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Dumpster #2: ...'Cause a Hydra Trash Party don't stop

Unholy hell-miracle achieved! Welcome to Bad Guys Do Bad Things To Your Faves 2: Electric Boogaloo. AKA the seamy sexual-violence-and-violent-sex underbelly of Captain America fandom, AKA the Hydra Trash Party kinkmeme. As usual, BLANKET NON-CON AND NSFW WARNINGS apply: just assume going in that everything in this landfill is unfit for human consumption.

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i'm LOVING all these weepy bucky prompts lately & god i really want to write this

the other scenario i can see is:

in recovery, bucky has a tendency to say "it's fine, i'm fine" even when things are waaaay far from fine. could be for any number of reasons: denial, guilt, general pigheadedness, etc. so over time steve learns to be wary of bucky's assurances of fine-ness, because they're usually hiding something.

fast-forward to them attempting to have sex. everything is going well and then all of a sudden bucky just starts sobbing. and of course steve is horrified and wants to stop but bucky's like "it's fine! no, really! everything's fine!" but steve's heard that line before, so he's skeptic and worried and doesn't want to continue. cue bucky having to convince steve that it's okay to fuck him while he's crying his eyes out, that he really is fine, that he wants it, that this is just how things are now. and eventually they have hot, desperate, tearful sex. the end

(i feel like this is more cute than trashy tho. lol what does that say about my standards of cuteness)

No, really. He spends his days trying to "walk off" a shitload of traumatic stuff, plus he's lonely as hell and probably completely touch-starved (because I say so). He keeps his chin up and is all dorky about it because STEVE, but when somebody finally touches him for real, the floodgates just open.

If it's Rumlow, they'd probably spend the night outdoing each other in making stupid jokes about it. Rumlow because he's cruel, and Steve because... it's really silly, right, and that's how he deals with emotions anyway.

+ 1000 dying stars if Steve winds up in Sam's bed later and expects a similar experience, but of course all the comfort happens

A LOT OF YES TO THE BODY OF THE PROMPT AND EVEN MORE YES TO THE BONUS.

This is so amazing, including the bonus.

aaaaaaa yes please, especially to the bonus if Steve goes along with Rumlow's mean joking because he's trying to laugh off how much Rumlow laughing at him hurts, and then Sam being comforting about it breaks him all the more

Haha what no it's always been 19 chapters, shhhhh

Only person who needs more tying-down for aftercare than for actual subbing, that's our Steve. ;)

Thank you! :D :D :D

YES this is great *throws paper balls at you*

ok, so we all know the winter soldier's tough as hell and he's probably really good at biting his tongue even when he's in pain. villain of the week finds that incredible boring, and orders him to give a constant string of status reports while he rapes him.

I always have a hankering for more fic about Hydra breaking Bucky, so let's set this there: as part of his torture, Bucky is subjected to a violent rape. I'm talking as brutal as it gets. They beat him, wrench his limbs around, break a few bones, introduce knives and electricity into the fun, rip him up. It's as much torture with concurrent fucking as it is a rape. The kind of thing that would get Steve Rogers to cry if he ever heard it described to him.

+ if Hydra liked to torture Bucky until he begged to give them the only thing they'd accept in exchange for mercy: sex. Only this time they make the sex more agonizing than the torture was

The Winter Soldier is sent out on what's supposed to be a brief, simple undercover/sneak mission, where, say, the assassination is supposed to be mistaken for a natural death. Completely unexpectedly, he lands in a situation where the only way to complete the mission within parameters is to let the target (+ target's buddies?) fuck him.

I'll send you everything in the dumpsters behind my apartment if:

+ Hydra throws some serious victim-blaming Bucky's way. How did he get himself in that predicament? Why couldn't he have thought up a better escape? Is this how the Fist of Hydra is supposed to operate? His superiors are disgusted with him and want him to know it. I won't complain if they feel like punishing him as well.

+ No one at Hydra had ever raped him before. This was his first. (But perhaps afterward a few Hydra guys do get it into their head to fuck him now that they realize it's possible, and Bucky blames himself for giving them the idea, as well as for the original rape.)

+ Maybe post-Hydra Bucky, who's been reassured over and over that he's in no way at fault for anything in the Hydra era because all concept of resistance had been burned out of his brain, is too humiliated to admit that his first/only rape was in a situation where he did know he could fight them off, but chose not to.

the second bonus omg

bonus to the second bonus: Bucky knows the Hydra agents who rape him aren't supposed to do that. He knows if he reported them, it would stop. But he can never bring himself to, because the punishment/blaming was so horrible last time

I like this...works well as a one-shot, too.

I love it, so many possibilities!

This story needs to happen.

The Winter Soldier completed his latest mission flawlessly, but somehow also did something to piss Pierce off. Pierce can't punish him outright -- he did his job just fine. So instead he "rewards" him... by commanding a handful of Hydra agents to rape him under Pierce's supervision.

What I'm really looking for out of this prompt is a fucked up dynamic where Bucky keeps being told he likes this, but he hates it; and meanwhile, the rapists love it, but have been told to act like it disgusts them. The end result is that Bucky thinks he must surely be enjoying this, because Pierce did it to be reward him. Pierce is never wrong. And, furthermore, he's made to feel that he and his pleasure are disgusting to others, and that he's inflicting himself on his rapists. So:

+ The Hydra agents complain, grimace, and act like they're fulfilling some gross chore under duress.

+ Pierce directs them to do terrible things, all for the asset's 'pleasure.' "See if your fist fits in. Now, I know you don't want to, but he loves it; your job here is to give him his reward, no matter how distasteful."

+ Some things the asset does 'like,' as in, they physically feel good, and others are just horrible and painful; but no matter what, he makes sure Pierce knows how grateful he is. He doesn't want to seem unappreciative of what he thinks is intended as a gift. He's so starved for praise and affection that he's desperate even for this.

+ Bucky ends up feeling so disgusting that he's grateful Pierce, with whom he is in regular sexual contact, is willing to stoop so low as to have sex with him.

And:

++ if there is room for it I would LOVE to see the post-WS fallout of this somehow

Because decades of man-on-man Hydra rapes, Bucky basically can't get it up with a woman anymore, certainly not if he's expected to be the more active party. He can't get hard during a blowjob, he can't stay erect long enough to actually have intercourse.

He wants to, he tries, but he just can't. The more he tries, the more he can't, of course.

He suspects he might still get gratification from being fucked and humiliated during sex, and in a moment of desperation he ends up asking Nat for help.

Basically he suspects he might need to be dominated, fucked hard with a strapon, maybe be slapped around some and be called names and humiliated.

Nat is sort of cool with that, she's not squeamish about sex, but Bucky is still incredibly embarrassed and full of guilt about needing this (and also remembers penetration being brutal and painful, so he's scared), which causes it to fail at first, too, causing even more angst.

Give me all the angst and tears and emotional pain of trying to make this work. Give me all the embarassment, guilt and feelings of inadequacy on Bucky's end. Physically, it gets him off, emotionally it wrecks him.

Bonus round 1: This starts out as somewhat of a business transaction where Nat sort of sees herself doing therapy for him, but they end up developing genuine, deep feelings for each other, causing it to be harder on both of them.

Bonus round 2: Especially the humiliation part becomes hard on Nat, especially realizing this has actually been done to him. Progressively worse top drop on her end would be glorious. Extra bonus if she actually enjoys fucking him, but feels guilty.

Bonus round 3: Falling in love with Bucky in earnest also brings up feelings of hurt in relation to her infertility. I do not like how it was done in AoU, but maybe someone here can do it better. It's not like she feels like a monster because of it, but she is surprised she actually might *consider* it, but the reality of her own body and the fucked up situation makes it crazy to think it, but she things it anyway.

Bonus round 4: Bucky even-ntually desperately trying to reciprocate and trying to please Nat sexually, but failing. Nat being sad but patient.

Bonus round 5: throughout all this Bucky repeatedly relives his trauma, but he's afraid to tell her in fear she might stop, until he too finally breaks down and Nat is angry but also deeply sad.

Bonus round 6: All the weepy loving and kissing despite broken dicks.

Yeah, I thought about this way too much.

Ooh, but what if it's actually bdsm porn? Like amateur, bad practice, skeevy bdsm porn? And Bucky doesn't exactly look happy or enthusiastic while being tied, beaten and fucked...he might even cry...and there's no aftercare, the even keep calling him a whore after the scene? And at the end there's a shot of his "Dom(s)" paying him. And Bucky thanking him/them for the money and the abuse, saying he needs both.

Basically is IS just flat-out abuse again, but Bucky thinks it perfectly okay because he "consented".

While staking out a target as the Winter Soldier, Bucky overhears him telling the story of Rapunzel (maybe to his kids, grandkids, nieces, etc.). Bucky kills the target per mission parameters, that goes off without a hitch, but for some reason the fairy tale sticks with him. Long hair getting someone freedom, but at a price.

In the depths of Bucky's thoroughly fucked-up brain, he decides to go for it. He knows his handlers won't let his hair grow any longer than it is already, but that doesn't mean he still can't make his escape. So he does the next most logical (to him) thing. He starts to scalp his victims (those who will end up being burned or otherwise rendered unrecognizable) and braiding the hair together. Or he stealthily cuts long hair from non-essentials when he's let out on missions. Eventually, with enough hair, he figures he will be able to be free.

The fact that he's not usually in a tower, or could far more easily just steal a rope, or could, you know, just walk away (until he's retrieved) doesn't quite seem to register.

Show me Bucky's fucked-up rituals, weirded out HYDRA agents realizing a serial-killer like trend in their killing machine, STRIKE agents seeing Bucky doing the scalping or hair-cutting when that shit was totally not on the mission sheet, or even an escape attempt (and subsequent punishment).

(OP was listening to Lady Gaga's "Hair" I'm not sorry.)

This is... god, now I just want the extra fucked WS remix to all of Grimm's originals. Because they weren't dark enough before, of course.

When he drifted to the surface, it was because he had a question to ask.

"Bucky?"

Bucky stopped the motion of his left hand, resting it on Steve's shoulder instead. "Yeah? Need something, doll?"

A little thrill raced through him on that single word, danger and affection and hunger all at once. He knew Bucky had used it on purpose, to make sure it belonged to moments like this and not the other.

Steve pulled away enough to actually meet his eyes. Bucky let him go but kept his hand steady on Steve's arm, looking back fearlessly.

"You said..." Steve watched Bucky's eyes, searching for the reaction that might give away the truth if Bucky hedged. "Before I made you stop. You said you might fuck me."

Bucky didn't look away, or even seem surprised by the question. "Like I said, pal, I was running my mouth. I wouldn't have. Not like that, not without planning it out with you first."

"So you do want to, then," Steve said, and it was less a question than he'd thought it would have to be.

It wasn't a surprise, exactly. It was what he'd anticipated right from the start--the worst hurt, the most intimate violation. It still shook him a little to know it was coming.

Bucky's gaze did dart away then, but came back quickly. "Yeah, of course I fucking want to, but not unless it's all right with you, and we figure out a way to keep me from hurting you too much. If I did try to fuck you dry, I don't care if you would heal, you'd better fucking stop me. That's way over the line."

Steve shook his head. "I know. I would've. So we just have to figure out--I could get myself ready before, if that's what you wanted."

"Stevie," Bucky sighed, and kissed him slowly and thoroughly enough to melt that icy anticipation in his stomach. "How about we save figuring out the next way I'm going to hurt you until after I'm done making up for this time?"

"You don't need to," Steve said, because Bucky hadn't really hurt him. But Bucky pressed his next kiss to Steve's throat, and then another just below his collarbone, and Bucky's metal hand was cupping one side of his chest. Bucky's metal thumb rubbed gently at Steve's nipple while Bucky pressed a kiss to his breastbone.

Steve's breathing stuttered, and he fell onto his back. He sounded unconvincing even to his own ears when he said, "Bucky, you don't have to..."

Bucky rubbed his stubbled chin against the exaggerated curve he'd made of Steve's pec, and the scrape made Steve's skin tingle and draw tight. "I know, doll. But I want to. Do you want to fuck me?"

Steve made a strangled hungry noise. Bucky was already laughing under his breath when Steve said as evenly as he could, "Of course I fucking want to, Buck."

"Think I can get you up for it?" Bucky asked, his right hand already skimming down Steve's body toward his stirring cock. "Or did you want to just cuddle naked some more? Whatever you want, Stevie. I'm here for you, doll."

"Well," Steve said, shifting under Bucky. "Now that you mention it, I could--if you really want to?"

"I really want to," Bucky promised. "You let me do all the work, okay? Gotta give you a nice memorable reward for being so good for me today."

Steve wanted to argue, but there was nothing he could say about Bucky choosing to fuck him like this that didn't apply equally to Steve letting Bucky hurt him in order to get off. He didn't really want to start an argument, anyway. He wanted to go on being close to Bucky, wanted Bucky to keep kissing him, keep touching him--and, as Bucky's hand brought his cock to full hardness with a few quick, tight strokes, he wanted desperately to get off in the tight heat of Bucky's ass.

It occurred to him to ask whether Bucky had done this before, but he swallowed the question before actually speaking. The answer, whatever it was, had a pretty strong chance of being worse than an argument for breaking the mood.

Instead he asked, "Lube?"

Bucky nodded but went on dropping soft, sweet kisses over Steve's chest and stroking his cock until Steve was panting for it, writhing under him. Steve gave him a gentle shove toward the side of the bed, just enough to dislodge him. Bucky made a showy outraged noise, but he was already shaking his ass invitingly as he turned away to yank open a drawer of the bedside table.

He spread his knees wide as he uncapped the tube, still facing the edge of the bed, and Steve watched him reach back with slick fingers. He circled his ass with two fingertips, getting it wet, and then pushed in, and Steve stared at the stretch of his hole, his fingers disappearing inside.

Bucky's hand moved fast, efficiently, twisting and pumping in and out. He could have been brushing his teeth.

Steve knew this wasn't going to feel good to Bucky the way it would for him, but he didn't want it to be entirely... mechanical. Even if--especially if--that was all Bucky expected from this part. Even if it couldn't be good for Bucky, it could still be better than that.

Steve rolled on his side and reached out, running his hand down over the cheek of Bucky's ass. Bucky froze.

"Sorry," Steve said, jerking his hand back a millimeter. "Should I not--"

"No, you," Bucky sounded a little breathless, and Steve wanted to see his face suddenly, wanted to know where he'd gone in his head to get himself ready for this. "You can, it's fine. Just surprised me."

"Come here," Steve said, flattening his hand to Bucky's flesh again. "Come over here, let me see you."

Bucky made a little frustrated noise but obeyed, moving to straddle Steve. He tried to do it facing away, but Steve guided him the other way, so Bucky was facing him.

It meant that he could see Bucky's cock hanging limp and unaffected, nudged out of the way by Bucky's wrist as he fingered himself. Was that what Bucky didn't want him to see?

Steve reached out and Bucky shook his head sharply, pushing Steve's hand away with his metal one as he started working his fingers in his ass again. "Don't--don't touch my dick. Don't try to make this good for me, okay? That's not... it won't help."

Steve had a bad feeling that Bucky had stopped short of saying that's not allowed, but he only said, "Can I touch you anywhere else?"

Bucky nodded. "The rest is all yours, doll. Just not that."

Steve took the lube from Bucky's metal fingers and slicked his own, keeping his eyes on Bucky's face. Bucky's eyes were nearly closed as he concentrated on his work. He kept moving his right hand between his legs, even when Steve reached back to touch. Steve pressed his finger against Bucky's rim where it was stretched around his fingers, felt the rhythmic motion of Bucky working his fingers in and out of himself.

"Do it," Bucky said, meeting his eyes and giving him a small, challenging smile. "Wanna be sure I can take you? Make sure."

Steve turned his hand awkwardly to catch Bucky's and make it still, and then he pressed his index finger to the base of the two fingers Bucky had buried in his own ass. For a moment he wasn't sure he could do it without hurting him--not from this angle, not without Bucky being a little more cooperative--but then his fingertip caught the rim of Bucky's ass and he was pushing into that heat, clutching tight at his finger but yielding to it. His finger was pressed to two of Bucky's, all three inside him, and then Bucky grinned and closed his fingers around Steve's and rocked them together, in and out.

"See?" Bucky said. "All ready for you, doll."

"It's not that I didn't believe you could," Steve said, letting his head fall back against the pillow, crooking his finger inside. "Just wanted to feel--"

He got just the right angle and Bucky's eyelids flickered down, his mouth falling open for a second.

Before Steve was even sure what he'd seen, Bucky was yanking his fingers and Steve's out of himself. He grabbed the lube from Steve's lax grip and slicked Steve's cock in a few quick motions. Bucky lined himself up, and Steve wanted to watch his cock slide into the tight grip of Bucky's ass, but he couldn't take his eyes from Bucky's face.

Steve saw it there again, as he struggled to keep his own eyes open with Bucky sliding down onto his cock. There was a flash of pleasure on Bucky's face--somehow, this did feel good to him. His cock was still soft, lying heavy between Bucky's thigh and Steve's belly as Bucky bottomed out, but there was something else going on here.

Bucky closed his eyes and rocked himself on Steve's cock, and Steve's breath caught at the sight of it. Bucky was taking his own pleasure, using Steve's cock to feel good.

"Buck," Steve said softly, his hands carefully resting on Bucky's thighs, still not touching where he was forbidden. If Bucky could...

But Bucky shook his head as he opened his eyes, deliberately leaning forward to change the angle. The greedy pleasure was wiped from his expression as if it had never been there, replaced by a confident smirk. "I got you, Stevie. Just lie back and think of--"

Steve groaned and shoved at him--half at the joke, half really wanting Bucky to go back to what he'd been doing, using Steve's cock. But Bucky pushed past Steve's hands, bending low enough to kiss as he started working his ass up and down on Steve's cock, clenching impossibly tighter at the top of each stroke. Steve couldn't help pushing up into him, kissing Bucky's open mouth when it was close enough, his hands running up and down Bucky's thighs, up his back, fingers spreading wide over his shoulders as Bucky rode him.

Bucky knew what he was doing, and it didn't take long before Steve was thrusting up into him constantly, making Bucky really ride him. Bucky took it perfectly, steadying himself with both hands against Steve's chest and teasing his nipples. Steve dug his own fingers into Bucky's thighs to keep from reaching for Bucky's chest--he didn't know if Bucky would like it, and if he did that might mean Steve shouldn't. He settled for fucking Bucky as hard as he could like this, trying to get the right leverage, the right angle, to wring one more second of surprised pleasure from Bucky.

He didn't get it before he tipped over the edge himself, the shocking rush of completion making him forget to want anything else. He came buried inside Bucky, his mouth open and head tipped back.

Bucky stayed close, and when Steve could start to think coherently again, Bucky was lying on top of him, his face tucked against Steve's shoulder. Steve set one hand gently on Bucky's ass, and he felt the full-body shiver that went through Bucky in response.

"I didn't lie," Bucky said quietly, clear enough for Steve to hear.

Steve winced. He hadn't been about to accuse Bucky of it, but...

"I can't get off on getting fucked," Bucky said, and the flatness of his voice wasn't so much calm as resigned. "Sometimes there's--there's a second where it feels good, right at the start. But then it's like candy. More is just more, not better, and too much more just makes me feel sick. Literally. As long as I don't try to get off on it, I don't feel sick."

Steve closed his eyes and ducked his head to hide his face against Bucky's hair, letting all the implications of that shake through him. They'd raped him. They'd raped him and made sure he could never take pleasure from it, and then they'd forced him to take pleasure from doing the same to others. Steve remembered all over again, Bucky saying you don't want it, and he finally understood what Bucky had really been saying. He'd known exactly what it felt like to his victims. He'd been one of those victims, and he'd been forced to do the same to others, knowing exactly how it felt.

Steve wrapped his arms around Bucky and said quietly, "When you're ready. When you want to. And I'll stop you if I need you to stop."

He felt some tension leach out of Bucky--relief at being believed, and having these limits accepted. Steve kissed Bucky's hair, running a hand gently up and down his spine, in silent apology for allowing Bucky to wonder whether he would.

"Maybe," Bucky said after a while. "Sometime. If you're sure you won't let me hurt you too much."

This is like the fucking best and greatest idea ever and it NEEDS to happen! I don't particularly ship this pairing but it's very underutilized in trash recovery when you think about how Natasha would have a whole different spin on things and a different dynamic with Bucky than Steve or Sam would.

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Dumpster #2: ...'Cause a Hydra Trash Party don't stop

Re: because of trash reasons, even when he's fine, Bucky cries during sex

What about weepy Steve though?

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Re: What about weepy Steve though?

Re: FILL: Lamb and Martyr, 14/19

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Re: Post-abuse cheap whore Bucky.

forced dirty talk?

violent rape

the Winter Soldier is raped, but not by Hydra

Re: the Winter Soldier is raped, but not by Hydra

Re: the Winter Soldier is raped, but not by Hydra

Re: Rumlow/Bucky, frantic sex

Re: because of trash reasons, even when he's fine, Bucky cries during sex

Re: Steve finds out and this time Bucky's nightmares really do come true

Pierce is a nasty old man (humiliation, gaslighting, victim-blaming)

Bucky's broken dick, Natasha strapon version.

Re: Post-abuse cheap whore Bucky.

Re: Post-abuse cheap whore Bucky.

Bucky tries to imitate Rapunzel in typical WS fashion

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FILL: Lamb and Martyr, 15/19

Re: Bucky's broken dick, Natasha strapon version.