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((Assassin AU, Bucky is an assassin and Steve is his next target on account of Steve witnessing a murder that was not meant for civilian eyes. Bucky is under a false identity flirting with Steve in the bar just to make sure it’s the right person and then assails him in the parking lot)) Steve was drunk. Not blackout drunk, but satisfactorily intoxicated enough that the music didn’t seem too loud and his mind wasn’t on the bad stuff it had been on ever since he witnessed the bad shit go down the other week. He was a watchman at a local museum and a gruesome murder happened while Steve was helpless to do anything but hide behind an exhibit and pray he wasn’t seen before it was over. He’d wanted to help but it was over by the time he processed what was happening.

Steve was shamelessly knocking back his fourth pina colada, fuck manly drinks, a guy can have a sweet tooth-- when a handsome guy with startling eyes and tastefully messy dark hair approached him and Steve grinned. “Hey handsome, come here often?” He said, slurring ever so slightly. If he wasn’t drunk, maybe he’d be embarrassed to use such a tacky line or be so forthright but he, fortunately, was drunk.

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I know what you're thinking, but I haven't given up on you. [Unknown Number]

dragonamongthefaeries

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((Royalty/Arranged marriage AUro)) This was the eve of his wedding day. Tomorrow, Prince Steven Grant Rogers, heir to the throne, would be wed to a complete stranger. He’d been promised to the prince of their neighboring kingdom at birth. It was strategic, the right move to keep his people safe by uniting their relatively small forces against outside attacks. Still, he mourned being unable to marry for love. His family was eager to solidify the bond, since the prince’s father had died suddenly and now his power had increased exponentially, with many more options open to him that their kingdom wanted to capitalize on. Steve knew it was his duty to be a good son, a good husband, so that his home and his family could prosper. But he’d never even seen the man, and tomorrow they were to be married, and he was only to meet him for the first time today. He paced around his room nervously until he was called for, and then hurried out to meet his betrothed as he arrived, bowing low before the opening palace doors as his heart hammered in his ears. 

tonystanksheart

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[Unknown Number] I swear to god, you bastard- if you don't pick up your phone I will drink the rest of the damn bottle.

marvelouslymadmm

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((established relationship AU, eating disorders)) Steve was incredibly patient but Bucky knew the mix of worry and frustration with Bucky’s disorder was getting to him. It was Bucky’s fault they were fighting in the first place. He knew it bothered Steve when he went out and binged on junk and vomited until he came home late reeking of it, or didn’t eat for days, or didn’t have anything but vodka, but sometimes he couldn’t help himself— drinking to forget was easier than coming home, and this disorder was eating him. He’d been doing that a lot since he came home from the army, starving. Vomiting. It was getting out of hand and even he knew it, with a shifting guilty feeling in the pit of his stomach, the drinking and the ignoring Steve and picking fights. But tonight was different. When he came in, Steve had been drinking, too. Not much, just a little but Bucky could smell it when he came in. He was looking at his picture of his mother and holding her old rosary and Bucky knew he was missing her but he started arguing with him anyways. They’d started right at each other. Bucky got defensive and mean when he felt questioned and he started in the with insults and Steve was quick to start calling him reckless and irresponsible and ‘Are you even listening—‘ and the next thing Bucky knew, Steve, in a split second of anger, shoved Bucky backward with much more force than he intended— (Bucky wouldn’t ever blame him for not knowing his own strength)— and Bucky flew backwards, smacking hard against the wall. There was a sickening cracking sound and his eyes went wide.

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BUCK - SR

buckyyyyy - SR

did u kno that ur face is a problem - SR ((Modern AU w/ a very drunk skinny!Steve, unestablished))

tonystanksheart

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((AU where your soulmate’s first words to you are on you somewhere, skinny!Steve)) ‘You okay?’ That’s what Steve had to go off, which wasn’t much, considering how often he got people concerned about him. After all, if he wasn’t wheezing from climbing a flight of stairs he was showing up covered in bruises because he’d decided to open his big dumb mouth in front of some big dumb asshole again. Speaking of, he was collecting a fair number of brand-new bruises right this second. He grunted as the man punched him again, knocking him into the wall of the alley they were in. He looked up to see the man pulling back, reading to hit him again, and he braced himself. Then, suddenly, another man appeared as if from nowhere and shoved the guy away, side-stepping a swing easily and then socking the bully solidly in the jaw, sending him running. “You okay?” The blond glared suspiciously up at this newcomer, too annoyed at the need to be rescued to think about what was just said to him. “I had him on the ropes.” He grumbled, touching a hand to his face and wincing as he felt a bruise forming there. 

tonystanksheart

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((AU, Ghost!Steve, modern day, Bucky works as a hospital janitor. Steve, a stranger, dies in the hospital one night and for some reason, Bucky is the only person who can see his ghost. At the start of the RP, Steve has been lingering dead for a few days)) Bucky pushed the mop down the floor under the broken, buzzing fluorescent hospital light. 3:14 AM. Night shift. There was a bitch of a soda spill on the nurse’s lounge floor. The music blasting through his headphones made his ears hum but it kept him awake. He wasn’t any stranger to energy drinks anyways, and despite the brain-rotting monotony, the night shift was good for him. It kept him tired enough to sleep through depressive spells and he suspected that it was having a slightly worrying effect on him.

He worked most of the night but he slept only half the day which left him with a little too much free time. Since the breakup, Bucky didn’t have much to do with himself except try to keep himself distracted. When his mind wandered, it tended to go dark places and it didn’t help that his ex, Brock Rumlow, kept leaving sort of threatening voicemails while Bucky was trying to stay okay. Aside from the doctors and nurses on duty, who were all in the room anyways, Bucky was supposed to be the only one on the floor.

So, five minutes later, when someone tapped on his shoulder and it wasn’t a nurse, it jumped Bucky high to heaven and he whirled around, yanking his headphones off and flinching backwards. “Jesus christ pal, you scared the shit out of me,” he said to the stranger, a broad shouldered, blonde man.

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Steve. This interrogation is bs. They're treating me like a criminal. BB

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I think we should come out. BB

ship-escape

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Bucky found candles soothing. Watching them, smelling the scents as they burned. Natasha had taken one sniff of his room, seen the trash can full of dozens of sets of scents and gotten a wolfish smile the first time she came to visit.

"You need to grab Mountain Lodge next." Her words, at the time, seemed so innocent.

Steve was debating banning Natasha from visiting ever again- he liked pine as much as the next man, but day in and day out, there was constantly a half a dozen of the damned red things burning.

It was ridiculous.

marvelouslymadmm

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Imagine stucky meeting at a coffee shop when Bucky spills coffee on Steve, so Bucky takes off his shirt and offers it to Steve. Steve gets so flushed that he blurts out ‘do you wanna go out with me?’ really loud catching everyone’s attention. Bucky laughs and agrees, still topless. Five years later Bucky spills coffee again on Steve while he’s proposing.

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One of my neighbours slipped this under my door while I was practising, I thought they were going to make a noise complaint but they just had a request. I played it with my windows open and I heard really loud clapping come from a balcony a few stories up which was super lovely. I’m in such a lovely mood now it’s so nice to be appreciated.

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Why is this the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen?

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IMAGINE YOUR OTP

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Hey! Sorry if you've answered this already (I'm on mobile), but how do we credit? Do we need to link fics back to this blog or something? Ty 😙

Yes, just so it give the writers credit and help others to find this blog. A brief mention should suffice just fine!

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How attached are you to Nick Fury? JB

dragonamongthefaeries

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A gorgeous long haired brunette man stepped out on stage in the dark, dim blue lights showing his outline. He had a muscular, rather masculine body, but his thighs and hips were curvy enough to look good in lacy panties. Usually those down on their luck visited this club, late lonely nights, guys who wanted to pay a few dollars to watch someone beautiful on stage. Bucky’s song started and he fell into his nightly trance, sliding around the pole, his blue eyes looking out into the crowd, hanging off the cool metal and smiling at his customers. During the day he worked at a tattoo shop, but at night his creativity really showed, He loved to belong to the night, letting the music run through him as he entertained the men in the city, hoping maybe one day someone interesting would come along and see his show.