Looking For A Heartbeat (ch. 22/26)

Looking For a Heartbeat (ch. 22/26)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Series Summary: You and Bucky used to be in a relationship. Feelings were hurt, you left.  It’s been two years and you’re back. You both will handle the reunion well, won’t you?

Word Count: 5,2K

Warnings for this chapter: fluff, cute kids, dad!bucky. 

A/N:  Thank you @suz-123 for being so amazing. I’m sorry for taking so  long to write this one.  For some reason it  was one of the hardest chapters for me. Ooo, I finally  have chapter count and I’ll most likely end it at the 26th.Links are messing up posts, you can find the masterlist link on my description.

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Take Your Time

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky braves a bar in Bucharest, unknowingly changing his life forever.

Warnings: alcohol, angst, mentions of abuse, mentions of cheating, mild smut

A/N: hello, everyone. This is the first time I’m posting a piece of writing on Tumblr. It’s inspired by the song Take Your Time by Sam Hunt. Please do let me know what you think, feedback is always appreciated. If I’ve missed any warnings, I’m so sorry, let me know. 

He had never been this far before. Perhaps far was too strong of a word, it was, after all, only across the street. And yet, to Bucky Barnes, it was as far as crossing the Pacific Ocean.  His heart was hammering like a freight train at full speed, threatening to burst out the confines of his ribcage as he placed a hand on the door. It wasn’t too late to change his mind, to turn around and run across the street and up the winding stairs back into the safety of the tiny apartment he was renting. But he willed his feet forward, not keen to spend yet another long night in the fragments of his lonely, jumbled mind.

The stench of cheap liquor and sweat hit him first, a few curse words and drunken chortles ringing through the air, punctuating the steady pounding of music. Bucky’s face involuntarily scrunched at that. He wasn’t sure what music he did like, but it certainly wasn’t whatever that awful electronic wail was. The other patrons didn’t seem to mind, too consumed in their beer to notice the man in a black baseball cap tentatively taking a seat closest to the door. He was so engrossed in scoping out an exit strategy, two or three in fact, that he didn’t notice her until she was waving her hand in front of his face.

Bucky jerked, trying to push down his instinct to throw his left fist at the sudden disturbance. She didn’t recoil. She didn’t even flinch. She held up her hands, as if to surrender, and then she smiled and he swore his heart stopped.

“What can I get you?”

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Mr. Self Destruct 3

Part One Part Two

Warnings: Bucky’s a bastard, control, PTSD and other lovely mental issues, noncon (oral, toyplay, restraints, vaginal and anal sex)

This is dark!Bucky Barnes and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary:  Bucky has been left by his closest friend. With no other choice, he works for Stark Industries in the name of both Stark and Rogers but before he can begin his new position, he is mandated to attend counselling. With you, the company’s resident therapist.

Note: I’m just taking a break from Tapestry for a day or two. I wanted to finish this little series first. This is just all the kink and darkness so enjoy. Love you all.

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Bucky didn’t show the next day. Even as you finished up with your last patient and waited around an hour. You laughed at yourself sardonically after you’d sat back and realized what you were waiting for. You expected to find him in your bedroom again but he wasn’t there either. He was definitely in control. Not just of the sessions, but your life.

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tapestry 👑 XXV

Warnings: dark elements, dubcon (oral)

This is dark!(king)Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.

This Chapter: The wedding day arrives.

Note: Okay, okay. It’s the wedding and I know y’all are thirsty wenches. I’m gonna keep writing however I want in this series because you know what, it’s fun and whatever happens happens. This is an adventure and we’re taking it. So without further ado.

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The two weeks spent at Heron’s Ford were both the longest and shortest of your life. You were reluctant to leave behind the crystal lake and the wading birds for which the castle was named. With your mother as your only companion, you whiled away the days and nights in a tenuous state of anxiety. The days ticked off until your inevitable doom.

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My Oh My

Warnings: Language, Smut-ish

Words: 1.1k

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

Summary: A Monday Madness before the Holidays. Hugh Ransom Drysdale might not be who everyone thinks he is. 

*Spoiler free: no movie connections whatsoever. 

A bad reputation, insatiable habits.

It’s a small town.

Finding out what bar he frequents is easy.

You also learn he’s a spoiled, playboy who has slept with nearly every single, attractive woman within a fifty a mile radius.

Douche. Prick. Asshole.

The laundry list of names everyone else has for Hugh Ransom Drysdale is colorful to say the least, but you’re only here for one reason. A low-cut pink blouse with a barely there black mini skirt and thigh high black boots to match should get you the answers you’re looking for – plus some.

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Midnight in Manhattan

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary – Ever since you were a child, one year for you lasts 366 days while the rest of the world only gets 365. When you finally meet someone you can see yourself falling in love with, will you find the courage to share your secret with him?

Warnings – Fluff, Angst, New Year’s Eve fluff, Mystery, and Intrigue…probably a curse word or two

Word Count – 5.1K

Notes: At the end.

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The first time it happened, she’d been twelve years old and she hadn’t understood what was going on. For twenty-four hours she’d hidden in her room with the bedcovers drawn up over her head as she quietly sobbed into her pillow. She’d hoped and prayed that her mind had conjured up what she could only assume was a nightmare that she was unable to wake up from.

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