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bakerstreet2018-04-16 08:48 pm
knitsock) wrote in bakerstreet2018-04-16 08:48 pm
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No grave can hold my body down; I'll crawl home to her.
smut meme;  They may be a rambler, a gambler, always on the run, a wanted criminal, someone with a higher calling, or just not the type to spend time with you (which may be fine by you), yet somehow, they'll always find their way back to your door. And they'll, again and again, find themselves wanting you, for support, for healing, for feeling alive, for venting frustration and anger, for anything and everything at all. You'll welcome them with open arms...and an open bed, because you want them, too.
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𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 ( snow white and the huntsman ) ota
Canon blind but also canon knowledgable...?
It had been ten years since he'd smelled her. Actually, it had been ten years since they'd had any physical contact, but six senses had been pushed down to five recently. Still... Juubei had been raised to serve the royal family using every skill he possessed just as his family had for generations before. Many of the others had more than one purpose just like him. One was a protective jester, one was a protective master of threads, yet another held mastery over the beasts surrounding the palace. He was meant to heal the royals just as much as he defended them.
But that had been ten years ago. Juubei hadn't been the first to go but finding reason to exile a boy only three years older than the princess had been easy. Juubei had been the youngest of the seven, yet he had been the hardest to exile and the one to take his loss the hardest.
He had also been the only one to struggle until he lost the supposed ability to resist. A few months later... Snow was within their grasp. None of them knew how or why, but all seven were determined to keep this chance within their grasp.
Juubei was both the first and last ring of their plan. He watched over her while the effects of shock and exposure wore off. The servants had already warded away the effects of exposure and potential wild animals. Seconds into minutes, minutes into hours... Juubei was experienced in the art of patience.
Juubei would be the first face she would probably experience while rousing from the blow a lucky huntsman landed out in the wilds of the surrounding farmlands.
Actually... A face that was looking off into the distance and about to lower a pair of black needles into her forehead. Probably not a good place to have a princess not remember anything...
Mario Savetti | Code Black | Ota
Remy LeBeau / X-Men / OTA
Arwen Undomiel | LOTR | ota
Kevin "Wither" Ford | Marvel 616 | OTA
Penny Adiyodi | The Magicians
Steve Rogers | MCU | OTA
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When he makes it back to New York, instead of heading to the Avengers' new headquarters, he makes his way to Steve's apartment. He found being there to be more comfortable than with cameras watching his every move in a facility surround by so many people that he's not quite sure trust him. He stares up at Steve's apartment, catching that his lights were off and his motorcycle wasn't parked out front like it usually was.
Bucky makes his way inside the building, quietly climbing the stairs as he takes a moment to find the key, Steve gave him. When he unlocks the door and slips inside, he debates about switching on the light which he doesn't but he does lock the door behind himself. Walking further inside, he sets down his backpack at the edge of the entryway bookcase, placing his shoes next to them as he walks towards the bedroom.
Since Steve wasn't home and unsure of when he was coming back, Bucky takes the chance to relax and drop his guard. Climbing onto one side of the bed, he curls up and lets himself drift to sleep until he catches that Steve's back.
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Steve always hated it when Bucky disappeared. He would count down the days, staring at the calendar at their apartment with the fear that this time, the man wouldn't come back. It always made him feel like a nervous wreck, but this time around he'd done his best to keep his cool. Thankfully, he'd been given a mission to keep his mind off of Bucky, but now he was home and he still wasn't sure the other would be. He rolled his shoulders, tired and dirty and ready for a shower as he walked into the apartment. He stopped when he noticed the backpack and the shoes, letting out a soft sigh before smiling. Bucky was home.
He looked around quietly before making his way to the bedroom. He leaned against the door frame for a long moment before making enough noise to alert the other to his presence. The last thing he wanted to do was startle him. "Buck..." He called out quietly in the dark room before he made his way over, crawling up onto the bed next to him. Now he didn't care that he was dirty. He just wanted to be close to the other man. He wrapped an arm around his waist, pressing close.
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If he hadn't worked himself away from old habits, there might've been a knife at Steve's throat once he had gotten close. But now, he slowly opens his eyes at the feeling of Steve climbing onto the bed next to him and his arm around wrapped around his waist. He'd be lying if he said he didn't miss this. Being close to Steve like this reminded him of the old days. It was comforting.
His eyes try to adjust to dim light as he looks up at Steve, voice raspy from sleep, "Hey.."
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"Hey. Don't gotta wake up for me, Buck." He murmured, getting settled in against the other's side as he stayed close. His fingers spread against the man's side for a moment before he pressed a hesitant kiss to his shoulder. "Might be more comfortable if you stripped down though. Slept in your underwear?" He smiled softly before he pulled away to do that himself. He'd kicked his shoes off already and now he stood so he could pull the dirty clothes he'd been wearing off. His shirt landed in the laundry basket and he looked down at himself in the dim room. He had a couple of cuts, though nothing life threatening. They would likely be healed by the next day. "Should probably go clean up some first, huh?"
He brushed his fingers through his hair, just looking at Bucky on the bed. "I missed you. Glad you came back." And he knew that the other could hear the unspoken words there, the fear that someday...Bucky might not come back at all.
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Bucky sat up slowly once Steve had gotten out of bed, making no effort to get undressed just yet as he watched Steve take off his shirt. "You should. I'll be here unless you want me to tag along?"
He smiles softly in the dim light, "Missed you too, Steve. You know i'll always find my way back to you." He knows that Steve worries about him when he leaves and is gone for weeks at a time with little to no warning beforehand. He makes sure to come back in one piece besides they're all they've got left. Old men out of time catching up on moments lost.
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"If not maybe you could tag along. We could shower together. You know I like washing your hair and back." He teased, chuckling softly and winking at him, the smile on his face warm and happy. "I know you will. Doesn't mean I don't worry sometimes. Kinda have to in our line of work."
He let his pants fall, bending and scooping them up so he could toss them in the clothes hamper. "If you're still tired after a shower we could lay down again. I was thinking about ordering some food later and maybe just relaxing while watching a movie."
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"I'd like that, yeah." He grinned, that wink of his and that smile always manage to steal his heart every time. "Thank you, for worrying about me. I still worry about your punk butt when I'm not here." He jokes, he never really stopped worrying about him, really. Even after he turned into a completely beefcake.
Bucky slides off the edge of the bed to stand, his fingers finding the hem of his shirt as he pulls it over his head and adds it to the pile in the hamper. "Food and movie sound great. Not sorry, if I end up falling asleep on you at some point though." He knows he'll drift off if Steve runs his fingers through his hair. That was just the law when it came to that sort of thing.
He works off his pants and tosses those in the hamper as well before stretching on his way to the bathroom to get the shower started, knowing Steve would surely follow.
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"Oh yeah? I think my punk butt does just fine." He teased back as he finished undressing. He did follow after Bucky, smiling as he stared at his body just like he always did. He stepped into the bathroom and over to the other man. There was a long pause before he curled an arm around him. He nosed at his jaw, sighing quietly. "Like I said, I'll always worry. Just...make sure you come home. Dunno what I would do without you." He murmured, smiling against his skin.
After a moment he turned his head so he could lean their foreheads together, staring into his eyes. "Pretty sure I'd be completely lost." He breathed before finally letting his lips brush against the other man's.
Dr. Angela 'Mercy' Ziegler ⛨ Overwatch ⛨ OTA
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