WARNING: These fics may contain unsettling themes, including but not limited to murder, rape/non-consent, extortion, suicide, torture, and other themes.
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Summary: Bucky's life has never been his own. Pierce is his Uncle, his provider, his everything. A chance encounter one day calls everything into question, and after fate provides a chance at freedom, Bucky seizes it without hesitation. But Bucky can't outrun his past forever, and soon it catches up. He will do whatever it takes to ensure Steve is safe and far away from his dark, cold world wrought with blood and violence.
Summary: Bucky is an Alpha gone feral living up in the mountains. Steve is a lost Omega wannabe-hiker. Bucky, a creature of instinct, decides he’ll make the perfect mate to keep and breed, no matter what Steve has to say on the matter.
Summary: Steve lets himself look, then; lets his gaze slip down between them to drag over the length of Bucky’s body. He’s bared to the elements just the same as Steve - not a stitch on him save for running shorts that barely hit at mid-thigh. His hair is pulled back, and he’s soaked to the bone, and when lightning splits the darkness in two and catches on the angles of his face, that raw perilous beauty strikes a blow all of its own to the center of Steve’s chest. “You win,” Steve rasps, dragging his voice up from the pit of his billowing lungs. Bucky’s answering laugh is darker than the wet-ink midnight pressing in on them, and it shudders all the way to Steve’s bones when Bucky sinks down to purr ominous against the vulnerable stretch of his neck. “Not yet, I haven’t.”
Summary: "You could, though," Steve said. "If you were willing to hurt me."
This was originally written at the Hydra Trash Meme, for the following prompt: The Winter Soldier was never allowed to orgasm (and was punished if he did when his handlers used him for sex/he was caught masturbating) except when he was ordered to brutally rape HYDRA prisoners in lieu of conventional torture. As a result, post-CA:TWS, Bucky can only get off in violent non-con scenarios with him as the rapist - which, obviously, he finds horrifying, choosing self-imposed celibacy over the risk of hurting a lover. Steve finds out and offers to help. Cue hardcore BDSM with Steve pretending to be the Winter Soldier's victim, crying for help and begging him to stop (the more wretched the better - but always consensually, with a safeword). Steve doesn't get off on it, but he wants to help Bucky (and while vanilla sex does nothing for Bucky, maybe he finds it emotionally soothing to be gentle with Steve before/after their roleplaying?). +1: Someone walks in on them and thinks it's real.
Summary: .oOo. Escape isn't intended from one captor straight to the next. But then Capture is never really a choice, is it? To be a War Prize... A fate only befitting for a Prince. And he would learn his purpose well... .oOo.
*Abandoned, mostly
Summary: Steve always knew Hydra craved getting their hands on his blood and the serum, yet he never considers what else they might exploit if they knew his well-kept secret. That new fear brings with it horror and elation as a ghost from his past is there in his darkest hour.
Summary: “Can’t sleep?” Bucky flinches. He could just nod, and wouldn't need to explain anything, but he somehow doesn’t want to return to the guest room without having tried. “Dreams,” he chokes out.
Summary: Steve’s not sure how it happened, but he doesn’t have time to bother trying to figure it out. He’s in trouble—big trouble—and he’s not sure if he’ll be able to find his way out of the situation. Betrayed and alone, Steve becomes subject to a drug experiment administered by a doctor and a hulking figure known only as the Soldier.
Summary: As soon as Bucky died, Sam knew they’d lost Steve too. Knew they would lose Steve, because Sam had been there as Steve tore cities apart with his bare hands searching for his best friend and Sam would have to be stupid to think Steve could live with himself knowing he killed Bucky.
Summary: Steve has held his position as a board member of the club for several years now, and has seen hundreds of boys come and go. There's no reason why this night should be any different from previous events, why he can't just have one of the older, experienced boys and be done with it and go home. There's no reason why the new kid in the lineup should catch his eye the way he does. No reason why James should turn Steve's world upside down the way he does. All Steve knows is, from the moment James first calls him Daddy, he'll move heaven and earth to makes James his.
Summary: The mer's face is twisted into an expression of utter terror—so remarkably human. With all that hair, Steve can’t even see his gills. But Steve’s had over a decade of experience with things that look just human enough to make his conscience twinge, right until the memories wash away the guilt in a flood of rage. He walks closer, circling the tank to get a better look at the mer. He’s a bit of a mess, covered in cuts both shallow and deep, with his shoulder-length hair all tangled. He’s bleeding sluggishly still, red swirls vanishing into the water. He’s not in as bad a state as he was when Steve was done with him. Mers heal fast—much, much faster than humans. Steve’s never found that particularly fair, but then, life never is. He stops by the foot of the tank, peering down at the mer’s thick, long tail. Objectively, it’s beautiful. The color’s a pale, pearlescent blue that Steve can’t remember seeing on any other of his kind, and the fins are large and transparent, like pretty frills. Steve doesn’t even need to close his eyes to picture the very same tail dotted red with the blood of his men. “Hello, Bucky.” - Some meetings are fated, but no one said fate's kind.
Summary: Detective Bucky Barnes has a good life - a stable job, a live-in boyfriend and an unmoving moral code. When he meets artist Steve Rogers in a coffee shop while investigating a string of brutal murders, he has no idea how much his life is going to change. As Bucky starts developing feeling towards Steve, and the crime spree he's investigating slowly becomes more worrying, Bucky has to challenge everything he thought he knew, and his carefully crafted life falls to pieces around him.
Summary:
Imprisoned in a concrete cell, Steve can’t understand why he was taken, but his captor, a menacing figure called the Winter Soldier doesn’t seem to see the issue. At first, the Soldier is cold, detached, and terrifying, but things change as the days in the cell pass. There are flashes of humanity in the pale blue eyes that observe him intently. Coerced into performing heinous acts, Steve despises his captor, but his body doesn’t understand his fury. His physical reaction to unwanted advances betrays him every time the Soldier forces his way into Steve’s space. After a while, Steve loses count of the number of times he protests as well as how completely his body betrays him.
Summary:
Steve is SHIELD's secret weapon - infused with serum, enough to make him stronger, faster, enhanced, and yet because of his size, nobody ever suspects him. When he's assigned to take down the Winter Soldier, he never thought he would meet his match but here he is, trapped, with no way out.
Or, maybe one way out.
Summary:
Bucky locks eyes with the small blond haired man. The want written on his face is unmistakable. Bucky nods, once, and the man swallows hard before licking his lips and giving a short nod in return. Next to the sub, Sonya grins and nods her head in Bucky’s direction.“I don’t do unplanned back to back sessions,” he tells the sub when he approaches Bucky and kneels.“That’s okay, I—. Um. I was here last night. But I saw that you were scheduled for tonight, so I…”“Thought you’d come watch?”“Thought I’d come talk to you. Sir.”This close, Bucky can see how obscenely long the man’s eyelashes are, as he looks up at Bucky through them, a slight pink dusting his cheeks.“What did you want from me?”“Pain,” the sub breathes, and fuck if Bucky’s dick doesn’t take interest in this conversation.
On the advice of Natasha, Bucky joins a BDSM club as an addition to his therapy and the other activities he does to aid with his mental recovery from all of HYDRA's fucking around. It's there that he meets Steve, and his life forever changes in ways he'd never imagined possible.
Pretty As A Picture
Summary:
The butterfly effect is the idea that even a small change can lead to a significant difference.
Bucky's evening exemplifies this theory. A night at a society gathering alters his world when an irritating smear on humanity provokes Bucky to make impulsive decisions and indulge in his hidden, darker desires. After spending half a million dollars, he acquires a treasure that holds immeasurable value.
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