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Dumpster #4: I Don't See How That's a Party

Okay, kids, you know the drill. Don't be a jerk except to fictional characters. Warn if you want, but read at your own risk, because

hydratrashmeme is about as far from a safe space as you can get. Garbage we like: noncon, whump, aftermath, violence, mind control, inappropriate uses of Bucky Barnes' metal arm, bad guys doing dirtybadwrong things to your faves. Garbage you should find a different trashcan for: a/b/o, D/s-verse, soulbonds, mundane AUs, OOC evil!good guys doing dirtybadwrong things to your faves, rotting leftovers dressed up as a romantic gourmet meal. Nothing wrong with 'em, but this isn't the crowd you should be pitching to if you're trying to sell Brock Rumlow as anything but a human dumpster fire.

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So good!

(OP) Another thought: Steve and Sam have to get each other back out of the corsets when the guys have left and it's... uncomfortable. Maybe they also have to remove objects that have been inserted.

...On even more thought, yeah, Sam, who was just raped and would at most like to maybe cry in proximity to Steve's shoulder instead having to let Steve jerk him around from behind to get the corset off and then fist him to retrieve some shiny bauble, for sure add that to the bonus list.

OP here! thank you so much ;o; i didnt even know google could do this magic...

oh m ygod please

Hydra captures Rumlow and punishes him for his failure. His former coworkers are not kind as they rape the shit of him.

Steve breaks into a hydra base to steal some info and destroy it from the inside, but on his way through he encounters Rumlow being raped. He has to decide if he's going to save him or not. He knows some of the awful things Rumlow has done, in particular to Bucky, but Steve also doesn't like seeing anyone being treated that way.

Bonus
+Rumlow thinks Steve wants a turn with him
+Rumlow doesn't want pity and says awful things
+Steve is squicked out

PLEASE

FUCK ;;;; these bonuses are so good!!!!

Not sure if OP is into this, but I couldn't help but think: what if Rumlow had previously done Trashy Things to Steve, thus adding an extra layer of "you're seriously helping me and not taking revenge?"

hmmmmmm, the idea has it's merits, and I wouldn't object to a fill like that, but I think I'd prefer it if Steve didn't have any personal experience with rape in this one and that finding Rumlow like that is the first time he's actually seen it. (heard about it before sure, but not seen)

Still if someone wanted to fill it with that extra detail I'd totally be up for that. It'd certainly lend weight to Steve's debates about leaving Rumlow there.

This smells like Captain America vs. Steve Rogers and it spangles my stars!

I'm not asking for much, but I would just love myself some Asset on Santa Pierce's lap...

HYDRA/STRIKE/board lab techs/whoever forcing the asset's hole open with a huge speculum and filling him with glass Christmas ornaments, then telling him that if he doesn't complete some impossible task, they'll take the speculum out and he'll have to push the ornaments out on his own.

+at least some of the ornaments break while he's trying to get them out

Merry Christmas? Oh man this prompt has kind of been following me around for a while and I finally found time to write it. Hope it's what you're after. Will get the rest up soon hopefully.

Italics are German. Was too lazy to attempt to actually translate. Sorry.

And I was inspired to research what they would have actually had along the lines of ring gags in the 1940s and came up with this little sucker, called a whitehead gag: http://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/9IAAAOxyOalTbVUs/s-l300.jpg. It was actually used for dentistry purposes, which is why it's vaguely familiar to Steve. I doubt he would have been able to afford dental work himself, but he might have seen it in use, or at least seen pictures of it.

***

“Send word to Herr Schmidt. Tell him we have Captain America.”

Steve yanked against the chain that kept his arms wrapped around the pole pressing horizontally against the small of his back, but, restrained as he was in an upright kneeling position leaning slightly forward, he didn’t have the leverage to break it. And, he suspected as the Hydra officers passing by paused to look at him with malicious intent in their eyes, he wouldn't be left alone long enough to try to free himself. The men looked like they were going to take full advantage of the opportunity to be alone with Captain America, Hydra’s greatest enemy. He could only hope the Red Skull would forbid them from doing anything until he got there. That would at least buy him time.

No such luck; it seemed the officers were unwilling to wait for instructions from their leader. One of the men left the room. The rest approached him, practically rubbing their hands together in glee. Steve didn't waste any time wishing he had his shield; it was on the other side of the room along with the sidearm he’d been carrying, his helmet, and his radio. Instead he focused on what he had, which was nothing less than an inescapable situation. Whoever had been in charge of restraining him had known what they were doing. He couldn't get his feet under him and most of his weight was hanging from the bar his arms were wrapped around. It struck him as maybe a bit over cautious. At least he could rest easy in the knowledge that Hydra had no idea what he was capable of and was frightened enough of him that they were willing to go to great lengths to make sure he didn't escape. It didn't help him any, but it gave him a sense of resigned satisfaction.

One of the men grabbed his hair. He yanked himself free, ignoring the pain of hair being pulled out, and tried to bite the hand that had grabbed him. The man pulled back and the others laughed. One of them said something in German. Steve had a basic understanding of the language -- enough to carry on a conversation and understand potentially relevant tactical information. “What did you expect?” the man said. “It's Captain America. He is not going to cooperate like some other American --” Steve didn't recognize the last word. He filed it away as something to look up later, pretending he wasn't about to be intimately introduced to the meaning of the word for a few blissful seconds.

“I wanted to see him resist,” the first man replied. The patch on the front of his uniform identified him as a Lieutenant Friedrichs. “It makes him look desperate. It's hot. Give me the --” Another word Steve didn't recognize. His eyes followed Friedrichs’ hand as someone passed him a rather unnerving contraption made of metal with ratchets and leather straps attached. It looked vaguely familiar but Steve couldn’t place it. Friedrichs took advantage of the moment Steve was distracted by the device and punched him in the head suddenly. Steve was still blinking stars out of his vision when someone grabbed his hair and held his head still while someone else grabbed his jaw and forced his mouth open. He felt cold metal between his teeth and pressing against his tongue and then the straps were buckled behind his head. Steve's head was released and he tried to yank it away but someone was holding the gag and he almost felt embarrassed by how easy it was for someone to hold his head in place.

Whoever was holding him wasn't unduly bothered by his attempts to get away, and suddenly there was an ominous clicking noise next to his ears. The gag widened and his mouth was forced open until his jaw ached and he felt sure he couldn't open it any wider. Finally, his head was released and he jerked away from the hand that had been holding him. Another lieutenant; Klein. Steve glared at the men standing over him, trying not to listen to the way his breath came through his open mouth like gasps. Friedrichs unzipped his pants and let them drop to the ground before stepping forward and fisting a hand in Steve's hair, angling his head back and holding him there for a second before his hard length suddenly rammed into Steve's throat, hitting the back of it hard and then pushing further, forcing his tongue down to make room for the intrusion.

Steve couldn’t breathe.

Maybe if it had happened slower or if he was calmer he could have approached the situation more logically; relaxed his throat and breathed through his nose and tried to forget where he was and what was happening. But it had happened very quickly and he was not calm and, just in case any part of his mind or body had missed the memo, he couldn't breathe. His throat was the first part of him to rebel, seizing up and working rapidly trying to reject the foreign object. He was trying to cough but he couldn't get enough air and it came out as a series of hiccupping clicks that jerked his entire body against the bonds that held him in place. He tried to slow down his breathing and focus; he knew his body was acting on its own and he might be able to fix things if he just focused. The dick pulled out a bit and slammed back in too quickly for him to get a breath and any sense of focus he might have had was in a different country by now because he couldn't breathe and it hurt and his entire existence was reduced to an almost forgotten sense of familiar helplessness as he realized he had no control over his body anymore and could only ride along with it and experience as it struggled to free up his throat so he could fucking breathe.

Friedrichs pulled out and thrusted in again and Steve's body stooped to a new level of desperation. He tried to keep his throat closed, but when it was being forcibly opened by someone's cock ramming down it, it was damn near impossible. His stomach won out in the end and he heard himself make a pitiful gagging noise as his body tried to pitch forward. Friedrichs must have realized something was wrong because he pulled out, just barely avoiding the deluge that followed; a half-digested C-ration from that morning, sporting an unpleasant shade of orange that it definitely hadn't been when it went in. Dugan claimed the Brach’s fudge tasted just as good coming back up, but all Steve could taste was acid.

As soon as he was done puking, he took a deep, shaky breath and was almost surprised to find that his throat was no longer blocked. For a few precious seconds he was just kneeling there, paying attention to nothing but the air in his lungs, eyes locked on the greasy trails his vomit left on his uniform. Then his mind finally caught up with him enough to process the fact that he’d just puked in front of five or six Hydra officers who were in the process of raping him. He started to look up, but as he did so he felt wetness on his face too high up to be the remains of his breakfast. Crying was normal during an asthma attack. It wasn’t necessarily because of panic - often it was just his body responding to a lack of air. It was a reaction he’d never been able to train out of himself, no matter how many times his asthma hit him at an inopportune moment and he found himself kneeling on the ground in an alley in front of someone who’d been in the process of beating him up moments before. It always made those moments worse when he couldn’t hold back the tears and gasping sobs and he had to rub his nose with his hand and make quick, abortive snorting noises because it would get so clogged up that even after the asthma attack subsided he still couldn’t breathe.

He didn’t want to admit even to himself that this time it might be because of panic. He lowered his head, clinging to some kind of feeble hope that maybe, just maybe they hadn’t seen the tears running down his face and the snot threatening to drip from his nose. He should have known better. Someone grabbed his hair again and forced his head up and back. Friedrichs again, still hard. “Disgusting,” the Hydra officer said. He evidently expected Steve to be more cowed after the way his body had just reacted to his situation, as Steve easily yanked himself free when he bucked his head forward.

It was a short-term solution. He was still stuck kneeling there, and when Friedrichs grabbed him again and forced his face into position he was being held too securely to pull himself free without being able to move. He could only watch as the dick went for his mouth again, and he suddenly became aware of the fact that he was babbling, or trying to. Through the gag it only came out as a series of breathy grunts and for the first time he was almost glad of it. He wasn’t sure what kind of words he would be saying if he could be understood, but even if every other part of his dignity was crushed at least they wouldn’t have heard him beg. A particular noise was repeated several times, a rounded O sound that he thought might be the tail end of the word “no”. Friedrichs, of course, paid no attention.

Once again, Steve’s mouth was full of cock pushing further and further back and once again he couldn’t breathe and he could feel his body convulsing against the restraints. He was gagging, choking and he couldn’t stop. He could only close his eyes and hope it would be over soon, before he passed out or suffocated or puked again.

Ah, here I am over a month later... I don't know if you'll ever read this comment but I just have to tell you

Fucking beautiful.

This was horrible and awful and amazing and how on earth do you do it, make something so completely awful and yet at the same time so unbelievably great? I'm breathless over here. I like to think I'm a good writer but holy shit I just don't get how you do this.

I don't even feel guilty for loving this. It's terrible. Horrible. I feel maybe guilty about how I don't feel guilty but wow. Best trash I've ever read, easily.

Either one on top. If Victor is on top please make him a smug sadistic pervert. If he is the vic (pun totally intended lol), make Wolverine rescue him in terrible condition.
Hydra involvement optional.

HYDRA involvement isn't...really optional. This is the HYDRA trash party, after all.

Poor Steve! This is great.

DA

I think it's more that we don't stray far from the MCU Cap movies? After all, we do have some pre-war trash that doesn't involve HYDRA. Not to mention whatever-the-fuck 4F-verse counts as...

(OP)

EEEEEK, this is great! Poor Steve. I like the begging he can't quite articulate because of the gag, and the way his body just freaks out when he can't breathe. Nice work, anon! I'm excited for the rest of this!

DA

Rules say cap fandom, which pre war and 4f fall under. Sabertooth or whoever isn't even MCU.

iirc there's been like red room stuff, too? And post-hydra trash.

A lot of Bucky's memories of cryo are indistinct and blurred; it usually took a few hours for his body to become fully operational as he slowly warmed up. During that time - fading in and out of consciousness, his body limp and pliant, practically paralysed - Hydra agents (and technicians) repeatedly took the opportunity to take their turns with the Winter Soldier.

Cue Steve waking Bucky up (having resumed/started up a relationship post-WS, not knowing about Bucky's sexual abuse) with a nice, slow handjob/blowjob/fingering, and all of Bucky's memories of waking up to being raped while he lay helpless coming flooding back. Optional: Steve doesn't realise that something's wrong until they've both come, and the ensuing aftermath.

+ If Bucky himself didn't remember his sexual abuse until that exact moment triggers it
+++ His treatment during the flashback/memories being particularly violent
++++++ The Winter Soldier being fisted and forced to orgasm

DNW: Bucky lashing out (physically or verbally) at Steve.

(nayart)
tbh i'm confused by any htp prompt where the characters can be switched. like, isn't this terrible people doing terrible things to your faves? i'm not seeing a lot of prompts for "rumlow raping steve, or steve raping rumlow w/e". i mean we've had bucky raping people but only under orders or as a trauma response/revenge?

idk if it's just me but it feels off here.

Hope this is alright for this meme, so here we go.

Before the war, Howard and Bucky had met through some S&M underground, something that at the time was deviant and unknown. Howard wanted to give over control and be taken care of and Bucky was willing and good in bed (also helped him direct his anger in a positive direction). Howard had the time of his life getting tied up, being paddled and whipped, fisted and having golden showers rain down upon him. All safe, sane and consensual.

But, after Bucky got captured by Hydra the first time, they did some digging and after Bucky was rescued, things were awkward between Howard and Bucky.

After the fall, Bucky’s mind is a little confused. Zola and his men use this to help with the breaking process, convincing Bucky that he deserves his fate, that he’s just the kind of guy who fits right in with them as he’s already a sadistic rapist, even showing him pictures of him in action with Howard as without context they do appear damning. There might even be some role-play involved where willing or not red shirts play his ‘victims’ to help with his conditioning.

Eventually Bucky brakes and believes that he used to be a rapist and submits to the brainwashing.

Up to Anton if they wish to stay there or go further in time.

Bonus:

A reunion is arranged between Howard and Bucky for a live performance and fresh blackmail/fap fuel.

Bucky makes an odd comment when sent out to kill Howard.

Zemo put some of those pictures onto the tape he made for Tony.

The pictures are discovered during the Winter Soldier trial.

Evidence of the truth comes out but Bucky's mind is so muddled he can't remember which is the true series of events and which is false. (Maybe he confessed to Peggy or Maria about his wild youth or felt guilty seeing Steve morn his friend.)

Steve has trouble accepting that his friend always had this dark side, remembering how Bucky and Howard avoided each other.

It's some boring night at any Hydra facilitt your heart desires. The only requirement I have that the Asset is there too because what else is there to do on a boring evening other than...

Mission Report Jukebox!

Aka Hydra goons make the Winter Soldier recite his mission reports as if he's some kind of jukebox or a McDonald's drive-in station...

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Christmas trash

Fill: Coming Back Up 1/2

Re: FILL: Out of the Night, 9/9 Re: Wanda in The Raft

(frozen comment) Not exactly Hydra but, Graydon Creed/Victor Creed brutal noncon

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Bucky/Hydra Agents, Bucky/Steve, somnophilia + flashbacks

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Howard/Bucky: Kinky past through a Trash Filter.

Jukebox Crack!