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Previously Reioka. Lowly Marvel Erotica Blog. Reioka on AO3. Yeehaw I guess.

AurumAcadicus Master List

This is the shortened version of the master list. If you wish to see the longer master list with summaries of each AU, you can find it here.

Acting Fishy AU—(Stuckony) TW: Medical, Panic Attacks, Suicidal Ideation, Suicide Attempt (mentioned), Imprisonment

Alien AU—(Stuckony) TW: Permanent Injury (minor character)

Angel AU—(Stuckony) TW: Panic Attacks, Suicide (mention)

Animal Brides AU—(Stony) TW: Past Domestic Abuse, Past Emotional Abuse, Self-Esteem Issues

Anthro AU—(Stuckony) TW: PTSD (mention), Drug Use (but the drug is catnip)

At Your Service AU—(Stuckony) TW: Kidnapping, PTSD, Torture (mention)

Awkward Stepfather AU—(Stony) TW: None

BDSM AU—(Poly-Avengers) TW: Mob

Been There, Gun That AU—(Stony) TW: Past Domestic Abuse, Stalking, Assault, Guns

Bowerbird AU—(WinterIron) TW: Past Abuse (mention), Drug Use (mention), Alcoholism (mention)

Dolittle AU—(Stuckony) TW: Assumed Character Death, Homophobia, Past Child Abuse (mention)

Double Octo AU—(Stuckony) TW: Blood, Injury

Dragon AU—(Stuckony in future) TW: PTSD, Past Abuse

Faerytail AU—(Stuckony) TW: Past Kidnapping (mention)

Four Score AU—(StarkSpangledWinterHawk) TW: Sexual Harassment/Assault, Miscarriage, Domestic Violence/Abuse, PPD, Difficult Labor/Birth, PTSD

Halloween AU—(Stuckony) TW: Blood, Assault, Sexual Assault, Attempted Kidnapping

Jingle Your Bells AU—(Stuckony) TW: Anxiety, Depression, Self-Esteem Issues, Coffee Beans Are Basically Speed

Metallic Feather AU—(Stuckony) TW: Kidnapping (mentioned), Torture (mentioned)

Monster AU—(Stuckony) TW: Depression (mentioned), PPD (mentioned), Major injury/Blood, Kidnapping, Spiders, Snakes

Murder Strut AU—(Stuckony) TW: Kidnapping (but it’s comedy)

Peaches and Cream AU—(Stuckony) TW: None

Pencils and Pumps AU—(Stony) TW: Homophobia, Transphobia, Internalized Homophobia/Transphobia (but he’s unlearning it)

Plushie AU—(WinterIron) TW: Mental Illness, PTSD

Pokemon AU—(TBD) TW: Animal Trapping (mentioned), Child Abuse (Mentioned)

Punk AU—(Stuckony) TW: Abusive Ex

Regency AU—(Stuckony) TW: Canon Character Death, Emotional Abuse (past), Physical Abuse (past), Sexual Assault, Kidnapping, Gory Death, Major Injury/Amputation, Suicidal Ideation, PPD, Dubious Consent, Major Character Death, Animal Euthanasia (mentioned)

Sound of Music AU—(Stony) TW: Minor Character Death

Stark and Vinegar AU—(Stony) TW: Blood and Injury

Supernatural AU—(Stuckony) TW: Self-Esteem Issues, Anxiety, Canon Deaths, Stalking, Kidnapping, Canon Bombing, Shifted/Human Sex, Dubious Consent

Tony Makes a Porno—(Tony/Any/Everyone) TW: Non-Consensual Sex Tape Leakage, Infidelity as a Plot, Professor/Student as a Plot, Violent Foreplay, Consensual Non-Con, Sex Slave as a Plot

Werewolf AU—(Stuckony) TW: Bigotry, PTSD, Canon Deaths, Actual Cinnamon Roll Howard Stark

Wolves and Wings AU—(Stuckony) TW: Major Injury, Mention of Rape

One of the things I can agree with Boomers on is this different movie parts has to fucking stop. I’m not talking about sequels or anything. Sequels are fine. But the audacity to look me in my eyeballs and say “Mission Impossible Dead Reckoning............Part 1.” I’ll kill you.

Stop fucking trying to figure out other people’s sexualities fucking STOP they are allowed privacy I hate you I hate you I hate you the only reason you should be trying to figure out ANYONE’S sexuality besides your own is if you are planning to shoot your shot and are trying to figure out if they’ll be amenable

Pride Pocket12--I Wanna Be Your Dog

Kink belongs at Pride and as an ace person I’m personally sick of people using my existence to try and push it out, so this year I’m dedicating my Pride Pockets to Kink. Obviously this has awakened something in me. I’m suddenly in love with owners Steve and Natasha and their (sometimes) sweet pups, Bucky and Tony. Fuck. You can find this fic on AO3 (here). Look out for under the cut!

Tony was going to be visiting.

Bucky growled to himself, pawing at the basket muzzle over his mouth, the stainless-steel wires not doing much to hide his sneer. He paced the room once, twice, then turned to Steve with a snarl. He liked his hood better. He liked the way his ears flapped when he shook his head like that instead of the way these had to stand upright on the muzzle.

“The muzzle is a safety precaution that you agreed to previously. You almost bit him last time,” Steve said, unperturbed, and continued working on his crossword puzzle as if Bucky was not capable of body slamming him with his displeasure. He glanced at his phone as it buzzed, then began folding his newspaper away.

Bucky huffed to make his displeasure known again. Maybe if Tony wasn’t such a snooty poodle, they’d get along. As it was, every time Tony came over, he ate Bucky’s food, hogged Bucky’s toys, and stole Bucky’s bed. Admittedly, he didn’t know if Tony expected the same treatment from his apartment; Bucky had taken one look at Tony’s dog bed that was more expensive than his and Steve’s queen and decided he was too skittish to try for it. He was bulkier than Tony. He might have damaged it.

Steve stood and made his way over to him, casually scooping up his thick leather leash from the table as he came to a stop beside him. Bucky scrambled to get away from him, but Steve was used to him, easily snapping the leash’s clasp onto the d-ring of his harness. “Bucky, cut it out,” Steve ordered sharply. “Sit.”

Bucky waited two beats, just to show he was sitting because he wanted to, not because he was told to. He huffed again, scowling, as Steve tied the other end of the leash to the post under the breakfast bar. He waited for the telltale knock at the door, getting up again so he could put the force of his whole body into his barking. He was absolutely stunned when Steve simply walked over to the door and opened it to show Tony and Natasha outside it.

“Wow, texting actually worked. He’s not barking at all,” Natasha said, surprised, as Steve welcomed them inside with a wave of his arm. She opened her bag as she stepped inside, digging through it with meticulous focus as Steve helped Tony out of his long coat, showing off that he was wearing nothing but his chest and plug harnesses, decorated by fluff to really make it look like he had a poodle cut. She unearthed Tony’s black poodle hood and matching paws. “Be a good boy and sit.”

Pride Pocket12--I Wanna Be Your Dog

Kink belongs at Pride and as an ace person I’m personally sick of people using my existence to try and push it out, so this year I’m dedicating my Pride Pockets to Kink. Obviously this has awakened something in me. I’m suddenly in love with owners Steve and Natasha and their (sometimes) sweet pups, Bucky and Tony. Fuck. You can find this fic on AO3 (here). Look out for under the cut!

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Tony was going to be visiting.

Bucky growled to himself, pawing at the basket muzzle over his mouth, the stainless-steel wires not doing much to hide his sneer. He paced the room once, twice, then turned to Steve with a snarl. He liked his hood better. He liked the way his ears flapped when he shook his head like that instead of the way these had to stand upright on the muzzle.

“The muzzle is a safety precaution that you agreed to previously. You almost bit him last time,” Steve said, unperturbed, and continued working on his crossword puzzle as if Bucky was not capable of body slamming him with his displeasure. He glanced at his phone as it buzzed, then began folding his newspaper away.

Bucky huffed to make his displeasure known again. Maybe if Tony wasn’t such a snooty poodle, they’d get along. As it was, every time Tony came over, he ate Bucky’s food, hogged Bucky’s toys, and stole Bucky’s bed. Admittedly, he didn’t know if Tony expected the same treatment from his apartment; Bucky had taken one look at Tony’s dog bed that was more expensive than his and Steve’s queen and decided he was too skittish to try for it. He was bulkier than Tony. He might have damaged it.

Steve stood and made his way over to him, casually scooping up his thick leather leash from the table as he came to a stop beside him. Bucky scrambled to get away from him, but Steve was used to him, easily snapping the leash’s clasp onto the d-ring of his harness. “Bucky, cut it out,” Steve ordered sharply. “Sit.”

Bucky waited two beats, just to show he was sitting because he wanted to, not because he was told to. He huffed again, scowling, as Steve tied the other end of the leash to the post under the breakfast bar. He waited for the telltale knock at the door, getting up again so he could put the force of his whole body into his barking. He was absolutely stunned when Steve simply walked over to the door and opened it to show Tony and Natasha outside it.

“Wow, texting actually worked. He’s not barking at all,” Natasha said, surprised, as Steve welcomed them inside with a wave of his arm. She opened her bag as she stepped inside, digging through it with meticulous focus as Steve helped Tony out of his long coat, showing off that he was wearing nothing but his chest and plug harnesses, decorated by fluff to really make it look like he had a poodle cut. She unearthed Tony’s black poodle hood and matching paws. “Be a good boy and sit.”

Question for people who wear hijabs:

One of my ensemble characters is a Muslim girl who wears a hijab. The plot starts with this coed group of high schoolers wanting to go to the local con but hotels are way too expensive so one of the characters older sister allows them to crash at her apartment. Can Sadiya stay with the group if she (and the other girls idk) stay in a separate room (with a lock if necessary)? Also does older sister character need pans and plates that haven't touched pork or can she just wash what she has really well.

I mean obviously don't put my fic into the ai but I think it's really funny that alpha\beta\omega dynamics (which I write a lot of) is fucking it up for everyone

The thing I don't like about that "Tumblr is like your kid cousins making up rules for a game" post is that I have young cousins and I would absolutely play any game with them especially one they made up because I love my family and I respect kids and their autonomy. What a lovely bonding experience it is, me to learn a new game I will never understand just because it makes my cousins happy and my cousins being delighted that their older family member is taking an interest in their hobbies. Maybe I'm reading too much into it but the post had a disdain to it (toward children and family) that it set my teeth on edge. "I'm no fun and kids are stupid," it felt like.

I never know what poll I reblog is gonna resonate with people but you guys have OPINIONS on the water fountain lmao

I have my problems with Meghan Trainor but she really popped off with “you with your God complex, but you can’t even make life bitch”

Me: I can definitely do nonsexual puppy play

Narrator: She was wrong, of course, and she should have realized that as soon as she decided Bucky would have mounting behavior