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Once Bitten, Twice Smitten {9}
Summary: Bucky’s been told to keep his werewolf hidden, to keep it a secret. So far, so good. Even enrolled at the local college, he’s managed to keep things under wraps. That is, until he sits next to someone he’s never seen before. Having transferred schools at the end of your junior year, you’re the stereotypical new girl. Settling into a new town is never easy, especially when there’s something going on with your study partner, Bucky. Word Count: 897 Warnings for the series: Alternate universe, supernatural elements, language, drinking, angst, fluff, sexual content. Warnings my change as series continues. Author’s Note: GIF Credit [X] You can also read this on AO3. Written for @heamarvel Hallmark Event.
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Three shots rang out, echoing in Bucky’s ears, his hearing amplified by the wolf made him cringe and cry out. His ears hadn’t yet stopped ringing when he caught a scent; bitter, copper; blood. The wolf whined, low and sad, large eyes roved over the woman in front of him, taking in her appearance.
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Unsteady
Summary: Imagine being friends with Bucky and always saying ‘I love you’ at the end of the phone call. One day, ‘I love you’ turns into ‘I love you.’ Word Count: 1,574 Square Filled: Friends to Lovers Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Warnings: Angst, blood & injury, nudity, language, kissing Author’s Note: GIF Credit [X] You can also read this on AO3. Vaguely inspired by Unsteady by the X Ambassadors. Written for @star-spangled-bingo SSB2020.
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Being friends with Bucky meant you had the privilege of being on the receiving end of his twisted sense of humor, always getting picked on, talked about like you weren’t even there, and getting tickled until you threatened to pee all over him. It also meant having someone to stay up late and watch stupid rom-com’s with, binge on pizza and beer, and be totally comfortable walking around in a tank and underwear with.
Not that you spent much time traipsing around in your panties, especially since your feelings for Bucky had somehow catapulted over the line between friends and something more. You never said anything or acted any differently because you knew that Bucky would only ever see you as his second-best friend, the sometimes annoying girl he treated like a little sister.
And then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed.
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The Highest Bidder {1}
Summary: Ransom bids a staggering amount of money for a massage. Word Count: 1,256 Warnings for the mini-series: Language, Ransom being Ransom (extremely inappropriate and crude at times, previous sexual relationship mentioned, sexual content. Author’s Note: GIF Credit [X] You can also read this on AO3. Idea submitted by @the-chocolate-moose. Ransom mercilessly flirts with reader but she hates his guts. Reader offers some service in charity auction (dance or cooking lessons, dunno) and Ransom bids highest to have her just for himself.
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The time has come for the obscenely wealthy to flaunt their status by comparing the sizes of their… wallets, all in the name of charity, of course. Anyone who’s anyone has been invited to tonight’s soiree, and of course, Hugh Ransom Drysdale thinks he’s someone damn important.
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Makoto Needs to Punch Something and/or Gourdeno as a Minor Deity!
Okay so "Makoto Needs to Punch Something" is from Persona 5! I'm not sure how many people who've read my Arise fics have also read my Persona 5 fics, if anyone at all, but this was from when I was deep into character studies and trying to push myself to get back into writing well before Arise released. What I have posted in that fandom isn't particularlly long or revolutionary, but they were fun to write! This is what I had for this WIP, and I think at some point I'd like to return to it and complete this, even if it's short. "Makoto needed to punch something.
It was a bold statement tucked away in her head while she felt an unease under her skin like rolling waves, manifested in the tight grip on her bag and prim smile plastered to her face. Didn’t she say goodbye to being the obedient Student Council President already?
That thought raced through her mind even as she thought of the work piled on her from her position, school work and the Phantom Thieves. It was never ending. A sprial with no end in sight." --- Now "Gourdeno as a Minor Deity" is fun. It spawned from the KtFA discord and one of the many conversations we had there. I needed an answer to how Gourdeno managed to travel between the realms as well as trying to do some world building around the optional Spirit Boss fights we get in Arise. This ended up being the result. The biggest obstacle I have here is I need to either replay Arise or I need to watch the Gourdeno quests to finish this potential one-shot off. Or maybe two-shot depending on the content within BtD because I still need to finish that. I hope you enjoy what I've written so far! "The shape of the world had changed many times over the years. Gourdeno only vaguely remembered them, his memory fading with the ebb and flow of time. Despite the many hours he travelled the length of Dahna, he found himself constantly looking to the road whenever he rested. There was never a shortage of people enthralled by the recipes he would bring and the food that he could scrounge up. Every village greeted him with joy and a place to tell his stories by their hearth. There had always been enough food and time to spare. At least there used to be. Dahna had taken on an odd shape when the angular red creatures invaded. Clans of mages had gone missing, and the remaining clans had become reclusive. Despite his status as a minor spirit, when he did find their settlements, they started to turn him away for fear it was some new trick. A false moon hung in the sky, always staying between Dahna and the proclaimed Rena. Gourdeno remembered a time of infant planets that stretched too far out stars and wondered what had changed since their birth.
It was around the same time that the major deities that ruled over the elements began to slumber. He missed seeing their lumbering forms decorate the earth and sky. The gentle calls they sent out to their brethren suddenly being silenced left an ache in his heart he had never experienced before, and it chilled him to his core far more than the mages who regarded the major deities as their gods turning away had. As the red creatures scattered across Dahna, he found himself lost on the road. Settlements began to view him with suspicion, and his heart ached for the times when they greeted him with cheer. Still, there were enough people who believed that the gods would walk the earth and would offer kindness to strangers. The stories of wondering gods had not been erased. But it had been a long time since he had seen any of the fellow deities that used to walk the planet with him. He only hoped that they had slept much like the major deities that had fallen into slumber with the stolen mage clans.
That changed when the stolen children of Dahna returned, proclaiming they were instead the children of Rena. As they decimated the settlements and enslaved their brethren, Gourdeno wondered what had happened to allow such horrors to exist on his fair home. A chill had begun to set in on his being, and he knew without a doubt that his brethren either slumbered or were gone from the world. They relied on the belief of others to sustain themselves, and Gourdeno had not seen them in an age. It tugged at his heart as he travelled among the newly enslaved children of Dahna, and his heart broke when he found he had little to offer them in the face of their plight. Food became scarce, and even he was limited in the delights of food. He guarded his recipes while he hid among the shadows from the red creatures. He didn’t know if they were truly aware of what slumbered within the planet itself, but he didn’t dare reveal himself in case they did. Regardless, the red creatures seemed obsessed with the newly minted Lords that governed the five areas of Dahna. As Gourdeno slipped between the realms, he saw firsthand how the astral energy being harvested was changing the landscape. Once lush grounds turned to barren rock and dust while greenery grew in abundance, not two realms over. One realm had its warmth completely stolen, pooling into the barren land while it lived in perpetual night. Dust was thick in the air of another realm, and the wind whistled sharply against the rock face. Lastly, the realm that he had been most fond of became submerged in water, turning into a nightmare to travel.
It wasn’t until years later, as he was face down in a cold snow bank, that his hope started to fade. It had been centuries of scarcity and Gourdeno was so very tired of the perpetual hunger that gnawed at him. Would he fade too?"