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hydratrashmeme2018-05-26 03:51 pm
trashmod) wrote in hydratrashmeme2018-05-26 03:51 pm
Dumpster #5: We didn't start the trashfire
Welcome to the latest, greatest, scummiest iteration of hydratrashmeme. Come on in and please check your sense of shame at the door.
Rules in brief: Don't be a jerk except to fictional characters. Warn if you want, but read at your own risk, because this is emphatically not a safe space. Link your fills on the fill post. Unprompted fills: make a prompt or a header comment and reply to it with the full text. Continuations of fills from earlier rounds: just make sure you link in both places.
What's on-topic: Filthy and perverted twists on all the quality whump served up by Cap: Winter Soldier. Noncon, aftermath, uncomfortably sexualized violence, mind control, inappropriate uses of Bucky Barnes' metal arm, bad guys doing dirtybadwrong things to your faves.
What's off-topic: a/b/o, D/s-verse, soulbonds, mundane AUs, shippy/romanticized noncon, MCU heroes repurposed into OOC or edgydark delivery vehicles for your fave's suffering. If you've got a prompt for one of those burning a hole in your brain, head on over tomcu_trash.
[Rules in full] [Round 1] [Round 2] [Round 3] [Round 4] [Fill post] [Chatter post] [hydratrashmeme Pinboard archive] [Round 5 in flat view (comments in non-threaded chronological order, most recent last)]
hydratrashmeme. Come on in and please check your sense of shame at the door.Rules in brief: Don't be a jerk except to fictional characters. Warn if you want, but read at your own risk, because this is emphatically not a safe space. Link your fills on the fill post. Unprompted fills: make a prompt or a header comment and reply to it with the full text. Continuations of fills from earlier rounds: just make sure you link in both places.
What's on-topic: Filthy and perverted twists on all the quality whump served up by Cap: Winter Soldier. Noncon, aftermath, uncomfortably sexualized violence, mind control, inappropriate uses of Bucky Barnes' metal arm, bad guys doing dirtybadwrong things to your faves.
What's off-topic: a/b/o, D/s-verse, soulbonds, mundane AUs, shippy/romanticized noncon, MCU heroes repurposed into OOC or edgydark delivery vehicles for your fave's suffering. If you've got a prompt for one of those burning a hole in your brain, head on over to
mcu_trash.[Rules in full] [Round 1] [Round 2] [Round 3] [Round 4] [Fill post] [Chatter post] [hydratrashmeme Pinboard archive] [Round 5 in flat view (comments in non-threaded chronological order, most recent last)]
Fill: The Quiet Game (9/?)
They talked about it afterwards, lying safely in each other’s arms.
“They made you ask for it didn’t they?”
Bucky blew out a breath and pulled the blanket all the way up to his chin. “Yeah. They did. I really... I made a real show out of it, you know? I was hoping they would— do it outside if I was good enough. Somewhere the children wouldn’t see.”
“But they didn’t?” Steve supplied, eyes filled with hurt.
Bucky huffed darkly. “I begged them for it. No one would listen.”
“I’m sorry, Buck—”
“Not your fault,” Bucky cut him off.
“Maybe not. But still...”
“It wasn’t easy, you know?” Bucky went on undeterred. “Not that there’s anything easy about it but... With the children there— They were screaming and crying. It was tough. And Ward told me to make them stop or else...”
“How did you?”
“I played a game with them when it happened. The quiet game. Do you remember it?”
Steve frowned. “The one your mother always wanted us to play when she put Becca to bed? To shut us up?”
“That’s the one.”
“Yeah, I remember it. Wait... Is that what— What’s her name again? Shia?”
“Shila,” Bucky corrected automatically, used to his role as the mediator between Steve and the Wakandan people.
“Is that what she meant?”
“Yes,” Bucky sighed and them there was an awkward pause with neither of them knowing how to fill the silence.
“Arih told her. Ward wanted me to keep them quiet because it... You know, distracted them, and I remembered the game,” Bucky continued eventually. “I taught it to them so we could go to the king’s inauguration together and then we kept playing it sometimes so they wouldn’t interefere with my memory exercises. Shuri wanted me to try them at home.”
“Did it work?”
“The memory exercises?” Bucky asked evasively, already expecting a different answer.
“The game. You know what I mean, Buck. You don’t have to tell me about any of that if you don’t want to. I just want you to know that you can.”
“It’s fine. I don’t mind telling you. It’s just— I think I won. They uhm... The kids always do as I do, right? Which is good because... I didn’t scream a lot. They gagged me after the first guy.”
Steve inhaled sharply and looked away.
“Was it worth it?” he asked after a while. “Not fighting back?”
Bucky shot him a dirty look.
Steve raised his hands in surrender. “I don’t wanna pick a fight, I swear. I just wanna know how you feel about it. Honestly.”
“Why?”
“I care about you. That’s why.”
Bucky’s expression softened. He fiddled with the edges of his pillow, lost in thought.
“I mean... Worth their lives certainly but...” he trailed off. “I don’t know.”
“Do you regret it?”
Bucky looked at him gravely. “They could have shot me between the eyes instead but I'm still here, aren't I?”
It was clear from the self-depricating twist of his mouth that it didn't feel like a triumph. “I wasn’t gonna leave you behind after everything you did just to get me back.”
Steve took Bucky’s hand in his, holding on tightly.
“Then I’m glad you survived. I know it’s horrible that you had to go through all of that to do it but... I just want you to know, I’m glad. That you’re still here with me.”
He pressed a tender kiss to the back of his lover’s hand.
“Me, too,” Bucky said, starting to feel less and less like a liar. “Me, too.”
Re: Fill: The Quiet Game (9/?)
(Anonymous) 2019-01-16 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)Also, this:
“My feelings. My metaphorical dick, Buck. Didn’t they teach you anything but skirt chasing?”
Made me laugh out loud. Loving their banter!