hydratrashmeme | Dumpster #5: We didn't start the trashfire

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Long after he's otherwise recovered from being brutally tortured and raped by Hydra goons, Steve avoids physical intimacy. Not because he's afraid of reliving the ordeal, but because most of his moments of jumpiness have involved violently lashing out to defend himself. What scares him isn't the flashback itself, it's that he'll start struggling and seriously injure a more breakable partner.

So... it's almost a relief when his partner procures a set of heavy-duty wrist and ankle cuffs and offers to chain him down so they can finally have sex.

Give me sweet, hot, intensely kinky recovery sex, where on one level Steve finds the restraints calming/reassuring because they mean he can't hurt anyone else with his knee-jerk responses. But he's also constantly teetering on the edge of getting freaked out, because having sexual stuff done to him while he's immobilized is still an extremely loaded activity. The challenge, for both of them, becomes helping him keep his equilibrium and maintain a sense of control over the proceedings, even when he's physically barred from using his body to intervene.

+ The restraints are necessary, and he reflexively lashes out at least once
++ Steve giving orders and topping from the bottom
+++ Ordering his partner to touch him in the same places he was hurt, or even to fuck him, and enjoying it even if it gets him all tensed up

I miiight fill this. I'm extremely tempted. Do you have any pairing preferences or anything you definitely don't want to see?

OP

Oooh, I'd be delighted with anything you care to share!

Pairing preferences: You know, I realized I was unconsciously picturing this one with Steve and Tony. But Steve is my fandom bicycle, so if you'd rather write it with Bucky or Sam or Natasha or anyone else, run with it.

Do Not Want: Hmmm... to be honest, most of the PTSD symptoms that tend to be fanfic catnip? Vivid flashbacks, panic attacks, sobbing breakdowns, agoraphobia, flinching from touch, etc. Not because there's anything wrong with those, more that they're not what the prompt is about. But that's a preference, not a hard "NOPE."

(To expand on that: the trauma responses I really wanna see Steve grapple with are the ones that come from the combination of "danger instincts all knocked out of calibration" and "fight-or-flight reflex that's at least 80% FIGHT." Punching rather than flinching. Anxiety about sex that manifests as tense-and-defensive, not panicky-and-avoidant. If that makes sense? If not, disregard and just write what you want.)

(...80% fight? I think 80% works. Gotta leave room for the wry commentary and all that stoic jaw-clenching.)

Steve is my fandom bicycle, too. I haven't written Steve/Tony before so that might be cool to try.

Oh, don't worry, that makes perfect sense and it's exactly what drew me to the prompt.

Ohh, potential author!anon, you are singing my song. ♥

Steve/Tony is only occasionally my thing, but it seems kinda fitting for this premise--sardonic, maladjusted assholes cheerfully enabling each other's weird coping mechanisms. With kinky sex. And eyebrow-raising abuses of materials science to make bondage gear. And emotionally constipated willingness to repress PTSD unless and until you become a danger to your partner... at which point it's totally cool to turn it into a problem-solving exercise with the consent of all involved, right? Right.

Ohoho yes please!

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