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sugarcoated subliminality (don't wanna feel how i did last night) by ongelma
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
20 Aug 2023
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Gojo Satoru has an unconventional habit that he does while sleeping.
Megumi doesn't mind all that much.
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Or alternatively,
Gojo needs to learn how to keep his hands in check.
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and die he shall with the blade of my sword by ongelma
Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies)
09 Apr 2021
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Steve Rogers was thirteen, going on fourteen, when he knew with a certainty that Bucky Barnes was gonna break his heart.
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- Part 2 of sweet verse
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Steve loves him quietly, in private between the shadows. Tony loves him loud and for everyone to see.
“I can never love you, you know.” Steve says.
“I know.”
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A re-telling of the events of CA:TWS from the point of view of one hopelessly in-love Tony Stark.
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- Part 1 of the space between
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Es tan hermoso acostado sobre las sábanas ásperas, con sus interminables ojos azul marino, piel blanca y cremosa, y tobillos huesudos. Es un alfa y también Bucky.
Y todos saben que Alphas no van con Alphas.Esta historia pertenece a Ongelma, quien me dio su bendición para traducirlo.
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sweet little lies by ongelma
Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies)
12 Jun 2017
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He's so beautiful laying there on the scratchy bedsheets, with his endless ocean eyes, creamy white skin and bony ankles - he's an Alpha and so is Bucky.
And everyone knows Alphas don't go with Alphas.
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- Part 1 of sweet verse
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sweet verse by ongelma
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types
09 Apr 2021
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Bradley loved Jake. That part had never been in question. He loved Jake’s size, his strength, the way his body filled every doorway, every room. The way he looked in flight gear, in nothing, in everything. He loved Jake’s sharp jaw, his calloused hands, the heat and weight of him in bed. That maleness had always been part of the draw.
And this—this lace, this softness, this vulnerability—didn’t take away from any of that. Not really.
Maybe… Maybe it added to it.
And then—unbidden—his mind conjured a new image. Jake, the way he looked now—solid, cut, masculine as hell—standing in front of him in those baby blue panties, that navy lace hugging tight around his hips. Or maybe the pink thong, stark against his tan skin. Lace clinging to muscle, soft against hard. Pretty and filthy all at once.
Bradley’s throat went dry.
Oh. Oh.
Okay. That… that he liked.
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Or, the one where years of whispered kinks and lingerie experiments lead to a birthday Bradley won’t forget—and a three-piece set that doesn’t survive the night.
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It turns out Bradley is an inveterate cuddler.
He seeks out Jake wherever he is—sleeping, reading, doing odds and ends around the house—and wraps his huge, overwarm body around him. He’s like a particularly persistent octopus, winding his limbs around Jake and nuzzling at his neck. Jake groans long-sufferingly and snarks each and every time it happens, but secretly he can’t get enough of it.
(In which Jake is still often freezing and Bradley, his human furnace boyfriend, feels morally obliged to do something about it at all times.)
A series of slice of life snippets post the events of low key in love, not necessarily in chronological order.
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- Part 3 of low key in love
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“Bradley,” Jake shouts, rooting around in his drawer. “Have you seen my brown…” His question trails off when his finger snags on an unfamiliar thin strap. “Shirt,” he finishes under his breath. As Jake lifts his finger up out of the drawer, his eyes widen at the sight of a pair of panties.
Tentatively, Jake raises them to his face and inhales, then gets so dizzy from how rapidly blood rushes to his groin.
It reeks of Bradley.

