Soulmate Part 3

Soulmate part 3

@thessaswea @goddess-of-silvers @wanderingkat77

“How is finding a soul mate put a person in such bad mood?” Thor asked to no one specific.

“It’s Bucky. He is always in bad mood.” Sam answered him.

Apparently Tony was recording the gym the entire time. Steve and Bucky were still in there. As soon as Steve came out of the initial shock, he did a little happy dance, which in turn sent Bucky into shock. In the meantime Tony made Friday announce the news to all the Avengers. Everyone gathered to see Bucky’s confession.

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Once Steve gained control on himself he started asking questions.

“Who is she? Is it a she?”

This brought Bucky out of his trance. He frowned.

“Yes it is a she.” He growled back at his best friend.

“What is her name? How does she look?”

This made Bucky bow his head down. He could feel his heart breaking with each passing moment. His eyes nearly watered.

“I don’t know.” His replied with his broken voice.

The change in Bucky’s voice alerted Steve. He quickly got in to Captain America mode.

“What happened?”

Bucky did not know how to answer that question. Somewhere in his head he thought that his soul mate recognized him and ran away scared. At least the rational part of his head thought that. But another part of him believed that it was not the real reason. He did not know what to think. He told everything to Steve, hoping to find an answer.

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“That makes sense.” Scott said breaking the silence of the room.

“How does it make sense to you Lang?” Bruce asked.

“The girl could have easily run away from him-” Scott would have continued but stopped as soon as he saw Natasha giving him one of her famous murder glare.

“I don’t think it is the reason. Barnes could have had a mis-understanding.” Vision argued.

“Well there is no way to confirm that.” Sam replied.

“Or maybe there is.” Tony said.

“What?” Wanda asked suspiciously. Everyone immediately thought of Tony’s latest adventure. They were not in mood to any weird experiments.

“Oh, you just wait and watch.” Tony said excitedly and ran off somewhere.

“Anyone has a bad feeling about this?” Bruce asked quietly. All hands were raised in answer.

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Bucky was sitting in the common room, watching TV or at least pretending to watch. His mind was elsewhere brewing various scenarios about his soul mate.

Everyone was in the room pretending to do one or the other thing. Bucky sensed the change in atmosphere. He did not question it because he knew that it was pointless. Giving everyone a cold look and sparring Sam and Scott a harsh glare, Bucky turned his attention to the TV.

Tony came rushing into the room and stood in front of Bucky, blocking his view to the TV.

“Move.” Bucky warned him. Instead Tony threw a file at him.

“Read.” He ordered.

Bucky picked the file and opened it. In the very first page was your photo. His eyes grew wide, his breathing stopped. It was his soul mate. The file contained her details. His heart swelled with happiness.

“Y/N Y/L/N” he thought.

A smile was formed on his face. Every Avenger was trying to read Y/N’s information over Bucky’s shoulders.

“She is beautiful.” Wanda said.

“Yes she is.” Bucky agreed. For him she was the most beautiful being. Her soft brown eyes, her short messy hair. Everything about her was beautiful to him.

“She was in the middle of an important meeting when she felt the mate pull.” Tony explained.

“So she did not run away getting scared of him?” Sam asked.”Aww man. That would have been more interesting.”

Bucky heaved a sigh of relief and a thought came to his head making him frown again.

“Are you not going to get her Buck?” Steve asked.

“No.” Bucky replied still staring at Y/N’s picture.

“What?”

“Why?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you crazy?”

Everyone started asking at once.

“Shut up. It is my soul mate. It is my decision if I want to meet her or not. It’s none of your business.” Bucky shouted.

“But why?” Steve asked.

“Because I don’t want to drag her into my mess. I don’t want her to put her life in danger. And because-“ Bucky stopped.

“And because what Bucky?” Steve asked.

“Because I don’t want to hurt her.” He said softly.

No one knew how to change his mind as they knew how risky it was to be associate to Avengers.

Ding

“Hey everyone! What happened?” Peter asked cheerfully.

Instead of reply everyone started leaving the room.

“Scott? What happened?” Peter asked again. And Scott filled him in.

Part 4 will come up soon and it would be the last of the Soulmate Series.

Thank you.

Happy Reading!

She is my world

here you go... i hope you like it.

Note: i have no idea how voodoo works. i have used my imagination

Everyone had gathered at the McCall house to solve the latest problem. Everyone except Stiles. He was at Quantico for his FBI training. In spite of being busy with his own stuff, he had managed to find information regarding their current problem- a psychopath who slaughtered young women, with an axe. They all were currently staring at the print outs of Stiles’s information while he was briefing them through Skype.

I think it’s some kind of ritualistic killing. I have seen the crime scene pictures which dad sent me. You see this symbol- showing them a symbol- it is voodoo. It’s mainly used during sacrifice. There is more to it, but I need time.

It’s okay man. This is enough for now. Now that we have a basic idea, I am sure Y/N can find about more about it. Scott replied.

Y/N got to work and Stiles told them his goodbyes. The rest of them were trying to find if there is any link between the three murders. So far they were running empty in ideas. Until Y/N found something.

Got it. Stiles is right. That symbol is used for ritualistic sacrifice in voodoo. What I find interesting that this ritual is used to attain beauty beyond measure.

That is why only young women were killed. And no doubt they were exceptionally beautiful. Lydia said.

We need to find this killer. I don’t want to be someone’s sacrifice. Malia said.

Liam and Mason looked at her.

What? You don’t think I am beautiful?

Before either one of them could reply, Scott interrupted them.

Come on. We have to find this person. I’ll tell Sheriff what we have found. And ask Parrish to come.

After he made the call he sent Liam and Mason to look in the streets. Malia and Lydia were to go to places where people gathered and try to find any suspicious looking person. Scott was going to check the woods, and Parrish would join him later.

What about me? Y/N asked.

Huh?

What am I supposed to do? She asked again.

You’ll stay here. Scott replied as if it was the obvious answer.

No I’m coming with you. She said firmly.

Scott was about to argue but Lydia stopped him saying

We can do with an extra pair of eyes, Scott.

Reluctantly Scott agreed to let Y/N go.

In the woods

It had been more than an hour in the woods and Y/N was already pissed off. Scott was acting weird. He would not let you out of his sight. He constantly had held your arm and pulled you wherever he went. In normal circumstances she would have liked it. But at that moment she was beyond annoyed.

After searching for another couple of hours they decided to turn back. They met others in front of the animal clinic. Seeing  Y/N’s pissed off face, Lydia asked.

What happened?

Ask him. Y/N snapped pointing at Scott.

Lydia gave him a what did you do? look.

I just was trying to keep you safe. He replied.

Safe? Safe from what, Scott? I can look after myself. I took training from Derek and Argent. I can defend myself. Hell I can even defend your arse. She told him and walked away. Lydia and Scott watched her walk away. The banshee turned to look at Scott.

She is right. You know that.

I know Lydia. But I will not able to live if anything happened to her.

Hearing this Lydia could not help but ask

Why do you care?

Scott did not reply immediately. He too wondered why did he care. Before he could think any further he found himself saying

Because she is my world.

And Now They Are Jealous!

This is something which I had written ages ago. Please let me know how it is. You can imagine your own characters. 

It was a small get together three years ago, planned months in advance, when she had become an object of joke among her friends. She sat their laughing, playfully arguing back, but no one could see how her heart ached at the words thrown at her. All because she had never been in love. Because she never had that ‘special someone’ to hold her hand, to hug her tight and kiss her fears away. She never had that ‘special someone’ to surprise her with gifts, who would take her out for a romantic dinner and who would tell her ‘I love you’ when she was upset.

They started advising her on what to wear, how to talk, how to walk. The told her to mellow down a bit on her strong will, be shy and coy instead of speaking her mind. They simply told her to tone down the very attitude which not only defined her , made her stand out in the crowd , but also attracted them to her in the first place. Though they did admire her, they weren’t  sure that she will ever come across a man who would accept her as she is, without any compromise.

Today she walked into the same room, among the same people, hand in hand with a person she called her ‘life’. She was the same person they had known for years- strong-willed, frank and unapologetic. If anything changed in those years were her smile- which was more genuine, her eyes sparkled with joy and happiness, confidence radiated from her. All her traits which made her unique, for which she was laughed at, were amplified.

The man next to her held her with so much care, as if she was the most precious thing in his life. His eyes were filled with love and adoration for the woman beside him. He watched her interact with other, listening closely to each and every word she had spoken, paying her his undivided attention. And when he thought no one was watching them, he would give her a quick peek on her cheeks, which would result in her blushing madly.

But they saw. They saw them madly in love with each other. They saw her- still the same, true to herself and uncompromised. They saw him happy, sated and proud. They did not know their struggles, they did not know the pain and hardship they had to face- to achieve such love. No, they did not know and they did not care. But hell, they were jealous.

Jealous Kol

You walked hurriedly in the direction of Mikaelson compound. Kol Mikaelson had called you two days ago and asked you to come to New Orleans as soon as possible. And you did. You were packed and ready for the airport in half an hour. Leaving your life in the middle for anyone was not your character. But this was your best friend and your Sire. Turning you into a vampire, Kol had saved your life. You would always be grateful for it. Hell you would take a stake for him. But he didn’t have to know that. There was no need of boosting his already big ego.

You entered the compound and used your advance senses to find Kol. Instead you sensed your second favourite Mikaelson. Elijah.  Hearing someone entering the compound he had come out to check. There was a big smile on his face when his eyes found you. You both hugged and greeted each other.

“You look well, dear Y/N.” he said.

“And you look as handsome as ever” You replied.

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When Kol returned from his hunting trip, he heard sound of laughter coming from the kitchen. He followed the sound into kitchen and found Elijah cooking while Y/N watched him. They both were laughing about something. Watching his brother with Y/N, Kol’s blood started boiling with jealocy. He controlled himself somewhat and let them know about his presence.

“What’s going on here?”

Both Y/N and Elijah turned to see him standing at the kitchen door. Y/N rose from her seat to hug him. Elijah had a slight smirk on his face. Kol knew his brother was teasing him.

“We were just talking. Elijah has been filling me up. There has been lot of things happening with you guys since I saw you last. How long was that?” Y/N told him. Before he could reply, Elijah answered her question.

“More than 120 years. I could give you exact figure but I am not sure you want me to.”

“You know me well Elijah. I am impressed.” She turned to Kol said, “At least he used to write to me.”

Hearing this Kol’s lost his cool. He held you tight by your waist and was out of the compound within seconds leaving behind a very smug looking Elijah.

You were in an alley somewhere when Kol stopped. He turned around so suddenly that even with your super sense, you were startled. The look on his face was different.  He looked like he was struggling, struggling to say something. You waited patiently giving him time to put together whatever he wanted to say. But after a lot of pacing around he vamp speeded out of there leaving you alone.

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“- and he just left me there. I mean like seriously. He is the one who called me. He is the one who asked me to come. And he is just left me there alone. Who does he think he is?” you were currently venting out in front of Elijah.

Elijah had a slight smirk on his face which Y/N was unaware of. He knew what was wrong with his brother. He closed the book he was reading, stood up from the chair and hugged the girl. He knew his brother was in the house and he was clearing listening to their conversation. He comforted her.

“Talk to him. He will tell you. And make sure not to judge him harshly.”

And with that he kicked you out of the library, locked the door. Y/n stared at the door for a while, trying to process Elijah’s words, when she felt Kol’s presence next to her.

“What  do-“

“I love you.”

That froze her. “What?”

“I love you.” Kol repeated again. Still she kept staring at him wide eyes and open mouth. Not getting any reaction Kol was about to run off again, when they heard the library door open. Elijah walked out, caught hold of Kol’s hand to stop him from running and closed Y/n’s mouth.

“You both are so immature. By the way brother, she loves you too.” Saying that he pushed Y/n into Kol’s arms and walked away muttering to himself. “And please keep things a bit down at night.”

Requested by: @meghapillai

Prompt: “Hey! Can you do a fake Instagram or Twitter post ( your choice) with Sebastien Stan were he returns home from long shooting and his family ( his wife and kids) feel asleep on the couch waiting for him. Thank you. Also please tag me in it.”

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Sweet Dreams

this was requested by anon. i hope you like it.

BANG!

Bucky jumped out of the bed hearing the loud noise, ready to fight. He looked around confusion clearly written on his face. There was no one there.

BANG!

He heard it again. Completely awake by now, he walked towards the source of the sound. It was coming from Tony’s lab. He met Steve on the way. He too must have woken up hearing the sound. Both nodded to each other and continued walking. As they neared the lab, they saw Natasha walking back.

Don’t bother. The green guy is out. Tony must have done something to annoy him.

Bucky groaned. He rubbed his hand on his face. He had not slept for a long time due to a mission. He just wanted some quiet so he could sleep.

Let’s go back to our room. I don’t think we can do anything here expect hope that Tony will survive to see tomorrow. Steve said.

Bucky did not need to be told twice. He nearly ran back to his room, jumped on his bed and was out within few seconds.

BANG!

He woke up again startled. Looks like he was not going to get any sleep that night.

NEXT DAY

Bucky dragged himself to the kitchen. Between the loud noises and his nightmares he did not get any sleep. Pouring himself a glass of orange juice he sat on the high chair glaring into the space. He was so tired that he did not hear another person entering the room.

As soon as Y/N entered the kitchen, her eyes felt on the handsome winter solider. He was glaring into nothing. There were dark circles around his eyes. His eyes were less sparkly. His shoulders slouched. He looked tired.

Hey!

Bucky looked up and smiled.

Didn’t get any sleep last night? She asked. Bucky replied with a nod.

Nightmares? She asked softly. He shook his head.

Tony.

That one word was enough for her to understand.

Let me guess. Hulk must have made an appearance last night.

Bucky chuckled and said, Homerun.

Y/N shook her head and started making herself a strong cup of coffee. Then they both went back to their respective work.

Later

Y/N walked to the kitchen to get some snacks for her movie marathon. She saw Bucky eating a sandwich. She waved him and went to the refrigerator to get beer. Suddenly she had an idea.

Hey Bucky! I am going to watch some movies. Do you want to join me?

She did not dare to face him fearing rejection.

Sure.

Y/N gave him a big smile and started collecting packets of chips for both of them.

I’ll do that. You make popcorns.

Within 15 minutes they were armed with all kind of junks they could find in the kitchen and proceeded towards Y/N’s room. Y/N had already chosen the movies and they began watching.

##

They were in the middle of the second movie, when Y/N realized that Bucky was quiet. She turned to look at him and found him dozing off. She couldn’t help but stare at his face- it was so calm. He looked so innocent, peaceful. But she knew he was anything but that. She gently shook him. He woke up jumping and started looking around. Then his blue eyes found her brown ones.

I am sorry. I fell asleep-

Its okay, Bucky. You were tired. I can understand. If you want you can sleep in my bed.

No no no. It’s ok-

And he yawned. Y/N shook her head at his stubbornness. She got up, pulling him with her and pushed him to the bed. She switched of the TV. and joined him.

Bucky relaxed under her embrace but did not sleep. He simply stared at her.

Sleep. She commanded looking all serious. She could not help but let out a small giggle.

Bucky smiled and wrapped his arms around her. And thus he fell asleep, holding his dream in his arms, close to his heart.