Yes Bucky!!

Yes Bucky!!

Die Besessenheit: 16. Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me

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Summary: You have slowly worked your way through the writer’s ranks at the New York Times, finally securing your dream spot in the business section as an investigative journalist. However, turning down your boss’ advances lands you writing the article from hell: a PR-fix for the Avengers. Since the destruction of Thanos, the world has idolised the Avengers. They can do no wrong. You see through the facade and their ego. Forced to stay at the new facilities, you must live the Avenger’s lifestyle and document the life of an international superhero. You catch the eye of Steve Rogers, Captain America.

Pairings: Dark!Steve Rogers/Reader

Warnings: Dark!Steve Rogers, non-con, slow burn, love bombing, coercive control, stalking, non-consensual voyeurism, obsessive Steve Rogers, psychological focus, emotional manipulation, creepy Steve Rogers, somnophilia. No under 18s.

Notes: This is a collaborative project with the beautiful @sophiria . Please heed the warnings and tags, these will be updated as the story progresses. If you wish to be tagged please let us know!🖤 Please feel free to comment and reblog! We’d love to hear your thoughts 🖤

Chapter Notes: It’s here, guys. Steve’s plan is finally paying off. We would LOVE to hear your thoughts on where you think this is heading!

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                16. Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me

“No, please let me go,” you begged on your hands and knees as the knife sat in your periphery, the blood slowly trickling down the blade and hitting the floor before you. The dead body lying on the ground in the distance was just in sight. “Please, Steve, please.”

“Sssshhhh,” he cooed dropping to his knees before you, blocking your vision of the dead body and drawing you into a searing kiss, “I did this for us. I did this to protect you. I did this because I love you.”

The weight of his words crashed over you like a king tide and in that moment you felt as though you could not breathe without this man. “I love you,” you cried burying your face in his chest, seeking out the comfort of his warmth and strength. You needed him to keep you safe.  

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Until You Break My Heart [10/12]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Angst and actions that many people will disagree with Summary: Bucky Barnes, serial dater, has left a trail of broken hearts across Brooklyn. You’ve seen the damage firsthand, and determine to use your wit and ruthless charm to give him a taste of his own medicine. But what happens when you discover that he’s not the cruel man you’d thought, and your own heart is on the line?

The biting wind cuts through the thick folds of his wool coat – through the extra gloves he’d put on underneath his mittens, and the second scarf he’d wound around his head…it’s a horrible night, there’s no doubt about it. Even the stars in the clear sky are more deadly than pretty. Plumes of smoke from furnaces and fireplaces across the city, illuminated here and there by feeble street lights. Bucky walks faster to try to get some blood pumping his legs. 

A bad week, and a worse evening. Gone in search of answers, and none found. 

Few cars drive by. Rattling loud for the effort of making it through the cold snap, and Bucky brings his hands to his face to try to breathe some life through the mittens and into his flesh. 

Still three blocks from his apartment - but nearer than that is a golden glow from the glass windows of a church. Wreaths on the door, and the strains of an organ. 

Churches are always open, especially this time of year. Bucky starts up the steps, air seeping from his lungs, piercing like icicles, but the yank of a door handle, he steps into an entryway of burning warmth. 

He’s sweating at once. Peels away scarves and hats and gloves, tucking them in his pockets as the silence of the dim entryway sinks around him. Red carpets, elaborate carved woodwork - he glances around with interest, breathing deep a spicy scent. Absently rubs the palm of his aching left hand, staring through to the nearly-empty lines of pews. A few midnight worshippers, some lighting candles at the altar. The music, he realizes, is from a radio. Late for music, he thinks, and even the joyous strain doesn’t lift his spirits.

Just as Bucky is about to walk in further, to sit for a few minutes while he thaws - the door behind him surges open with a burst of cold wind, hitting him in the back of his head as he gives a grunt of pain, seeing stars. 

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Who Needs a Disney Prince When You’ve Got Bucky Barnes

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary – Bucky has spent years hiding from the world, but he’s finally ready to take his place in the limelight.  The question is…are you?

Warnings – Fluff, Mentions of alcohol…probably a curse word or two

Word Count – 831

Notes: At the end.

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tapestry 👑 XV

Warnings: eventual dark elements (tags to be added as fic continues)

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 pieces begin to move.

Note: Alright I eked out another chapter so here we go, on 15! already. What the hell y’all? This is wild. I mean come on. Wowee. Anyways, I’m running out of ways to thank you guys so just read the chapter already, lol.

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There was a bench on the upper floors where you liked to sit and watch the snow fall. Since your isolation, it had become ritual. You and Marge would perch on the wooden seat and stare out into the royal gardens, the hedges barren and coated in white. The sky was a pale shade of grey and the castle wall loomed like a giant sleeping beneath the snow. You found yourself lulled but the rare sense of peace.

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The One with all the Puppies, Part 1

Tony thinks Y/N and Peter are hiding something from him, but what is it?

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A Maddening World (Peter Parker X Reader) - Chapter One

Summary: (y/n) was only trying to get volunteer hours in order to gain admission into NYU. However, the Stark Mental Institution held more than she bargained for when she meets her patient, Peter Parker. She never planned to get mixed up with someone who is set on the idea that an alien named Thanos snapped half of all living creatures away and made everyone else forget, yet here she is. The universe has a funny way of trying to correct itself.

My life loves to be one adventure after another, which is why I was hoping to have a calm summer. Of course, this couldn’t happen. At least it couldn’t once my school counselor told me that I could kiss my dreams of going to NYU down the drain if I don’t get something impressive on my resume.

This is what led me to currently be on my way to the famous Stark Mental Institution with my best friend and life saver, Liz Allen. We’re part of a program that takes in young teens from local high schools and gives them a summer volunteer opportunities. It’s great on college applications, so why not? We’re about 5 minutes away and I still have no idea what I’m going to do. We’re supposed to get a talk about how we should go around and help the patients when we get there. Luckily, we’ve been assured that none of the patients that we’ll be working with are dangerous, which is why we’re allowed to be a sort of nurse to them. The silence in the car was thick until Liz broke it. “How do you think it will go?” “I don’t know. Good, I hope,” I replied, nervously picking at my cuticles. Silence rested over us again until we pulled up to the building. We piled out and I watched as our cab driver blended into the heavy New York traffic. I turn to find a man in a crisp black suit, that looked to be about in his 40’s. “Hello, my name is Mr. Hogan, I’m the head of staff and security here,” the man spoke, “If you would please follow me.”

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