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Ambush

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Fem!reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings: Canon typical violence. Use of Google translate for one scentence.

Author’s Note: This has been sitting in my drafts for weeks, left untouched. I couldnt get past a few things, but it's finally done and passing in my standards 😅 Two more parts are left for the main story and then I'll be posting the 'memory lanes'. As a reminder, please be sure to follow @xxwritemeastoryxxlibrary and turn on notifications so you never miss a fic!

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Tony sighed as he looked over at Steve for a moment before looking back at Bucky. “That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. Y/N won't be at either of them.” 

“Why wouldn't she be?” Bucky asked with a raised brow. 

“Unless this is another false lead, which doesn't seem likely, given how Natasha obtained the information, but Phantom has a new mission she's been tasked with.” When Bucky crossed his arms over his chest, Tony continued. “It's us.” 

“What do you mean ‘it's us’?” Steve asked. 

“We're in the way.” Both Bucky and Tony said at the same time. 

Of all of the scenarios Bucky’s mind had come up with on finding her, this one hadn't come up the most. He knew the chances of her being sent to take them out were high. And now that it was here, he hoped it didn't go to the worst scenario his mind came up with. 

“Take out the key players and they have a winning chance.” Tony added. 

“Did they say when this is supposed to happen?” Bucky asked. 

Bucky knew they needed to be ready. His mind was already going through everything they'd need to safely stop Y/N. He knew it wasn't going to be easy but he was going to make sure everyone would do as needed. 

“Don't know.” Tony answered. “We don't know if this will be a hit all three at once situation or attempt to take us out and then get what they need.” 

“She could have been given that mission at any time.” Steve looked over at Bucky. “If she's coming, we're going to need a plan and fast.” 

“The only way to know for sure is if there were any attempts at getting our information.” Bucky noted. “We'll be able to come up with some kind of timeline we're working with. But I gotta say this now. It's gotta be non lethals only, or me going up against her.”

“Of course.” Steve nodded. He was sure if given the right amount of time, several plans could be put into place. The amount of non lethals they had wouldn't run out. “There is the option of Wanda. She could do something to stop her without any harm coming to her.” 

Bucky nodded. “We'll have to make sure Wanda is close by at all times.” Both Steve and Tony nodded. 

“Now the question is how long do we have to prepare before she drops in. FRIDAY, has there been anything flagged as suspicious activity in any of the systems?”

All three of them looked towards each other for a moment. FRIDAY normally answered seconds after anything was asked. But this time there was silence. A moment later, alarms were going off through the compound. 

“I'd say that's suspicious enough.” Tony said before the three of them began running out of the conference room. 

On the opposite end of the compound Hydra soldiers continued to spill onto the property. The moment Phantom disabled the security systems, they were making their way in. While the numbers weren't one of a strong army, they currently had a bit of an advantage. 

A quinjet flew overhead. One that had been in Hydra’s hold since the fall of SHIELD. Putting it to use today made it almost too easy to get close enough for Phantom to hack into the system and disarm it. 

Hovering over the roof of the compound, the ramp lowered. Several soldiers moved towards the end and made their way onto the roof. A moment later, Phantom was making her way towards the ramp. 

She wore black tactical gear from head to toe. The hood of her shirt had been up, casting a shadow on her face. A black fabric mask covers the bottom half of her face, adding to the illusion of her not being seen under the hood. 

Several tactical belts laid at her hips. Any weapon that would be needed for her was within reach. Straps that holstered guns and blades ran down the sides of her leg ensuring that once the back up bullets ran out, she'd have other weapons to use. 

Before she could put one foot on the ramp, a set of commands were thrown into the air. The words caused her to stop in her tracks and wait for either information or one last check. 

A soldier came to stand beside her. His attention was on the building just below them. Her temporary handler while on this mission. 

“Your mission?” He asked. 

“Take out the Avengers.” She responded instantly. 

“The priority?”

“The traitor to Hydra.” Phantom hadn't moved or looked his way.  “He's problematic to the mission. He feeds information to the Avengers. His death means Hydra can do as it needs to.” 

“Stark and Wilson are already working the perimeter.” Steve said as the group made their way towards the main floor. “We'll meet them in the middle. Take any you can for interrogating.  If you see Y/N, non lethals only or call for Bucky. Anyone see Maximoff?”

“Good. Ensure this mission is successful.” He nodded his head towards the opening. “Don't return until it is. Preferably with his head.” Without any acknowledgement, Phantom was making her way down the ramp. 

“We're down two. Her and Vision had plans.” Natasha added as she tightened the widow bites around her wrists. “Already sent a message to them and they're on their way.” 

“Keep your eyes scanning.” Bucky noted as they reached the end of the hall before the main floor door. “She can come out from anywhere. If she's got all the information she needs-” 

A hunter's knife blew past them before embedding itself in the door in front of them. The way the knife hit the door was a way to keep it from opening. A strategic move to keep someone from leaving. 

For a brief moment as Bucky’s eyes landed on the embedded knife, a quick flash of a memory played through his mind. One where he was throwing the blade to keep Y/N from leaving. And now he was on the receiving end of it. 

“No need to go looking for her.” Clint stated the obvious as they turned to look down the path they came from. “She found us.” 

In the dimly lit halls, the four of them found the silhouette of Phantom. Her face couldn't be seen from their position. And from what they could see, her hands rested at her side, almost as if she was waiting. Waiting for one of them to make their move. 

Bucky moved himself from his current position in the back to stand in front of the others. “Get going. I've got her.” 

There was a part of him that was relieved at seeing her. He hadn't physically seen her in two years and now she was standing in front of him. The other part knew this wasn't going to be the reunion he thought about for the past several months. At this very moment, she wasn't the woman he knew. She was an asset that was sent on a mission and wasn't going to stop until it was done. 

“She won't hold back.” Natasha voiced his thoughts. 

“And I won't stop until I get through to her.” Bucky added. 

A heavy feeling of deja vu was played on the  group. They had been here once before, under different circumstances. If history was repeating itself, at least they knew the outcome would be in their favor. 

“If you need us…” Steve trailed off as he motioned for the other to began making their way down the adjacent hallway. He only received a nod from Bucky before he was following closely behind. 

When Bucky took one step forward, he watched her carefully. He watched for any of her movements that she'd make. He still couldn't see her face but he knew she was watching him like a hawk. 

“We don't have to do this.” His voice was loud and clear. 

He took several more steps closer to her but she remained still, just watching him. When he came to a stop a few steps away from her, her eyes finally became clear within the darkness that surrounded her face. It was as he took in her eyes, the eyes he once believed that he could get lost in them, he was met with a cold and empty look. 

Her mind registered different things about the man before her. His appearance was familiar to her from the several files she had read through the night before. Everything within the file had been accurate. The only difference was that his hair was several inches longer now than it was in the surveillance photos. 

The gun that he carried was down by his side, hanging from the strap on his shoulder. His posture was calm, as if he wasn't currently going up against someone who could take his life. 

But there was something about his eyes. How they moved over her the moment he was close enough to really examine her. The way there was concern in his eyes the whole time he walked towards her. It set off something within her she didn't understand. 

“‘This’ only ends one way.” Her voice was almost monotonous. The moment the words left her lips, she was unsheathing two of the combat knives at her hips and advancing forward. 

Even with it being longer than two years since the last time he had any training with her, he knew every movement she made before she had. Every strike she attempted he was blocking it. Even when she attempted to use the gun at his side, he had it out of her hands and the gun thrown down the hall. 

Her tactics hadn't changed. There were slight differences but a majority of it was the same. And for a brief moment it hadn't been them standing in a hall with her attempting to kill him. They were in the gym with a sparring session. It's why he couldn't stop the words from leaving his lips. 

“You're going to have to do better than that.” It was followed by a chuckle. 

The response had been a lift of her eyebrow before she manuevored herself to connect her elbow to his face, hard. Based on his stance stumbling slightly, the man before her hadn't been expecting it. She almost smirked as it gave her the opportunity to sweep her legs, knocking him down. 

I can't show you all my moves, then you wouldn't spar with me. 

Her own voice echoed within her brain that caused her to hesitate. A response to his remark that she hadn’t even thought about responding to. Yet the echo of her own voice told her that would have been the response. 

Bucky noticed the slight hesitation as he moved to get up off the ground. The shift in her eyes reminded him of his own moments when Steve was trying to break through to him. He knew he officially had one foot in the door. 

“You know me.” He tried, hoping to push further.  

He watched as she shook whatever was happening in her mind off before sending the blade in her hand his way. Bucky caught it by the hilt before tossing it off to the side. 

“You are the Mission.” She responded. A moment later Bucky was blocking more of her advances. Including one that almost had the blade of the second knife embedded in his thigh. “That's how I know you.” 

The words had stung Bucky’s heart as he managed to pull the blade out of her grasp and throw it, with the blade embedding itself into the wall. It was strange to be on this end of things. To be the one fighting to get through to someone within Hydra’s hold. He just needed to break her free from it. 

It didn't take long for Bucky to find himself in a favorable hold with her. One that he knew he could easily get her pinned on the ground. And with one more maneuver he had her on her back, with him following her. 

When her back hit the ground, a strange fuzzy memory quickly passed her mind. One where the man before her had a smirk on his face instead of the serious look he had now as he looked at her. The sound of a giggle echoed in her ears before the memory completely faded. 

Out of instinct, she was able to manipulate the hold he currently had on her, forcing him on to his back. A blade she had attached to her hip was released from its sheath and brought up to his neck. It had been too easy to draw the first drop of blood from his body flinching against the pressure. 

He raised his hands up by his head, practically surrendering to her. “I'm not going to continue to fight you. ” 

She watched as his eyes met hers and never looked away. There was something in his eyes she hadn't believed she had seen before. She watched many with fear in their eyes before they began pleading for their lives. He didn't have the same look in his eyes. 

There was understanding and acceptance. For a man that hardly fought her back during the last several minutes, it made her curious as to why he hadn't tried running like the others had. Or at least attempted to use his arm in defense. 

She had been expecting it. She had read the information before coming. She knew the man used it to his advantage in combat. So why not with her? It had been almost too easy to have him pinned as he was now. 

Her head tilted slightly as she studied him. The blade against his neck never loosened as she did. Deep within her, in a way she didn't understand, there was now a feeling of familiarity. But how could someone she did not recognize hold such familiarity. 

Bucky noticed the way she was hesitating. He should have taken that opportunity to get himself out of his current position, but he was watching her reactions.

He knew from experience what could possibly be happening within her mind. He knew there was a possibility that something was coming over her that she couldn't explain. He knew that the woman deep within the asset was attempting to break through the surface. 

"Do you know who this is?”

A picture was held in front of her, and all she could focus on was the man's eyes. The same one that was currently pinned down to the ground beneath her. The sadness that was in those eyes. An ache in her chest when she couldn't remember his name, but she knew him intimately.

“Now you know me.” He said softly. His eyes still never left hers. Even as her eyes flicked back to his, he couldn’t bring himself to move. “You can't place it, but you feel it.” He slowly brought his fleshed hand up to her wrist. He gauged her reaction as he did, but she didn't move to stop him. “That's what's stopping you.” 

His fingers moved in a pattern against her skin that his mind had once created one night while spending time with her. The very pattern he continued to do any time he was feeling overwhelmed in any way. His signal to her he needed an out from wherever they were at. 

Bucky watched as she didn't flinch away from his touch. It was as if she was just watching his movements, taking in the familiarity of something unlocking within her brain. As she did, he noticed another shift in her eyes. He was getting through to her. 

He just needed something else to help break through to her. To help give that final break through the wall. But a moment later he could hear the sound of someone speaking to her through her coms. 

The shift in her eyes disappeared and she was twisting his hand away from hers as the blade of the knife pressed deeper into his skin. All she had to do was slice and it'd be over. Her mission would be complete. 

“Ty zakonchil zdes’, Fantom.” You're done here, Phantom. The words had quickly left Bucky’s lips in one breath. 

He watched as she paused once more. He knew her programming was working its way through her. Her mind was trying to take in what the word meant. The blade against his skin eased up slightly. 

A part of her mind was screaming at her to stop and stand at attention to wait for the next command. That the punishment would be worse if she didn't obey. And for a brief moment her weight lifted off of him slightly. But the other part of her mind didn't register the command. In all the new conditioning she had over the last several months, that command didn't exist. 

There was no new command to stop. There wasn't a punishment waiting for her if she didn't respond to the command given. The main goal that was embedded this time around: complete the mission. 

When Bucky saw her grip tightened on the hilt, he knew it didn't work. He knew that whatever command he'd throw at her, there would be a possibility of it no longer working. He was out of options. 

When the blade of the knife began sliding across his skin, Bucky grabbed a hold of her wrist with his vibranium hand, halting her movements and pulling her hand away. He adjusted himself to flip her back on to her back as she continued to fight to free herself from his hold. 

With a hard hit of her knee, she had him flipped off of her and she rushed to stand. In the process, she pulled the hand gun strapped to her ankle out and aimed. Her finger pulled at the trigger easily. 

Bucky barely had a moment to steady himself before he was blocking bullets with vibranium. He moved closer to her with each pull of the trigger. Counting each until he knew for sure the clip would be empty. Before the final count, he noticed that she stopped. 

If he hadn't looked up at her eyes, he would have missed the way her eyes suddenly flashed red before returning to their normal color. He watched as the gun dropped to her side as something changed within her. Fear filled her eyes where there was emptiness moments ago. 

He watched as her eyes flicked to him before her eyes welled up, causing a tear to fall down her cheek. He could see that the wall he was trying to break through earlier had finally broken. In the next moment, Bucky was taking a few steps closer as she fainted forward. He caught her easily, pulling her up into his arms. 

“Thank you.” Bucky said as he looked over at Wanda the moment he had a hold of Y/N. 

It was easy enough for Wanda to work her way up behind Y/N. Her target had been keeping her busy and it had been easy for Wanda to give a small hand wave and Y/N was sent into the spell. 

Bucky gently brought her over to a padded bench against the wall and laid her down. His fleshed hand gently pulled down the fabric away from her face. It was a way to free her from Phantom. To separate the two entities as best as he could for her.  It wasn't long after that he was pulling the coms out of her ear and crushing it within vibranium. 

“I came as fast as I could.” Wanda said as she moved closer. “Though if I had come sooner you wouldn't have been shot.” She pointed towards Bucky’s right arm. 

Bucky looked down at his arm. His shirt had blood seeping through the fabric. He had been so focused on Y/N that his mind didn't register the fresh wound. From the looks of things, the bullet had grazed him. 

“It's superficial. I'll be fine.” He nodded. 

“And your neck?” She asked as her eyes began scanning for any possible threat. 

“Occupational hazard.” He shrugged slightly as he brushed his fingers along Y/N’s cheek. “I almost got through to her. But she got pulled back in.” He looked over to Wanda. “What did you make her see?” 

“Exactly what you might think I showed her.” She began. “Though what she is actually seeing, I'm not sure.” 

Bucky knew Wanda meant fears. He saw the look on Y/N's face before she passed out. He knew that if anything fear would be the thing to break through to her. That maybe once she'd wake up, the mind block would be gone. 

Bucky, what's your status? 

Steve's voice came over the coms. Bucky ’s hand went up to his coms as he looked over at Wanda. “We're clear. She's secured. “ 

The words almost made him cringe. He should have said she was safe. He should have said things were cleared there. He could have said a million other things, but out of habit he said what he did. 

Perimeter is clear. We're working our way in. Sam's voice came over the coms next. Stark got FRIDAY back up. 

The East Wing is cleared. Natasha added. 

Conversations continued through the coms but Bucky was barely listening. His attention was still on Y/N and he was sure it would stay that way for quite some time. 

She may have been unconscious but he could see the movement beneath her eyelids. He wondered what fears she was living through at that moment. What details she was reliving or what story her mind formed as the worst thing she could ever face. 

“The med bay may be more comfortable for her.” Wanda offered. The three of them were still in the walkway. Wanda knew that once the team had full control of the compound, a lot of people were going to be making their way through that walkway. 

“It can't be the med bay.” Bucky shook his head slightly before he moved to lift her up into his arms.  The possibility of Y/N waking up in the med bay and taking it out on the medical staff wasn't something they needed. She wouldn't know where she was let alone what they could possibly be doing to her. “I'll get her set up in one of the spare rooms for now. She'll need space.” 

As he began walking towards the living quarters, he felt the shift in her body. The tension she had from the spell began to ease up. Relaxing into his hold a little more with each passing second. 

“You're safe.” He promised her. “I'm never going to let you out of my sight.”

If he hadn't been holding her as he was, Bucky was sure he would have missed it. It had been soft as if she was sighing. And part of him deeply hoped he hadn't been just hearing things. 

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October Fic Recs

Happy end of Fictober! I feel like I got to read a good amount this month, although by no means have I come close to scratching the surface of everything Tumblr's incredible creators made in October. Fortunately, that means I still have a lot of great stuff to read into November! Everything I did get to read is linked below the cut, so go check out those awesome fics and make sure to tell the creators how much you loved what you read!

If you want to see what else I've read, you can find my fic rec masterlist here

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

A Chance Taken by @ghostofskywalker

A very sweet childhood friends to lovers fic with Obi-Wan with an incredibly fluffy promise of a happy ending

Truth Serum Isn’t Real …Oh Wait Kriff by @ghostofskywalker

A very sweet and funny fic with a love confession thanks to Count Dooku, with Anakin helping move things along on Obi-Wan’s side

Anakin Skywalker x Reader

The Long Game by @anakin-skywalker-always

A very fun fic with Anakin and reader’s POVs as they dance around each other, with bonus reactions from Obi-Wan and Ahsoka and Cal Kestis as the reader’s Padawan!

Mini Matchmakers by @ghostofskywalker

This is literally the funniest, sweetest fic with Anakin and the twins. Luke and Leia make excellent matchmakers, and the fluff overload combined with the author’s usual humor is unbeatable

Intimidation by @idontknowwhattoputasmyusernameee

A freaking adorable and SUPER relatable fic with many many many awkward moments of the reader fumbling things around her crush, only to get to the happy ending

Trapped, Cold, And Annoyed: Another Mission With Anakin by @ghostofskywalker

SUCH a good fic that felt like a moment pulled out of the Clone Wars with a recurring character we just never got to meet. Great dynamics and vibes that fit the show with a very sweet and soft hopeful ending

Poe Dameron x Reader

Rainstorms with Poe Fall Blurb by @alwritey-aphrodite

Soft cozy adorable fic with Poe and the reader getting to take a break together from Resistance work, aided by Leia

Poe Dameron Vs. The Claw Machine by @ghostofskywalker

This is a very sweet and VERY funny modern AU with a date at the arcade with everybody’s favorite flyboy Poe

Every Time You Walk By by @girl-next-door-writes

This was so sweet and fluffy even in times of hardship for the Resistance, and it was also from Poe’s perspective which was really fun to see!

Marvel

Clint Barton x Reader

Congratulations! You Just Won The Shock of Your Life at 2am! by @ghostofskywalker

A very sweet fic with some comfort for Clint! #1 best person to find in your kitchen in the middle of the night, no contest

A Virtual World by @trekkingaroundasgard

Some excellent hurt/comfort with Clint, which can be read either romantically or platonically, and with a VERY cool way of writing and describing the superpowers of Clint’s partner

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Wedding Bells by @xxwritemeastoryxx

Some absolutely adorable Elijah fluff! We love a story where someone gets past Elijah’s fears of putting someone at risk to get to their happy ending

Kol Mikaelson x Reader

You’ve Never Seen Halloween Town? by @drakoneve

A super sweet Halloween fic with Kol, tons of decorating, and preparations for an excellent movie marathon

Harry Potter

Theseus Scamander x Reader

Just This Once by @its-vannah

An adorable fic with flashes through time that show different glimpses of Theseus and the reader throughout their time getting to know each other and being in a relationship

Ron Weasley x Reader

The Yule Ball by @marvelslut16

A very sweet fic with Ron and the reader at the Yule Ball, with my personal favorite meddling sibling matchmaker trope! George is very chaotic and it works to everybody’s advantage

Pirates of the Carribean

Elizabeth Swan x Reader

Terror of the Seas by @ghostofskywalker

Getting revenge and starting a crew with Elizabeth Swan? Yes please. Also the fluffiest concept ever, of looking for a place to run and instead finding a place to belong

Star Trek

Christopher Pike x Reader

Pancakes by @space-helen

The softest, sweetest domestic fluffy morning with Captain Pike. This is it, this is the dream

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My main account ( @starkleila ) and materialist

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The Originals (klaus, elijah, mikaelson family)

@l-r-christian

@rere-the-writer

@xxwritemeastoryxx

@wholoveseggs

Bucky Barnes

@itsapeterthing

static verse masterlist  by @theconstantsidekick

Top Gun Maverick (hangman, rooster, iceman, maverick)

Jake seresin:

@topguncortez

Always Darling  universe by @cassiemitchell

Better Man Universe by @sweetlittlegingy @sweetlittlegingylibrary

To keep and to hold universe by @ohtobeleah

Killers by  @roosterscock

Spitfire Universe by @gennyanydots

The Good, The Bad, and The Working on It series by @crazyk-imagine

@youlightmeupfinn

@call-sign-jinx

@footprintsinthesxnd

@callsign-phoenix

@youlightmeupfinn

wipeout by @wkndwlff

Rooster:

@topguncortez

Chaos universe by @ohtobeleah

Songbird series by @cassiemitchell

@call-sign-jinx

@youlightmeupfinn

Iceman:

@topguncortez

@youlightmeupfinn

@ROSE-PEARLS

@youlightmeupfinn

Maverick:

@topguncortez

@youlightmeupfinn

@ROSE-PEARLS

@youlightmeupfinn

Daemon Targaryen

Sweet girl series by @em-writes-stuff-sometimes

Saera series by @hurhenyratargaryen

troublemaker series by @my-on-and-off-writingstuff

 dad!daemon x mom!reader au masterlist by @frankcastleonlyfans

Steve Harrington

The Boxer!Steve Collection by @rollergirl24-deactivated2022111 @reborn-rollergirl

@footprintsinthesxnd

Tim Bradford

@fluentmoviequoter

@xxchumanixx

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Collection of Sebastian Stan and his characters

(mostly Bucky Barnes)

Originally Posted: 1/16/2023

Updated: 1/20/2023

Will be slowly updating from my likes

Masterlists

@hajimesh’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@jpat82’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@innaminitus’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@bolontiku’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@nev3rfound’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes and Sebastian Stan

@trashpanda-bucky Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@Heartopen-testiy’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@dabblinginmarvel’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@marvelfanfics1’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@world-of-aus’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes AUs

@mavsstar’s Masterlist: Sebastian Stan and other Characters

@pancakesfor2’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@maladaptive-ninja-returns’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@nekoamamori’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@revengingbarnes’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes and Sebastian Stan

@justfandomwritings’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@the--sad--hatter’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@lonelyandlovelorn’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@waiting4inspiration’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@capsheadquaters’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@banditthewriter’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@thorne93’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes and Sebastian Stan

@multific’s Masterlist: Bucky

@multific’s Masterlist: Sebastion Stan

@dr0wning-in-hell’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@iamnotoriginalphil’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@tokoyamisstuff’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes 

@yet-another-fan-girl9’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes 

@domxmarvel’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@tweedlydumbtweedlydoo’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes 

@notyetneedcoffee’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@picassho-18’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes and Sebastian Stan

@hela-avenger’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@holylulusworld’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@lovers-in-japan-reign-of-love’s Recs Masterlist #1 Master #2: Bucky Barnes and Sebastian Stan

@aestheticallywinchester’s Masterlist: Sebastian Stan and all Characters

@indyluckycharlie’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@itsanerdlife’s Masterlist of Series: Bucky Barnes

@itsanerdlife’s Masterlist of Oneshots/Drabbles: Bucky Barnes

@winterarmyy’s Fic Recs: Alpha!Bucky Barnes

@winterarmyy’s Fic Recs: Bucky Barnes

@tmpestuous’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@jobean12-blog’s Masterlist: Sebastian Stan and his characters

@buckycuddlebuddy’s Headcannon/Blubs Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@buckycuddlebuddy’s Oneshot Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@buckycuddlebuddy’s Main Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@becca-e-barnes’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@buckysdove’s Main Fic Rec Fic Recs #1   Fic Recs #2   Fic Recs #3 (DBF): Bucky Barnes

@bearsficrecs’s Fic Recs #1: Bucky Barnes

@delaber’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@metalbuckaroo’s Kinktober 2022 Masterlist: Bucky Barnes (AUs)

@goldenjo’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@buckycuddlebuddy’s Kinktober 2022 Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@assembletheimagines’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

@sj-ficrecs’s Fic Rec #13: Bucky Barnes

@buckyseternal’s Masterlist: Bucky Barnes

Series Masterlists

As You Wish Ma’am by @aescapisms: Bucky Barnes AU

Spring Solider by @fanfic-fangirl: Bucky Barnes

Once Upon a December by @xxwritemeastoryxx: Bucky Barnes

Love Cuts Deep Chapters 1 - 21 by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes

Let Chaos Reign Chapter 1- What Place Is This?   Chapter 2- Earth’s Mightiest What?   Chapter 3- Don’t Provoke The Bear   Chapter 4- People Of Earth   Chapter 5- The Man With The Metal Arm by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes

The Last Mission by @maggyme13: Bucky Barnes/Winter Solider 

Winter’s Mate by @maggyme13:  Alpha!Winter Solider

What have I done by @maggyme13: Bucky Barnes 

Ronly Friends by @metalbuckaroo: Roomate!Bucky Barnes

My Own Star on Hollywood Boulevard by @rookthorne: Rockstar!Bucky Barnes

Just the Way You Are by @draguta: DBF!Bucky Barnes

Breach by @darkmasterlistyouneveraskedfor: Bucky Barnes 

A Million Reason by @pellucid-constellations: Bucky Barnes

Greatest Neighbour by @maybepointlessthoughts: Bucky Barnes

Your Filthy Heart by @sweeterthanthis: Stepdad!Bucky Barnes

And They Were Roommates by @golden-barnes: Bucky Barnes

Security Check by @221bshrlocked: SecurityGuard!Bucky Barnes 

Day One: Fingers by @buckycuddlebuddy: TattooArtist!Bucky Barnes

All is Fair in Love + War by @tee-swizzle: Mafia!Bucky Barnes 

The Sergeant’s Heart by @foreverindreamlandd: 1940s!Bucky Barnes

Relationship Tutor Masterlist (series, completed) by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Faking It (multi-part, ongoing) - part 1 / part 2 by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

New Balance Masterlist (series, on hold) by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Mr. & Mrs. Barnes Masterlist (series, on hold) by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

The Killers Masterlist (series, on hold) by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Apartment 8C Masterlist (series, ongoing) by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Wicked Games - Completed Series by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Go On, Leave me Breathless - On Going Series by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Fuck up the Friendship - Complete Series by @summerofsnowflakes: College!Bucky Barnes

The Match Masterlist by @babyboibucky​: CEO!Bucky Barnes

Ruin by @sinner-as-saint​: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Flowers and Plums by @stardustvanilla​

Single Fics: Bucky Barnes

The Target by @maiden-of-asgard: Bucky Barnes

One and the Same by @tarynkauai: Bucky Barnes

What a Waste of a Lovely Night by @tarynkauai: Bucky Barnes

Gravity by @heartopen-testify: Bucky Barnes

Gym Class Heroes by @heartopen-testify: Bucky Barnes 

Fall Apart by @allthingsimagines: Bucky Barnes 

Do you think Bucky likes scary movies? by @scarlettwitcher: Bucky Barnes

Fuck, Marry, Kill. Dean Winchester, Bucky Barnes, Geralt of Rivia by @scarlettwitcher: Bucky Barnes

Leave Out All the Rest by @chasing-classics: Bucky Barnes

The One with the Cooking Show by @ragnarachael: Bucky Barnes

The One with the Snowball Fight by @ragnarachael: Bucky Barnes

The One with the Original Coke by @ragnarachael: Bucky Barnes

Unintended Target by @xxwritemeastoryxx: Bucky Barnes

Compromised by @xxwritemeastoryxx: Bucky Barnes

Stitches by @write-and-wander: Bucky Barnes

Dodge, Roundhouse, Pin, Punch by @write-and-wander: Bucky Barnes

Care to Dance? by @write-and-wander: Bucky Barnes

If These Sheets were the States by @write-and-wander: Bucky Barnes

Pierce the Heart by @write-and-wander: Bucky Barnes

His Eyes by @write-and-wander: Bucky Barnes

If I took this Cigarette by @diaryofabeautyfiend: Bucky Barnes

Rough Night by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes 

 Bad Dreams by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes 

Don’t Feed the Flames by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes 

Under A Storm by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes 

Avenger Things by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes 

Under The Golden Lights by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Bucky Barnes

A Little Help by @mavsstar: DBF!Roomate!Bucky Barnes 

The Hunk in Apartment Twenty-Two by @kittenofdoomage: Bucky Barnes 

That Normal Thing by @kittenofdoomage: Alpha!Bucky on AO3

A Thorough Job by @kittenofdoomage: Alpha!Bucky on AO3

Cutting It Close by @kittenofdoomage: Alpha!Bucky on AO3

A Good Hard F by @kittenofdoomage: Alpha!Bucky on AO3

Heartbeat by @kittenofdoomage: Alpha!Bucky on AO3

One Foot in Front of the Other by @kittenofdoomage: Alpha!Bucky on AO3

Strategic Fit by @indyluckycharlie: Corporate AU!Bucky Barnes on AO3

A Piece of Me by @negans-lucille-tblr: Bucky Barnes

A Hopeful Tale by @justagirlinafandomworld: Bucky Barnes

Be Like That by @gimmesomebucky: Bucky Barnes

Changes by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork : Bucky Barnes

Dirty Name Game by @jobean12-blog: Bucky Barnes

Elevators by @gimmesomebucky : Bucky Barnes  

Enemy of My Enemy is My Lover by @peachyteabuck: Bucky Barnes

The Forever Collection by @drabblewithfrannybarnes: Bucky Barnes

Gentle Giant by @touchstarvedirl: Bucky Barnes

Goodbyes by @samthemarvelfan: Bucky Barnes

Grumpy by @angrythingstarlight: Bucky Barnes

Irreplaceable by @the-canary: Bucky Barnes

Just A Few Days by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork: Bucky Barnes  

Keep Your Hands Where I Can See Them by @angrythingstarlight : Bucky Barnes  

Let's Take Five by @chrissquares: Bucky Barnes

The Match by @babyboibucky: Bucky Barnes

 Night In by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork: Bucky Barnes

On My Tongue by @angrythingstarlight: Bucky Barnes

The Perfect Match by @jobean12-blog: Bucky Barnes

Pun Intended by @jobean12-blog: Bucky Barnes

Reputation by @startrekkingaroundasgard: Bucky Barnes

Sanctuary by @lokithealligator: Bucky Barnes

Silent Girl + The Winter Soldier by @kinanabinks: Bucky Barnes  

Sweet by @noceurous: Bucky Barnes

Sweetart by @onlyjamesbarnes : Bucky Barnes

Sweeter than Sugar by @angrythingstarlight : Bucky Barnes

That Be Some Good Buttercream by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork: Bucky Barnes

The Barnes Special by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork: Bucky Barnes

Toxic Love by @gogolucky13: Bucky Barnes

We Should Probably Fix That by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork: Bucky Barnes

You Found Me by @sweetlyscared: Bucky Barnes

Venus by @frostironfudge: Bucky Barnes  

Touch my Soul by @buckycuddlebuddy: DBF!Bucky Barnes 

Phantasmagoria by @crushedbyhyperbole: Bucky Barnes

The Moment I Knew  by @maybepointlessthoughts: Bucky Barnes

Good 4 U by @maybepointlessthoughts: Bucky Barnes

Games by @maybepointlessthoughts: Bucky Barnes

Out Of My League by @maybepointlessthoughts: Bucky Barnes

Rooftop Strangers by @maybepointlessthoughts: Bucky Barnes

You Are. Every Inch. The Fantasy by @becca-e-barnes: Bucky Barnes

Part of a Family by @onceuoponastory: Bucky Barnes

Alpha, Please by @kilikina34512: Alpha!Bucky Barnes

’Mega, Please by @kilikina34512: Alpha!Bucky Barnes (Kinda continuation of Alpha, Please)

Legend of the Winter Solider by @summerofsnowflakes: Demon!Bucky Barnes

Chemistry by @onceuponastory: Bucky Barnes

Look at how Good You Take It by @world-of-aus: Bucky Barnes

Not My Babe by @avecra: Biker!Bucky Barnes

Untitled by @gagmebucky: Bucky Barnes

October is it’s Own Magic by @authoressskr: Bucky Barnes

Take My Breath by @buckycuddlebuddy: Bucky Barnes

Pocket Angel by @buckyalpine: Bucky Barnes 

Sweet Dreams by @buckyalpine: Bucky Barnes

Just the Way You Are by @mellowsaturns: Bucky Barnes

On His Knees by @sweetsweetnuit: Hades!Bucky Barnes 

The sergeant's heart by @foreverindreamlandd 

Crazy little thing called love by @barnesjamcs 

An old friend by @carryonmywaywardbucky 

Saving grace by @barnesandrogersfanfics 

That time of year by @edelweiss-and-maple-trees 

Taste of whiskey by @thesoftestpunk 

S: sweet dreams by @buckyalpine 

F: just the way you are by @mellowsaturns 

F: good men and tea parties by @writingcroissant 

F + A: in every lifetime by @wkemeup 

F + A: hang loose by @imtryingmyfuckingbest 

F: operation get mr bucky and momma together by @golden-barnes

F + A: two kingdoms by @softlybarnes 

F + A: marry for power by @duuhrayliegh

F: there is no other love, it’s only yours by @mellowsaturns

My little love by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes  

A Was an Apple Pie by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Sticks and Stones by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Mac and Cheese by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

A Bid on Bucky by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Keep Me by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Little Bo Peep by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Little Boy Blue by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Morning Kisses by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Eyes by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Deserve by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Undercover Fiancés by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Repairs by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Comforting Kisses by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

First (and second) Kisses by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

The Same by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Dusk Till Dawn by @samingtonwilson: Bucky Barnes

Some Tender, Love and Care by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Bail Me Out by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Personal Protection Squad by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Fractures of the Heart by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Forever yours, B x by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

There’s Always One by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

With All My Love by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Dancing With a Stranger (The adventure of Mr. Grumpy and Sunshine) by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Thunderstorms and Rainbows by @summerofsnowflakes: Bucky Barnes

Make Me Forget by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

His Blood on your Face by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

I Say No by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Graduation Night by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Moodboard 

His Angel, His Sweetheart by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Pushing Your Luck by @summerofsnowflakes: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Don’t You Want Me by @summerofsnowflakes: Sugar Daddy!Bucky Barnes

His Most Prized Possession by @bucky-barnes-diaries: Dark!Mob! Bucky Barnes

Hail Mary by @traitorjoelite: Footballplayer! Bucky Barnes

Fly Me to the Moon by @khimili​: Bucky Barnes

Questions by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Safe Haven (Post Endgame Bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Rescue Me (Post Endgame Bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Longing by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Obscure by @sinner-as-saint​: Dark!Bucky Barnes 

All My Love by @sinner-as-saint​: Chubby!Bucky Barnes 

Santa and Sunshine by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Tempestuous Series by @sinner-as-saint​: Royal!Bucky Barnes

Biker! Bucky by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

To You by @sinner-as-saint​: Alpha!Bucky Barnes

Spark by @sinner-as-saint​: Firefighter!Bucky Barnes

A Sweeter Place by @sinner-as-saint​: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Eye For An Eye (ceo!bucky series)  by @sinner-as-saint​: CEO!Bucky Barnes

Hundred and three (birthday special) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

All Yours (professor!reader x uni student!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​

Predestined (series) by @sinner-as-saint​: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Hostage Of Your Eyes (series) by @sinner-as-saint​: Mob!Bucky Barnes

Love Made Me Crazy (ceo!bucky/mob!bucky series)  by @sinner-as-saint​: 

Fire On Fire by @sinner-as-saint​: Firefighter!Bucky Barnes

Another World (series) by @sinner-as-saint​: Alien!Bucky Barnes

À la folie (hc)    by @sinner-as-saint​: Prince!Bucky Barnes

You Know Just What I Need (spoilt!brat bucky x head of security!reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​

Twilight Moments With You by @sinner-as-saint​: EX Mob!Bucky Barnes

You Bring Me Home by @sinner-as-saint​: Mechanic!Bucky Barnes

Power Over Me (ceo/soft dom!bucky x sub!reader series)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

You Were Made To Be Mine (pirate!bucky x mermaid!reader series)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Too Young To Love You (chubby!bucky x reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

My Favorite Kind Of Night (camboy!bucky series)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Safe and Sound (Bucky Barnes x librarian!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Unleashed (doctor!bucky x reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Take You Like A Drug (biker bucky barnes x reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Poison Paradise (fratboy/biker bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Let Me Love You (ceo!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Wreck My Plans (mob!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

‘yes daddy’ (sambucky x reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

my sweet love (uni student!bucky x professor!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

‘till we bleed out (vampire!bucky series) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

purpose (mob bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

The Unseen (hades!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

we can’t stop, we’re enemies (bucky x avenger!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Crawling Back To You  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

I am your fall (mob!bucky x ex-spy!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

War of Hearts (prince!bucky x dark fae!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

I saw you and I knew (biker!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Come Home (soft mob!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Night Hours (Mob!Bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Yours To Wield (Mob!Bucky series) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

My Salvation (Police Chief!Bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Wherever You Stray, I Follow (demon!bucky series) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Into Your Arms (mob!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

the first time (beefy!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Ruin (mini series) (mob!bucky x innocent!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

my home for all seasons (bucky barnes x hades!Reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Fall Apart  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Good To You (boyfriend’s dad!mob!bucky)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

pretty boy  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

birthday boy  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

king in your story (viking!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

you next to me (punk!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

you’re no saint  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

sub!bucky w/ mommy kink  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

like a villain (bucky x avenger!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

wanna be yours (uni au) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

quickie w/ mob!bucky  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

soft like winter (dark!mob!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Crossfire series (mob!bucky) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

middle of the night (bucky x avenger!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

meddle about (mob!bucky x babysitter!reader) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

cuffing season (beefy!bucky uni au) by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

we can make it till the end  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Capital Letters series (COMPLETED)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Single Fics: Sebastian Stan

Dating Sebastian Stan would include... (1/3) by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Sebastian Stan

Dating Sebastian Stan would include... (2/3) by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Sebastian Stan

Dating Sebastian Stan would include... (3/3) by @falcor-thee-luck-dragon: Sebastian Stan

Imagine having not one but three men being head over heels for you by @aestheticallywinchester: Sebastian Stan

Convergence Of The Twain (Professor Sebastian Stan)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

As Long As You’re With Me  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

De Trop  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Nobody Does It Like You Do  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Ardor (Artist! Seb)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Drabble #1  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Drabble #2  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Drabble #3  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Drabble #4  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Drabble #5  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Limerencia Series.  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

I Think He Knows (Headcanon)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Adore You (Professor! Seb HC)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

You Can Be My Full Time Daddy (sugar daddy! seb HC)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Professor! Seb HC  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Jealous! Seb HC  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Teacher’s Pet (professor!seb x reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Lover (innocent!Seb x Mob!Reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Predestined (ceo!seb series)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Daylight (ceo!reader x personal assistant!seb)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Strawberries & Cigarettes (Frank x Reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Afterglow (mob!seb x surrogate!reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

King Of My Heart (devil!seb)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Cherries and Wine (sugar baby!seb)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

illicit affairs (mob!seb)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Take It Off (mob!seb hc)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

His Obsession. (mob!seb x housekeeper!reader)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

All For Love  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

Somebody Else (cherry!seb)  by @sinner-as-saint​: Bucky Barnes

[auroracalisto]

aurora's 2,000 followers celebration

welcome, friend! take a seat, stay a while—this celebration is for you! like i've said before, i honestly do not know how i even amassed 100 followers, let alone 2,000 of you! i appreciate you so very much and i'm so glad to be able to celebrate with you.

when: january 1st through january 8th who: i would appreciate it if you followed me to participate, but it is not necessary. also, you can be anonymous or not—the choice is entirely yours! how: send me an ask, along with what is asked of you (see below) | please be sure to either send me the emoticon or the name that corresponds with the emoji so i know what you want!

more information is under the cut ♡

✎ blurbs [send me a prompt from this list here and a character you'd like to see it with (scroll further to see who i'll write for); blurbs will not be any longer than 900 words]

♢ mini games [fmk, top five, this or that, would you rather]

☆ ask me anything [with this one, ask me what you want to know. it could literally be anything. ask for advice. ask about my wips. you could even ask for my unpopular opinions with this one]

☼ cast my mutuals [send me a thing and i will cast my mutuals]

☺ playlists send me a character or a ship and i'll make a playlist with 5 or more songs!

♡ love letters mutuals only—send me the heart emoji and i'll write a love letter to you; why you are such an amazing and wonderful mutual. p.s., we don't have to be close mutuals for you to do this. i love you no matter what.

extras:

i will only write for adult characters.

for the blurbs, i will not write anything nsfw.

i'll write for any of the following characters: [bridgerton] anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, eloise bridgerton [marvel] matt murdock, otto octavius, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, loki [peaky blinders] thomas shelby, alfie solomons [stranger things] eddie munson, steve harrington, robin buckley [the last kingdom] uhtred ragnarsson, osferth, sihtric, finan [top gun] rooster, hangman, bob, phoenix, iceman, maverick, goose, slider [american horror story] michael langdon, xavier plympton, chet clancy, kit walker, james patrick march [the umbrella academy] viktor hargreeves, klaus hargreeves, diego hargreeves, ben hargreeves, lila pitts, sloan, axel, otto, oscar character you want not listed? send me an ask and i'll let you know if i can write for them or not.

ALL POSTS WILL BE TAGGED WITH: #auroras2kcelebration

tagging some of my amazing mutuals who may want to participate: @imgoingtofreakoutnow @imaginearyparties @yn-ymn-yln @hellotvshowtrash @elijahs-wife @dumble-daddy @twinkiemaximoff @themarvelousbee @undeadcortez @prudentia-potentia-est @dizzydancingdreamer @gggoldfinch @hoebrowsalad @kpopgirlbtssvt @kitwalker02 @leossmoonn @lady-salvatore @xxwritemeastoryxx @captainsophiestark @vxidsti1es @bisexual-rebekah @no-mercy-bby @mrs-maximoff-kenner

disclaimer: you may send as many asks as you want. however, i do have a life outside of tumblr, and i often become overwhelmed. please be patient with me as i navigate through the asks. also, if there is anything that i may feel uncomfortable with, i will delete it. please be aware that there is a human on the other side of the screen, and do not take offense.

[thatweirdoleigh]

Author's Choice

A/N: Hi yall. I know I haven't been around. I've been busy and then I got stuck.

This is an incomplete WIP. I'm not sure if ill finish it but I'm posting it in an attempt to either let it go or get more momentum. there are several more and I probably will be posting all of them or at least a "concept" post for them.

A/N#2: I tried/planned a whumptober series as I'm sure some of you remember (I think I posted about it?) I was on a major SoC kick since I had just read the books. Not all of them were SoC but most of them were. This is a part of that series. Enjoy!

Taglist: feel free to ask to be added or removed

@imgoingtofreakoutnow @elijahs-wife @yn-ymn-yln @transgendercannibal @xxwritemeastoryxx @hellotvshowtrash @dizzydancingdreamer

The first thing Kaz noticed as he walked into the kitchen of the Slat was he was the last one awake, which was strange because it was 6:30 in the morning and he was always up first with the occasional exception of Inej. The second thing Kaz noticed was it was quiet; too quiet. And the third and most concerning thing that Kaz noticed was the behavior of his Crows. Matthias was practically cradling Nina who was staring silently at Jesper. Her eyes were worried and calculated, never straying from his face. Directly across from them pressed into Jesper’s side was Wylan. He had a paper in his hand eyes darting between Jesper and the page. His hands shook as he mouthed words that were read out to him. He was doing it with such intensity that Kaz would have thought someone’s life depended on it. Silently moving around the others seemly trying to keep herself moving was Inej making waffles. But what was most unnerving was Jesper, sitting at the table completely silent staring blankly at his hands as if he couldn’t puzzle out what they were.

Kaz never wastes breath on empty words “What’s going on?”

Inej didn’t falter as she shoved a cup of coffee into his hands still hot but the perfect temperature to chug at any moment.

“Jes had a nightmare” was all she said, voice clipped.

“It wasn’t a nightmare,” Jesper said quietly as he rose. Kaz seemingly snapped him out of his stupor.

“it was just a really weird dream” He claimed, eyes wandering before finally landing on the coffee behind Inej. Wylan’s eyes latched onto him. These were the first words he had said since he woke up, all morning. Not that Kaz knew that. Jesper slept a floor below him and while the walls in the Slat were thin, the floors weren’t, save for the vents.

“I’d call it a nightmare,” said Wylan, His voice unsteady and quiet as if afraid to startle the Zemini boy. “You were screaming”

Jesper poured himself a cup of coffee, adding more sugar than cream. His back faced his boyfriend. He visibly tensed at his lover’s words, shoulders creeping up as if trying to protect him from something he couldn’t see. But he turned around with Inej’s plate of waffles, smiling bright and unaffected, “Who wants waffles?”

He asked warmly and placed the stack on the table, possibly more roughly than he would have any other day. He sat down and helped himself to the fluffy food. Everyone dug in.

It wasn’t complete silence. The Dregs start to wake with the rising sun. Members come down the stairs and leave into the cold of the early winter to find warm food to fill their bellies.

The kitchen in the Slat wasn’t big enough to feed the whole gang. Kaz and his Crows were the only ones who ever actually ate within the uneven building. A symbol to the other members, of who was in Kaz’s elite, despite Kaz denying up and down he didn’t pick favorites. The city streets crawl alive outside the doors. It was quiet for a few moments before the gruff of Kaz’s voice rumbled in the silence.

“What was the dream?” Kaz prompted, unreadable like any other day but seemingly interested in the topic of conversation as he sat across from Jesper. Inej is at his left. His cane pressed against her leg.

Jesper shook his head but Kaz took notice of how, he glanced up but wouldn’t meet his eyes. His shoulders curling in on him again, having loosened up while he was eating,

“It was some freaky dream about a dead kid, begging me to give a message to his brother,” Jesper said nonchalantly shoving more waffles in his mouth, not wanting to answer more questions. Jesper hated the dream. Hated that it plagued him every night. Hated that he woke up screaming this time. He hated the gnawing growing pit in his stomach that wouldn’t leave for hours every morning. The damn thing was making him lose his appetite and his sleep. If this continued much longer it would start affecting his shot, and make him unsteady. Kaz would not be too pleased with that. So despite nausea, ignoring the bile that rose up his throat at the sickly sweet syrup contrasting with the bitter acidic coffee and the waffles that swelled in his stomach, Jesper force-fed himself, having learned the danger of not eating, the hard way, on a job a few years back. And every night he pressed himself as tightly as he could into Wylan, begging, hoping, and praying, to whatever saint or god had mercy, he might sleep soundly that night.

“This is what he was writing” Wylan’s voice cut through Jesper’s thoughts causing his sinking dread and anxiety to deepen as the Merchling handed the paper to Kaz.

“Nina read it out to me. I had to grab his hands to get him to stop,” he explained his voice low to keep his voice steady but Wylan’s eyes betrayed his fear. Kaz took the paper from him and read the words in Jesper’s panicked and chaotic scrawl.

I’m sorry I failed you. I love you. I’m watching you from above.

What the Hell? Kaz thought. The words were repeated over and over again getting more frantic as they travel down the page.

“And what is this?” Kaz said interrogatively looking at his best friend.

Jesper swallowed around the lump in his throat, “It was what he said” Jesper murmured. His eyes flickered to Kaz’s face, “The kid. The message. That’s what he said.”  

He maintained his façade of being unaffected but he still wouldn’t look Kaz in the eyes. Kaz's eyes flicked back and forth around his face before addressing the room.

“We have a job tomorrow. Do what you need to do today. We’ll discuss the plan later,” Kaz said authoritatively rising from his seat and heading towards the entrance. Swiftly the rest of the crows rose to go on about their day. Jesper followed sticking close to Kaz, body drifting into autopilot as his mind wandered back to the dream.

The sky had swirled with galaxies of green and teal. The stars blindingly bright enough to light the street like it was a cloudy day. The first time Jesper woke up in Kaz’s bedroom in the slat body aching. He had gotten shot on a job. His wounds freshly bandaged courtesy of Nina and Inej. Mine still foggy from the blood loss. As his eyes wander around the room, he flinched at the boy standing at the end of the bed. His eyes were cloudy, swirls of gray and white, the sockets sunken  in. He had what was once a head of thick black curls, now falling in out in clumps. Dark freckles dance across his cheekbones and nose bridge, a reminder of something that was tragically human. He wore farm clothes and was all corded muscle, like Kaz, only broader in the shoulders. And his entire body was drenched in water. Dripping from his hair and running down his hollow cheeks and from his cold eyes. A walking corpse that clawed and crawled its way out of the harbor.

“Can you hear me?” the boy asked his voice deep and warped as if he were speaking underwater. Jesper’s eyes widened entire body tensing in preparation for a fight. Fists clenched tight without the familiar weight of his guns, Jesper nodded. The boy was visibly angry but his tone was desperate.

“You will give my brother a message. Word for word. Do not paraphrase or mix it up.”

And then he said, his tone just as desperate but filled with a indescribable grief

‘I’m sorry that I failed you. I love you . And I’m watching you from above .

Jesper bristled. Irritation replacing fear. Who the fuck is this kid demanding he do this for him while he’s bedridden and in pain? “Who are you and why should I do this?” Jesper challenged.

The boy recoiled in surprise. Eyes focusing slightly, as if he were seeing Jesper for the first time. He threw his head back and laughed. A sound that make Jesper’s hairs stand up on edge. Something rabid, vicious, unforgiving; unhuman. It sounded like choking. Like someone choking on water, gasping for air, unable to breathe. And then he said, “ You will do this for me because I am something you cannot explain. As for who I am, my name is Jordie Rietveld and you will give my message to my brother.”

That was how the first dream went. It had followed a job gone wrong. Jesper damn near bled out under Kaz’s hands. The Zemini was too weak to keep pressure on his own wounds. He had woken up in Kaz’s room with Wylan clutching his arms. His fingertips over his pulse even in his sleep. Jesper had chalked it up to a white light hallucination, but after he had the second, the third, and fourth, he couldn’t deny the dream. As the boy and the message began to pound between his ears, day and night, he obsessed over finding this damn kid’s brother but he didn’t know where to start.

Kaz liked to pride himself on being a very observant person. Not that it mattered, Jesper was easy to read unless he was actively lying or bluffing. Anyone who was paying attention would quickly clock onto the fact that something was bothering Jesper. It wasn’t hard to figure out why.

Images flash through Kaz’s mind as someone shoulder-checked him on the street unaware that they were touching Kaz Brekker.

Jesper’s blood, soaked through his gloves, his clothes, coating his skin, as he fought against the waters of his demons to keep the sharpshooter alive. The pale look in Jesper’s eyes contrasted with the little smile he gave as he said it was ok. He begged Kaz, to run, to leave him, if only to save himself. The horrible aching silence as Jesper lurked on death's door, his voice finally draining away with the blood loss. And finally, the bloated corpse of Jordie pressed against him, underneath his hands.

An image from his nightmare.

A violating recreation where Jordie replaced Jesper and Kaz fails them both. Needless to say, Dirtyhands and the little boy trapped within his soul had been very protective of their sharpshooter in recent weeks.

So when Kaz took note of Jesper tailing him while lost in his own thoughts he figured it was the best idea to go to the Crow Club and supply his friend with some alcohol and try to get himself and his brother Sharpshooter back up to par.

As they approached the Crow Club, the big sculpted head mounted above, Kaz breathed a silent sigh of relief when he saw Matthias and Rotty by the door and Nina behind the bar with Anika and the other bartenders. Inej and Wylan were nearby among the crowd. They were all here. All his best men within eyesight. He could relax. Have a drink. I can get Jesper to stop curling into himself like someone is gonna hit him at any moment Kaz thought.

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Intertwined

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader - Soulmate Au!

Word Count: 6.1K

Warnings: Angst, arguments, Elijah being overly protective but denying himself happiness as always, canon typical violence, a bit of fluff at the end.

Author’s Note: Because I'm apparently on a sequel kick, here's another. I promise I'm getting to the requests that I have and all the things I still need to work on from last year. I'm going where the muse takes me in my writing flow. So there's that. Also please note that you need to read Hidden Marks before reading this one.

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It had been months since Elijah had seen the three intertwined circles on the middle of Y/N’s back that made up her soul mark. The first and only time he'd seen it, he'd been pulling a wooden bullet out from her back when she asked for his help. From the moment Elijah helped to remove the bullet, the mark haunted him. 

Seeing her mark should have been a great thing. It should have brought him some peace and happiness to see her mark. That her mark matched the very one he had just below his left clavicle. A perfect pair that made sense for how close they had become as friends over the century. If anything, since seeing her mark he's been conflicted on his feelings. 

Part of him wants and tries to be protective of her. His soulmate that had come into his life when he least expected it. The woman that had become his best friend over the century had been the one thing he never actively searched for. He now knew why she stepped into his life and never left. But it was the other part of him that caused him to fight daily with his feelings. 

Y/N would be in danger because of him. She would soon become a target if even the slightest word had slipped about who his soulmate was. An endless cycle he'd force her into if an enemy ever came knocking. Threats and being captured for the sole purpose of being leveraged against him. 

Not to mention if his brother had ever lost his temper with him. Klaus wasn't one to spare the women in Elijah's life before. What difference would it make this time? All it would take was one action that made Klaus feel the slightest ounce of betrayal and he'd take it out on her. 

Elijah was willing to take on the devil himself if Y/N was in danger. He was reminded of it any time she recklessly put herself in harm's way. An argument he had with her plenty of times during their friendship, but held a deeper meaning as of recently. 

He was also reminded daily how easily she could bend him to her will with a simple smile as she walked into the room. Or the occasional knowing look she'd give him when he or his siblings said something she didn't agree with that would almost instantly change his mind about the situation. Especially if she added in her details that would make it reckless on her part. 

But no matter how many times that feeling of comfort and love started to grow for the woman he believed he could only care for platonically, he could never voice it. He could never bring himself to mention the details that he knew. And because he chose to keep it to himself, it began the yoyo effect of wanting to keep her at a distance and keep her close for his own sanity. 

It hadn’t gone unnoticed by Y/N either. From the moment she offered him a night out to deal with the humans who had put the bullets into her back, she noticed something different. She noticed the way his demeanor changed around her. He grew worrisome over the smallest of things he never had before. And even fought with her longer over details of plans to help take down the threat the Mikaelsons had been faced with. 

She found herself frustrated on the days that he brushed her off and all but ignored her. He had never once been cold to her in the time that she had known him. They had pushed each other’s buttons on occasion, but Elijah had never once pushed her away like he had been doing now. Every time he did, it hurt more than Y/N had ever expected it to. 

They were close friends, she knew that. She knew there would always be moments that Elijah would pick his family over her. That there would be moments where he would keep his family safe and do anything he could to also keep her safe. She knew she was not the highest priority. But why did it feel like someone had staked her when he walked away from her when she felt she really needed him for a few moments?

That's when the thoughts of doubt had been planted in her head. Doubts that were formed and fueled to drive her insane for most of the night that made it almost impossible to sleep. What had she done to earn such coldness from someone that she was close with? Had she crossed a boundary that she had suddenly been unaware of? 

The final straw that broke her had been moments ago when she offered to go with him to deal with the beginning of a threat. It was always something they had done together. A way to have Elijah’s calm and calculated approach and her glimmer of chaos that would always work out in their favor. But when he told her to stay behind, she could no longer keep anything at bay anymore. 

The moment Elijah had told her to stay behind, her face fell at his words. And as he walked past her to leave his expression hadn’t changed. And as she turned to face him, she let it all out. 

“What have I done?” She asked, causing him to stop in his tracks. “Have I wronged you in some way that makes you no longer want to be around me?”

Elijah heard the way her voice cracked towards the end. He had hoped that his actions wouldn’t hurt her. But here she was asking what she had done to him when in reality it had been him to do it. He turned to face her and shook his head slightly. 

“No.” His voice was composed in comparison to hers. “You have done nothing at all.”

She shook her head as she crossed her arms. “I’ve known you for over a century, Elijah. I know well enough to know you are lying to me. If I’ve done nothing wrong there wouldn’t be this shift between us where it feels like you suddenly want nothing to do with me.”

“I assure you that if I had wanted nothing to do with you, you would not still be standing here.” It was as close to the truth he could go to without coming out right with it. “We are facing a potential threat that I feel as though I need to do this with my siblings. We have no idea what they are fully capable of and the last time I checked, you are not as indestructible as you believe.”

Elijah had no idea how this threat would continue to play in their lives. He had no idea what knowledge they planned to use against them in an attempt to try and take him and his family out. That was why Elijah wanted to do this without her. He wanted to make sure that she would remain safe. 

He didn’t want to take Y/N with him with the possibility of allowing them to get an inkling that Y/N had now meant more to him than he let on. He didn’t want her in danger from something he didn’t fully understand. This was the part of him that was willing to do anything to protect her. He just had to slightly push her away in order to do so. 

“That never stopped you before.” She noted as she took a step towards him. “I may not be an original, but I am still a whole lot older than a majority of the threats that walk into the city. I have proven myself over and over that I can handle my own. I’m even better by your side. But ever since you’ve seen my mark, it’s like you don’t want to be near me. All I want is the truth from you. Did I do something or did my mark tell you something that you haven’t told me?”

Elijah looked at the ground for a moment before looking back up to her. He could see the hurt in her eyes as she expressed everything. But he couldn’t bring himself to tell her even though every part of him wanted to. To bring some peace to her mind on his reasoning instead of making her feel as though she wasn’t wanted. 

“I’m going to try to make this as clear as I can." His voice was still even, almost void of any emotion. "This threat is not to be taken lightly. While we do not have the full specifics on who they are or why they are here, I do know they have come close to harming the people I care about." His eyes met hers. "While our normal plan pairs perfectly with the riff raff we deal with, at this moment it does not. So no, you will not accompany me tonight. I need you here." 

After taking in his words, all she could manage was a nod before he was gone from her sight. He didn’t even give her a chance to respond or fight him on what he was telling her. And it left Y/N feeling defeated. 

Her mind still tried to make sense of the changes that had come over the last few months. Every push and pull that happened between the two being analyzed as if it had been some rather important document or experiment being worked on. She was trying to find something, anything, to show what caused Elijah’s sudden change. No matter how many ways she thought about it, it only came back to one starting point: the night Elijah saw her mark. 

Had seeing it really thrown him off to not want to be near her like he had used to? Not showing them their marks had been a preference they decided on early in their friendships. If there was ever a day they felt comfortable in showing what it was, they would have. And that night, with a bullet in her back, it hadn’t mattered if Elijah had seen it or not. 

She ran a hand along her face, trying to shake off the thoughts that had kept her pacing her room for hours after he had left. She no longer cared about the mark or who she may have possibly shared it with. Why did that change now that Elijah had seen it?

It made her wonder if he had seen the mark on someone else. If there was a possibility that he felt guilty in some way after seeing it. There had been plenty of enemies in his existence. At some point he could have easily come across it and not realized it until he saw it on her back.

Did it belong to someone who had betrayed him? Had he seen it on someone that he had taken their life out of necessity? Or had this person been a victim of the many spells he had endured? 

Deep down she knew it was the fear of losing Elijah. Something she had thought about over the century and a half she had known him. Friendships can only last so long before one reason or another comes along. She knew plenty of people who had left her on the back burner after finding their soulmate, even during her human years. 

She had grown used to having Elijah in her life. It would take her longer to find a memory that didn’t involve Elijah versus the ones with. Over the years she had become dependent on the fact that Elijah had always been there for her just as she was for him. He was a constant and part of her hated the thought of her ever losing that. 

At the thought, Y/N had felt her heart sink. A simple thought putting everything into perspective to her. The idea may have been formed from past experiences, but it all made sense. Elijah must have found his soulmate. And if that was the case, she was sure this was the beginning of being put further back on the burner.  

“Y/N?!” Rebekah’s panicked voice had broken her from her thoughts, causing her to move quickly to find Rebekah. 

Upon reaching the courtyard, a gasp left her lips as she found Rebekah dragging a half standing Elijah towards the couch. The majority of his clothing had been covered in blood. Parts of the fabric had been torn in several places. It was as if Elijah had picked a battle he couldn’t win. 

“What the hell happened?” Y/N asked as she moved to help get Elijah settled on the couch. Her eyes had still been taking him in, accessing his injuries. 

“Witches.” Elijah breathed out as he tried to get a hold of reality. He had lost enough blood and his mind had been a distorted mess from the magic he had been subjected to. 

“Everything had been going according to plan but whatever spell they used on him, it threw him off course.” Rebekah took the moment to leave the room to get items they needed to help Elijah for the time being until Freya could get back there. The moment she was back she continued. “The others are still there dealing with them.” 

Seeing the items Rebekah had brought, Y/N reached for the towel that had been sitting in a bowl of water and began cleaning off the blood from Elijah’s face and neck. “I can understand the disorientation, but what the hell ripped into him?” 

There was panic rising within Y/N. She hated that he had made her stay behind. She could have been there to help him in some way. Been there to help prevent him from being hurt as he was now. 

"Between the spell and some of the wolves within the vicinity, he couldn't watch his back." Rebekah said as she picked up another towel and folded it before placing it on Elijah's forehead. Afterwards she began picking up little containers of what Y/N could only assume were herbs and salves that Freya had instructed her to use for the time being. 

As Y/N ran the towel over his neck, Elijah lifted his hand to her hand, stilling her movements. It caused her to look up at him. His eyes had been looking over her face, before they settled on her eyes.

"You're safe." His voice was barely above a whisper. 

She nodded her head. "I am safe. You made sure I was." She wasn't sure if that was what he needed to relax more as she attempted to help clean him. "Freya will be here soon." 

With that, Elijah seemed to relax his hold and it allowed for her to continue wiping up the blood. So far it looked as though any of the injuries he sustained were healing. It may have been at a whole lot of a slower pace, but his wounds were healing. But the moment her hand moved to remove the shredded fabric stuck to his skin along his left shoulder and chest, his hand grabbed a hold of her wrist, not wanting her to continue. 

"I need to make sure your wounds are healing Elijah." She said softly as she brought her eyes up to his once more. "Or to at least give me the peace of mind that this looks way worse than it is." 

"For once let someone take care of you." Rebekah added and pulled his hand away from Y/N. It had been too easy to remove his hand. His strength is almost non-existent given what he'd been through. 

Elijah hated that he couldn't get his mind to process the protest he wanted to give. He hated that he couldn't give a strong enough response to say he'd deal with it later. But the spell within his mind made it difficult to think clearly for more than a second or two at a time. 

Elijah’s eyes never left Y/N’s face as she began to move the fabric away from his chest. He didn't care about the wounds he was facing. He didn't even care that Y/N and Rebekah were caring for him. It was what laid just under the layers of fabric she was removing, that had him worried. 

Quickly dipping the towel into the bowl of water between her and Rebekah, Y/N brought it back up to his chest and began to rid him of the drying blood. There was a part of her that was relieved to not see some gaping wound that he was trying to prevent her from seeing. 

That relief soon turned into curiosity as the blood was being wiped away. The beginning of Elijah's mark became clear as day. With each wipe of the towel the mark continued to grow. And as last of the reminisce of blood was removed from the mark, she all but dropped the towel. 

Just below his left clavicle had been three intertwined circles. It ran horizontally across his skin in the exact same way it ran across the middle of her back. And for a moment she fought herself on reaching out just to run her fingers along the mark. A need to make sure it was really there. 

Elijah had watched her the whole time. Even through his hazed mind he could see the way relief had flooded her eyes before her brows began to furrow. The curiosity in her eyes had been evident and there was nothing Elijah could do to fully protest in his current state. All he could do was watch her as she learned what he had months ago. 

Her soulmate had been right there in front of her for over a century.  

Her eyes snapped to him and Elijah could see several emotions flash through her eyes. He could see the way there was a sliver of excitement before hurt filled them as she tried to stop the tears from welling up. 

"What is it?" Rebekah asked as she caught on that Y/N had stopped her movements. 

Y/N shook her head slightly before looking away from Elijah. "Nothing worth noting." She said as she went back to wiping the blood. 

She kept her eyes away from the mark and as best as she could from keeping them from looking up at Elijah. She could feel his eyes on her. But she refused to look his way. 

All of her wild thoughts that had been going through her head earlier had only been partially right. She honestly never thought this was the case. And if she was being honest with herself, this felt worse. 

He had found his soulmate like she thought.  But she hadn't expected it to be herself. Not with the way he had pulled himself away from her during the course of the last few months. Not with the way she felt that she was losing her best friend. 

Elijah knew that he was her soulmate and he didn't tell her. There wasn't an excitement at knowing that the person they spent decades with had been the one person they both chose not to actively look for. Their life had been great just as it was. Until Elijah saw her mark. 

She tried to stop the spiral of thoughts that began to form. It was already too late to try to spare her heart the pain it was currently feeling. No matter how hard she tried to focus on helping Rebekah take care of him, one single thought played in her mind on a constant loop. 

He knew they were soulmates and he tried pushing her away. 

The moment Freya came running into the courtyard with Klaus and Kol behind her, Y/N pulled herself slowly away from the side of the couch. It was a way to not only keep the now unwanted attention of her facial expressions away but to give the necessary space Freya would need. 

When she moved a little too far for Elijah’s liking, his hand grabbed a hold of hers. This time his grip was tighter in comparison to earlier. He was getting better, stronger. The venom from the wolf bites was leaving his system while the spell kept a tight hold over him.

Y/N's eyes met his one more time. She could tell he was pleading with her to stay there with his eyes. Almost to say that once Freya helped him he'd explain everything to her. That he needed her to stay there.

There was something in her eyes that changed a moment after his words had pierced the air. “Would you tell me if you saw the mark on someone else?” 

“Of course.” He said even though it had been a lie. He knew he wasn’t going to speak of the very mark that was on his chest. 

Her heart ached at the sudden memory that filled her mind. She wanted to break down. She wanted to run to get fresh air. Do anything that would allow her to process the information she had been given in the last few minutes. 

Freya came over and knelt down beside Elijah, giving Y/N the chance to pull her hand away from Elijah. She took several back as she tried to decide if she wanted to stay or leave the area. But a heartbeat later she was mumbling some excuse and left the courtyard. 

It was only when she was safely behind the door of her room, she felt more clarity than she had downstairs. The wave of emotions she felt calmed in comparison.  While silent tears had begun falling, it hadn't felt like her world had come crashing to a halt as it had. 

"For as many times as I've come here to hide away, there's never been another person here." Y/N said as she took in the stranger. "Might have to find a new one if this one is compromised." 

"I can assure you, I've known about this place for a lot longer than you." The stranger looked towards her. "I may have been out of the city for some time, but I will know more about the history than you ever will.”

A laugh passed her lips causing a smile to form on his lips. “What if I told you I watched that town in the distance be built?”

His eyebrow raised slightly before he looked towards the town she had been speaking of. “I’d then ask if you knew what was out there before the town was built.”

“A small village.“ She responded.  “One that was destroyed just a few years after I was born. There are stories of a creature that roamed the woods that surrounded that village. A creature that was hunted but never killed.” She shrugged her shoulders before looking back towards the stranger. “Though I’d love to hear what you have that can top that.”

He laughed for a moment before he placed his hand out between them. “I’m Elijah. And I assure you, I can surpass any story you’ve been told about the area.”

“That’s a challenge I’m willing to take.” She said as she placed her hand in his. “I'm Y/N.”

That year Y/N needed to get away from the life she had found herself in after being a vampire for a few centuries already. The mountaintop just above the town she was born in had always been her go to place to reevaluate her life as a human and as a vampire. That night, Y/N had been debating on watching the sunrise for the last time. 

But Elijah had been there to pull her thoughts away from the sunrise and into a life that she had now thrived in. Elijah had been there when she needed him the most. Her soulmate had been the one to pull her back from the edge and she never knew it until now.

Elijah had saved her that night. He saved her and it wasn't long after he paid off a witch to create a daylight ring for her. A friendship shouldn't be had just in the dark. Those had been his words as he held up the daylight ring for her to take a few minutes before sunrise a few weeks later.

Her heart picked up in pace as her mind continued to accept everything that happened. The details of their meeting to this current moment made sense from a soulmate perspective. No matter how many times the flashes of memories played through her mind, there was no changing the facts. 

"What if I don't want to marry my soulmate?" A young Y/N asked as she kicked her shoe at the dirt. 

Her mother's laugh filled the air. "You don't always have to marry your soulmate. Sometimes it depends on what best suits the both of you. Your soulmate can be a best friend or even a lover. Sometimes they're both." She knelt down to Y/N's height. "There's one thing I know though. Having them in your life in any form is a whole lot better than not having them in your life or losing them. So when you are able to meet the person that knows your soul without needing to try hard, fight as hard as you can. Fight with them, for them and alongside them as needed." She ran her hand along Y/N’s cheek. "I know this doesn't make a lot of sense right now, but I promise one day you'll understand. "

The sound of the knock on her door followed by the door slowly opening had pulled her out of her thoughts and memories. Without even looking she had already known it was Elijah. She quickly wiped at her cheeks before she turned towards the door. 

The moment she had, Elijah could see that the whirlwind of emotions he saw earlier in her eyes had shifted. Even as her eyes welled up, he could see the hurt along with acceptance. And if he was being honest with himself, the acceptance is what scared him. 

He took a few steps further into her room before he came to a stop. "What I've done was-" 

"Cowardice?" She finished for him before he got the chance to even form the next word. It made him raise his brow. "Because whatever reasoning you have for not telling me was the worst decision you have ever made. And I know there have been plenty of questionable decisions you've made." 

"I know I should have told you that night." He gave a slight nod. "For a brief moment I wanted to. But then I realized the danger you would be in because of me." 

She had already begun shaking her head before he finished speaking. "Danger that I haven't already been in from just being close with you. Or to your siblings for that matter." She watched as he opened his mouth to speak but she quickly continued to stop him. "I know it's not the same. Putting it out there makes it more real and practically puts a target on both of us. I know what that target looks like. That just means we'll be better prepared for it." 

She knew from experience how easy it was to use a soulmate as leverage. How easy it was to threaten them to get someone to bend to their will. There was a dark decade in Y/N's existence where she had once toyed with humans and their soulmates. A time where her humanity had been switched and she hadn't cared. 

She knew the tricks that could be played. She knew how much damage someone could take before they snapped. The emotional torment that could be played on both parties to get the point across was something she lived for during that dark decade. 

At least that was until her humanity had been forcefully switched on. She tormented herself afterwards on how she could carelessly manipulate people by using the one weakness they all had. It was part of the reason she found herself heading back to the mountaintop. 

"If today has taught me anything it's that you were safer without me near." He watched as her eyebrow raised before he continued. "While having you by my side would have been beneficial for many reasons, I watched as my worst fear played through my mind because of a spell. A spell that provided sufficient reasons on why I was right on my decision to not say anything." 

"A spell that was used to distract you.” She noted. It explained why he had seemed so relieved at seeing her safe. "And a fear that we could have worked out beforehand if you simply had told me. I spent the last several hours wondering how and when I had become the problem. Part of me knew that you had found your soulmate and that was why you were pushing me away. That maybe you were trying to distance yourself from me to make room for them." Her eyes began to well up. "I just never thought you'd be pushing me away because I am your soulmate."

Elijah shook his head slightly as guilt filled him. He could see in that moment how hurt she had been by it. The emotions she had displayed when he first came into the room broke down bit by bit. And the thought that she believed she was the problem stung him in ways he never believed it would. 

"I don't know if I can be what you need me to be." He said a moment later. "It has been proven time and again that whenever I let an ounce of happiness into my life, it's quickly taken away. I refuse to have the same thing happen to you. And if that means keeping you at a distance or even you leaving the city-" 

"Nothing has to change!" She cut him off as she shook her head. "We have been by each other's side for over a century without even knowing we were soulmates. We have been through hell and back together without even questioning how it was possible. I have fought by your side not caring if I died in the process." She wiped at her cheeks as more tears escaped. "I will continuously be by your side even after this. I don't care if it is as something more or keeping things as it has been. But don't you dare for one moment think that I would be safer with you pushing me away or even deciding that it's better without you in my life." 

He sighed softly before taking a few steps to close the distance between them. "If anything were to ever happen to you because of me, I'd never be able to forgive myself." His hand came up to her cheek before using his thumb to wipe away more of her tears. 

"It's going to happen with or without you in my life." Her eyes met his. "I am no stranger to being threatened by your family. I have had Klaus's hand on my heart and I'm still here in front of you." She placed her hand on top of his as she leaned into his touch slightly.  A way to prove that she was there. "I am not even a stranger to having a witch use me as leverage or even used to fight against you. I can leave tonight and what's to stop anyone from coming after me once it's actually figured out?" She watched as he took in her words. "This isn't just one sided either. I am afraid of what each new threat could mean for you. I want and need you to be safe, maybe even for my own selfish reasons. But I will not let you push me away without at least fighting to stay. I will continue to be by your side no matter how much you push. I will stand there by your side and face the enemy with you and die there with you if it comes to it. I will continue to be your friend or more if that is what you need and you'll never have to worry that I'll leave you. But I will not let you try and push me out of your life for the fear of what could possibly happen to me just because you're afraid to let yourself be happy."

Elijah's eyes never left hers as she spoke. He couldn't bring himself to look away from her. Not when he was seeing everything play through her eyes. Every emotion, every piece of history and hopeful future had been displayed within them. And he could no longer ignore what he'd been trying to avoid. 

He knew everything she said was right. He would hate himself if anything happened to her while she was gone. He couldn’t even begin to imagine how it would feel if he ever learned the news that something had happened to her. He couldn't ignore the fact that throughout the years and even now she was fighting for her place to stay no matter how hard he tried to keep her at bay and safe in his eyes. 

The same safety that he had been trying to provide her since the night they met. How broken her eyes had looked from the moment she took a seat next to him on that mountain top. And how everything within him had told him to protect her from anything. Even himself if it ever came to it. 

But as he looked into her eyes now, he could see the woman that had become his best friend.  The woman that stood there beside him as threat after threat came. How she cared for him in his moments of need even though he fought her on it. The one person he couldn’t go more than a few days without speaking with. It was why the thought of losing her scared him even more than he ever believed. 

After a moment, Elijah nodded his head. “I give you my word that I will not push you away or ask you to leave.” His thumb gently moved along her cheek. He watched as something changed within her eyes. “I don't believe I could actually watch you leave, let alone be alone out there in the world. Nor can I picture a day where you are not in my life in some form or another. You have your selfish reasons and I have mine. But I have never wished for you to look so hurt as you have today and I will spend as much time as needed to make up for it. ” He looked elsewhere for a moment before looking back at her. “I just don’t know how things will change from here.”

The part of Y/N’s heart that expected the worst had felt relief. Relief that he wasn’t going to continue to push her away. Relief that he was willing to accept that they were soulmates and that she wasn’t going to go down or leave without a fight. And if anything, there was a small tug of a smile at her lips at his words. 

“We continue as friends, just as we have.” She offered. “If in the future things change, we’ll go from there.”

A hum of agreement passed his lips as he pulled his hand away from her. As he did, He maneuvered his hand to take a hold of her’s, finding comfort in just holding her hand within his. Her offer of nothing needing to change played in his ears.

There was something within him that agreed with that. Mixed within the agreement was the hope that things would change for the better. But for now this was a step in the right direction. A step that meant he wasn’t going to push her away as he had planned to. It was in a direction that he strongly believed he’d never lose her in the way that he feared.

“We’ll handle things as we always have.” He nodded his head, a small smile pulling at his lips. 

“Together?” She asked as a small hopeful smile pulled at her lips. 

She could joke about how they would work together as she always had in the past. She could have added in how reckless they could be. How the calm and chaosbetween them would keep things interesting. But at that moment, she only needed the confirmation that it would continually be them against everything else that came at them.

“Together.” He promised with no intention of ever breaking that promise. Even when the world learned of the mark they share, he’d keep his promise and keep each other close to their sides. As a friend, as a potential lover, but most importantly as soulmates that would never have to live without the other. 

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Blood Moon: Scene 1

A Vampire Diaries Special Edition Fanfiction By: Allyssa J. Watkins 

Niklaus Mikaelson neared the shadows edge in the wood, wearing the misty eve as he would a heavy cloak around his broad shoulders, stepping so that only a part of his determined face, and one gleaming blue eye caught in the cast moonlight.

"You're late," He whispered to the swirling fog as it swept out over the clearing, his voice not altogether pleased, and yet not entirely angry either. "Of course you're late......." He whispered much more fond, a smirk curling in the corner of his amused lips. He straightened his black silk tie, the pinstripes on it leaving the slightest trace of red, and smoothed his black tuxedo jacket as well, his revealed eye fixated on the clearing, and the way the ruins of a stately mansion created phantom shapes in the night.

"You're angry with me........ I can feel it......... he breathed each word, his lips parted. "I feel........ The Fire. The fire that I love, the fire that you tempt me with, tease me with. That same transfixing flame you burn me with, even as I beckon it. That fire is yours yes, but unbeknownst to you, Love, it's also mine. I've coaxed it, controlled it, and it licks at my hand, and you think it's at your behest, but it's not. It comes because I've called it....... and so will you. You'll come, oh yes, you'll frustrate me with the waiting, being the flippant, smouldering thing you are. You'll curse me, you'll screw up that pretty face, set ablaze those lovely, lethal eyes, and you'll hate it, you'll deny it, fight it, but you will come, My Flame, because you can't resist the one who lit the spark of a dying blaze.

The sheen of red satin like a dancing flame emerged from the ruins, the ruffles trailing down her leg, catching the evening breeze as she ran, and the cool night air toyed with the ruffles across her bare back in an enticing and truly envious display. She wasn't using her vampire speed, and his thanks was resounding, for without it, she seemed to be running slowly, her human stride, making it far more able for him to admire her figure in motion. To blur such a watercolour vision through hasty acceleration, would be nothing short of sacrilege.

"Resplendent," Klaus managed breathily, drinking her in as hungrily as he did human blood, letting her drip down his throat and from his lips, warm and smooth, tasting the sweet with just the right hint of sting, all of it, primal in its pleasure. He watched the pale moonlight cling to her loose raven waves as they spilled down her bare shoulders like black ink, illuminated in a ghostly glow, light entwining with dark, a couplet of shine and shadow.

"Soft now...… For all my artistic prowess, every stroke of trying to capture you, commit your visage to my canvas, was utterly in vain...…. A shade, a shell, of the fiercely alive, force of a woman that torments me even now. Oh My Muse...… how I have failed you....…

"KLAUS!!!! KLAUS I KNOW YOU'RE HERE!!!! DAMN IT, KLAUS!!!"

Ah, and there it is...… the sting. Natalia, still running, screamed out his name in the dark, in full throated vexation, and he watched her open mouth wrap around the sound, as she cursed him openly. The silence had shattered with her fury, screaming across the foggy moor, but the fixating image of her crimson figure was made all the lovelier for it, her anger most becoming, and her eyes burned like stoked embers, searching for him in frenzy.

"KLAUS!!!"

"That's it, scream it, Tal, until your whole body trembles with the intensity of your breathless rage, until my name's affect consumes you. Burn me alive, suffocate me with the smoke in your eyes, set fire to the night, that we may succumb to it, and each other...…..

"KLAUS!!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?!?"

"I'm everywhere," He whispered with an especially teasing smirk. "Come find me, My Flame. Your sire demands it."

"KLAUSSSSSSSS!!!!"

His eyes snapped shut, and he breathed in the prolonged piercing cry like a draught of elixir, his mouth falling slightly open, as he luxuriated in its sensual song. Brava, Natalia. Brava.

She hurtled more furiously towards him, daring the dark to reveal him, and he opened his eyes again, to see her scrunch her silken obsidian curls in cascading frustration, her cheeks red with both the exertion and aggravation. He waited for it, for his moment, and at last she stopped, just short of the edge of the clearing, out of breath, fuming. Her eyes were murderous, as he stepped out from the shadows into the waiting pool of moonlight with a whistled tune, the darkness falling away from his imperious face, his blue eyes positively striking.

"With lips devil red, and skin the colour of mocha," He taunted, circling her, and his burning lips smiled, though his eyes did not. "You're late." He hissed in accusation, the playful manner falling away.

Natalia's fine, dark eyes snapped back, though she seemed for a moment, distracted by his choice of dashing formal wear. Yes, I do look scrumptious, don't I, he thought, careful not to let his expression waver.

"Late? Are you kidding me!? You're LUCKY I came at all!!!! What the HELL, KLAUS? You're CRAZY, if you think you can summon me in the middle of the freaking night, tell me what to wear, where to meet, all because you decided on a whim I had to play whatever screwed up game this is!!! I have a LIFE, okay, outside of your spoiled, rich boy, over-indulgent theatrics!!! Her threatening eyes lingered for a moment on his silk tie, taking notice that the red pinstripes on it matched her dress to perfection. "Okay...... really, what is this......? Are we going to the Prom?"

Klaus moved closer, and his smile was more scornful than genuine. "Amusing, that you think I have any regard at all for your so called home life with those insufferable band gnats. Worried about missing morning practice, are we?" He chuckled, his haughty blue eyes becoming ice cold. "Too bad. I am your Sire, Tal, and you might recall this pesky little thing that has bound together our blood called The Sire Bond. Rage all you want, My Feisty Songstress, but you will wear what I tell you to wear, and you will appear when you are summoned. I might remind you that this Spoiled, Over-Indulgent Rich Boy, is the only reason you have this life you're so proud of. He closed the space between them swiftly with a slight blur, and he was impressed when she did not so much as flinch with the intrusion. "You're welcome." He whispered in a rasp, smoothing a rebellious curl off her forehead.

They stared at each other for a moment, and he could feel it, her anger softening, the raging fire beneath quelled, and she hated that Klaus' touch had that betraying effect, when any other man would have inspired the absolute opposite.

"As for the Prom...… I have never shared Rebekah's vehement desire for such raucous frivolity. Are you, by chance, having a particularly odd late night craving for finely dressed, probably drunk, pubescent teenagers?"

Klaus watched her fight her smile, knowing she would lose, and he smirked too, part of him hoping she'd even laugh, the other, far smarter, more realistic part of him, knowing she'd never give him the pleasure.

"Ughhh no, definitely not. I'm not that kind of girl."

Klaus grazed his fingers lightly down her shoulder, across the satin ruffle hanging pleasingly from it, and continued the length of her delicate arm, watching the bumps appear on the flawless latte skin, looking deep into her softened eyes as he spoke. "What kind of girl, are you, Natalia? Tell me. Whose Natalia are you?

Tal stared back, her eyes steady, her body betraying her attraction to his commanding presence, his masculine scruff, and even that damned suit. I'm not going to say it, you can't make me say it. Her eyes flickered with something dangerous just for a moment, something that gave Klaus hope, his eyes intensifying. No, she pleaded in her mind, sensing him searching the silence. Don't look at me like that.......

"You want me to say, yours, don't you?"

"Aren't you?"

He watched her struggle, felt the shift as she looked away from him, overcome with the fear of what he'd do with her hesitation.

"I-"

"Shhhhhhh," Klaus soothed, pressing his thumb to her lips to quiet her, bringing her gaze back to his. "I know, you can't answer, and I know why...…. It's because of him...….."

"Klaus....."

"The Irreverent Romeo, The Cavalier Casanova, the utterly more vexing of the two Salvatores," Klaus snickered cruelly.

"They're both pretty vexing...…." Tal answered, as Klaus withdrew his thumb from her lip, taking notice of an anxiety that hadn't been there before.

"Yes, I do agree with you, Darling. That's why my request should come as no surprise. I'm going to ask you to do something for me, that you're not going to want to do, but it is, shall we say, rather critical to our relationship. I need you to break up with the Salvatores. No, Sorry, let me be rudely transparent, and just bloody say it. I need you to break up with Damon Salvatore."

Natalia drew back sharply as if she had been struck, the softness that had overcome her with Klaus' cast spell, dissolved, and she glared hatefully at him, making his own features harden with the stunned slight.

"Are you kidding me!? What the HELL are you talking about!? I HATE Damon Salvatore, Klaus!!! You KNOW what he did to me, I can't STAND him, He- He RUINED me!!!! Is this a joke!? You can't be serious!!! You're JEALOUS, so you make light of my darkest moment, my deepest pain!? Unbelievable. So happy I got all dressed up for THIS!!!!"

Furious, Natalia whirled around to leave, and Klaus caught her arm, his fingers curling around it tightly, possessively, growling, feeling his own ire rising in his chest.

"Yes, how stupid of me, your precious Damon is in the past, how can I forget!? He LEFT you, caused you irreparable damage, hurt you most profound!!! You'd never betray me, your saviour, your sire, your damned saving grace with the likes of him, now would you!? You'd never have SEX with him in the street, but oh WAIT, that's right, you DID!!!!"

Natalia's lip furled, too enraged to even speak, recoiling at every sardonic word spat from Klaus' lips, and she yanked herself free, something inside of her breaking, cursing herself as the anguished tears rolled hot down her cheek her pained whisper, more cry than actual threat.

"Go to hell, Klaus."

Klaus' brow pulled back, knowing he'd taken it too far, knowing he was about to show undermining weakness in her eyes, but he didn't care, and his voice cracked on the words as they burst from his lips.

"I AM in HELL!!!" He cried out, his words and strange, manic manner such a shock to Tal, that she stopped dead, looking at him incredulous, and he took her arm again, this time with a rare tenderness that made a remnant part of her heart ache. "Don't you see? Natalia, I am in HELL, every time that man touches you, every time he says your name, every time he dares enter a room where you are...….."

Natalia's eyes looked frightened as the single tear escaped down his cheek. In all the years she'd known this dangerous, this notorious, this unrelenting, ruthless man, it was the only time she'd ever been this scared of him.

"The way he looks at you...…" Klaus uttered, his voice still broken, his teeth clenched as he stared at her through his released tears. "There is no greater weapon he possesses against me, even the white oak stake offers a fate preferable to that eternal torment. I can't survive it, Natalia...….."

Natalia couldn't help herself, she slowly turned around, her body moving of its own volition, defying her natural instinct, and reached for his face. With a shuddering breath, he closed his eyes, as she pressed her palm into his cheek. Now it was he who felt scared. It wasn't supposed to go like this. She- She wasn't supposed to see him this vulnerable, this fragile, this- this wasn't him! Oh what have you DONE to me, Tal? What is this- this affliction that makes me a fool?

"Klaus-"

"No," He managed unsteadily, fighting for his composure. "You will LISTEN to me!! I've let this go on too long, now, this disastrous folly!!!" He yelled, knocking her hand away, when everything in him screamed at being woefully denied her touch. "Enough!!! I've allowed you to keep him too close, I've endured your clandestine dalliances, because I know....….. I know what a comfort that can be had in faces that remind us of much happier times, memories of love, of bliss, of a transcendent togetherness. But he is poisoning us, Natalia. He uses you, he dares TRIFLE with you, he's confusing you, and I won't have it!"

"Are you...… forbidding me from seeing him?"

"I would prefer it be your choice," Klaus countered, an edge in his voice. "But, yes, I suppose I am. Cut him out of your life, Tal, remove this sword from your side!"

Natalia shook her raven tresses in disbelief. "No!! You can't do this, Klaus, you CAN'T tell me who, or who not to associate with!!! You don't get to decide who trifles with me. Those memories you speak of, the bliss, and transcendent togetherness? Ha! They're toxic, okay, tainted with his scathing betrayal. What once tasted so sweet has turned to ash in my mouth!!! I taste it every time I see him, Klaus, that vile rancor that chokes me, and GOD I want to stake him, myself!!!!!"

"If you think that's best, Love." Klaus simpered.

"No!! I mean, yeah, don't tempt me...… But whether I like it or not, as badly as I have suffered loving and losing him, we're always going to have a history. I hate it, but I can't undo the past, and since we're both going to live forever...…… I'm stuck with him."

Klaus scowled, shaking his light auburn curls, his lip protruding with his defiance. "NO. I do not accept that. I will not let that womanizing, leather clad, Lothario, use your history as an excuse to stay, and further injure you. Stop picking up the broken glass, Tal, and drop your Bad Salvatore Habit!!!"

"Klaus, I can't-" She insisted, watching him bristle at her resistance, his eyes narrowing, his sweet fragility from moments before, fallen away.

"You can...… and you WILL." He insisted through gritted teeth, his tone forceful. "As your Sire, I demand it."

"What happened? Did he say something to you? Why now? What could have possibly brought all of this on? Klaus, I don't understand-"

"Say it. Promise me, that you'll stay away from him." Klaus commanded, unflinchingly, his eyes hard.

Natalia felt the fire within her start to catch, not caring for the liberties Klaus was taking with her so carelessly. She leaned forward, her eyes smouldering, her red lips full of spite.

"No."

Klaus smiled, but it was an angry smile, his eyes still icy, and he raked his fingers through his hair, before resting them, tremulous against her temple, his voice soft, and somehow the most threatening she'd ever heard it.

"You know...…… I can make you...…."

Natalia breathed heavily, her obsidian eyes flashing, and she was sure she'd never despised Klaus more than in this moment.

"You promised...…… You PROMISED you'd never do that to me."

"You are not giving me a choice," he rasped back. The Sire Bond should be persuasion enough, but still you resist, still you refuse, because in some perversion of thought, you want him...…. You want him more than you want me, the man who has given you everything."

Klaus whispered that last word especially harsh as his lips brushed against her ear, his fingers holding steady, and he knew he could do it, compel her before her next breath, and by sheer force of will, make it so that Damon Salvatore never saw this exquisite face, never beheld the fire in her eyes, never lusted for her womanly, caramel figure ever again.

"I'd never forgive you...…." She hissed back, both of them poised, daring the other to move first, his fingers still fixed. Oh yes...….. There was that."

"Tal...…." He whispered delicately, feeling the ache ravage his heart, and her own expression gentled, as his two fingers caressed the side of her face, much like he'd done with the painting on the canvas. "My Spanish Rose, My Spirited Siren...…." He inhaled deeply as he buried his face into the dark, silken curls veiling her cheek. "Let me help you...…. Let me save you from his heartless treachery. I can make you forget him, free you from the pain of every memory. It would be a kindness....... I can make it so the two of you never met in Italy, never reconciled that night in Barcelona a hundred years hence, never kissed in the gondola in Venice, never splashed each other in the Trevi Fountain. Oh my Love, I know it hurts, but it doesn't have to. How much more lovely things await you, than those you leave behind. Let me do this, for you....…."

Natalia trembled violently, as he brought his full lips to her cheek, and her mettle-tested hard exterior that she had so tirelessly forged, broke with his kiss, as the much softer, more deep feeling and vulnerable Natalia from two hundred years ago emerged, silently crying. He pulled away, tasting the salt of her tears, moving to perform his compulsion, when she suddenly grasped both of his fingers on the side of her face, just as he leant down to lock his eyes with hers.

"Klaus, please...…"

Klaus hesitated, having never seen that look in her eyes, having never beheld this facet of hers, this beautiful fragility, this sweet, desperation.

"I don't want to forget...… not any of it. I was..... I was so happy, I was infinite, and unbroken, and I-I want to remember how it felt, even if it hurts now, knowing I'll never be that girl again. Never love that fearlessly. Klaus, I beg you...…. don't do this. Don't take it from me."

Klaus brought her to his chest, and she collapsed against him sobbing, as he enveloped her in his strong arms, resting his cheek atop her curly head, both palms pressed to the bare skin on her back, and he fought his own tears, so affected.

"I won't. I promise you...…. I could never do it, not now. Oh Natalia, My Darling Girl, forgive me, I-I am a selfish, cruel, jealous, insensitive menace, and I do not deserve such a fiery fairness to call mine."

Tal lifted her head to look at him, her eyes still glimmering, burning like candlelight with what he'd only caught a flicker of before. "You may be all of those things, Niklaus...…. but you are beautiful too. My Soulful Artist, My Sexy Sire."

Klaus shuddered, his lip curling around his next shallow breath, hurting as he drew it in, and he was sure he'd heard her wrong, though the euphoria coursing through his hybrid form heralded he had not.

"You...… think I'm sexy, do you?"

Natalia bit her lip, and while she should have been horrified with herself, cursing her weakness, she let that heaviness fall from her shoulders, casting off her armour, grinning like her former self, only this time her smile was indestructible.

"Sexy as HELL, Klaus! Please, like you didn't know!" Her dark eyelashes fluttered coquettishly, before she pointed her finger at him, fighting the smile that wouldn't die. You tell anybody though, that I said that, and I'll kill you."

"Fair enough," He chuckled, disarmed by her smile, his exhale sharp, breath drowning out useless speech, his cheeks hot, suddenly not trusting that this was in fact, reality. Sure he'd been praised before, mostly by insufficiently clad girls too drunk to know better, or otherwise flattered by feminine scheme in some nefarious attempt to abuse his family's power, but not by her...…. Never by her. In a thousand years, no words had ever affected him the way hers had. No woman had ever transfixed him like her, and nothing, not anything had ever terrified him more than siring this perfect creature, and craving her affection even more than her blood.

"You're ravishing to the point of madness," He rasped hungrily grabbing at her skirts to pull her up against him.

"Shut up, and kiss me already," She sassed, running her fingers through his curls, something she'd never done before, but hey, she would be lying if she said she never thought about it...…. among other things.

"As you wish...….." Klaus' smile was impish, the red satin positively sinful as it slipped through his fingers, his hands bunching it at her shapely hips, pulling her into the fevered kiss, pressing into her lips with a growl. But as he tasted the fire, as it burned on her lips, as it tempted him to devour her, the wolf inside fell silent. Instead of letting the heat rise, and work him up into an animalistic frenzy, instead of craving to control that beautiful blaze, stoke it relentless, he felt himself melt in it, the kiss softening, his lips succumbing to hers, as he sipped the exquisite wine instead of swallowing it whole, wanting to savour it more leisurely. His lips were delicate, as they moved over hers, lingering, breathing her in, overwhelmed with this strangely gentle sensation, something happening, something transcendent from the past stealing through him.

Natalia's lips trembled in the kiss, stunned as he painted his soulful passion in long, slow, careful strokes, ever the artist, their lips brushing against each other's over and over, uncommonly sweet, losing themselves to it, tasting the tenderness that they were both so afraid to feel. It had always been there...…. either masked in violent passions, or furiously fended off, but this time they were powerless. It flooded through the kiss, unyielding, and broke over Klaus like a wave smashing against a stubborn rock.

A thousand years of hardened anguish, of inescapable torment, and pent-up rage, fell away in one strike of an achingly soft kiss, as the Klaus hunted, the Klaus hated, the Klaus reviled, and corrupted by blood, dissolved, and transformed into the Klaus he never thought he'd be again. The noble, pure-hearted eleventh century boy stood in the ruthless Hybrid King's stead, and all he wanted in the world was to stay here, to keep kissing this mysterious raven-haired maiden with his shy, eager lips. This beauty out of time, the angel banishing his hell. His hold on her hips became more soothe than seize, clinging to her, needing her, delighting in her lips, kissing her seemingly for the first time.

Ridiculous. He'd kissed her before...… Fangs dripping with lust, ripping his shirt off, shoving her up against the wall, to have what was his, to take what the Sire Bond could not deny him. They'd kissed after killing, after feeding, blood smeared on both of their lips, sharing it between them, the victorious predators reveling, and GOD knows he'd kissed her just to shut her up when she was being impossible, difficult, captivating...… But this..... What the hell was this?

The boy felt the tears sting his crystal blue eyes, and while the Hybrid King would have railed against them, the human Niklaus let them fall, let them mingle with the sweetness of their dancing lips. The King marveled at the boy's answer to his wild-eyed quandary, his mouth falling open, paralyzed. No. No, it was........ impossible. But as Natalia's slender fingers brushed against his tidy, red blonde stubble, and disappeared into his crown of light curls, her lip lowering to retake his, he felt it truly, deeply, echoing like a forgotten song, reverberating through him, the sound frightfully pure. Innocence. This was the long absent taste of innocence, of a paradise lost, found.

They stayed that way for a heartbeat, perfectly still, lips still touching, but not moving, mouths slightly open, neither one of them wanting to be the first to break the kiss, but both knowing that they must. She pulled away, and he let her go, his trembling hands finding refuge in his tuxedo jacket pockets, her own lovely, lovely fingers flying to her lusciously red lips, and even as he watched them touch where he had kissed, he could still feel them on his face, in his hair, and she looked at him like the danger, the terror, the dire threat he truly was.

"Thank you," He rasped, still chasing his breath, and his chest broke inward as he saw the crystal trails glittering on her own bewildered face. She'd been crying too...….. Natalia almost never let him see her cry, and these weren't the tears he'd on occasion caught a glimpse of. You're crying...…. because you're happy...….. I made you happy. He brushed his lips against her wet cheek in one last ache of a final kiss, his palm cradling the back of her wildly curly head, and he felt a rush of fresh tears stream down his face, and though the king fought to keep his secret, the boy knew he was in love.

"Thank- Thank you," The words strangled in Natalia's throat, and she bit back her own tears, the shock, the anger, the enchantment, the emotional vulnerability all too much. What the hell was that? What- What did he think he was doing, kissing her like that, manipulating her, prying into the depths of her soul, all for what!? This is sick, this can't just be about Damon..... What was he playing at? But as she stared at him, the damning evidence of his own undoing painted in his broken expression, she wondered with a tenderly taken breath, if it all could be real. Do you- do you- love me, Klaus? God, could you love me?

"Thank you...… for tonight," She whispered in a different, much softer voice, crossing her arms over her chest, feeling naked, watching the warmth flood his eyes. "Thank you, Klaus, for letting me keep my memories, I know how hard it was for you, and you don't know what it means to me.

"I only let you keep them so I could outdo them, intending to create a new one with more drawing light, than that which has tarnished." Klaus' smile was playful, his voice still slightly breathless, cracking with his unleashed emotion, and he hastily rubbed his finger over the crest of his lip, to stop the tear that was resting precariously there. Get it together you blubbering fool, he cursed himself, but as he looked at her, at his Tal, his iron maiden, and saw her become as soft as water, his own eyes became sapphire pools, concealing no underlying menace, only drawing serenity, and his countenance became wholly innocent.

"Of course, always and forever, The Showman, Niklaus, but my, that you have done so, most dazzling." Natalia's smile was incredibly sweet, and so unlike her, her eyes dancing with an even more dangerous fire, that glowing candlelight that sought to warm instead of burn.

It sashayed over him in its beckoning shine, and he'd never felt less deadly, less immortal in his entire eternity, a dandelion blown to scatter, breathing in the sound of his full name, romanced by the scandalous way it rollicked, and rolled from her tongue, catching in her slight Spanish accent. She always said it the same way, spoke it aloud like a mantra. He'd told her his name when he first found her, amidst the remnants of the ruined house, trembling under a splintered table, her white dress covered in blood, taking her into his arms, and she'd said it then as if it named some mythic figure, some divine saviour. He'd never heard anyone speak it that way, and even after near two hundred years together, he still felt like that grand, miraculous rescuer, every time she said it.

"You are yourself, Dazzling, Natalia. I needed only provide the proper accoutrements." Klaus smirked, feeling himself returning, needing to take the power back, needing to be her Sire right now, and not...…. He sighed with the thought, though whether it was one of frustration or longing, he had yet to reconcile. Not........ Her peasant boy. As lovely as it had been to break with her, to be weak with her, to lose control..... He was still the king.....

"Klaus, this dress, it's-" Natalia laughed very girlishly, and he allowed himself one more moment of weakness, drawing back her ebony tresses to better see her face, knowing precisely what she wanted to say, and knowing full well why she couldn't say it...….

"Custom," He interjected for her with a handsome wink, and she smiled at him graciously. "I was painting one night, brushing the red against the white of the canvas, and let's just say I was...… inspired."

Natalia smiled again, and then gave him a teasing, knowing look, "So you're saying I'm in God-knows-where at midnight, as your Red Cinderella, because you had some artistic revelation?"

Klaus' grin widened, his eyes deviously sly. "Something like that, yes. However, our midnight won't break the spell, but rather cast a new one."

"Meaning?"

"The mystery awaits, and you're much smarter than Cinderella, so why don't you stick around and find out."

"You do realize, you're frustrating me by being cryptic, as we stand on the edge of a cliff, right? Hell yeah, I'm smarter than Cinderella, and much more dangerous in heels too." Natalia's laugh was full of mirth, even as she taunted him in that irresistible way of hers, and he smirked too, the sound surrounding him in its fleeting music. I'm much smarter than any clueless prince, My Fire. If he'd had any sense at all he never would have let you out of his sight...…."

"Well before you throw me over, and dash me on the rocks, why don't you wait until after our interlude. Come........"

He extended his arm to her, looking over his shoulder, with an arched eyebrow, and an insistent smirk.

Any other time she would have demanded an explanation, before she took one more step. He could be so infuriating with his flowery speeches, and his showy stunts, but God that kiss...… it was like a spell in itself, she couldn't shake it, and even more worrying, she wasn't sure if she wanted to...…. Damn you, Klaus Mikaelson.

She walked calmly up to him, and he smirked again, satisfied as she took his arm.

"This better be good."

"Oh My Darling...…. You'll never forget it...….. Not even if you are compelled to."

They glided through the ruins like elegant ghosts, transfixing, in their prim promenade, Natalia's crimson dress trailing behind her, passing the burned and worn down remains of what was once beautiful architecture.

"What is this place...…?" She wondered out loud, her voice hushed, the curiosity getting the better of her. Klaus smiled to himself as he looked out over the moor, the fog curling around the cliff's edge, and the bits and pieces of a fantastic colonial estate came together in his mind, flooding it with rich, oil painted memories.

"This used to be my favourite place in all of Mystic Falls. In fact...… it still is...... In the 1760's, in a glorious time before the stench of the Salvatores' arrival from Italia, isn't that a pretty thought?" He smiled mischievously, arching his eyebrow again. "This was the crown jewel of vampire society in the Americas. The lavish, extravagant parties, the reckless frolicking, all housing the collection of the most powerful creatures in existence, and we lived like kings. Mystic Falls was a cursed kingdom, a beautiful and terrible place under our spell, and it belonged to the vampires."

"What was it called?" Natalia asked stunned, this mysterious place holding such a draw for Klaus, as he stared mesmerized, his mind somewhere else, that far off look in his eye, centuries falling away, and she found it all so intriguing.

"Noirbloom Manor." The smile in Klaus' voice was pure, wicked pleasure, as the name formed on his lips, and lilted from his tongue. Even the very name...… the way it tastes on the tongue with such delicious menace...…. Such mysticism and infamy even still."

"I've heard of this place...…" Natalia said in a breathless gasp. I always thought it was a legend, a dark fairytale.

"It was a fairytale...…." Klaus' voice rasped with such profound awe, and Natalia watched him lean down in the grass, to brush his fingers against a beautiful, yet strange black flower, its center glowing the darkest of violet. "And yet fairytales almost never have happy endings."

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 

[janedoewriter]

Collection of Tom Hiddlestion and his characters

(mostly Loki)

Originally Posted: 1/16/2023

Updated: 1/20/2023

Will be slowly updating from my likes

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[thatweirdoleigh]

fic concept that I'm not sure ill ever write

part of the whumtober series I never wrote, one of the few that weren't SoC, Prompt: Coma

Taglist: feel free to ask to be added or removed

@imgoingtofreakoutnow @elijahs-wife @yn-ymn-yln @transgendercannibal @xxwritemeastoryxx @hellotvshowtrash @dizzydancingdreamer

Tony doesn't died at the end of endgame, his arc reactor turns of but Peter's super hearing picks up the weak pulse no one else can detect. Tony is rushed to a hospital/medbay (if its still standing), in the years following Stark tower is rebuilt and its decided that Tony will be announced dead so the press stop prying despite him being alive but in a coma. Harley comes to New York and him and Peter bond, they are brothers now, similar to Tony and Rhodes, (this relationship is based off an Ao3 fic/series called a motley crew by orphan_account. the last installment was in 2020 but i hold it with my little hands as my brains spins is around like a microwave)

Tony is stable and at home in the Stark Tower, Peter is practically his sole caretaker since everyone is grieving/has given up over the years.

Peter buries himself into tinkering and passes through a few toxic relationships, he becomes more and more like Tony every day. All the way down to the drinking and self isolating. Every one is worried about him. He is "retroactively" adopted. When tony was declared dead they found out Harley and Peter were written into his will. May died during the events of Infinity war/Endgame. It's decided peter will just stay with Pepper and she legally becomes his guardian.

One day Harley gets fed up and confronts Peter about his spiral. (No one told Harley Tony was still alive, He wants peter to stop being consumed by his grief and to live in a way that would make tony proud) Peter gets angry and defends his choices. they have a "falling out" (they've never argued like this and don't speak to each other for 2 weeks) somewhere in the midst of all of this Peter realizes no one told Harley and brings him down to see Tony

Harley is angry/happy/still grieving and notices Tony has more that just Saline in the IV. He asks peter what the other infusions are

Peter shyly explains that he didn't know what kind of pain he would be in (peter can't or wont say tony's name) so he was giving him a sedative/painkiller to numb anything that would be there.

Harley cusses him out to kingdom come and demands tony be taken off it.

"He's not in a fucking coma because of his injuries you fucking dumbass! His in a coma because you have him heavily fucking sedated!"

Tony is taken off the meds and, albeit slowly, starts to wake up

It takes lots of therapy (for everyone involved) but their found family (including the avengers (after many many many apologies)) heals and comes back together. Tony is weaker than before and his superhero days are behind him but he spends the rest of his life with his children. and they all lived happily ever after. the end

[imgoingtofreakoutnow]

#15. "You've taken my heart with you." W Elijah 🥺

Words from the Past

Summary: Elijah receives an unexpected letter

Pairing: Past!Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Other characters: Camille O'Connell

Prompt: "You've taken my heart with you"

Warnings: angst, slight canon divergence (?), perhaps Camille is a bit oc (?)

A/n: Hey Shle! This... turned out much longer than I expected but I truly hope you enjoy it!✨💕 @hellotvshowtrash

Taglist: @elijahs-wife @yn-ymn-yln @nalledimessi @ronniemikaelson @xxwritemeastoryxx

"Elijah!"

When he entered the Rousseau's, the last thing Elijah expected was Camille calling for him the moment he stepped in. Even though he was a quite regular there and the friendly bartender had always been nothing but nice to him, it was the first time Camille looked like she was actually waiting for him to arrive.

He walked to the counter and sat on a stool, his eyes immediately focusing on the wrickle between her eyebrows. "What's troubling you, Cami? You look quite worried."

"Well..." she started, drying her hands on her apron, "Something weird happened."

Elijah's eyebrows rose in response. "What kind of weird?"

"You see, my friend has decided to finally move out of her mother's house and she has just bought this very nice apartment, just outside the French Quarter and inside she found a lot of things of the previous owner. She needed help moving these things out and hers in, so of course I offered to help..."

"Are you getting any closer to the point?" he sighed, to which Cami chuckled very lightly.

"Yes," she assured him, crouching behind the counter but still talking to him. "So, I go help my friend and guess what I found in one of the many drawers in that flat?"

Elijah truly wanted to sigh again, but Cami's light and joyful tone did nothing but make a small smile appear on his face. "I believe you're going to tell me even if I don't."

"You're right." Finally she reappeared, holding a letter that she immediately handed to him. "I believe this is for you."

Looking skeptically at the envelope, Elijah took it carefully. The paper was stained by time: what once was white, now had taken a yellow hue, with some darker spots where humidity had done the its worst.

Then he turned it around.

Despite the decades, his name was still visible. The ink had barely lost its dark, deep colour. He lightly moved his fingertips on the letters, following the writer's handwriting, one that he knew well. One that he thought he was never going to see again.

"I'll you you alone with it," Cami murmured before moving on the other side of the counter to serve another client.

Elijah passed a hand over his mouth, his eyes still fixed on the envelope, almost scared to open it and reveal what had been hiding there for almost a century.

In the end, he managed to regain possession of his hands long enough to free the letter sealed inside. It was slightly less deteriorated, your small and dense writing covering the two pages carefully folded in half.

As soon as he started reading, a voice —your voice—, a voice he never really forgot, started whispering in his ears. A ghost of the past, back for one last goodbye.

My dearest Elijah,

I know this letter will never reach you. Even if I knew where you were — which I don't, since you didn't care enough to tell me — I don't think I could ever find the courage to send this.

I don't know what scares me the most; you, with the aid of some impossible miracle, finding it, or that it could fall in someone else's hands. I can't even phatom it, dirty hands on my words, hungry eyes running over my writing and eating my memories like crows on a carcass.

Perhaps I shouldn't even write it at all; but then again, your memory is already starting to fade, like the magic haze that follows dreams slowly disappears as you wake up.

And as much as I would want to forget you and the pain you left behind, I also know it would be my greatest regret. You were the best thing in my life, Elijah, no matter how quickly you entered it and how rapidly you vanished.

The compulsion. Elijah passed a hand through his hair. He had forgotten that part. Making you slowly forget everything that ever happened between you two... thinking about it now, it was nothing but a mean way to clear his conscience.

If you had forgotten him, then it was like he had never left you. Like he had never existed at all. Like he hadn't broke your heart running away in a mindless attempt to keep you safe from an inexistent danger.

It was selfish, deprive you of your memory, nothing more.

But you had find a way to fight it, in a way.

"Of course you did." A small, sad smile appeared on his lips as he continued reading.

I don't remember much of our first meeting. Maybe I had one too many drinks, or maybe it's my mind failing me, but I can't recall how I found myself in that speakeasy, or even what it looked like, or what I was wearing.

However, I remember how easily your hand found mine when you asked me to dance. How effortlessly you made me laugh as we twirled and moved to the rhythm of the saxophones. How naturally our lips found each other's as we hid under a porch, waiting for the rain to ease.

After that, it's all details. Wet hair stuck to my face, the soft rustle of clothes falling to the floor, the heath of our bodies mixing on our skin, cold for the rain and the shivers that rooted from our touch.

And your eyes... they still hunt my dreams. The little specks of amber that appeared in them when the first light of the sun graced your face... it took me a while to notice them dancing in your eyes, but if there's one memory I want to hold onto as long as I can, that's what I'd choose.

Elijah had to stop his read again. All those memories that he had locked away, all those feelings that they hold were hitting him like a merciless wave, full of regrets and unsaid truths and bittersweet moments that didn't last enough time.

What have you done to me, Elijah... what kind of enchantment have you put on your lips and how can I break this curse? My mind goes back to you every night, craving your presence when it shouldn't, not when you've taken my heart with you as you left.

Did you truly not care about me?

"Of course I did," he whispered, his breath short and a sudden weight on his chest. He loosened his tie.

Perhaps you didn't love me, and that I would understand...

"Of course I did." He opened the first button of his shirt.

But I thought you had for me at least some sort of affection.

"Of course I do."

Elijah had never gave away so much of him so quickly to anyone else before you entered that speakeasy, a november night of 1922. Surrounded by chandeliers and candles, you were the brightest beacon in the room. And he felt pulled to your light, like a wanderer lost in the desert to a mirage.

I wonder where you are right now. If there's another person lying next to you, their skin covered with the lingering softness of your lips, like mine still is. If you have forgotten me already or you hold my memory in your heart, like I do. If you love me...

The ink there was blurred. Round drops had made the following few words illegible, tears that time had dried but that never took away the despair they were filled with.

Goodbye, Elijah. There's nothing left for me to say.

Yours forever,

Y/N

Your voice left his mind as he read your name. And then again. And again. He read it so many time, his lips mouthing it each time, a chant that was not going to bring you back or change the past.

He chose to leave you, he chose to leave the only thing that had ever been his, just his and no one else's. He had you and he was foolish enough to let your hand go.

"Elijah?"

His eyes finally moved from your words, meeting Cami's blue eyes, again filled with worry. He had forgotten she was there.

She put a hand on his forearm. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," he nodded, even though his voice was more feeble than the light of a dying candle. He cleared his throat before adding: "Why do you ask?"

"Elijah... you're crying."