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Everyone in the royal court needs some honey bc all this tea is making them bitter.
The tea is too hot
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Word count: 2561
A.N: sooo… it’s finally here! I decided to split this chapter into two parts, so the majority of the action will come in part 8 but I hope you like this one. I took me a long time to write and it might not be what you’re expecting, but I did my best to make it as enjoyable as I could for you guys. Tell me what you think!
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It’s slow at first, when your brain begins to wake up and your head clears up the slightest bit, but your mind is still sluggish from the pain and no matter how hard you try to open them, your eyelids remain closed as if they’d been glued shut.
You feel drained out and hurt all over, hyperaware of the feeling of hollow limbs and a burning sensation on your wrist.
The pain is so intense that you’re pretty sure you pass out again.
Sometimes, there are voices around you that you can’t quite register. Nothing more than murmurs to your ears, they seem to change from time to time, varying in both volume and pitch, and often disappearing altogether. After a while, you realize you’re the one that’s drifting in and out of consciousness, letting the waves of sleepiness come and go, letting them take you wherever they please.
One time you open your eyes and Sam is there clutching your hand, but the rest of the room seems like a blur, with you having tunnel vision that focuses only on him.
“It hurts” you manage to croak out, and he gives a small squeeze to your left hand right before he wraps a bandage around your wrist.
“I know, sweetness, I know.” He says “But I’m here to take care of you, go back to sleep” and by that point you’re not sure if what you’re seeing is a dream or not, but then Sam’s hair turns blond and his eyes go blue and you close your eyes, letting the warmth of the hand that’s placed on your forehead lull you back to sleep.
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pairings: Bucky x Reader (eventual) featuring Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson
warnings: none, this is all very introductory
a/n: Here we go! The start of something I’ve been working on for a little while and finally managed to finish! As this is being posted I’m actually on a plane from Greece back to Canaduh for 12 hours. Pray for my sanity and my knees!
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He’s never had it like this.
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You’re confident. In him, more than anything.
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Something baser. Darker.
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