#Grey!bucky barnes x reader

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Y/N: I'm about to be accomplice to a murder.

Bucky: I always knew you'd find your specialty.

[becca-e-barnes]

Thinking so much about clingy, mutually possessive, filthy sex and how much I just need that rn

The kind of sex where you and Bucky just can't feel close enough to each other. You physically can't get any closer than you are, his thick cock buried so deep inside you but you still need more of him. He has nothing left to give you and you're glad because if he was any longer, you wouldn't be able to take the rest.

You're panting against his neck, whining out your frustration each time he slides home into your warm, wet body. His own groans are low, rumbling from his throat and hanging in the humid air of the bedroom you share.

"You know I can't fucking resist you. I can't." Bucky moans, grasping one of your wrists, guiding it between your bodies, encouraging you to play with yourself while he fucks you.

"I can't say no to you. Fuck, I'm yours." You hardly hear what he's saying over the obscene, wet sounds of your body accommodating his.

Your fingertips rub against your slick clit and the sensation is almost too much. "You're mine." You whine against his neck, using your free hand to claw at his back, driving him impossibly closer to you.

There's something reassuring about the feeling of his skin on yours. It's hot and sweaty but it's so comforting being naked with him, enjoying the pleasure of each others' bodies. You don't feel vulnerable communicating your pleasure to him; you feel understood.

"I am." He groans, eyes fluttering shut, lost in the way your body clings to him. "All yours. And you're mine, aren't you? My good girl."

It's a relentless build up, each stroke taking you a little further than the last and at some point, the band just has to snap.

"I am." You whine, barely able to manage any more words than that.

"You feel like Heaven. You were made for me. This warm, tight little pussy fits me perfectly." His body still isn't close enough to you, not that there's any way you could physically feel more of him.

"You take me so well, you know that? You take every drop of cum and you still beg me for more. Fuckin' love it." Just the very mention of Bucky pumping his release into you makes your walls flutter, dreaming of the feeling of his thick load shooting into you.

"I can't last like this." You hear him mutter and you're almost glad because you're not far off either. "Can't last when I can see that pretty face." His eyes meet yours and he pulls you in for a kiss that stifles your moans for a few seconds.

"Bucky, please." You groan when he pulls back, rubbing yourself just a little too quickly now that you've gotten desperate.

"Go on sweetheart, let me feel you cum for me." It only takes a few more strokes for your high to take over, pleasure rippling through you in a way that leaves your legs shaking.

You almost miss the start of Bucky's release, given how distracted you are by your own but the unmistakable throbbing of him inside you tells you he's reached his own peak if his moans didn't give it away.

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Let Me Love You | 3 - B. Barnes

Character: college!Bucky x Female!Reader

Summary: On a mysterious, rainy night, Bucky witnesses a distressing encounter involving his crush.

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You and Bucky sprinted away from Lloyd, hearts pounding in sync with the rhythm of your hurried steps, the adrenaline coursing through your veins dulling the ache of exhaustion.

Pausing to catch your breath, Bucky turned to you, concern etched on his face as he asked, "Are you okay?" Your response was worn as you admitted, "No, I'm not okay. I'm exhausted. I just want to go home and hide under my blanket."

Ever the caring friend, Bucky offered to drive you back to your apartment, a gesture that elicited a heartfelt "Thank you, Bucky" from your lips.

Upon arriving at your apartment, after Bucky had kindly dropped you off, the sound of a knock on your door sent a shiver down your spine.

'Knock,Knock,'

Fear gripped you, your mind racing with thoughts of Lloyd's relentless pursuit. However, to your immense relief, Bucky stood on the other side of the door.

Returning with a thoughtful gesture, he handed you something, saying, "For you. Good food could make you feel better." Before you could utter a word of gratitude, he swiftly turned and disappeared, leaving you standing there with a mix of emotions swirling inside you.

You carefully examined what was inside the plastic, finding a comforting sight—a steaming bowl of chicken soup. Gratitude washed over you as you realized how much you needed this warmth to soothe your empty stomach.

Recalling past instances, you couldn't help but contrast Bucky's thoughtful gesture with Lloyd's indifference; he never once checked on you when you were sick. Shaking your head, you pushed those memories aside, recognizing that they belonged to a time that was now behind you.

After luxuriating in a revitalizing shower to refresh yourself, you set about warming up the soup, eager to savor its nourishing goodness.

As you took the first sip, you felt the dizziness that had plagued you begin to dissipate, replaced by a comforting sense of relief. You made a mental note to express your gratitude to Bucky again the next time you crossed paths with him.

Just as you settled down to enjoy your meal, the shrill ring of your phone pierced the air, signaling an incoming call from your mother.

'Ring'

Setting down the soup spoon, you take a moment to sip the warm water, gathering yourself before answering the incoming call. With a deep breath, you bring the phone to your ear and utter a tentative, "Hello?"

On the other end, your mother's voice, Cecilia, sounds immediately concerned, "Don't tell me it's true you broke up with Lloyd?"

You let out a weary sigh, not wanting this breakup to escalate further, especially given your mother's fondness for Lloyd. "Yes, it's true."

Cecilia's tone turns to disapprove, "How? And Why? Don't let him get away, he's our golden ticket to get out from this town."

Your headache, which had just subsided, returns with a vengeance at her words. "Mom, he cheated on me."

Cecilia brushes off your concerns, "So? It's normal for a man with a bright future like him to have many women chasing him. You should've turned a blind eye. I heard from Lloyd's mother that a coach from the NFL league is recruiting him."

You exhale heavily, frustration bubbling up inside you. "I've worked tirelessly and studied hard to maintain my scholarship. I don't have time to watch whatever Lloyd does behind my back."

Cecilia's tone takes on a hint of resentment, "Oh, I see. Just because you became a St. Louis student, you think you're better?"

"That's not what I meant," you interject, feeling the conversation spiraling out of control. "You know what? I don't have time for this. Goodbye, Mom."

With that, you end the call and power off your phone, feeling drained. Glancing at the now unappetizing soup, you realize you just want to retreat into the solace of sleep.

The next day, with no classes scheduled, you requested a morning shift at work, preferring to avoid staying at your apartment to prevent any unexpected visits from Lloyd.

Today, you find yourself assuming the role of kitchen manager, a position you've earned through over a year of dedicated work, earning the trust of your manager. With the usual kitchen manager on leave due to health reasons, you've been tasked with overseeing operations for the day.

As you busy yourself assisting the cashier, your attention is drawn to the entrance by the familiar sight of Bucky and his two friends strolling in. Steve's grumbling about hunger prompts Bucky to suggest a visit to WHAM Burger, their usual haunt. Bucky insists on the visit rather than opting for delivery, eager for the chance to see you.

Welcoming them warmly, you greet them with a smile. "Welcome to WHAM Burger. What would you like to order?"

Observing your tired demeanor, Bucky admires your resilience and spirit. "Three cheeseburgers, three orders of fries, and three Cokes, please."

"Alright," you reply, masking your fatigue with determination. "You guys can take a seat, and I'll bring it over to your table."

As they settle in at their table, Bucky notices you approaching with their meals. However, his attention is caught by the unexpected addition of 12 chicken nuggets on the tray. "Y/N, we didn't order these," he points out.

You wink playfully at him, a gesture of gratitude. "My treat. Thank you for your help yesterday, Bucky."

Bucky can feel his cheeks flushing as Sam, seated beside him, notices and flicks his ear.

"Ouch," Bucky exclaims, rubbing his ear sheepishly.

Your laughter rings out at Bucky's reaction, adding a lightness to the atmosphere.

The light atmosphere in the restaurant swiftly turned dark as Lloyd, accompanied by Nicky and the rest of the football team, entered the establishment. A smirk adorned Nicky's face, her presence feeling like a taunt as she appeared to flaunt her newfound proximity to Lloyd.

Lloyd's casual remark did little to ease the tension as he addressed you, "Don't mind us, we just came here for a quick breakfast."

With a flourish, Nicky produced her black credit card, offering to foot the bill, "My treat." The football team erupted into cheers at the prospect.

Lloyd, with a smile playing on his lips, added, "Great, and we could use Y/N's employee discount."

Nicky's gaze shifted to you expectantly, awaiting your confirmation "Really?"

Raising an eyebrow, you couldn't believe the audacity of the situation. "That discount only applies to me," you retorted firmly. Working here, you've always utilized the employee discount, which Lloyd had benefited from in the past.

But to expect it for a party of 24 people? That was pushing it. You knew that allowing such a large discount would likely result in repercussions from your manager, perhaps even costing you your job.

You felt the weight of 24 pairs of eyes bearing down on you, and under their collective gaze, you couldn't help but feel small. Even the manager's expectant look added to the pressure.

Then, a comforting hand gently grasped your arm, and you turned to see Bucky standing beside you. His reassuring nod gave you a sense of calm amidst the chaos, "It's gonna be alright."

"Huh?" you uttered in confusion.

As Lloyd crossed his arms, his disapproval evident, he glanced between you and Bucky with a dismissive "Tsk," unable to comprehend your choice.

However, before you could respond, the manager, Thesa, intervened. With a professional smile, she addressed the football team, acknowledging their presence with gratitude.

"Thank you for coming to WHAM Burger, our football champions. It's an honor to have you here. As a token of our appreciation, today's order will be on us."

The unexpected gesture elicited cheers from everyone, except Nicky, whose opportunity to embarrass you had been thwarted.

Feeling a wave of relief wash over you, you couldn't help but feel fortunate for the turn of events, even if you weren't entirely sure what had transpired.

Thesa's call snapped your attention, and you nodded in response. "Sure," you agreed before casting a quick glance at Bucky. "I'm needed in the kitchen. See you guys at the uni." With that, you hurriedly made your way to the kitchen, leaving the dining area behind.

As you scurried off, Bucky watched your retreating figure, a sense of concern etched on his features. However, his attention was soon diverted when he felt a gaze burning into him. Turning, he found himself locking eyes with Lloyd, who radiated hostility.

Beside him, Steve noticed the tension and issued a warning. "You better watch out, punk."

Bucky simply nodded in acknowledgment. "I know," he replied, his tone resolute.

Sam, ever observant, chimed in with a question. "Did you help Y/N just now?"

Before Bucky could respond, Steve jumped in. "Of course, he did. He can't let his crush get bullied like that."

The word 'bullied' lingered in Bucky's mind, igniting a protective instinct within him. He vowed silently to ensure you never experienced such treatment, especially not within his domain.

Indeed, while only a few people on campus knew, within WHAM Burger, everyone was aware that Bucky Barnes was the son of the owner of this famous food chain restaurant.

Yet, despite the recognition that came with his lineage, Bucky remained grounded and humble, striving to earn his place through hard work and dedication rather than relying solely on his family name.

And now, upon discovering that his number one girl is being underestimated like this, Bucky feels compelled to protect her.

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pairing: bucky barnes x curvy!reader (dark!soulmate au)

warnings: short chapter. no explicit smut but it’s there a lil bit. +18 only, as always. a lot of this is from bucky’s pov. angst with a hint of fluff. mostly angst though. and this isn’t even the tip of the iceberg for these two 🥲

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notes: i’m belaboring it, i’m sorry lol but thank you for bearing with me through my bouts of writers block. i appreciate all of you who are following this series and reading and commenting and reblogging, you’re all wonderful and i love you. hopefully this will help kick me back into gear. please let me know what you think, and again, thank you for reading and reblogging. 🖤

It’s still dark outside when Bucky jerks awake again in a cold sweat.

His heart is racing and his breathing is heavy.

He takes a second to collect himself before he peeks up to the bed from where he lays on the ground. He runs a hand through his hair as he calms down at just the sight of you, still sleeping peacefully, sprawled out on the mattress you’d both fallen asleep on just a few hours ago.

He’d woken up earlier from another nightmare, not one of the usual ones, but the one that’s been recurring more and more frequently since the day he’d met you..

No matter how he tries to change the dream, it always ends the same.

Nothing but hurt, pain, and tears.

He tries so hard to change it, wants nothing more than to save you from the inevitable heartbreak that waits for you both, but it’s futile.

Pointless.

It’s his fate, and by some sick twist of it, you’ve unfortunately found yourself tied to him, which can only mean the same for you.

But the nightmare isn’t reality, he tells himself. It may be unchanging in the dream, but he can’t let that happen in his waking life.

He won’t.

He spent a good ten minutes just holding you in his arms, watching the rise and fall of your chest with each breath you took as your lashes fluttered in your sleep and you nuzzled into his embrace, before he gently moved you off of him. He wanted to commit the sight of you so at ease to his memory, taking in your every feature and letting himself indulge in the feeling of your softness pressed against him. In that moment, he told himself he could never have you so close to him again. The list of reasons why seemed never ending.

And though being with you earlier was incredible, words he couldn’t manage to find to describe the perfection that was you and the deep intimacy you shared - something he doesn’t think he’s ever felt before - something he’s sure he’ll never feel with anyone else, he knows he can’t do this. Not to you.

You deserve the world. A happy ending. And he wishes so badly that he could be the one to give it to you - no matter how selfish the desire is - but he can’t.

A happy ending has never been in the cards for him.

And he won’t keep that from you.

Still, that selfish itch is there, clawing at his chest and filling his head with impossible fantasies.

As he sits there, he wonders, though, just how long he’ll be able to keep away from you - even just physically. Your touch alone.. It’s indescribable.

He wishes he could let himself be next to you right now.

He counted himself lucky for not having woken you up after the first nightmare, but couldn’t risk it happening again. He had moved to the floor and listened to the steady sound of your heartbeat to ease him until he eventually fell asleep again.

Until now.

This nightmare, thankfully, wasn’t involving you.

It was the cold.

That chair.

Those words.

The excruciating, violent pain.

He’s glad he moved, there’s no way you wouldn’t have felt his twitching in his sleep if he was still next to you.

No way you would’ve had the dream to begin with if you were still next to her.

His brows furrow as he grows agitated at the thought. He gives it no further attention, though, as he sits up.

Maybe it’s early enough to excuse being awake, he thinks as he pulls himself off the floor.

He looks over at you once again and his heart clenches, wanting him to just crawl back into bed with you and sleep until you decide it’s time to get up.

But he can’t listen.

So he heads quietly out into the cold of the cabin and goes to find his phone.

—-

The bed is cold when you wake up. The cabin is quiet. Only one thought is on your mind as you come to consciousness.

Where is Bucky?

There’s a tight squeeze in your chest as you take in your loneliness. A surge of anxiety that grips you though you try not to give it attention. You sit up and look around the empty room.

You get up and peek out the door, down the hallway.

You head to the bathroom instead of seeking him out for now, quickly getting ready for the day.

As you come out, you hear the front door open and close.

When you walk into the living room, you find a sweaty Bucky pulling his shirt off.

“Hey,” you breathe, leaning against the hallway opening, arms crossed over your chest lightly.

His eyes shoot to you, and you watch as it takes him a second to respond.

“Hey,” he responds a little out of breath.

You give a half smile as you return his unwavering stare. Pushing off the wall, you saunter over to him. Bucky doesn’t stop you as you lean up to kiss him.

Somewhere in his mind, he is telling himself to stop. But the thoughts aren’t loud enough for him to listen.

He leans down and kisses you back, deeply as his hands find your bottom.

He doesn’t know what he’s doing as one kiss turns into two, turns into three, and before he knows it you’re breathing each other’s air as his tongue explores your mouth while you’re making out on the couch.

He knows he’s sweaty but you don’t seem to care in the slightest as you refuse to let up just the same as him.

He isn’t sure how much time has passed when you finally pull away, breathing heavy as you catch your breath.

You look at him in a way that makes him feel seen. Truly seen. The warmth of your gaze - the love it radiates - it’s something he never wants to lose.

But his heart hurts at your next words - a sense of panic taking over him.

“We should talk,” you say softly, moving a strand of hair out of his face, your soft touch caressing his cheek as you admire him for a moment.

You should talk. He knows that. But he knows exactly what’s going to happen when you do.

He doesn’t want to. He doesn’t want this to end so soon. He doesn’t want to lose you so soon after finally being with you. He doesn’t want to hurt you - though he knows no matter what, he will…

“Yeah,” he breathes before leaning back into you. His lips are on yours again, softer as he takes his time, leaning you to lay down on the couch as he holds himself above you.

It’s as much a distraction for himself as it is for you.

With Bucky above you, you let your hands find his hair as you kiss him back.

But it’s not just a kiss - it’s so much more.

Everytime you touch, it’s like a wordless confession of devotion.

Unlike anything you’d ever experienced. And it’s addictive.

You pull him closer, urging him down until he’s nearly right on top of you. A hand slips from his hair and softly trails along his neck, down his chest and stomach until you tug at the waistband of his shorts.

He exhales gruffly as his eyes shut - a second passes as you watch him, perplexed at the look that crosses his face. Briefly unsettling until he opens his eyes and looks at you. Mesmerizing as always, full of longing.

Your clothes are lost as you fumble with each other, touching and yearning; kisses broken off with gasps - each deep thrust of Bucky inside you working you closer and closer to the high that seems to never end as you beg him not to stop, as if he had any plans to.

He can’t get enough, and you’re both insatiable.

—-

You aren’t sure how much time has passed when you’re both laid out on the ground, panting and sweating as Bucky pulls you into him. You’re a dripping, overstimulated mess as you curl into him, feeling full and sated, yet wanting him ever closer.

The comfort he effortlessly exudes relaxes you further as your lashes flutter while you start to regulate your breaths.

“I’m a mess,” you mumble as you nuzzle into him. “You’ve ruined me.”

His fingers are lightly dancing along your soft skin, but his movements stop at your words. You look up to see his face as you let out a quiet titter. He looks guilty, like he’s agonizing over it. Your stomach twists as your arms hug him tighter instinctively.

“I was just kidding,” you murmur with a small smile. “We should shower, though. Did you hear from anyone? Are we cleared to go back today?”

His eyes are trained on you when you meet his gaze again before he blinks, securing you closer to him again. “Haven’t heard yet. Not sure that bodes well for us.”

“I don’t know… another day alone out here doesn’t sound too bad,” you say, lips ghosting his neck as you curl into his warmth.

“Yeah,” he breathes through a twinge in his chest.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He wants to stay here, just like this, forever. Just him and you. No need for things to end.

But he knows better. Or so he keeps telling himself.

The truth is, the moment you guys leave here, you’ll have to leave all of this with you.

He just got you close. He can’t force this ending so soon, he can’t.

It’s selfish and come tomorrow will probably be even more painful, but he needs you. For as long as he can have you, he will.

You pull away from him with a kiss to his cheek, “‘M gonna call Stark. Warm up the shower for me?”

“Yeah,” he answers in a trance as you let your hand slip across his stubbly jaw, watching you stand and saunter off to get your phone. “Anything,” he almost let slip before catching himself, “anything for you.” The sentiment may not pass his lips, but it echos deep in his chest nonetheless. A heavy, gripping truth he couldn’t deny if he wanted to.

—-

You’re drying off, trying not to let how wobbly your legs are at the moment be too noticeable as Bucky gets dressed near the bed. You feel his eyes on you every five seconds, so you know he’ll notice the second you give yourself away.

Your phone dings on the side table, catching both of your attentions.

You open the screen to find a message from Stark. He had said he’d get back to you as soon as he knew if you were good to go or not.

Departure at 16:30 tomorrow night. Sorry, but try not to kill each other. We’ll see you back at the compound.

And job well done, by the way.

“16:30 tomorrow,” you say aloud, glancing to Bucky who is already looking at you. “Got a little over 24 hours to kill… what ever shall we do?”

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MCU FANFICS REC Pt.1

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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Peter(pietro) maximoff

erik lehnsherr

warren worthington

alex summers

Scott summers

Kurt Wagner

Jean grey

Druig

Loki laufeyson

Bucky barnes

Peter parker

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@weasvlys - NSFW headcannon

@takenbypeter - Is the big spoon when cuddling

- Gives the other “the look” when they crossed the line

- Spends WAY too much time in the snack aisle while grocery shopping

@chiefdirector - Being in a Polyamorous relationship with Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr would include...

@gangrenados - valentine's day with them

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Peter(pietro) maximoff

@quickiesgirl -the night the klepto stole your heart

@takenbypeter - text message emergency

- have no fear peter is here

- look me in my eyes

- peter w/ an s/o whos too nice

- snack shopping

@m0chaminx - Instagram au

@devilgenics - headcannon

@spilledkauffie - cuddling with them

@softie-rain - opposites attract

@quicksilverownsmysoul - ___

@damnnnelliot - sleeping with pietro maximoff would include

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erik lehnsherr

@fanfic-galore-ig - headcannon

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warren worthington

@absolutelyfizzing - angels and demons

@m0chaminx - Instagram au

@spilledkauffie - cuddling with them

- NSFW

@mrsarnasdelicious - first kiss

@tomhiddelstonandzaynmalik - fluff alphabet pt.2

@definitely-not-v - meeting and falling inlove with warren would include

@gangrenados - ___

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alex summers

@starshipsofstarlord - summertime

@m0chaminx - Instagram au

@spilledkauffie - cuddling with them

- NSFW

@mayfieldss - dating alex summers would include

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Scott summers

@refiwrites - taking care of drunk scott summer

@m0chaminx - Instagram au

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Kurt Wagner

@definitely-not-v - Warm

@peachy-wolfhard - dating kurt wagner

@maximoffs-girl - having a family w/ kurt wagner

- dating kurt wagner would include

- arcade date with kurt

@refiwrites - is that my sweater?

@rubystarpoet - nightcrawler

@dem-obscure-imagines - nightcrawler and the princess

@gabrielsgoldengrace - being a burlesque dancer and kurt seeing a show would include

@thefandom-fanatic - drawing hearts

@spotofimagines - blue

@youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms - you can do this i believe in you

@fandom-------queen - headcannon

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Jean grey

@m0chaminx - Instagram au

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Druig

@sapphireplums - break time

@starsvck - somewhere only we know

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Loki laufeyson

@weasleygirl7 -Glorious purpose

@bonky-n-steeb - the flower crown

@agentofkrypton - ___

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@takenbypeter - you make it better

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bucky barnes

@takenbypeter - keep your friends close

- b.b

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peter parker

@parkersmaterialgirl - headcannon

@yesitsmewhataboutit - 1:10 am

@realtalkswithfinn - the spiderling(avenger!reader)

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Spencer Reid's love interest - Alyssa Jackson (oc, no relation to anybody on the show)

Aaron Hotchner's love interest - Olivia Rossi (Dave's daughter)

Luke Alvez's love interest - Sarah Reid (Spencer's twin sister)

Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton's love interest - Audrey Lilyington (cousins to Kate's family)

Anthony Bridgerton's love interest - Polly Fetherington (Penelope's older sister)

Benedict Bridgerton's love interest - Caroline Abernathy (Lucy's older sister)

Grey's Anatomy/Station 19

Andrew DeLuca's love interest - Lindsey Webber (Richard's daughter)

Mark Sloan's love interest - Grace Shepherd (Derek and Amelia's sister)

Alex Karev's love interest - Haley O'Malley (George's sister)

Jack Gibson's love interest - Ashley Sloan (Mark's Sister)

MCU

Peter Parker - Taylor Rogers (Steve's sister)

Bucky Barnes' love interest - Lauren Stark (Tony's sister)

Steve Rogers' love interest - Rebecca Barnes (Bucky's sister)

Thor - Alex Maximoff (Pietro and Wanda's sister)

One Tree Hill

Lucas Scott's love interest - Madison James (Hailey's sister)

Nathan Scott's love interest - Anna Sawyer (Payton's sister)

Q's love interest - Natalie Scott (Nathan's full sister, Lucas' half sister)

Outer Banks

JJ Maybank's love interest - Lily Routledge (John B's sister)

John B. Routledge's love interest - Melissa Jane Maybank (MJ) (JJ's sister)

Rafe Cameron's love interest - Cassie Roberts (progue!reader)

Supernatural

Dean Winchester's love interest - Samantha Singer (Bobby's daughter)

Sam Winchester's love interest - Stephanie Bradbury (Charlie's sistere)

John Winchester's love interest - Meghan Harvell (Wililam Harvell's sister, Jo's aunt)

Shameless

Lip Gallagher's love interest - Alison Milkovich (Mickey and Mandy's sister)

Pretty Little Liars

Jason DiLaurentis' love interest - Andy Rivers (Caleb's sister)

Mike Montgomery's love interest - Emma Hastings (Spencer's sister)

Noel Kahn's love interest - Kate DiLaurentis (Alison and Jason's sister)

Caleb Rivers' love interest - Brooke Montgomery (Aria and Mike's sister)

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Old Skool #2

Summary: steve introduces bucky to a girl he’s sure they’ll both like

Warnings: dark themes, non-con/dub-con elements, mentions of drug use, reader deals/struggles with mental health, dealings with trauma, single parenthood, single mother reader (has a genius 4 year old), slow burn (kinda), blackmail, stockholm syndrome, angst, more tags to be added…

(2) Tell Me Something I Don’t Know

“Bucky?” the concern could be heard for miles, the sharp clap of a car door meeting its seal. You look to your left, surprised to see Steve looking around the damaged vehicle.

“In here,” you shudder at the feel of eyes on you. You force yourself to brush it off as you walk away from the sergeant. “Uh, hi Steve.” you naw on your bottom lip, anxiously teetering on your toes as you meet him just past the garage opening.

His blue eyes soften as he looks at you, pale cheeks reddening in embarrassment. The earlier anger you saw when he walked up shocked you, reminding you of the last class. His going to say something, but the other man speaks. “Thanks for answering my text, glad to know you’d still pick me up.”

The ire in James tone has you turning. You look between the two super soldiers. The tension palpable between the two. “We’re not doing this here,” The whisper spoken so personally, it felt like you were intruding.

“Mommy?” You face is pinched as you turn to your daughter. She’s eyeing you skeptically, and you honestly return a look of confusion. You’re by her side within a moment, shaken that there were witnesses to your swiftness.

“Hey baby, I need you to go to your room, go get your blueberry. wait for me.” The secret was conveyed perfectly. You watch her, you pay close attention to her eyes.

You kiss her on the top of her head. The tiny hairs on your back raise sharply. It’s too quiet as you watch her disappear down the hall, but you know they’re there, watching.

When you turn to face them your muscles are taught. You vision sharpens as you pay close attention to them both. “I’m not going to pretend like this was some accident,” You roll your shoulders, “So what do you want?”

“Y/n,” Steve starts, eyes startled, alarmed in a way that makes you watch him closer. His hands are held up placatingly, your eyes dart to James. He’s taught himself. “Please calm down, we just want to talk-“

“Get to the point Steve,” your tone is harsher than you wanted it to be, evident at his stricken expression. The silence is tense, you’re hearing sharp, listening out for your kid.

“It’s really not what you think doll,” The stoic soldier speaks up, his voice raspy from its momentary absence. You narrow your leer at him taking in his entirety. He looms in front of your tool shelf. The blue of his eyes are conflicting, dark and yet dangerously inviting. There was a hunger in his stance, like a predator stalking its prey… further unnerving you.

“Bucky, stand down.” Steve pleads softly. “I don’t want you to scare her, she’s-“ He cuts himself off. A grimace on his face as he looks back at you, ashamed, bashful. “Just stand down-“

“You gonna stop me Stevie?” Bucky’s tone was further unsettling now. Joyful and murderous. A creak in the floorboards throws you into over drive.

You’re behind the door connecting your house and garage in a moment, locking the door and shifting alarmingly fast to your daughter. As the door kicks in your already in your room, slinging your duffle along your body as you cling tightly to Nineve.

“Mom-“ she whimpers but you shake your head hard, silencing her fears. She’s burying her face in your shoulder as you silently slip through the window, closing it behind you with delicate diligence.

Your senses feel like live wire, your body electrified as you speed around the back of the house as you hear the two super soldiers argue and cause a rampage through your small quaint home.

“Buck stop!” Steve sharply reprimands. “She’s not supposed to be like the others, she’s different.”

A dark chuckle shakes the frames of the house as you sneaky into your car. “Then why’d you wait so long to introduce us, mhm punk?” There’s a pregnant pause. “You know I don’t like you holding out on me. Otherwise, I’ll start looking for myself,”

“They’ll kill you if you did. If they found out-“

“You’re gonna tell them?” Another pregnant pause, “Because if you do, you have to tell them what you did too.” Two heavy steps forward.

You clutch Nineve and quickly cover her mouth before she begins to cry. Just a moment baby, Please, you beg with your eyes as you listen to the bickering men.

“You know I wouldn’t do that, but Buck,” There’s further commotion, more rampage. “Buck-“

“Where the fuck is she?” James angrily snarls, “Come out doll.” He taunts.

“Bucky,” Steve hisses sharply. A few powerful thuds and bangs makes Nineve shake violently. Your hand is drenched in tears. Your heart begins to race but you stifle your breathing, calming your self. You’re sympathetic to her senses, but you can’t chance them catching you too soon.

The air becomes densely silent. You turn the key and shift gears, pulling out the garage in seconds. As you’re in the street, shifting gears and pulling off you see the both of them charge after you. Scrambling over themselves to get in their car.

But the head start was all you need. You’re whipping through traffic unnaturally fast as you make your way to the interstate.

Nineve clambers out of your hold, crying and screaming. “What was that?! Momma what was that! Why were they here?”

“Nonny please, stop screaming-“

“Mommy!” She squeals.

“Nineve stop yelling at me.” You reprimand sharply. Her cries quiet immediately. She hiccups and wraps her arms around herself. “I’m sorry.” you immediately apologize.

She’s quieter than normal. “I know that was scary. And I’m sorry okay? I’m sorry you had to hear that.” You let out a shaky breath. “And… and I’m sorry for snapping at you. I shouldn’t have, but I needed you to stop screaming.”

Nineve hiccups, but scoots into your side, clicking the seatbelt over her small lap. She snuggles closer as she wipes her tears. “I’m scared too. And the last thing I need are the bad men coming after us and the superhero’s getting involved.”

“B-but mommy,” She asks, voice shaky with tears. “I was scared of the superhero’s.” her small hands squeeze your side as she tries to hide beside you.

You rest a trembling hand on top of her head, doing your best to sooth her as you turn sharply off the interstate into the forest line. Honking horns and screeching tires the least of your worries. “I know baby, me too.”

—

When Nineve wakes up, you stop for gas in some fairway station, in the middle of somewhere Minnesota. She rubs her puffy eyes, taking in her surroundings. The area ear achingly silent as you turn off the vehicle. “Where are we mommy?”

“Minnesota, somewhere.” You tell her unsure. You reach to the glove box and grab the envelope. You thumb out enough money to fill the tank. You get out with the key, locking the door as you walk around your car to the pump.

You tense as you pump the gas, looking over your shoulder repeatedly, alert and ready to make a mad dash.

How has life managed to catch up with you so suddenly? You know you can’t keep running forever, but super soldiers? How did they even find out?

Your heart drops to your stomach. It was right in front of you. Steve was in your class, and despite your disregard of titles and accolades, you should’ve been more aware of the circumstances. But still, you felt blindsided. Why? Why target you? And why come after you now? And why was he so unsuspecting at first?

Your thoughts are interrupted but the shift in the silence. It’s impossible for them to have found you, or even caught up to you. Quickly you shake the nozzle and put it away. You close the gas tank opening and hurry to climb into your car. Nineve is dozing again, she’s tightly clutching her stuffed charmander. No doubt her mind is replaying the recent events. Softly your reach out to her as you pull off sharply. “Nonny,” you murmur, you shake her lightly to wake her.

“Yes mommy?” she whispers and rubs her eyes. “Your dreams, they’re scary aren’t they?” you ask carefully.

“Yes.” She says with a weep. You slow the car down to a crawl before turning off into the woods again. You stop when you’re far away enough from the road. You turn to Nineve in the dark of the early morning.

“Listen closely Nineve.” You tell her softly, “I won’t ever let the bad men get to you ever again.” She weeps more and you pull her close, holding her in your arms and cradling her. “I promise, I’ll keep you safe. We’ll never go back to the bad place ever again. Never, ever again.”

“But mommy-“

“No one is ever taking us again. I’ll keep you safe.”

—

“We should be close.”

“She could be anywhere,” The voices alert you, they’re dangerously close. You look down at Nineve, carefully laying her on the floor of the car. You cover her with the blanket you keep in the back, hiding her and keeping her warm from the chill outside.

You make a rash decision. Locking the car manually so not to alert them of your location. You listen to their feet crunching on the twigs and fallen leaves. Easily sneaking up behind them, watching them and listening from afar.

“You shouldn’t have gone to her house.” Steve grumbles. James scoffs. “I wanted to see her for myself. You got to see her, it was my turn.”

“You were going to grab her. The fuck is wrong with you Buck?”

James stood and turns to look at Steve. He gets in his face, “You know as good as me what it’s like now. How far removed we are from the world around us. And how the horrors we face have gotten to us,” James is sneering now, “Don’t you go cursing at me, you think you’re better than me? Huh? You think because they all trusted you and your heroism that that makes you better than me Steve?”

“I didn’t mean it like that Bucky.” Steve acquiesces. James takes a pause, “I’m the only one who actually knows you Steve Rogers.”

You shudder at the intensity in which they stand. James words eerie as he speaks them with a chill. “Don’t you ever forget that.”

You step back, unaware of your steps. The crunch of leaves and twigs makes them sharply turn. James cheshire grin makes your cheeks got hot, Steve’s blue eyes fill with relief.

James is the first to move, but Steve is close on your heels. “Don’t come any closer.” you step back two feet for the several steps they took.

“I’m sorry we scared you doll, that was my mistake-“

“Save it.” You defensively snap. “Who sent you?” You ask them sharply, gaze shifting between them rapidly. They pause. Confusion as clear as day on their faces.

You’re stunned. Their reactions weren’t at all what you were expecting. “We came here on our own,” Steve speaks up. “I’m sorry, I should’ve went about this a completely different way.” Steve begins to plead, James rolls his eyes.

“Just spit it out Steve.” James agonizingly encourages. “Spare her the bullshit, clearly she can handle it. Right sweet face?”

You give him a pinched look, but nod anyway. His grins darkens. Steve stalls, eyes remorseful. “I- I don’t even know where to be-“

“We’ve been watching you doll.” James says proudly. “Stalking you is the right word. Stevie here has a stuffy for you,” He dramatically stops and leers suggestively, eyeing you up and down, up and down, patiently slow. “And I have to say, I have one for you too. You look great after the kid.” He winks.

You feel raw, unprepared for this kind of confession, you’re completely at a loss of words. Suddenly exposed in a completely light. This couldn’t really be happening.

“No fucking way.” You utter and drop your defensive stance. “You show up to my home, unannounced, ready to what?-“ You look at them incredulously, “Kidnap me?! Terrify the fuck out of my child, because you want to get your dicks wet?”

James chuckles, Steve at least has the decency to look ashamed. James clears his throat, “You’re a smart girl. You’re right Steve,” he hums, “I like her.”

“You’re not serious.” Your blood boils beneath your skin. You feel the heat rise off you rapidly. “No no, you can’t be serious” You repeat sinisterly.

“Y/n,” Steve says your name softly. You level him with a dark glare, your vision tunnels, a red ring firing behind your irises. “Y/n,” He says your name softly again, “Where’s your daughter?”

The questions puts out your flame of fury immediately. Again displaying your hidden strengths your to her within the blink of an eye. She’s waiting patiently as you walk up to the door. You unlock the door and smile at her. She smiles back. “I knew you would come back.”

“Of course I would.” You reassure her. You run your finger over her cheek, catching a stray tear. “Mommy, you were really angry just now?” She asks slowly.

You look over your shoulder, “Yes, I was.” You look back to her, “I need you to get back down okay, stay there until I come back to get you.”

“Are we safe mommy?” She asks worriedly. You nod quickly. “We are, we’re just being followed by idiots” You admonish the two genetically manipulated men. “I’ll be back.”

And surely within the moment, you stop them mid trek in your direction. “Shit doll, don’t scare us like that.” James laughs lightheartedly.

“Is she okay?” Steve asks gently, blue eyes searching your dark ones. He’s intent in trying to gauge your reaction. “She’s fine, she’s safe.” You assure him.

“I’m sorry for scaring you both.” He apologizes. “I- I’m just sorry.”

“I’m not the one you should be apologizing to.” You tell him softly. You look between him and James. The later standing against the trunk of a tree, amusement in his eyes.

“Who are you running from if you don’t mind me asking sweet face.” James asks with a dark grin. He stands straight and walks carefully to you. You allow him to get close, and he towers over you. “Why? Don’t you know?”

“Humor me.” He challenges playfully, the mirth in his eyes contrasting the danger rolling off his shoulders. “Buck.”

“Cmon Stevie, she’s a big strong girl.” James is captivating as he speaks, but you don’t miss the way Steve comes around you, the both of them sandwiching you. You shudder, becoming overwhelmed with them so close. “Right doll?” James eyes become so soft, melting you on the spot.

You nod slowly, finally finding your words when he repeats his question. Completely hypnotized by his gaze, you don’t shy away when Steve presses himself to your back, hands firm on your arms. “Tell us babydoll.” Steve murmurs against you, lips at the top of your head.

“Ethos.”

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Medical Hearts - Masterlist

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader or Steve Rogers x female reader

Chapters: Unknown

General warning: angst, fluff, smut, medical inaccuracy

Inspired by: Grey's Anatomy

Hospital: Stark Memorial Hospital (located in New York) - teaching school

Summary: Who would have thought coming to Stark Memorial Hospital would turn Y/N's life around. Secrets are revealed, people from the past appear out of nowhere and during all of that, lives have to be saved.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

A/N: This series is inspired by Grey's Anatomy - because I am obsessed. I will be writing and posting this whenever I want and whenever I finish writing a chapter. This series is more like a "relax" for me. No deadlines, no expectations... nothing. I hope you will like this Grey's Anatomy x Marvel crossover.

Staff (will be updated):

Dr James Barnes - chief of trauma

Dr Steven Rogers - chief of cardiology 

Dr Natasha Romanoff -  chief of orthopaedics 

Dr Tony Stark - chief of neurology (the owner of the hospital)

Dr Wanda Maximoff - chief resident (senior)

Dr Y/N Y/L/N - senior resident

Dr Clint Barton - chief of general surgery

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Let Me Love You | 2 - B. Barnes

Character: college!Bucky x Female!Reader

Summary: On a mysterious, rainy night, Bucky witnesses a distressing encounter involving his crush.

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8.

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Bucky invited you in and gestured for you to sit down. "I want to show you something," he said nervously.

You gave a slight nod, curiosity piqued.

As Bucky went to his room, his heart raced. He couldn't believe you were in his place right now.

His eyes lingered on the photo, torn about whether to show it to you. Ultimately, he shook his head, thinking you deserved better.

You watched as he approached, noticing the tremble in his hand as he held out the photo.

"Um, you need to see this," Bucky said, his voice shaky as he handed it to you.

Confused, you accepted it, but something caught your eye as you looked at the image of Bucky and the chess club celebrating their victory. Behind the group, you saw a familiar figure—Lloyd and Nicky walking together, his arm around her shoulders, their faces close.

Your heart sank as the realization hit you like a thunderbolt. You didn't realize you had dropped the photo to the ground.

Bucky quickly retrieved it, concern etched on his face. "Are you alright?" he asked, his own guilt deepening at your shocked expression.

You closed your eyes tightly, trying to hold back the flood of emotions threatening to overwhelm you. A heavy sigh escaped your lips, laden with frustration and heartache. "Haaa..."

Bucky's expression twisted with regret, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his guilt. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice filled with remorse. "I just... I didn't want you to be lied to."

He had noticed Lloyd and Nicky's closeness since the gym and library were close. What Lloyd does is unacceptable while you're still his girlfriend.

The room felt suffocatingly silent, the air thick with unspoken pain. Each passing second only intensified the ache in your chest, the bitter realization settling like a stone in the pit of your stomach. How could you have been so blind?

You opened your eyes and stared at the ceiling, a wave of resignation washing over you. "You didn't do anything wrong, Bucky. I should've seen it coming a long time ago."

Bucky's eyes widened in concern. "What do you mean?"

You tilted your head and looked at him, your expression heavy with sadness, causing Bucky's heart to ache.

"When Lloyd and I went back home for summer break, I met his parents," you began, the flashback starting to unfold.

You recalled visiting Lloyd's house and meeting his father, who offered some advice, "Both of you are still young. Many things to explore. Don't take anything too seriously and focus on one thing, alright?"

What his father meant was not to take the relationship seriously and not to interfere with Lloyd's football career.

Then you heard Lloyd's mother add, "Actually, Lloyd has had many offers, but because many people knew he's not single, the offers went away."

What his mother meant was clear: because you were Lloyd's girlfriend, he didn't receive many job offers.

Their words felt like blame directed at you, and since then, you had been tirelessly trying to make your relationship with Lloyd work.

But now, everything you had worked for felt shattered. You realized it was only you who had been keeping this relationship afloat.

Bucky's gaze softened with understanding, his heart breaking for the pain etched across your features. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, reaching out to offer what little comfort he could.

You wiped away the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes before they had a chance to betray your pain. "I should go," you managed to say, your voice trembling slightly. Glancing at your watch, you added, "It's my shift soon."

Bucky hesitated, his gaze lingering on you with a mixture of concern and regret. "Ehm..."

As you stood by the door, ready to leave, you turned to look at Bucky, offering him a small, weary smile. "By the way," you said softly, "I won't blame you, Bucky. I just... I need some time to sort my feelings out."

Bucky nodded, a sense of relief washing over him at your words. He knew you were a strong woman, capable of weathering even the toughest storms. But seeing you in pain tore at his heart, leaving him with a profound sense of helplessness.

*************

The next day, Bucky was feeling better. As he drove to the university with Steve and Sam like usual, Steve piped up from the backseat, "Did you hear the news?"

Sam leaned forward, intrigued. "Oh, is it true?"

Bucky, focusing on the road, asked, "What?"

Steve leaned closer, his voice filled with gossip, "Lloyd Hansen just got dumped, and yesterday he almost ruined the changing room."

Bucky's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his brows furrowing in surprise. "What?" He glanced at Steve in disbelief.

Sam chimed in, adding to the commotion, "Woah, dude, look in front of you."

Bucky hurriedly turned his gaze back to the road ahead, his mind racing with a mixture of shock and curiosity.

As Bucky drove, his mind churned with a whirlwind of thoughts. Was it because of him that you broke up with Lloyd?

When Bucky entered the class, he saw you sitting alone, staring out the window with headphones on, seemingly oblivious to the glances and gossip swirling around you. He wanted to talk to you, but he could sense the invisible barrier you had erected, a silent plea that seemed to say, "Don't bother me."

And it was true. You didn't want to talk to anyone. Since seeing the photo yesterday, you had been grappling with a turmoil of emotions. Perhaps it was the devil inside you that had driven you to confront Lloyd.

When you confronted him, Lloyd was caught off guard. He didn't deny it, only offering the feeble excuse, "It meant nothing."

The words struck you like a physical blow, leaving you feeling sick to your stomach. If he could treat Nicky like that, then what about you?

Realization dawned like a bitter truth: he didn't put you first, and he didn't respect you in his heart. All those years spent together now felt like a cruel illusion, shattered in an instant.

You never imagined yourself saying those words to Lloyd, but in that moment of clarity, you knew it was the only choice. "We should break up," you said, your voice steady despite the storm raging inside you.

Lloyd's refusal to accept it only fueled his rage. You had always known he had a temper, but this was beyond anything you had seen before.

As the confrontation escalated, you couldn't help but see his true colors shining through. The breakup had revealed a side of him you had never known, and it terrified you to your core.

*********

After class, you noticed Lloyd waiting for you, his appearance markedly different from his usual polished self. Ignoring him, you tried to make a quick exit, but he hurried to catch up with you.

As the popular guy in the university, Lloyd's presence waiting for his ex-girlfriend caught everyone's attention. It seemed like the news of your breakup had spread all over the university, prompting second looks from passersby as they witnessed the unexpected encounter.

As you attempted to walk away, Lloyd's desperation escalated, and he grabbed your arm, pulling you towards a secluded spot away from prying eyes.

You resisted, heart pounding with a mixture of fear and frustration, but his grip was firm, and you found yourself reluctantly following him to the quiet corner he had chosen.

Once there, surrounded by the stillness of the secluded spot, the weight of the moment pressed down on you like a suffocating blanket. You stood facing him, the tension between you thick and palpable, each breath heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions.

"Babe, please," he pleaded, his voice strained with emotion.

You stopped reluctantly, turning to face him as he offered another apology. His words were a jumble of regret and desperation, each syllable tinged with a hint of sorrow.

"I'm sorry," he said, his gaze pleading for forgiveness. "I know I messed up, but please, give me another chance."

Your heart wavered at his words, torn between the pain of betrayal and the lingering affection you still held for him. But before you could respond, he uttered a statement that sent a chill down your spine.

"I will pretend I didn't hear the 'break up' words," he said, his tone a mixture of defiance and desperation.

The implication of his words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the toxic cycle you had found yourself trapped in. With a heavy sigh, you shook your head, steeling yourself against the pull of his pleading gaze.

"I can't do this anymore, Lloyd," you said softly, your voice tinged with resignation. "It's over."

You pulled away from Lloyd's grip, a surge of defiance coursing through you as you turned on your heel and walked away, leaving him standing alone in the secluded spot.

Lloyd's fists clenched in frustration, his anger boiling over as he screamed after you, "You will regret this! You'll never find a better man than me!"

His words echoed in the empty space, a hollow threat that only served to strengthen your resolve. With each step you took away from him, you felt a weight lift from your shoulders, a sense of liberation washing over you as you left him and his toxic influence behind.

Your feet moved faster, propelled by a surge of fear as Lloyd's threatening tone sent shivers down your spine. Desperate to escape, you scanned the surroundings until you spotted a familiar silhouette—it was Bucky.

"Bucky!" you called out, relief flooding your voice as you ran towards him. Was this a dream?

Bucky, noticing your distress, had gone in search of you. He turned to see you approaching, his expression a mix of concern and confusion.

As you reached him, you grabbed his hand, and together you ran, the warmth of his touch offering a sense of safety and reassurance. In that moment, Bucky felt a flutter in his chest, his heart racing as if trying to catch up with the whirlwind of emotions coursing through him.

Lost in his own reverie, Bucky was jolted back to reality by Lloyd's accusing voice. "You chose him over me?!" Lloyd's words pierced through the air like a knife, his anger palpable as he lashed out at you both.

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CHAPTER 86: FLASHBACK: THE MAN IN GREY

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“I don’t remember anything.”

He shrugged, nodding to one of his guards as he backed away from you and took back his notebook.

“We shall start with something easier, hm?” Novak said, settling down in his chair with his book and another file, “Who else is on your team?”

“Make no mistake, Lieutenant, I will break you,” he snarled, his voice low and dark, “I do not care how long it takes. I do not care what I have to do to you, I will do it. And you will give me what I want.”

You leveled another glare against him, wrenching your chin out of his grip, “Never.”

“We shall see.”

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[p-taryn-dactyl]

guys, if I post your request and it's months, maybe even a year old, I apologize! I do want to write everything but sometimes I loose inspiration for a character or fandom at the worst times

if you want to know if I still write for a specific character, fandom, or even an AU/series I started then please send me an ask! I would love to know what y'all are still interested in and what you would like to see more of <3

(ill tag some of the things ive written for in the past)

[a-court-of-reading-and-writing]

So I want to start putting out fics for the fandoms I'm in; acotar, marvel, supernatural, throne of glass, grey's anatomy.

Follow me if you'd like to see some of my fics!!

[buckybarnesthings]

Announcement

Hi all, hope you are enjoying The Grey Witch, there’s currently 4 Chapters posted on my Wattpad. I’ll post daily on here until both are on the same chapter but otherwise it’s usual 3-5 days between chapters. However, I’m open to writing one shots of almost any kind, send through any requests and I’ll give it my best go. I WILL write smut if asked.

I’m currently working on the next chapter and may even try to get a few more started so I can post them every 1-2 days for awhile and if the story is still going, I’m hoping to do a 12 days of Christmas where you will get 1 or more chapters a day that could potentially contain some christmassy content. I mean who wouldn’t like to see Bucky celebrating Christmas surrounded by the avenger family.

BONUS

I’m currently scripting an upcoming chapter that will have some interesting events and will leave Loki and Bucky on baby sitting duties. They are baby sitting Peter and Morgan.

That will come with a baby fever warning, as well as possibly a breeding kink developing 😳

Let me know your thoughts on how you think this story will go and give me some suggestions to possibly script into the story.