s voice sounded from behind Bucky. “Come all over his fingers, baby.”

               Y/N’s eyes snapped to Steve’s face and then to his hand, which was pumping his own cock furiously as he watched Bucky bring her ever closer to the edge. Something about watching Steve stroking himself while Bucky fucked his fingers deeper and faster into her sent Y/N over the hill and crashing down in bliss.

               Bucky pulled his fingers out of her and brought them to his mouth, languidly licking her juices off and moaning as he did so. His hand on her throat released her and Y/N slid to the ground in a panting, unfocused mess. Steve was there to catch her and he laid her out right there in the hallway before the sound of her pants being shredded filled the corridor. The sudden chill on her skin brought Y/N back to her senses just in time to feel Steve line up with her entrance and slide into her. A gasp ripped itself from her chest and Y/N’s back arched at the sudden feeling of fullness.

               “Oh god. You’re so fucking tight.” He groaned as he sheathed himself completely in her warmth and then stilled. “So fucking warm and soft.” He slowly pulled out of her, almost completely, before bucking his hips and slamming back inside with force. Steve pulled out once more and then drove into her quicker and quicker each time, drawing moans and gasps from Y/N as she dug her fingers into his shoulders.

               “You gonna come for me, baby?” Steve asked, his voice heavy and dark. “You gonna come all over my cock?” He pushed himself deeper into Y/N’s warmth and she yelped as a sharp pain shot through her.

               “Steve, don’t. That hurts.” She whined. “Not so hard.”

               Steve didn’t seem to hear her because he kept slamming harder and harder into her until a scream tore form her throat and she came a second time, though under less pleasurable circumstances. At the sound of her scream, Bucky’s hands suddenly gripped Steve’s shoulders and wrestled him off of Y/N, pulling him free with a wet pop as his cock slid out of her.

               “Play nice, Stevie!” Bucky growled before he took Steve’s place inside Y/N’s warmth. As he filled her, a moan fell from his lips and he pressed his forehead to hers. “Fuck, Doll.” He breathed. “I-I don’t think I can stop. You feel so fucking good.” Bucky’s lips collided with Y/N’s again as he began to fuck into her with gusto, pulling a combination of moans and whines from her lips.

               The both of them were pushed over, still coupled, until Bucky was on his back and Y/N was straddled atop his hips.

               “Steve, no.” Bucky warned. “She’s not ready.”

               “Then share.” Steve groaned.

               Y/N’s head cleared enough for her to realize what the two of them were talking about and her eyes widened in trepidation.

               “My-my mouth, Steve.” She stuttered out. “Use my mouth.”

               “Oh, FUCK…” They both groaned simultaneously.

               Seconds later and Y/N was choking on Steve’s cock as he thrust eagerly into her mouth. She could taste the brine of herself mixed with the salt from Steve’s skin and between that and the realization that her deepest fantasy was suddenly her reality, Y/N came for the third time. She felt Bucky dig his hands into her hips, bruising the skin for sure, as his thrusts stuttered and finally stilled inside her. He painted her walls with heat as he came inside her, though she had no time to relish the sensation because Steve was suddenly gripping her head and slamming into the back of her throat, grunting as he thrusted away. Y/N felt his release coat her mouth and slide down her throat as he came with a loud groan before sliding out of her mouth and sinking to the floor beside her and Bucky.

               “What…the fuck?” Y/N panted after she was able to catch her breath finally. She slid off of Bucky’s lap, whining slightly as his fullness left her, and pushed herself away from both men. After a moment of silence, she finally pushed herself off the floor and used the wall to help herself stand. Neither Steve nor Bucky seemed to be coherent enough to explain, or even notice as she slowly backed away from them and made her way down the hall towards the lab, pulling Steve’s discarded shirt over her head in an effort at modesty. The emergency communication line was flashing rapidly, lighting the room with brief blasts of red light, as she hit the switch that would seal her inside the lab. As Y/N stumbled over to the communicator, the reality of the last few hours rushed over her and reduced her to a shaking sobbing mess as she pressed the button that would open the com-line.

               “HELLO?!” Sam’s voice urgently flowed over the open line. “Anyone there?!”

               “Yes…” Y/N whispered before sobs overtook her again.

               “Y/N!?” Nat’s voice this time. “What happened? Are you guys okay?!”

               “Box…light blue powder…I don’t…” She croaked out between sobs. “Bucky and Steve…I couldn’t run…it was fine and then…”

               “Stay there.” Nat ordered. “We’re just waiting for FRIDAY to finish cleaning the air and open the doors.”

               “Lock the lab.” Tony’s voice now. “It’s reinforced. Even Banner couldn’t break in.”

               “I did.” Y/N said, choking as she gasped for air. “I…can’t…breathe…”

               Suddenly the room was hot, the walls were closing in and, no matter how she tried, Y/N couldn’t catch her breath. She couldn’t escape the feeling that what was left of her clothes was suddenly too much, even Steve’s loose shirt. Her own skin felt like it was burning, like she just needed to get out of it. She needed help. She needed them. Her body suddenly craved the touch of skin on skin. She needed to feel them –both of them– on her, inside her, all over her.

               The com-line faded into indistinct chatter as Y/N’s instincts took over the rational part of her brain and she made her way back to the doors. She overrode FRIDAY’s programming and the doors slid open with a soft whoosh. Bucky and Steve were still at the end of the hall, though they seemed to have recovered as they had both pulled their pants back up and were looking around at the remnants of Y/N’s clothes. As soon as the doors shut again, both men turned their eyes to Y/N, who was slowly striding towards them, tugging off the powder covered shirt as she made her way down the hall.

               “Is this what it felt like?” She whined, gripping the edge of her tank top and discarding it and her bra just as quickly. Y/N’s hands slid over her now bare skin and dug into the softness of her own breasts, leaving tiny crescent shaped indentions in the tender flesh. “I’m sorry I ran and hid. I didn’t know.” She looked up at the duo with pleading eyes and begged, “Please, help me?”

               “Y/N?” Steve questioned cautiously, before spying the blue powder that had rubbed off his shirt and into her hair. “Bucky, she’s…”

               “I know.” Bucky’s voice was clipped and strained. They both seemed unsure what to do, now that the drug had burnt its way through their enhanced immune systems. They were fine after one release, thanks to the serum. But a typical human? The drug would burn its way through her until she went mad or her heart gave out. Bucky had experience with the drug, thanks to his time as a hydra asset, and even his enhanced stamina hadn’t always been enough to fully satisfy or save the unfortunate women that had been experimented on throughout the development phase. There was no telling which phase this particular dose came from, which scared Bucky right to his core.

               “You can do it.” Steve said, reluctantly. “She likes you. I’ve seen the way she looks at you in the gym.”

               “No. It’s okay. You can do it.” Bucky answered, though his expression didn’t match his words one bit. “I’ve seen the way you two are in the kitchen. Her laugh is genuine.”

               “For fucks sake, you’re both pretty. I like you both.” Y/N growled. “Please just touch me before I crawl out of my fucking skin.” Her words ended in a whine as she gripped the wall and pressed her thighs together desperately.

               “Choose.” Bucky said, his voice growing desperate at the sight of her.

               “We’ll help. Just…just choose.” Steve agreed.

               Y/N’s eyes flashed with need and her hand that wasn’t gripping the wall slid down between her thighs.

               “I don’t want to choose.” She said, her voice dripping in sin. “That’s why I haven’t.” A gasp and a moan fell from her lips as she delved into her own warmth and began to try and ease the ache herself. “I don’t want to choose…” she repeated as she slid to the floor, her legs falling open and exposing her dripping cunt to both Steve and Bucky. “I need you both. I want you both.”

                 Sometime between their second and third orgasms, Steve and Bucky managed to collect themselves enough to move the party out of the hallway. Y/N protested, her body still shaking from the drug coursing through her veins, but she quieted down as soon as Bucky was buried deep in her again as he pressed her back against the elevator wall. He carried her, still coupled with him, into Steve’s room as Steve held the door open and trailed in after them.

               After another hour of both men fucking her in tandem, filling her in every way possible, Y/N’s fever began to finally subside and she collapsed into a boneless heap between Bucky and Steve on the bed. The three of them lay there panting in a tangle of arms and legs, as soft kisses were passed between them and bites and bruises were washed over with gentle caresses. As Y/N curled into Steve’s chest, she felt Bucky curl against her back and press his lips to her shoulder gently.

               “How are you feeling, Doll?” He asked softly, murmuring the words against her skin, which erupted in goosebumps at the sensation.

               “Better.” Y/N hummed just as softly. “So much better.”

               “C’mere.” Steve mumbled as he cupped her face delicately and brought his lips to hers. The kiss was sweet and gentle and so very Steve that it left a smile on Y/N’s face when they parted. A smile that quickly shifted to a frown when Steve spoke again. “Sorry, I just wanted to kiss you properly before this is all over.”

               “All over?” Y/N questioned. “I don’t understand…”

               “You should choose-”

               “Steven Grant Rogers.” Y/N said sternly. “I said I’m not choosing between you two.” She pushed herself up to look him square in the face before continuing, “So, unless you’re going to tell me this isn’t something you want, then it’s not over.”

               “We’re with you, Steve.” Bucky added, sitting up enough to look at Steve from over Y/N’s shoulder. “Both of us.”

               “Whatever you choose.” Y/N agreed.

               Steve hesitated a moment as he blinked back tears and stared at the two people he loved the most in the world.

               “Until the end of the line?”

               “Until the end of the line.” They replied in unison.

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Welcome! We're so excited you're here!

We wanted to give you an idea of the things we have going on, some new features since that first welcome letter that a lot of you saw today went out when we first started.

We try to do two theme days each week, with the schedule for the following week posted on Friday. Every Saturday we post Author Spotlight. Last week we did one theme day and an entire Week of Kinks which did WONDERFULLY. So we're not tied down to one format. We just want to play.

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Announcement

Hey all!! I know I haven’t been active a lot (ya know, moving, keeping up with school and work) and when I am, I just repost other people’s work (they’re so fucking good guys) and I am having the BIGGEST urge to write lately, but I am working on some fics, I probably won’t post them yet until I find time to sit down and write again. However, I decided to edit my past works! I am super excited about it! I decided to edit them because of how busy I am, I can actually sit down on my break at work, or before my class and edit a sentence and be satisfied with it. Editing makes it easier for me to get my creative juices flowing again and I won’t feel like I’m depriving you of content. The fics that I am editing, may or may not be longer than they were before. I’m sorry for the long wait for fics, but I do have fics in the works, whether it be Supernatural, Marvel, maybe Criminal Minds, etc. I do have fics in the works. Thank you so much for being ever so patient with me!! I love you all and please! if you have any questions, don’t be afraid to send an ask. Or if you wanna talk, my inbox is ALWAYS opened!

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Hey, I followed you on my main account, but I want to do your writing challenge from my Marvel sideblog @breakmebucky. I'd like to take the Fake Relationship trope, please!

Oh yes it’s yours! :D

Tara’s 5k Writing Challenge

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I want the corn maze prompt, please!!! -BreakMeBucky

It’s yours!