#REBECCA MET HER MAN AGAIN!!!!! AND HIS DAUGHTER

[punsbulletsandpointythings]

WELP I HAVE SO MANY EMOTIONS

[waywardcrow]

This is a request from @tianalsworld and I loved it so much! Hope you like it!

Pairing: Mob!Bucky x f!reader.

TW: Very light talk about the mob, sexual innuendos, suggestive comments, a little of angst and threaths from reader, no use of y/n, minors dni. English is not my first language so let me know if I make any grammar mistakes.

Graphics by @ firefly-graphics so all the credits to the creator.

“Hello, doll, you look astonishing today” you rolled your eyes at Bucky’s greeting, ignoring the jump your heart gave in your ribcage, you hated this man.

“Don’t call me doll, Barnes” you hissed, focused in getting the right amount of glass sugar in your mix “save that for the rich ladies attending your party tonight.”

Without giving him a glance you moved around your kitchen, the sun was barely up and your staff would not be there for another half an hour, still you couldn’t sleep. This was your first big event, you were working for a criminal family, yes but you were finally being recognized for your abilities, no longer shoved aside by stupid snobs who believed they were better than you for attending international schools and a manwhore like James Buchanan Barnes would not ruin this for you, no matter how hot he was.

“It’s jealousy what I hear?” he asked and got hit in the hand by you when he went to touch a hot tray.

“In your dreams, Barnes” his mother, the one who hired you, gave you full permission to deal with her son’s antics, knowing damn well his Casanova attitude.

“In my dreams you are sweeter with me, love”

“Well, in reality I have very sharp knives so go and bother someone else” you ordered and his laugh echoed in the empty fancy walls.

“Always making me smile, doll. Keep up with this and we’re going to end up married” Bucky stole a sugar cookie before you could react and walking backwards to the door, he blew you a kiss.

“When hell freezes over!” still, you didn’t believed a word.

Hours later, your kitchen was the complete opposite of what it was in the morning.

Chaos reigned everywhere but you controlled it, disappointing Winnifred Barnes wasn’t an option. Your hands ached, your feet were numb but the adrenaline running through your veins was enough to keep going shouting orders and prepping dishes, your brain going faster that your body and before you could notice, it was over.

The waiters were bringing everything back; the guests went home and your boss went to kiss you twice in the cheeks, beaming with happiness.

“It was perfect, dear, I knew since I saw you that you could do great things” Mrs. Barnes was like the classy ladies you used to see in magazines but she was always so nice to you, you couldn’t help but smile at her, happy for having her approval.

“I’m glad you liked it, Mrs. Barnes”

“I loved it but now, it’s time for you to rest a little, you earned it, we can talk about this and everything else in the morning” with a soft touch to your cheek, she left the kitchen, thanking the staff one more time.

You did the same minutes after, excusing yourself to go for some air you made your way to the garden.

It was only your first month in the Barnes mansion but it felt like a whole life, this could give you a lot of trouble but it was the best job you had so far and if you were totally honest with yourself, you were too enamored with the Barnes family to leave them.

Winnie was so sweet to you, so was the youngest daughter Rebecca and Mr. Barnes was always so polite, asking about your day and if you needed something, then there was Bucky.

The first time you saw him, you thought he was the most beautiful man you ever met and you still thought that way but being familiar with the endless list of women he slept with, it was the safest choice to stay away.

“There she is” Bucky’s voice broke through the night and then he was standing next to you “come, sweetheart, I have something for you.”

He pulled you by the hand and took you inside the house again with little effort, you were so tired.

“Barnes let go, I’m not going anywhere with you” making him stop you tried to pull your hand from his but he didn’t listened.

“Relax, doll, here is not where I go on my knees for you” the lack of food was playing with your mind, did he said what you heard he said?

He made you go in the balcony where a table was set with dishes of your food, candles and wine.

“What- what are you doing?” was your only question when he led you to your chair to pull it and help you take a seat.

“I figure you haven’t eaten all day so I picked your favorites” he explained like if he did this every day while pouring some wine for you.

It was true all your favorite foods were there, even the wine you were dying to try since you saw it in the mansion’s cellar.

“I mean, why are you doing this?” you asked taking a sip of your glass, it would hurt when he finally give up on you and go to the next conquer but it would be for the better.

“Because you take care of everyone here, I thought someone should take care of you for once” Bucky explained unfolding his napkin with something that looked like a nervous attitude but that wasn’t impossible, he was a fuckboy, a manwhore, the type of man that sleeps in a different bed every night and you were… you, there was no way you made him nervous.

“That’s very kind, Bucky” you admitted and his smile was shiny enough to dare the stars in the sky.

“Maybe this way you would see I’m a good guy and go out with me” he winked and maybe it was how tired you were or the wine but you laughed.

“When hell freezes over, Barnes.”

Here I am, obssesing over one more mob!Bucky and it feels great! Let me know what you think.

Love, Lily.

[buckrecs]

Single Mom!Reader

masterlist | req masterlist 

bucky with kids🥺

ONESHOT

Feel Like Baking Love by @wehaveabucky-archive

you forget the most important part of your kids birthday party; the cake. but thankfully, a local patissier is more than willing to help you in your hour of need

Marley by @leascorner

Eventually, Bucky gave his deepest secrets away and you let him know yours. Her name was Marley.

Can I call you dad? by @winvterstan

You and Bucky have been dating for eight months. One day your four years old daughter has an interesting request for Bucky.

Who’s That? by @imagineaworlds

A Bucky x single mom reader and the reader brings him to dinner.

good morning by @buckybarnesdiaries

after a mission in Europe, you come back to the Avengers Compound, being received by a lovely surprise.

Playdate by @becca-e-barnes

You’re a single parent to an outgoing little boy called Oliver. On the first day of school he makes a new friend, Thomas Barnes. Both Thomas and his dad Bucky come over for dinner.

incandescent glow by @allyouneedisbuck

bucky barnes has a knack for finding warmth. his job as a firefighter. steve and nat and their unwavering warmth and kindness. you, and your daughter, and the sunshine filled smiles and laughs. he’s just trying to figure out how to tell you he wants it all with you.

Operation Get Mr Bucky and Momma Together by @golden-barnes

Bucky doesn't play favorites but Amaya is definitely his favorite, especially because her mom is hot.. Cue a 6-year-old trying to get Bucky to be her dad. (Teacher!Bucky)

goodnight kiss by @alisonsfics

bucky stays over at your place because he’s having work done on his apartment. he gets to hang out with you and your son.

What’s on your back? by @itsbuckysworld

“Show me what’s behind your back.”

Catch Me If You Can by @buckyalpine

Maybe he isn’t so bad.

Disney Princesses and Dog Tags by @buckyalpine

My Mom Thinks You’re Hot by @bluehourbucky

your son tries to set you up with an avenger in a grocery store

apartment 4d by @sunmoonandeddie

There’s nothing Bucky loves more than the widow down the hall and her son.

family additions by @ezm-imagines

reader's daughter calls bucky dad for the first time.

SERIES

The Slip Up by @justkending

After a last hurrah to graduating college with a future to be a family practitioner, a little slip up happens… Seven years down the road, just when things just now seem to be going smoothly, Y/N approaches that slip up from all those years ago. She’s not looking for anything right now. She is just where she wants to be in life. It seems the universe has a different idea though. One called James Barnes.

Yours, Mine, Ours by @coffeecatsandcandles

Bucky Barnes has been raising his girls, Rebecca and Winnie, for the last two years. He'd lost all hope of falling in love again until he met you, a pediatrician with two children of your own- Elliot and Willow. He falls in love and he falls hard, but the challenges of being single parents still weigh on you both at times. Luckily, you'll always have each other.

Redcove Harvest by @iwillbeinmynest

Farmhand!AU and SingleMom!Reader

The Lucky One by @avengerofyourheart

As a single mom with a jerk of an ex-husband, you’re doing your best to run the family business all on your own when your mother hires a mysterious man with a troubled past to help out. He just might be what you need in your life, but will his secrets bring you together or tear you apart?

Grant | 2| 3 by @coffeecatsandcandles

Bucky finds out you have a son from a previous relationship.

Love At First Grade by @buckysimp101

When father and first grade teacher Bucky Barnes ends up with Avery L/N in his class, the daughter of the “ruthless” CEO of L/N Enterprises, he's in for a surprise that's sure to change his life.

Part of a Family | 2 by @onceuponastory

After Y/N is abandoned by her boyfriend, the father of her 8 month old son, her best friend Bucky comes to the rescue. The same Bucky who’s been in love with Y/N ever since he met her.

Blue is for Ben by @writerlyhabits

Bucky has a meet-cute with you as you're waiting for the elevator in his building, and he's instantly captivated by you.. and your son. What lies in store for the super soldier as he falls head over heels for the single mom who lives just down the hall? Or finds himself wanting to hear about four-year-old Ben's day at school…

My Little Hero by @bucky-bear-barnes

Bucky stumbled upon a sweet young girl defending his honor. And finding out that her mom is the lovely single mom he always kind of liked.

From Left Field | 2 | 3 by @ofstarsandvibranium

chubby Bucky falling for a mother.

The Road Goes Ever On and On by @rocketrhap3000

Life as a single mother of a three year old certainly has its struggles. But when a sweet stranger makes his way into you and your little boy’s life, a one of a kind connection sparks.

[howtotrainabraincell]

May I request a blurb of Desmond’s teammates insisting he has a rest for once? (Pre or post Lucy whichever)

Of course! Hope I do it justice.

Desmond was exhausted. Utterly exhausted.

He had just experienced everything Ezio felt when he lost Cristina and the overwhelming pain and guilt and anger coursing through him was too much. Everything hurt. His head, his heart, his eyes from the forceful tears shed by the sole Auditore man, his muscles. Everything.

He knew what he had to do. The recovery of his ancestor's memories was important, and it needed to be done. But that didn't mean that it wasn't hard to go through.

Experiencing Ratonhnhaké:ton's pain when he had to watch his mother die and then watch his village get destroyed. Then having to fight his own father who refused to seek peace between the Brotherhood and the Order. Altaïr's anguish when he lost his youngest son Sef and then his wife Maria. It only went further when Altaïr was consumed by guilt for not being able to save his love, and then again when his daughter in law and granddaughters left for Egypt.

Desmond's head and heart began to hurt again just thinking about everything his ancestors had suffered through. They may have had the lives of Assassin's...but it didn't mean that they deserved to suffer.

He could hear two people in the kitchen. Rebecca and Shaun by the voices and the fact that they were the only other two people in the place. They seemed to be arguing, but Desmond's head hurt too much to try and focus on what it was they were saying.

Rebecca pointed at him her eyes narrowed. "I swear to the Isu's if you say one mean or snarky thing to him, I will slap the British out of you."

Shaun quaffed and rolled his eyes. "Am I really that bad to him?"

She looked at him pointedly without saying a word and Shaun sighed relenting. "Alright. I'll be as nice as I can.

"And don't tell him to rest up for the purpose of getting him fit to get back in the Animus. Actually, try to get him to rest. You keep pushing him the way you do, and he'll actually die, instead of just dying on the inside by being emotionally and psychologically traumatized."

The man in glasses watched as Rebecca grabbed the mug of tea she had just made for Desmond.

"Take this to him." She handed the mug off to him carefully. "Without snark."

He spoke sarcastically. "Yes mum."

Rebecca swatted at him aiming to smack his head, and Shaun barely dodged, hissing when a drop of hot water splashed on his hand.

Desmond was hunched over, his elbows on his knees as he held his head in his hands. His hair was disheveled, and his skin was pale and covered in a sheen of sweat. He had bags under his eyes and dried rings of blood around his nose, from hastily wiped away nosebleeds. It seemed as though he could barely hold himself up, and if he attempted to stand, he would fall over without assistance.

Shaun could see that the man was clearly bone tired from his interactions in the Animus.

He was going to try and be nice. He really was. Lest he be smacked by Rebecca and continue to be a complete arse to the guy who was literally the only reason why they could continue their research.

Shaun's voice was gentle. It didn't sound like him, but he was trying. Far too gentle for the snappy and grouchy man Desmond had gotten to know. "Desmond?"

Desmond looked up slowly squinting as the light hit his sensitive eyes and he was met by the scent of ginger and the sight of a coffee cup.

It was Shaun offering him a cup of tea. He reached up hesitantly wincing as his muscles protested against the action and inhaled the scent. It smelled good. Certainly, better than gunpowder, stale blood, and dirt.

The assassin didn't want to assume anything, but he thought for a moment that the British man had a look of concern on his face. He was probably seeing things. Which wouldn't be a surprise in the least.

He spoke again, once more sounding strange compared to how he normally did. "You need to rest for a while. Recover for the sake of yourself. You've been going too long without proper rest."

Desmond wanted to rebuff his statement and say that he just needed a moment before continuing. But he realized that he did need to rest. He felt like death warmed over itself and something within him told him that if he didn't...he would thoroughly regret it.

Rebecca stood a bit of a ways behind him with her arms crossed observing the both of them. "You need to Des. Seriously. We're not going anywhere. We'll be right here if you need anything."

Shaun nodded in agreement. "It's time to rest mate."

[starrrling]

REECE STARLING ( RACHEL SENNOTT ) is a TWENTY-SIX year-old GUITAR TEACHER in STATEN ISLAND. They were brought under Richard’s care when they were only ELEVEN years old. They are known as THE MISCHIEVOUS because they are MIRTHFUL but also IRREVERENT.

tw: substance abuse/addiction, parental neglect/custody loss, death, domestic abuse

BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: Theresa Rebecca Starling

Nickname(s): Reece 

Date of Birth: December 7, 1979

Age: twenty-five

Occupation: guitar teacher & restaurant hostess 

Current Residence: Staten Island

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Hair: brown, curly

Eyes: gray

Height: 5’2

Notable Features: Reece is rocking up to Richard’s funeral with a strip band-aid over her nose and a bruised eye :/

PERSONALITY & BEHAVIOR:

Strengths: amiable, outgoing, witty

Weaknesses: flippant, addictive, impulsive

Quirks: talks with her hands like a true italian, constantly fidgets with her jewelry

Vices: aside from her smoking habit—weed and cigarettes—Reece needs Monster Energy in an IV to make it through the day

INTEREST & HOBBIES:

Interests: astrology, music production, tabloid gossip, the 2005 music industry as a whole, the brad x angelina x jennifer love triangle, survivor, grey’s anatomy, gwen stefani 

Hobbies: stand-up at the local open mics, songwriting, music mixing, bird-watching, parkour

Special Skills/Talents: music theory & a handful of instruments (mostly guitar)

BECOMING A WARD

Reece’s grandmother, Estie, was an old friend of Richard’s wife, Adelia, who she met in school; once they were all married—Adelia to Richard, of course, and Estie to her own husband, Charlie—I imagine they were “couple friends,” with double dates and so on.  Estie got pregnant with Reece’s mom, Tess, a little less than a year before Adelia got pregnant with Winifred; the women probably talked about how they’d raise their daughters together. When Adelia passed in childbirth, though, Estie was heartbroken; Estie and her husband remained in contact with Richard, trying to be there for him and Winnifred if they needed anything. Winnifred and Tess spent their early years as friends.  Shortly before Winnifred disappeared, Estie’s husband died of a heart attack; Estie and Richard came to lean on each other in this time—a widower trying to raise her daughter alone, and a man who had lost everything. They found comfort in each other. It wasn’t some torrid affair—they were just the only two people left living who could understand one another. They both felt guilty, as though they’d betrayed Adelia and Charlie, and the two grew apart.  Tess, who never fully recovered from the sudden loss of her father and close friend in childhood, dropped out of high school later on, and developed a drinking problem which progressed to a drug addiction as she got older. At 24, Tess got pregnant with Reece; when Reece’s father, a fling at best, didn’t want anything to do with it, Tess moved to Chicago for a fresh start. Tess tried to raise Reece and get her life under control, but without proper help, Tess was never able to stay sober for long. When Reece was five, CPS got involved after Tess overdosed, and Reece was taken into the foster care system for a few months.  Tess was able to get sober and get Reece back; the two moved back to Staten Island, where Estie was, and when Tess fell off the wagon again a year later, Reece moved in with Estie, who raised her for the next five years. This took place in the late eighties, when I imagine Estie and Richard would have caught up after all of that time had passed—perhaps Richard would have even met Reece once or twice at some gathering or another that he invited Estie to attend, although Reece and Richard didn’t know each other especially well until Estie, aged 63, died in a car accident in 1990, when Reece was only eleven. Aware that Reece had been in the sole care of his old friend, Richard stepped in to prevent Reece from having to enter the foster care system again.

LIFE AS A WARD

Reece arrived at the Woodrow House as a grieving eleven-year-old who had no idea how to deal with her pain aside from joking about it. The times she spent in her mom's care as a kid were often turbulent, and she'd kind of adapted to the unpredictability of her mom's moods by learning to be an entertainer—nobody can yell at you if they're too busy laughing, right? So, reece developed a real knack for levity and lifting spirits that she carried with her when her grandmother got custody while reece was 5, and again when her grandmother passed and she moved into Richard's care at age 11. Reece has never been good at dealing with the deep stuff, so it's always been hard to get her to be serious about anything. Growing up, I guess you could say she was kind of a troublemaker, but it all came from a kind of impulsive hedonism on Reece's part. it was less true rebellion for the sake of rebelling, and more a desire to do whatever would be the funnest/funniest, no matter the consequences. She has some trouble knowing when a joke has gone too far sometimes, because in her mind, the Joke—whatever that joke may be in the moment—is praxis. Reece more or less invented committing to the bit! She probably spent plenty of time trying to get the other wards to go along with her dumb bits or reckless schemes, too, and she's never been able to stand anyone who takes themselves too seriously. So, that's Reece: an eternal class clown, because laughter takes some of the sting out of the truth. Even the wards that are closest to Reece probably haven't had a lot of truly deep, serious conversations with Reece—at least ones that she participated in voluntarily. Reece spent a long time in and out of alcoholism treatment programs because she couldn't really take her own addiction seriously and see it for what it was; she started drinking young, probably around 13, and she immediately understood what her mother saw in it as an all-day activity. It didn't take long for Richard to recognize Reece's drinking as problematic—after all, thirteen is young to even be experimenting with alcohol, especially given Reece's family history—but it took years of short-lasting sober stints and casual backslides for Reece to understand that she wasn't just being young and dumb, and everyone was right to be worried: it's an illness, and it's not something that went away when she turned twenty-one, which is what she'd been hoping. an instance of alcohol poisoning on her 21st birthday, though, led to Reece getting placed in a more serious addiction rehabilitation program, and she had to drop out of school, but she did get sober at 21, at least for the time being.

AESTHETIC

vintage rings, snarled curls, smudged makeup, menthol marlboros, crushed energy drink cans in the bottom of a beat up purple vw bug, scrawled-on sheet music

Reece's wardrobe pretty much gives y2k laundry day. even though her outfits are usually pretty low-effort, she sort of always comes off as though she's wearing a costume. She oscilates drastically between slutty hi-femme clothes and absolute androgyny, and sometimes she blends the two at once. She wears rings, and her hair is almost always tied back.

EDUCATION

Reece absolutely wanted to be a private school girl, but not for any academic reason. She probably just thought it would be like the movies. Reece wasn’t especially focused when it came to her education, but she did well enough to get accepted to college, which she saw, on-and-off, as a place to party, mostly. She ended up dropping out in her junior year because her alcoholism had gotten out of control, and she needed to go to rehab; she never ended up getting her music degree. 

EXTRACURRICULARS 

Always inclined towards music, Reece cycled through a number of instruments growing up—piano was her first and longest instrument, encouraged by Richard, but Reece’s favorite was guitar (something she picked up at around 14), which she still plays today. She took singing lessons for a while when she first started taking piano, and she also learned some percussion. She probably learned a little saxophone and clarinet, too, so that she’d have experience with band instruments. When it was clear that music was a real passion of Reece’s, Richard set her up with someone who could teach her music theory, and her tutor helped her learn to write music of her own, which became Reece’s major focus during her high school years. For the first couple of years she was at the estate, I also think she probably took some acting lessons and did some local theater acting, since it was probably pretty obvious that Reece really liked being the center of attention and needed some outlet for that.

THEIR LIFE NOW

As stated before, Reece enrolled at NYU to get a degree in music—I'm thinking something related to digital music production, although Reece doesn't have the equipment to do much of that anymore—and she was sober on-and-off over the first few years, not really taking seriously the fact that she needed to stop drinking, but keeping it under wraps enough that things didn't come to a head until her 21st birthday. After being hospitalized with alcohol poisoning, Reece dropped out, got sober, got settled, and moved back to her hometown of Staten Island, where she job hopped for a while before becoming a guitar teacher. Nine months ago, Reece relapsed; she'd had a conversation with her mom, something she hadn't done since her mother lost custody, and it reopened a lot of old wounds Reece didn't know how to deal with; she felt really alone in Staten Island, and she didn't want to reach out to anybody, so she started drinking again, something she kept a secret for as long as she could. Of course, Richard eventually caught on, and he helped Reece to get sober again; the other wards will probably be vaugely aware that Reece is set to collect her 7-month chip in a couple of weeks. Another thing Reece kept a secret, albeit successfully, this time: she started dating a guy she met at an open mic night she preformed at (aspiring comic in new york lets goooo) five months ago, even though recently recovered addicts are generally supposed to hold off on dating anyone until they've been sober for at least a year, for the sake of stability in sobriety. The relationship was turbulent to start—he negged her comedy routine–but it was combative in a way that Reece found kind of... comfortable, maybe? It was passionate, kind of hot and heavy, and Reece moved in with him right away; however, the relationship very recently came to a head—what had always been a fiery relationship eventually progressed into Jack manipulating & mistreating Reece, including a few instances of physical abuse. So, Reece will be rocking up to the Woodrow House for the funeral with a black eye and a bandaged nose, less than a week off of a break-up, and in need of somewhere to live (she'd been planning on couch-surfing during the process of trying to get her old apartment back </3).

[teresiel]

Favourite Character Bingo - 2023

Characters I first encountered in 2023 (not necessarily part of media released in that year).

These are intended to be ordered loosely according to genre, moving from classic to contemporary horror, sci-fi horror, thriller horror, on to drama, comedy, then comic/cartoon and fantasy. Naturally, plenty of these don't quite stay in their own prescribed mould and could be considered fitting for another genre, but this is MY PARTY and I make the rules >:(

The hardest thing I've ever done may just be forcing myself to choose only one Baldur's Gate 3 character. If this was ordered by fondness for the characters, Astarion would be up top, but it's not and I'm petty so he's last and least.

As may surprise no-one, the prevailing trends are trickster archetypes, gothic looks, autism coding, and sympathetic or misunderstood status and/or rebellion. Also Billy Crystal is there.

Listing below the cut!

Countess Marya Zeleska - Dracula's Daughter (1936)

Mrs. Danvers - Rebecca (1940)

Lady Sylvia Marsh - The Lair of the White Worm (1988)

Nevena - You Won't Be Alone (2022)

Kim Diamond - Book of Shadows: Blair Witch 2 (2000)

Brynn AND the Aliens - No One Will Save You (2023) (as an interacting set of characters, not necessarily as interesting actors singularly)

Violet and Corky - Bound (1996)

Andrea "Dre" Greene - Swarm (2023)

Gunther - V/H/S/85 (2023) - Goth boy who saves the day through his prescient lucid dreaming and rebels against being falsely cast as the villain, hell yeah.

Willard - Willard (1971) - would be in the top three if this were sorted by level of favoritism.

Gerd Wiesler - The Lives of Others/Das Leben der Anderen (2006)

Primo - Big Night (1996)

Walter Tattersall - Yellowjackets (2021-) - of call the cast and I fixate on THIS GUY. Got me again, Elijah!

Willie Jack Sampson - Reservation Dogs (2021)

Barabara Howard and Melissa Schemmenti - Abbott Elementary (2022-) - My god these two gripped me. Just give them an entire season. Gregory can be there too.

Gregory Eddie - Abbott Elementary (2022-)

Sally Albright and Harry Burns - When Harry Met Sally (1989)

Raven - Teen Titans: Beast World (2023-) - solely for her design; I am practically floating at the departure from emo/punk Raven and a return to a more whimsical gothic look. Another artist draws her looking like Billie Lourd and I'm into it.

Sharon Apple - Macross Plus (1994/1995)

Spider-Punk/Hobie Brown - Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)

The Medicine Seller/Kusuriuri/薬売り - Mononoke/モノノ怪 (2007)

Astarion - Baldur's Gate 3 (2023) - He's my best friend, he's my pal, he's my homeboy, my rotten soldier, my sweet cheese, my good time boy, and I've been so excited for you all to see his whole schtick since way back in 2020.

Runner Up's: Shin Hati (Ahsoka), Mirror Woman (The Art of Mirrors) - don't ask, Nearly everyone else form Baldur's Gate 3 but especially all the companions and the Emperor oopsies I'm a sucker, Padraic (Banshees of Inisherin), Mary (Carnival of Souls), everyone from Dungeon Meshi but esepecially Marcille and Senshi, Lorne Malvo (Fargo), Motoko Kusanagi (Ghost in the Shell), Brigitte (Ginger Snaps), The Harppy (Harpya), Joel and Ellie (The Last of Us; kept out because of the Zionist higher plot), Dracula and Clemens (The Last Voyage of the Demeter), Martin (Martin), Izzy Hands (Our Flag Means Death), Father Amorth (The Pope's Exorcist), Deer Lady (Reservation Dogs), Elora Danan (Reservation Dogs), Adam (SAW), Carl (Skyman), Kris (Solaris), Kurt Kunkle (Spree), Sammi Curr and Eddie (Trick or Treat), Bitch Cat (V/H/S/94),

[slootpoot]

Longhorn - Chapter Eight

08 | John's Journal Longhorn Masterlist

The boys make you all stay in the motel for an extra week for you to heal. Dean catches you up after you wake up in an empty motel the next morning, no messages, no boys. 

He, unsurprisingly, did not listen to Sam, and went down into the sewers. Unlucky for him, though, the skinwalker was pretending to be Rebecca and was currently with Sam. Dean did find the right Rebecca tied up in those nasty ass sewers, and the boys were able to kill the skinwalker right after he shifted into Dean. So, now, the cops believe Dean Winchester killed Emily, Zach is free, and Dean Winchester is legally dead. 

The boys also make sure you get your trip to the arch. You brought your handy-dandy Polaroid and now have more pictures to add to your photobook. 

It’s been two months since the skinwalker place. You and the boys are now sitting in a cafe in Nebraska. Dean’s flipping through a newspaper, legs crossed, and Sam is scrolling on his laptop. You’re sat between them, Dean facing Sam and your back facing the diner bar, a warm tea in front of you and a book in your hands. 

Dean sighs, folding the paper up and setting it on the table. “Not a decent lead in all of Nebraska. What have you got?” 

His hand moves from the newspaper to rest on your thigh. You don’t look up from the book. Not when the toe of Sam’s shoe is rubbing against your knee. 

“Well,” Sam starts. His foot pauses, and you finally look up. “I’ve been scanning Wyoming, Colorado, South Dakota. Here -” he points at the screen despite neither of you being able to see it - “A woman in Iowa fell ten thousand feet from an airplane and survived.” 

Dean’s eyes narrow. “That… sounds more like “That’s incredible!” than the “Twilight Zone”.” 

“Yeah,” Sam sighs. 

“You know, we could just keep headin’ east -” he gives your thigh one lasting squeeze before intertwining his fingers on the table - “New York, upstate. Could stop by and see Sarah again, huh?” Dean gets that teasing look in his eye, and that award-winning smirk on his face. “She’s a cool chick, man. Smokin’.” He whistles. “You two seemed pretty friendly. What do you say?” 

You chuckle. Sarah was a woman from New York that you had all met while working a case. She was the daughter of an art gallery owner and helped you guys destroy a cursed painting, all while risking her own life. Her and Sam shared a strong attraction, but because of The Job, Sam had to leave. Dean refuses to let it go. 

Sam has a soft, subtle smile, but it’s quick to disappear. His foot rubs against your leg again. “Yeah, I dunno. Maybe someday. In the meantime, we’ve got a lot of work to do, Dean. You know that.” 

“Yeah, all right,” his brother relents. 

You close your book, picking up your tea in both hands. “Anything else, Sammy?” 

Your voice is soft as you speak. Despite knowing the boys for so long, ever since the shapeshifter case, you’ve all been a lot closer. Probably because you’ve never really gotten injured on a case. A gunshot here and there, a few cuts and scrapes, that’s to be expected. But a knife wound running from your hip to the bottom of your ribs is a little different. 

They’ve become a lot touchier in the last two months. Subtle traces of it; Dean walking next to you with a hand on the small of your waist; Sam standing behind you while you’re researching, his hands massaging your shoulders or playing with your hair. 

They’re less subtle with what they say now, especially Dean. He was quick to return your longhorn belt to you, telling you to put it on, then and there. You had frowned, confused, until he explained that he liked the way the buckle emphasized the tiny little inch of skin visible between your pants and the hem of your shirt. 

Sam is always subtle. That’s just how Sam is. But he’s been doing more, like asking about your book and reading your favorite books. 

They both make your head whirl. 

“Uhhh,” Sam starts, scrolling on the mousepad. “A man in Colorado, a local man named Daniel Elkins was found mauled in his home.” 

“Elkins…” Dean draws the word out. “I know that name.” 

Sam shrugs. “Doesn’t ring a bell.” 

Dean starts muttering the name, digging in his bag, grabbing out John’s journal. 

“Sounds like the police don’t know what to think,” Sam says. “At first they said it was some sort of bear attack and now they’ve found some signs of robbery.” 

Dean hums, then stops flipping through the pages to shove his finger onto one. “There, check it out.” 

Both you and Sam lean closer to read the page of the journal. 

Sammy is a year old. We spent his birthday in the mountains, because I had to meet a guy named Daniel Elkins. The hunter culture is weird about how it breaks in new blood. Everyone you meet says you should go meet someone else, and learn something else, and everytime you meet someone else they take you out to hunt their favorite kind of monster. This guy Elkins lives in a cabin out in the middle of nowhere in Colorado, and according to him, he’s the greatest vampire hunter alive.

Vampires. 

“You think it’s the same Elkins?” Sam asks, pushing the journal back to his brother. 

“It’s a Colorado area code.” 

“Dean,” you whisper, pointing to the last word under John’s paragraph. “You think this has anything to do with Elkins’ death?” 

He stares at the word vampires and frowns. “I don’t know. I don’t think Dad’s ever seen one, you know?” 

Elkins’ cabin really was in the middle of nowhere. Finding it was damn near impossible in the dark, and poor you was sitting in the back with a flashlight, flipping through his father’s journal to read more about Elkins. 

The door to the cabin creaks open and Sammy stands, shoving his lockpick in his pocket. Dean is standing behind him, lantern in hand. He looks around the room, eyeing the cabin. It looked like a tornado ran through it two times over. “Looks like the maid didn’t come today.” 

He glances behind him to make sure you’re there, and sees you shoving the journal into your messenger bag. Your hair has grown a bit longer in the last two months, the black curls now brushing your shoulders. You’re wearing a black tank top and flare jeans, your trademark belt glinting in the light of the lantern. 

Dean leads you in by the arm, slightly leading you to look through the cabin with him. He makes his way to the desk and starts flipping through a journal sat on the top. 

“Hey, there’s salt over here,” Sam says, eyeing the ground near the door. “Right beside the door.” 

“Protection against demon salt or ‘whoops, I spilled the popcorn’ salt?” 

“It’s clearly a ring.” 

You’re rifling through a dusty pile of books when you answer, not even straightening up to talk. “John says in the journal that Elkins taught him everything he knows about vampires. What kills them, what doesn’t kill them, and that he believes they’re extinct.” Finding nothing, you stand up and turn to them, hands on your hips. “Dude was a player.” 

“How much of that damn journal did you read?” Dean scoffs. 

You shrug. “‘How to Kill Vampires 101’ is page twenty-two.” 

Sam comes up behind Dean, looking at the journal. “That looks a hell of a lot like Dad’s.” 

“Yeah,” Dean says, tearing his eyes away from you and back at the book in front of him. “Except this dates back to the 60s.” 

The boys move to another room and shine the lantern around the destruction. You follow, pointing at a hole in the roof. “Jesus Christ. I thought Santa Claus was supposed to use the chimney.” 

The boys ignore the joke. “Whatever attacked him,” Sam begins, “it looks like there was more than one.” 

“Looks like he put up a hell of a fight, too,” Dean says. 

All of a sudden, you squat down onto the floor, rubbing your scarred finger against the scratched wood. 

“You got something?” Sam asks. 

“I dunno,” you mutter. “Scratches on the floor.” 

“Death throes?”

You shrug, slinging your messenger bag off to rifle through for your notepad. You rip a page out and grab a pencil, placing the paper on the floor and rubbing the lead against the marks. 

“It’s a message,” Dean says. He moves to squat next to you. 

You turn the page to him for a second before turning it to Sam. “Look familiar, Harvard?”

“Three letters, six digits. The location and combination of a post office box.” Sam’s brows jump. “It’s a mail drop.” 

You smile and stand, slapping him on the shoulder. “I knew we sent you to college for a reason.” 

Dean lingers on the floor for a split second to catch a quick glimpse of your - uh, jeans - before standing up. “Just the way Dad does it.” He rests a hand on your arm, smiling. “Nice work.” 

You give a breathtaking smile and throw your bag back on, putting the paper inside.

Chapter Nine

[readingforsanity]

The Other Woman | Sandie Jones | Published 2018 | *SPOILERS*

A deliciously disturbing, compulsively readable debut domestic suspense - prepare to meet The Other Woman: there's nothing she won't do to keep you away from her son...

Emily thinks Adam's perfect; the man she thought she'd never meet. But lurking in the shadows is a rival; a woman who shares a deep bond with the man she loves.

Emily chose Adam, but she didn't choose his mother Pammie. There's nothing a mother wouldn't do for her son, and now Emily is about to find out just how far Pammie will go to get what she wants: Emily gone forever.

The Other Woman is an addictive, fast-paced psychological thriller about the destructive relationship between Emily, her boyfriend Adam, and his manipulative mother Pammie.

Emily meets dashing Adam Banks in a pub, and after a date, the two of them move quickly in their relationship. Adam is everything Emily has been looking for: successful, good-looking and hopelessly in love with her.

After meeting Adam's mom, the notorious Pammie, Emily becomes the victim of her vile behavior. It's clear that Adam and his younger brother, James, are the two remaining things in her life that mean the most to her after the unexpected death of her husband while the boys were young. When searching through photo albums, she spots a photo of a young Adam with an equally attractive young woman named Rebecca.

With the thoughts of Rebecca in the back of her mind, she realizes that she has died, most noted by a small caption underneath the photo that Pammie wrote, stating that she missed her every day. Adam confesses that Rebecca had an asthma attack and died because she did not have access to her inhaler, and that Pammie was the first on the scene.

Emily is taken aback by this news, but they begin planning their wedding after Adam proposed during his birthday celebration. What should have been a big night for them turned into a shit show after Pammie collapsed in the middle of the big announcement. She ends up being fine, and things begin taking worse turns for Emily.

Pammie ends up inviting Charlotte, Emily's former best friend who slept with her first love, and whom she hasn't spoken to since, to her hen night. Despite being completely blindsided by the invitation, it ends up being a blessing as Charlotte and Emily rekindle their friendship. But, things keep getting worse. Adam begins acting more and more controlling, and the worst yet, is after Pammie exclaims that she was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer the night before their wedding.

This unexpected news brings Adam to cancel the wedding to focus on his mother during her treatments. Emily knows that this was a selfish attempt at getting under Adam's skin, and catches her in the act of lying after bringing her to the hospital for one of her cancer treatments. Emily finds her leaving the hospital and knows that she has been lying this entire time.

Things continue to get worse. After James confessed feelings for her, Emily battled with her own feelings for James but continued to push them aside, until eventually James moves on with another woman, named Kate. During the same dinner that Emily and Adam plan to announce their unexpected pregnancy, which occurred happened after their make-up sex after the wedding debacle and Emily wasn't as keen on taking her birth control while dealing with her emotions, James and Kate announce that they are getting married.

Believing that Kate will now be on her side with Pammie, is savagely disappointed when Pammie begins acting with Kate in the way that Emily thought she would be with Pammie when they first met. Emily eventually gives birth to a daughter she names Poppy, and after an eventful morning the day after Pammie comes to visit, Emily vows to never let Pammie near her daughter again.

The night of Kate and James' wedding, Emily finds Adam in the bushes with another woman, but eventually takes him back. They begin on repairing their relationship, and while they haven't set another date for the wedding, they do decide to have Poppy christened.

At the christening, Emily is shocked to see that Pammie is actually sick and suffering from cancer. She apologizes to Emily for her behavior, and despite everything else, Emily is overwhelmed and decides to head home. She is awakened at home, to phone calls and text messages from several people, and eventually she hears Adam at the door raging. Pammie calls and explains to Emily that somehow Adam had found out about her and James, though nothing had happened, and to not let him inside.

Emily lets him in anyway, after he reassured her that he would be calm. He begins beating Emily, and Pammie comes to the rescue. She explains that she was awful to Emily simply because she was trying to protect her from Adam, and that she had actually witnessed Adam refuse Rebecca's inhaler and killed her. The police arrive to take him away, and James assures Pammie that everything will be okay, and that he and Adam knew about their father beating on her when they were young. Pammie confesses that his death hadn't been a heart attack, that she had actually pushed him to his death during one of his drunken rages, in an effort to protect herself and their children and that Adam had saw her, before running back to his room, and that he has been holding it over his head ever since.

James confesses that it was actually him who had seen everything, and that it didn't change how he feels about his mother in any way.

In the end, Kate and James are expecting, and Poppy continues to grow like a week. Pammie is in fact sick, but is grateful for the relationship she ends up creating with Emily and her granddaughter, as they now spend a lot of time together while Adam sits rotting away in jail, where he will remain until Poppy is well into her teenage years.

[princeofgod-2021]

LIGHT OF LIFE 482

John 1:4

DIVINE ORDER 47: Process Of Marriage 17

Gen 2:24 FOR THIS CAUSE will a man GO AWAY FROM HIS FATHER AND HIS MOTHER AND BE JOINED TO HIS WIFE; and they will be one flesh. BBE

NAKED BEFORE MARRIAGE 9

Before we move from this subtopic, I want us to know that there is no problem at all if you never had TIME to “Go naked” (clean, unbiased openness) before marriage.

You are free to marry a “complete stranger” as long as God has shown you that he/she is the “One”.

Gen 24:64-65 WHEN REBECCA SAW ISAAC, she got down from her camel and asked Abraham's servant, "WHO IS THAT MAN WALKING TOWARD US IN THE FIELD?" "He is my master," the servant answered. SO SHE TOOK HER SCARF AND COVERED HER FACE. GNB

You would agree with me that when a woman is to be given in marriage these days, they have her face covered, not because she has not been seen and known by the man, but as a mockery: that we are giving a “fresh”, untouched bride away today.

We are indirectly relating to the “scene” above: God bringing two [total] strangers together to marry directly.

Gen 24:66 The servant told Isaac everything that had happened. ERV

All Isaac got to know before marrying her was the experience of the servant on his journey and the confirmation that she was God’s Choice for him.

Rebecca never met him, and when she found out who he was, she covered her own face too, enhancing the enigma.

She also had her confirmation from the servant’s story that he was the “one”.

Gen 24:50-51 Then Laban and Bethuel answered, "WE SEE THAT THIS IS FROM THE LORD, SO THERE IS NOTHING WE CAN SAY TO CHANGE IT. Here is Rebekah. TAKE HER AND GO. Let her marry your master's son. THIS IS WHAT THE LORD WANTS." ERV

Even the extended family of Abraham showed reverence for God’s will here, when they accepted the servant’s story and released her to go and meet the “stranger”.

Nobody bothered about knowing the “background” or shortcomings of the groom at all.

It must have been God that also allowed them to release Rebecca to the [stranger] servant too.

Gen 24:67 ISAAC TOOK HER INTO HIS MOTHER SARAH'S TENT. He married Rebekah. She became his wife, AND HE LOVED HER. So Isaac was comforted after his mother's death. GW

Rebecca entered a strange room with a stranger, without courtship or even sitting down to talk “first”.

Yet he loved her without reservation.

Whatever form of “Nakedness” can start after marriage now, and that cannot be wrong.

If one assumes that there was even any form of Courtship at all, it must have been by the Servant, representing Isaac. Read this:

Gen 24:20-21 And she hurried, and emptied her pitcher in the trough, and ran again to the well to draw water. And she drew for all his camels. And the man was watching her, keeping silent, in order to know whether Jehovah had prospered his journey or not. MKJV

The [indirect] Courtship was not about him [first] wooing her but she [innocently] pleasing him, confirming answers to his prayers in the quest for her.

Indirectly though, the exercise also proved that she was going to be a dutiful and industrious wife to have as partner.

Gen 24:23-24 “Whose daughter are you?” he asked. “Tell me, is there room in your father’s house for us to spend the night?” She said to him, “I am the daughter of Bethuel the son of Milcah, whom Milcah bore to Nahor. NET

Inquisition about her background was just to confirm [further] God’s will, not to bother if her background was good and commendable.

How many backgrounds are perfect anyway?

When Courtship is done the way it is today: to consider Compatibility, there are commonly to many deceitful presentations, especially where there is desperation for marriage.

Joh 2:10 He called the bridegroom over and said to him, “EVERY HOST SERVES HIS BEST WINE FIRST UNTIL EVERYONE HAS HAD A CUP OR TWO, THEN HE SERVES THE WINE OF POOR QUALITY. But you, my friend, you’ve reserved the most exquisite wine until now!” TPT

May our marriages not bear any records of deception and may God help us clear them, if there are, IN JESUS NAME.

Come back on Wednesday, as we proceed in digging into this inspiring Subtopic.

Brother Prince

Monday, March 11, 2024

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[rantsintechnicolor]

the haunted mummy of perdeaux manor, episode 8

She took a few deep breaths to steady herself and tamp down the light panic in her chest. She recognized the feeling. It was something like the delicious thrill she had felt with Eva. Yet it confused and frightened her. Had she really just felt something similar with George? And in feeling it, did she betray Eva? But hadn’t Eva abandoned her? No. She didn’t know. And no. George had just been kind to her after her brother had been a monster toward her. 

She took another deep breath and shivered. It brought her eyes back into focus. She caught sight of George assisting the porter. She shivered again and walked out of the trees into the drive in time to see him disappearing into the front door on the other side of a crate. On the steps of the house above the bustle, she saw her father controlling the chaos by directing men with crates. She heard him say, “... storage… gallery …the labyrinth…” and thought perhaps a new statue would soon be installed on the last empty plinth. She slowed her walk when she saw her brother next to him, looking after George, his expression miffed, as though jealous of the attention George gave to the porter instead of himself. The man standing next to him she didn’t recognize. 

Her father turned to give her brother some direction and John disappeared into the house. She picked up her pace and approached her father. He opened his arms and embraced her.

“Ah, Rebecca. Dearest daughter! It does me good to see your face!” He kissed her head, genuinely pleased to see her. John had learned his superiority from their father, but hadn’t found much use for kindness or loving his family as his father did. “Oh, you are damp and chilled. I shall quickly introduce my friend and then you must go inside and be warm by a fire.” His new acquaintance bore a resemblance to George though the features on his face were sharper and more creased. He was still handsome though his curls were graying and his eyes were dark.

“Allow me to present Lord Albert Mayweather, classics and history professor at Oxford. We met on the journey and I am learning so much. Lord Albert, this is my eldest and very accomplished daughter Rebecca, who is also very hungry for knowledge. Pray do not indulge her curiosity too much. I shall blame you if she runs away to college.” He guffawed heartily at his joke. He didn’t mean it in a cruel way, but it stung Rebecca who dropped her eyes briefly and curtsied. She did want to go to college and her father’s comment reminded her of when John told her nastily that girls don’t go to college. It broke her heart and made her unhappy to be a woman.

Lord Albert touched his hat and bowed, his smile wide and his eyes gleaming. “Miss Perdeaux, I am happy to answer any questions you might have. It would be my pleasure, I assure you.” She liked his manner and sensed his genuine generosity of spirit, similar to the one she was starting to trust in George.

“Thank you, sir. That is very kind of you. Now if you will excuse me, I shall do as my father bade.” 

She entered the front hall and untied her bonnet, and a footman stepped forward to take it from her. The gallery to the left and right of the foyer had become crowded with crates and porters speaking in hushed voices. The family portraits appeared to look down on them, supervising or perhaps eager to see what was secreted inside. George and John were chatting at the other end of the hall. She quickly made for the stairs, hoping John wouldn’t see her, but he called her back. She couldn’t pretend she didn’t hear him and it would be rude to ignore him. She took a deep breath, knowing what must be coming. She was ready for him this time.

“My poor sister, looking like a dirty, drowned rat,” he said as she approached him and George. The ringlets around her temples, as was the fashion, had been pulled limp by the damp weather. The hem of her dress did have spatters of mud. George clasped his hands behind his back to keep them still and searched the ceiling for the strength to be polite to his host. She glowered back at John but said nothing. “What do you think, George?” 

George tried very hard to look bored. John looked back and forth between them. 

“Well, you two are very dull. You don’t like my joke?” 

“I don’t agree and it’s hardly funny,” George replied. Their eyes met as she studied the annoyance on his face. His face softened, as if apologizing for not being able to do more. She let herself stare for half a second. He’s just being kind. Isn’t he?

John guffawed loudly. “I know it isn’t to you, but I do so enjoy your discomfort.”

“What can I do for you, brother?” Her tone was clipped and edged in irritation.

“Oh nothing. You have served your purpose as my amusement. You may go.” Rebecca turned on her heel and hurried away before he could think of a reason to call her back. “George, shall we go see my rooms,” she heard him say. 

“Actually, I’d like to see my room. I find I’m rather tired after my walk.”

Rebecca knew John would offer his rooms again for George’s rest, but the footman offered to show the way before John could shape the words.

[notsoslimmshady]

𝐎𝐨𝐨 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲

Chapter 1: Setting Sun

One week before the crash

Amelia County, Wyoming, Acosta Family Ranch

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“Mari!” Roman, her older brother by 10 years helplessly, called out to her in the dark. They were both in the shed, along with her second oldest brother, Richard, who was named after their father and grandfather. Richard was only seven years older than her, but he was by far the most sensitive sibling of the three present. “Shut the hell up, Ro! You're gonna wake up Grandpa and Grandma. Is that what you want?  Do you want them to come out here and see this shit? Because we both know that grandma won't hesitate to call the police… no matter who it is.” Marceline huffed as she grabbed the foot that was hanging out from underneath the dark blue tarp in the back of Richard’s pickup truck. Her boyfriend of five years, Perry, steps out of the passenger side, clearly panicking.

Marceline had met Perry in high school and had a crush on him for a while before he had met his then girlfriend, Rebecca. The two had a child together before Rebecca had eventually left, leaving a heartbroken Perry and a motherless nine month old Amy. Perry and Mari hadn't gotten together until Amy was around two years old. The young girl is now seven and looks at Mari as her mother figure.

Thinking about her sweet Amy had made Mari pull the now deceased man out of the trunk, wanting to keep this situation hidden so she would be able to stay with her father. She makes sure to keep the tarp over him as best as she could as she did not wish to see the dead man's face because she had once known him. “What happened?” her older brother Roman asked as he grabbed the man's upper half and helped his younger sister set him on the ground. He sounded breathless, from the fear of the situation or from having to set the large man on the ground, she didn’t know. Once the man is set on the ground, she wipes her hands on her jeans and looks up at the second oldest and her long-term boyfriend.

“‘S an accident…” was all her boyfriend had managed to muster up as he looked down effectively, hiding his eyes underneath the rim of his  cowboy hat. He stood there, eyes downcast and hands nervously stuffed into his front pockets. “An accident?!” Mari looks at Perry in disbelief,  not knowing what to say and not wanting to hurt his feelings, knowing how sensitive her boyfriend tends to be. She couldn't say she was surprised that this had happened, she knows that her boyfriend has had some “anger issues” in the past but she never would have thought that he would have actually killed anybody. If she was being completely honest, she would have thought that it would've been her 24 year old sister, Mireya, or her father. “How was this an accident, Perry? How do you accidently kill somebody? You have a daughter, y'know? You can't go around doing this kind of shit anymore!” She told him her voice slightly rising at the end as he still hadn't managed to look her in the eye. This only seemed to anger her more, but she bit her tongue. She knew that this had been a terrifying experience for him, so she took a deep breath and turned around to once again look at the covered body.

“It was my fault!” Richard had suddenly spoken up, taking too long to make it believable. Roman scoffed under his breath and shook his head in disbelief, not wasting any time by trying to argue with his younger brother. He looked over at Mari and nodded his head towards the unmoving body. “What are we gonna do with it?” he asked her. She shook her head as she paced back and forth for a few seconds. “Wrap ‘em up real good… Use some rope… Ro, you're gonna come with me, get your horse ready. Perry and Rich are gonna clean out the back of the truck and wait for us until we get back. Got it.” She instructed them, not waiting for their response as she went to get her horse,Miguel.

After the body is set onto the back of her horse, the two siblings take off, head towards the trail that leads up the mountain. The limp body bounces along with the horses movement as they head deep enough into the mountains before they break right and head as far from the main trail as possible. They dump the body, taking them tarp with them before they head back towards the ranch. The ride back is silent, both of them thinking about what had happened and what they had just done... How they know this will change them forever... they had returned close to midnight. 

When they arrived, Richard and Perry were sitting on the hay strewn across the shed, their heads in their hands as the gravity of what they had done had finally been made clear to them. Marceline looked at the man she loved dearly and took a seat next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder to offer him some sense of comfort. “What happened, baby?” She quietly asks him, not wanting to startle the shaken man any further. He shakily explained the situation with the help of her second oldest brother. Mari had guessed correctly. His anger had gotten the best of him, and she didn’t know what to say.

“Did anyone see you two alone with him…Did anyone see what had happened?” She had asked, nervously wringing her hands together as she thought about the deceased man's two brothers finding out. She didn't have much time to humor that thought before the loud sound of metal banging and the whir of multiple engines could be heard. His brothers had arrived. 

Needless to say that this random Tuesday night had ended with blood, multiple wounds, two dead bodies, and a lot of explaining to her grandfather and father. Marceline had just killed someone… for the first time since she had left the military. She had killed the dead man's, Trevor, older sister, Amelia. She had sat in silence next to her lover, surrounded by the men of her family. Roman had taken the second body as deep into the mountains as the other one. her father had since taken off to go track down the other two boys that had gotten away. He would take care of that… it was nothing that she needed to worry about… that they needed to worry about. Her father could handle it. “The rain should wash away the tracks… any evidence that was left behind… It should be clean… like they were just left there. There wouldn't be any evidence pointing back to us, right?” She asked no one in particular. Her questions were met with silence.

That night Perry and Mari had headed back to his family ranch in a tense silence, neither of them knowing what to say. 

“We should go… somewhere far from here. We can tell them that we are taking a vacation or something; Amy's 8th birthday is coming up after all. She's always talking about going to Australia, and then we can go to L.A. or New York. We don't have to tell anyone about that.” She says as she gets comfortable on her side of the bed. Perry seems to perk up at her suggestion and for the first time since the incident earlier he had smiled and it did nothing but fill her chest with love for him and pride that she was able to make him smile. “Yeah, we could do that…” He softly agreed, his country accent filling the space between them as he got into bed beside her.

By lunch, the next day, three tickets to Sydney Airport had been booked, and they had decided to surprise Amy at dinner, not daring to mention the real reason for their spontaneous birthday trip. The young girl was excited, to say the least, as she happily jumped and skipped across the dining room. Marceline lovingly smiled at the young girl she considered her own daughter and smiled at her boyfriend. “Well, we leave tomorrow. We stay for three days, spend your birthday in Sydney, and leave the day after for another super secret surprise.” Mari dramatically says. No matter how happy she is for Amy, her stomach is twisting itself into knots from how nervous and anxious she is.

She hopes everything goes well. 

[buckrecs]

2022 Bucky Barnes Fic Rec 1

masterlist | req masterlist

All of them are COMPLETE Series.

✨ - fav fics

Status - Completed

✨sunrise from @wkemeup

Veteran!Bucky x Librarian!Reader

After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is discharged from active duty and sent back to civilian life. Left with a storm of unchecked guilt, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you. (Modern AU)

parent-teacher conference by @coffeecatsandcandles

Single Dad!Bucky x Teacher!Reader

James Barnes, a widowed single dad, had forgotten what love felt like and let it crush him, taking his daughter, Rebecca, with him. He was cold, rude, and arrogant, being one of the few teachers at Westview High School the students seemed to absolutely despise. But when you show up, a hopeful math teacher who’d previously taught Rebecca’s kindergarten class, and are adored by your students and colleagues- James’s attitude starts to change.

whatever it takes by @wienerbarnes

Bucky x Doctor!Reader Doctor AU

The Avengers recruit you, a medical genius of sorts, to help solve the case of an agent who is dying from an unknown illness. You seem to catch Bucky Barnes’ attention.

seven thirty by @nacho-bucky

Single Dad!Bucky x Reader

You were planning on a productive — if lonely — weekend, but the little girl across the hall has different ideas about how you and Bucky Barnes should be spending your time.

call me when you want by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky x Reader

When you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you don’t expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as James. but your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, Bucky Barnes. however, you are unaware that they are actually the same person.

steel blue by @youlightmeupfinn

Professor!Bucky Barnes x Reader

When you experience the most intense night of the summer alongside Bucky, who you nickname Steel Blue, you weren't expecting to fall pregnant. When a positive pregnancy test meets your eyes a few days before school starts, you know it belongs to the man who you'd never see again. Until you walk into your Romanian Linguistics class and he's your professor.

✨heart and soul by @all1e23

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them.  She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that.  Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

✨astrophile by @all1e23

Firefighter!Bucky x Reader Single Dad AU

Orion Rebecca Barnes's favorite thing in the whole world (besides her daddy of course) is spending hours after school in the bookstore by her house and the owner GIVES her any book she wants; she’s the coolest girl Orion has ever met.

✨swallow by @all1e23

Biker!Bucky x Reader

Since he was fifteen years old, Bucky Barnes has only been sure of two things; the club should be the most essential thing in his life, and he’d burn it all down for you.  

between the star by @all1e23

Bucky x Reader Past Steve x Reader Military AU

Struggling with the death of your husband, you find comfort in someone unexpected

the slip up by @justkending

Bucky x Single Mom!Reader

After a last hurrah to graduating college with a future to be a family practitioner, a little slip up happens… Seven years down the road, just when things just now seem to be going smoothly, Y/N approaches that slip up from all those years ago. She’s not looking for anything right now. She is just where she wants to be in life. It seems the universe has a different idea though. One called James Barnes.

✨the love club by @slyyywriting

Bucky x Mob!Reader

Bucky gets initiated into the mob life by accident. He wants out but only the owner can revoke his club membership.

the number one rule by @justkending

Bucky x Rogers!Reader

Y/N has always been seen as “Steve’s rambunctious sister.” However, she grew up, graduated, and moved to London to study abroad for 4 years and get her bachelor's degree. The girl that returns looks nothing like the teenager that left. But don’t worry, the attitude is still there and stronger than ever. What’s to come of the two grown adults that used to push each other's buttons, but now have a lot more in common than they’ve ever realized?

✨delicate edges by @wkemeup

Biker!Bucky x Florist!Reader

Your family’s beloved flower shop was not the only thing you inherited when your parents passed. Trapped under a mountain of debt to the Hydra club, you bear the cost of your father’s desperate bargain. It’s only in moments when the charming Bucky Barnes walks into your shop that you can forget the cruelty of the biker clubs of this town. But a war is brewing. The border is crumbling. You're trapped in the middle. And Bucky will stop at nothing to keep you safe.

not me by @simsadventures

CEO!Bucky x Wife!Reader

Billionaire/entrepreneur Bucky is married to seemingly timid and meek wife, the reader. While he hates her with all he has, she tried to act her part as the wife of the big CEO. And while their relationship falls apart more and more, they both realised there might be more to the story than they previously believed. Will they be able to repair the damage that’s been done, or will they find happiness in somebody else’s arms?

✨the perfect fit by @mypoisonedvine

Bucky x Tailor!Reader

bucky needs a new suit (or two) and gets a recommendation from his best frenemy, tony stark.  of course it would turn out that you were his tailor, and further, that bucky would be an awkward stumbling mess as soon as he’s anywhere near you.

seeing red by @mypoisonedvine

Bodyguard!Bucky x Celebrity!Reader

bucky used to brag that he didn’t have a celebrity crush, or really care about famous people at all, which is what made him the perfect person to start working for a celebrity like yourself.  except, of course, it’s just his luck that he’d fall for you.

the new recruit by @angstysebfan

Bucky x Reader

You and Bucky have a best friends with benefits relationship, since he is not the “relationship” type. Things go crazy when the new recruit shows up.

✨one last job by @sunriserose1023

Bodyguard!Bucky x Celebrity!Reader

Bucky Barnes is retired. He did a stint in the Army, did a stint as a Secret Service agent, even dabbled in the private sector, but that’s over. Now, he just wants to rest in the solitude he’s found in a cabin in the Adirondacks, with only his memories to get him through the sleepless nights.

✨pride and privacy by @adrinktostopyourthirst

Roommate!Bucky x Reader

Bucky works on himself as he gets used to a roommate. Turns out, she has a much better room than him and he crossed the line.

the right for you by @real-jane

Bucky x Reader Past Steve x Reader

steve leaves you to pursue a life with peggy. bucky is there to pick up the pieces, and build a life you never could've imagined in order to dream of it.

✨for the love of the game by @pellucid-constellations

College Athlete!Bucky x Reader

Bucky Barnes was a menace. NYU’s top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. You hated him. He couldn’t figure out why. So when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore off—and his feelings for you began to grow—he made it his mission to fix it.

✨undisclosed by @pellucid-constellations

Lumberjack!Bucky x Reader

Desperate to outrun a secret that could cost you your life, you seek refuge in a small mountain town. Its deep forests and small cabins make it the perfect place to hide, but the travel website hadn’t mentioned anything about the quiet, burly lumberjack that wouldn’t leave your thoughts. No one had warned Bucky about you either.

fragments by @subwaysurf45

Bucky x Reader

You always had a soft spot for innocent people who were viewed as monsters, must have been something in your blood. Nothing changed when you were assigned as the new handler for the Winter Soldier, he had just killed his previous one and you happened to be there at the right time to fill in. But what happens when you meet him years later?

wrong choice right places by @mvtthewmurdvck

Mob!Bodyguard!Bucky x Reader

never wanting to work for him or protect his fiancé, falling for you was the last thing he should do—especially when his boss was zemo, who now ran most of the city.

✨mess is mine by @scrumptious-delusion

Boxer!Bucky x Reader

as a date night surprise, your boyfriend takes you to a boxing match. little does he know, one of the competitors is responsible for breaking your heart five years ago and an accidental encounter is about to send your whole world spinning.

no day but today by @buckysfaveplum

Bucky x Reader

He’s more than content to lock himself away from everyone in the cold emptiness of his apartment. However, the girl in the apartment above him seems to have other plans. The girl who paints on the fire escape and climbs down through his window. The girl who he can’t seem to get enough of.

✨southpaw by @gogolucky13

Boxer!Bucky x Reader

Tied up in the criminal world your godfather has built, you have no reason to leave, until you find one in the man they call Southpaw.

✨ghost of you by @gogolucky13

Bucky x Reader

Bucky has worked hard to come to terms with his past and enjoy the new life he’s been given. But his mind is still plagued by nightmares of what he’s done and by the face of an unknown woman. What happens when the team is tasked with recovering another Winter Solider, causing Bucky’s past and present to collide in the form of the woman from his dreams?

nostalgia for the new by @real-jane

Bucky x Agent!Reader

bucky meets you because of your exquisite taste in music, and he finds in you a solace he didn't realize was possible. you create for bucky something he's never found before: nostalgia for a time that hasn't happened yet, and hope for a future where he might be loved.

✨to have & to hold by @slyyywriting

Single Dad!Bucky x Mob!Reader

Bucky is trying his best to provide and care for his daughter who just entered first grade. Everything was alright until she asks why everyone else seems to have a mom except for her. You’re just a plain mob boss who wants to turn a new leaf. Challenges arise when the world refuses to let you take a softer, non-violent route. A little girl helps you navigate a compromise.(Single Dad!Bucky)

safe with me by @bitsandbobsandstuff

Bodyguard!Bucky x Reader

When an unknown threat enters your life, protection is offered at the highest level. As Bucky Barnes comes into your life, the game changes, and you realise falling for the man tasked with keeping you safe is the last thing you expected.  

teacher’s favorite by @suitk0via

Single Dad!Bucky x Teacher!Reader

You are first grade teacher and Bucky is a single dad who wants to be involved with everything his little girl - Elaine - does. He’s the dad all the parent’s and faculty drool over. You quickly become Elaine's favorite teacher and Bucky's just gotta meet you.

✨stuck wit u by @slyyywriting

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

You and Bucky don’t get along. Your fights have become too destructive so Tony and Steve decide that enough is enough.

touch of ink by @deamstellarus

Tattoo Artist!Bucky x Reader

After a breakup with your ex, you decided to move to the small town where your long-time friend Sam lives, hoping for a change of pace and starting a new chapter in your life. You were prepared for a slower paced lifestyle, quaint diners, and a change of scenery. However, you didn't expect to be swept off your feet by two stunning pairs of blue-grey eyes.  

✨paper walls by @writingcroissant

Neighbor!Bucky x Reader

Your apartment happens to be right next to Bucky's, heads only separated by a paper-thin wall, leading to you witnessing every second of his nightmares. Although, bonding over your late night conversations, you seem to forget that you never even saw him before.    

✨leave this town by @avengerofyourheart

Mechanic!Bucky x Reader

Your dreams of kissing your small town life goodbye are about to come true when an unexpected detour leaves you stranded. Meeting the handsome local mechanic has you rethinking your plans. Perhaps happiness is less about where you’re headed and more about the people you meet along the way.

✨the world of our own by @shreddedparchment

Bucky x Reader Castaway AU

You and a man named Bucky crash land on a deserted island. Can the two of you come together and make it until rescue comes? After you begin to fall for the mysterious Bucky Barnes, will you even want to be rescued?

yours, mine, ours by @coffeecatsandcandles

Single Dad!Bucky x Single Mom!Reader

Bucky Barnes has been raising his girls, Rebecca and Winnie, for the last two years. He'd lost all hope of falling in love again until he met you, a pediatrician with two children of your own- Elliot and Willow. He falls in love and he falls hard, but the challenges of being single parents still weigh on you both at times. Luckily, you'll always have each other.

we’ll meet again by @coffeecatsandcandles

Bucky x Reader

You fell in love with Bucky Barnes in 1940. He was your everything, until he was taken from you. You’ll meet him again, just not in the way either of you expected…

✨run to me by @sgtjbuccky

Mob!Bucky x Reader

In where you’ve always had a habit of ending up in situations you shouldn’t, and when you caught the eye of the man who ran New York, Bucky Barnes, your life changed. They warned you about him, but the one thing they never warned you about was how you’d always want to run to him.

trick question by @nacho-bucky

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

It’s a weekly battle of wills for Bucky and the Reader, as they navigate the stunning pressure that is pub trivia. Can these obdurate opponents find any middle-ground?

the diner by @bolontiku

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Working at a diner as a waitress, struggling to make bills and take care of the kid your sister left you, one night you meet James.

relax by @kinanabinks

Bucky x Reader

Things with Bucky are easy, and he's the sweetest guy you've been with. But when you throw in a bitter roommate and untold secrets, things get real hard, real fast.

old souls @thedevilwearsvibranium

Bucky x Reader

Your aunt runs an antique shop in the lower parts of Manhattan, and asks you to work in her shop once a week. You happily take the job, but then on your first day you have a strange encounter with an unusual customer - Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier. Things ensue as the two of you end up becoming friends - and maybe even more - as you reminisce about the old things that you love as well as your mysterious pasts.

breaking the rules by @redgillan

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

You hate James Barnes with a burning passion and the feeling is entirely mutual. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, you are tricked into attending his sister’s wedding as his girlfriend. Stuck with a bunch of strangers, you come up with a set of rules that are not going to last long.

time after time by @justsomebucky

Neighbor!Bucky x Reader

AU. When the reader’s parents divorce, her mother moves her to a new  town, right next door to Bucky Barnes. This is their love story.

just a touch by @buckychrist

Bucky x Enhanced!Reader

Your powers? Controlling any feeling a human can have, from emotions to pain, with a simple brush of your fingertips. Your mission? The traumatized soldier with sad stricken eyes and scream filled nightmares.  

[markmonlux]

Weekly Dose of Mark

Saturday, April 15, 2023• 04/15/23

I sent out a Comic Critic email for the first time in months. I’ve realized I’ve fallen out of the habit of drawing comics daily, and I think I should get back into it. Before, I got more done. Well, at least I got a couple of comics drawn at the end of the week. The movie review was on “Zardoz.” Jane H. wrote about how that film temporarily stopped her lusting for Sean Connery. I’m paraphrasing.

I spent Monday morning and later evening in Downtown Tacoma. In the morning, I went to Freelance Fandango, where I met with Corey, Stan, Nori, and Haley. Corey brought prints for the binder, and Stan brought a Warlock compilation for show and tell. He also got a How to Think When You Draw book for Haley to check out. I brought in Shannon Wheeler’s Too Much Coffee Man compilation. Nori showed us bird photos he’s been taking with his telescopic lens. He would have been out on his kayak or taking more pictures, but it was raining today. This week, the KitKat flavor was Gato Chocolate, a chocolate mouse cake with a hint of strawberry flavor. We compared them to the American flavored Strawberry and Dark Chocolate. The Japanese flavor was once again superior. The Sisters of Pythias held a Ham dinner as a fundraiser in the evening. It was much better than the last Ham dinner they did. I think they took the feedback they overheard and applied it. Krista doesn’t like ham, so it was a treat for me. I went back for seconds. Oddly, small KitKats left over from someone’s Easter celebration were desert.

On Tuesday, I left the house at 6:40 am to drive to Seattle Central College to give a presentation titled “Cartooning as Labor.” I’d been invited by Leonard, who knew me from the Graphic Artists Guild. He teaches cartooning. I drove by five car accidents but did manage to arrive at 8am, in time for Leonard to take me to breakfast, where I had Bacon and Egg Tortillas with hashbrowns. I think the students got something out of it; some of them were interested in making cartoons. Others were taking the class for credit. A walkout was scheduled at 10 o’clock, so I left as the building emptied. When I got home, I made sure that Krista and I went for a walk before lunch. I ate a very light lunch.

My Uncle Bill, the twin to my father Jake, will be moving from New Mexico to Washington State next month. He’s moving to be closer to his family. Two of his daughters live in the Puget Sound area. I look forward to seeing more of him.

Speaking of my father, Jake, he and my mother are visiting my brother Stan and his wife, Nancy, in Hawaii. From the photos, he is texting the siblings; they are having fun at the beach.

I got an exciting email from the city of Tacoma. It reads:

Greetings and congratulations, Mark!

You have been selected to create a Traffic Box Wrap design for the City of Tacoma! We received 126 applications, and you are one of 17 artists selected, as a cohort representing a diversity of styles and perspectives, based on the quality exemplified in your past work. Rebecca Solverson will be reaching out to you soon to set up an orientation focused on the technical requirements and assistance in understanding the project and specifications for wrap designs.

We greatly appreciate the time and effort you put into this submission. In addition to this opportunity, we may reach out to you to create one-off, site-specific wrap designs based on the information you provided about parts of Tacoma you feel especially connected with.

Thank you and let us know if you have any questions!

BK LeMay

I’m very stoked by this news. I’ve wanted to do a Traffic Box Wrap since the city started the program. I’ve applied before but didn’t make the cut. Then there was the pandemic, and then funding was an issue. I had my fingers crossed when I applied. I have an idea of what I’m going to do. It will be something that will be whimsical as people drive by, admired when they are stopped, and enthralled when they find hidden elements on close inspection. It’s going to be groovy!

Alley News

Every trip to Costco has included buying a couple of bags of dirt for the garden. We also picked up some Chicken Manure, which works very well but stinks to high heaven until you get it in the ground. And some would argue even then, there’s a smell. But the vegetables love it. Krista is worried she’s not getting the peas in early enough.

Pat Smith and I spent three hours at Wapato Park on Saturday because there was a Pokemon special event he wanted to take advantage of. I was all for this. The whole goal was to catch as many of one type of Pokemon as possible. So the last week, we’ve been gathering game elements to assist this goal. We plugged in lure modules, lure incense, and lucky eggs for extra points and enjoyed the outdoors. There was less walking than planned. We sat under the protection of roof-covered picnic areas because it was raining part of the time. Why would I do this? Besides my neighbor’s company, I’ve been stuck at level 40 for nearly two years because one of the tasks to get to level 41 was to catch 200 Pokemon in one day. And it never seemed like I had a good enough excuse to blow an afternoon in the park catching Pokemon, at least not on my own. It is with a happy heart that I can announce that I’m finally at Level 41, whatever non-accomplishment that is. It was a fun way to pass the time. But it might be a while before I do that again. If it wasn’t raining, I’m sure Krista would have preferred I mowed the yard and garden. She’s started to drop hints in that direction.

This week’s dreams:

 April 8

#IDreamt I was flying to a reunion, but the plane was forced to land due to snow storms. All flights to the destination or out of the airport were then canceled. Discovered Arthur Ross Jr. was stranded with me at Cincinnati Airport.

April 9

#IDreamt Tacoma became an area of study as our dimension would partially phase with a similar dimension. In the other dimension, my friends had a toddler. So they would find ‘their’ kid popping in and out of their lives at odd times.

April 10

 #IDreamt my sister was in charge of a cruise liner’s entertainment. One of her performers for a dinner mystery was AWOL, so she asked me to fill in as an aging, poorly skilled drag queen.

April 11

#IDreamt I was working at a summer camp. The washers and dryers were caked with years of dirt and grime, so I was giving them a scrub.

April 12

#IDreamt Lani Lawrence was helping me buy property in the afterlife. Turns out that burning things like money did arrive for you. She had lots. Newcomer got a discount on land, so we were working on a deal.

April 13

#IDreamt I drew a t-shirt design for a band back in the ’80s that became famous and a pop culture icon. More than half of my income came from its licensing. It’s a shame that I woke up without fame or fortune.

April 14

#IDreamt I lived on the road. I was placing my aged orange cat on a sofa in a strange house to sleep while I rearranged the contents of the back seat of our vehicle.

April 15

#IDreamt four dreams last night. Each is in a different county with different people. All of them were jailbreaks.

 I watched some movies this week:

 35. April 8

The Man Who Killed Hitler and Then the Bigfoot (2018) Rating: 8

When it comes to movies that have both Hitler and Bigfoot in them, this one is at the top . You might expect a film with such a cheezy title to be poorly produced, lacking in talent, and have poorly constructed dialog. But this film dismisses all those expectations. It’s played straight and honestly, just like the main character. The entire movie is all about a person’s character. Plus, if you are a Sam Elliott fan, as I am, you will find it a delightful film to watch. Plus, I give it an extra point for having a dog with a name in it. I watched this movie on Tubi.

36. April 9

Apollo 18 (2011) Rating: 6

I’m not a big fan of found-footage horror films. But I found myself drawn into this festival of shake-shots because it’s set on the moon. After viewing the movie, I found myself thinking of the cold war hysteria science fiction films of the ’50s. I love those old films. I believe that the undercurrent of nostalgia, along with my interest in space exploration, is what drew me to this movie. I watched this movie on Tubi.

37. April 15

Demolition (2015) Rating: 8

This drama involves a unique perspective of how a person has to excavate out of their numbness induced by denial, loss, and grief. What makes this well-sculpted film from a seven to an eight is the songs that are carefully selected for the soundtrack. The songs which aren’t familiar, you are left craving to explore. That sense of desire for exploration reflects the similar personal struggles of the characters in the film in a way that is genius in its subtlety. I watched this movie on a Netflix DVD.

38. April 15

Cocaine Bear (2023) Rating: 7

I’m giving this move an extra point on a title that became a pop-culture hit overnight. It also gets an extra point for having a dog with a name. I don’t think anyone expected this to be Ray Liotta’s final film. Mr. Liotta died in his sleep from a heart attack filming Dangerous Waters in the Dominican Republic. His death scene in this movie was gut-wrenching, and I would give an extra point for it, but it might be considered in bad taste. I watched this with Krista on Peacock. Well, I watched it. Krista gave up on it and busied herself with a game on her iPad.

More next week,

Mark

[adowbaldwin]

part 2

she was crying, sniffling cold and alone.

What is that infuriating noise Domenico huffed. He could hear it - the desperate thing crying. He made his way to the next street over and was appalled. He half considered leaving Rebecca there and not concerning himself with whatever she'd gotten herself into but then she looked up at him with these big scared sad eyes and - "Rebecca" he spoke softly kneeling down to her eye level "What happened"

Her bottom lip wobbled and she shook her head "noth- nothi"

he never got anything out of her that day. He took her back to his own place, cleaned up the wound on her neck and escorted her back to her parents. Matthew was furious, the most angry he'd been in some years. He'd almost got at Domenico until his beautiful but broken daughter stood in front of his old enemy and defended the man. She reaffirmed Domenico had helped her - that she was attacked by a random vampire.

There was always something to her story that never made sense. Something that didn't add up. They all thought it but never pushed her too hard. It was something though that eventually caught up to her, the trauma and the violation crept under her skin and affected her every day life.

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"Hi sweetie how are you?"

Rebecca hugged her mum "I'm fine, just glad to be out of here"

Diana gave her a half hearted smile. This was the third stint in rehab. Rebecca's alcohol dependency started off as what she and Matthew thought was 'just being a rebellious teen' but after the incident - things spiralled. At 18 she was arrested for drunken and disorderly, at 19 she was sectioned followed by the first stint in rehab and then another rehab stint at 21. This latest one was the saddest though - the ones previous were all in quick succession. This though she had done five years sober. All of her progress now back at stage one

And she was more reserved this time that she left. Before it was always "This is a fresh start" "I just have this different outlook on life" and she as always positive and buzzing.

This time after it felt like she was half a person that had returned. Sure she had done enough in the programme to prove she wouldn't touch the sauce again for a while and she was generally okay it just seemed like her sparkle had been dulled

"Oh honey" Diana sat next to her, handing her a cup of tea "Talk to me"

the family was told not to visits, at least not for a few days. Matthew was out hunting for their favourite dinner allowing for the hope his wife will be able to get to the bottom of whatever it was she was hiding. Every meeting they had attended at the centre the therapist always said "A problem shred a problem halved" and Rebecca never let on to what it was.

She picked at the tassels on the blanket she had over her legs "Promise not to judge me?"

"Never baby" Diana brushed her hair behind her ears "And only talk to me if you're really ready too. We've only just got back home"

"When - When I was attacked-" she shuddered a breathe "It was Gerbert" her lip wobbled "And i never told you because at the time i was - i- i was out clubbing and doing things"

"Oh sweetie" she pulled her daughter in for a hug "Its okay" It was not okay and Diana was 3 seconds away from time walking to Gerberts place and wrapping her hands around his neck

Unfortunately for Diana's plans of murder and revenge, Matthew had been eavesdropping and was currently messaging Baldwin a cryptic message. More unfortunate for Gerbert who in a few short hours would be met with by an angry Roman wielding nothing but pure brute strength and the will to rip his head off.

Inbox from @lilacjinn

"Rebecca is assaulted by Gerbert as a teen. Again he is making desperate grabs for power. In shame and fear she doesn't tell anyone. Since the incident she has stumbled across Domenico multiple times, and one night 10 years on he makes her an offer she cant refuse"

Revenge isn't sweet, it tastes metallic. Part 1

"I'll tell my mum" Rebecca cried holding her hand to her neck. The blood trickled out from her neck a wound deep enough it felt like it had torn something

"And I will inform the congregation of your exploits" Gerbert smirked. The light shone above him but where there was light there was darkness and shadow. It cast an eerie blackness over him, making his smile creepy and scary "What would your Uncle say if he found out about your activities"

She blubbered. She hadn't meant too. And now - she sobbed "Please don't" she hiccupped. She shuffled backwards shutting her eyes willing the pain and memories of last night away.

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She had snuck out from the house in Venice wanting to experience the nightlife. She was 16, in her eyes she was worldly and grown the typical hubris of a 16 year old. Too eager to experience the world and off she went. It was one of the grottier places she thought but it was the only club that let her in despite her age. It started out fun, a few tequila shots with some older girls she met in the toilets and one or four vodkas. Unlike her vampiric family she was half human so with enough effort she could get drunk. And with insufficient food in her stomach (one slice of bread) she was most definitely drunk.

And then she hungered for something else. Something tall, blonde and "Mmmm" she suckled on his neck blood pooling in her mouth. She pulled away for a moment "yummy" the music thudded the floorboards vibrating and as the beat drummed the boys heart beat slowed "Ooooohh" she pulled away with a pout as he slumped into the couch in the V.I.P area.

She worked her way though four more warmbloods before deciding she wanted to go home.

"Ahhh gaa do do do" she mumbled stumbling her way through the cobbled streets "push pineapple shake a tree" she hummed through the familiar streets. she wasn't sure in that moment if she had the capabilities to climb through the same window she climbed out of "to the left-" her scream was muffled by the hand over her face pulling her away from her familiar route until she blacked out

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Her head was all over the place the lights too bright and despite her best efforts she was scared. She didn't know where she was where she had been taken too but it smelt damp and gross.

She looked up at Gerbert from her cowered position and her bottom lip trembled "Are you-" she took a shaky breathe "will - are you going to rape me" she was shaking in fear

He laughed "Oh child I don't want your body. I want your memories" and just like that his mouth ascended on her neck and she was powerless to fight him off. He drank his fill and when he was done he had a witch remove his scent from her body the scar he left was as a nasty reminder of his own supposed power "Shall we make a deal Rebecca" he lowered his head to look her in the eyes "I wont tell your father of the warm bloods you drank from last night and you don't tell that it was I who drank from you" his face was haunting

the but the thought of the trouble she would be in haunted her more "Okay"

[bibbidibobbidibucky]

his moon and star | b.b

Summary: Just a look into Y/N and Bucky's night as they spend time with their new baby girl, Emily.

Pairing: dad!Bucky x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,205

Warnings: Flash backs are in italics! Language, mentions of sex

A/N: I've always loved reading dad Bucky stories. They make my heart explode so I figure why the hell not write one lol. Plus I've always pictured Bucky as a girl dad. He radiates that energy to me! 😂 Hope you guys enjoy and feedback is always welcome! I had to add that gif because its so soft and I am a weak bitch.

The door closed behind Bucky and your head lifted to look at the clock on the stove.  Home two hours early.  You smiled to yourself as this had been a recurring theme since your daughter, Emily Rebecca Barnes, was born two months ago.  He said he loved nothing more than coming home to his girls after a long day training new recruits.

You dried your hands and smiled over at him as he walked into the kitchen, “Hey you.  You know I really like this whole you coming home early thing.”

He smiled as you wrapped your arms around each other as your lips met.  Kissing Bucky always lead to you feeling butterflies in your stomach and you knew that feeling would never fade away.

Bucky slowly pulled away from the kiss and pecked your nose, “That makes two of us.  Where’s our girl?”

You smiled up at him, “She’s asleep.  She just went down for her nap about half an hour ago.”

“Means I get some alone time to love up on you then,” he chuckled before pecking your lips once more.  “I’m gonna go shower real quick then I’ll be back down to help you with dinner okay, Doll.”

You smiled and nodded as you went back to moving around the kitchen as Bucky made his way upstairs to your room, but first he had to see his little star.

He started calling Emily his star not long after the two of you found out the two of you were having a little girl.  He would talk to your baby bump every night before bed about anything and everything.

“And then your Uncle Steve and Uncle Sam proceeded to get their asses kicked and Daddy had to swoop in and save them.  They would be lost without me sometimes.”

You playfully smacked his arm and laughed, “Easy on the language there mister.  You know she can hear you right?”

That just made Bucky laugh more, “You didn’t seem to have a problem with that dirty mouth of yours the other night when we were having sex.  If I recall correctly you were cursing more than I was.”

You felt the heat run to your cheek and tried to hide your smile but failed.  You giggled and shrugged your shoulders as Bucky kissed your bump, “Okay fair enough.”

He smiled at you lovingly before laying his head day gently against your stomach.  Being a super soldier with impeccable hearing that meant Bucky could hear the little heartbeat of your child.  His child.  Something he never thought he would have with how his life has played out and he’s so happy to be wrong about that.  He had you, his moon as he liked to call you, and you were carrying his child.  His little star.

His hand rubbed against your belly and he hummed, “Mommy and Daddy love you little star.  Just a few more months til we get to meet you.  You’re gonna be beautiful just like your mother.”

You smiled and combed your fingers through his hair, “Little star huh? I like it.”

Bucky smiled and leaned up to crawl up beside you.  He kept his hand resting on your stomach as he kissed you sweetly.  “I have my moon and my star.  Got everything I need right here in my arms.”

Emily was fast asleep as Bucky looked down at her in her crib.  He smiled to himself as he looked at her bottom lip that was poked out, something that you did when you slept.  She looked just like you and Bucky loved that.

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss to her head before whispering, “Love you little star.”

He smiled and reluctantly moved from her room so he could shower.  He would spend all day looking at her if he could.  That’s all he wanted really, to spend his days with just his two girls.

After dinner you were cleaning up as Bucky fed Emily her bottle.  He walked around the kitchen with her in his arms and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from him as he talked to her.

“You were a hungry little one weren’t you, Em.  That’s okay though, Momma gets a little grumpy when she’s hungry too.”  He laughed as you playfully glared over at him.

You bit your lip as you smiled and shook your head, “Like you don’t ever get grumpy like the old man that you are when your stomach starts growling.”

He nodded and smiled as he looked back down at Emily as she wrapped her little hand around one of his fingers, “Momma makes a fair point.”

As she finished the bottle you took her from Bucky to burp her while he followed the two of your to the living room.  You rubbed her back a little before gently patting it as the three of you sat down on the couch.

“Still can’t believe we have a baby sometimes.  Seems too perfect to be real.”  Bucky smiled and kissed your temple as he watched the two of you.

“I know what you mean. We….”  You were interrupted as Emily let out a small burp which made you and Bucky laugh.  “Now it’s time for us to cuddle with Daddy now that you’ve got a full.  That sound good Em?”

She wiggled in your arms a little as she cooed up at you as you spoke to her.  That had to be one of your most favorite sounds since she came into this world.  It felt like she was trying to talk back or mimicke you.

“Think she’s agreeing with you, Y/N.”  Bucky smiled and wrapped his arms around you as you leaned into him.

A few minutes passed and that’s all it took for Emily to fall asleep.  A full tummy and being cuddled always did the trick for her and you were thankful for that.  Cuddling with her and Bucky was always the best way to end your day.

Bucky rubbed his thumb along Emily’s little hand and kissed your head again, “Whatcha thinking about baby?”

“How we got so lucky to have this little star as our daughter and how lucky I am to call you the love of my life.”  You turned your head and smiled lovingly at him.

He pressed his lips to yours in a soft yet passionate kiss.  You hummed softly before he slowly pulled away.  “We are lucky.  We’ve been blessed with a beautiful little girl.  I’ve got her and her Momma right here in my arms and that’s all I ever want.  To have my moon and star right here with me.”

Your heart fluttered and you smiled more; he could be such a romantic sometimes.  “I love you, Buck.  You and Emily both and that’s never gonna change.”

He smiled as he pulled you closer, careful not to wake Emily.  “I love you too, Y/N.  Always have and always will.  Love my girls.”

A household full of love was something that Bucky never expected after everything that’s happened but he was so glad to be wrong.  His moon and star would always guide him back to that home and for that he was forever grateful.

fin.

[buckystevelove]

My Brightest Star

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word count: 2708

Warning: ANGST and fluff

A/N: This is my longest work. Please leave comments. Ask, submissions and requests are open.

A week, that’s how long has passed since Bucky’s world felt apart. He should have known, his whole life has been full of tragedy, one after the other. He had 7 years of happiness and peace, he will have to come to terms with the fact that maybe those years would be the only ones in his long and sad life that he would known what real and complete happiness really is.

He met you 7 years ago in a coffee shop, you accidentally tripped and spilled all your coffee in him. You apologized over and over again, Bucky couldn’t care less about the hot drink splatted all over his body, he was so enthralled over the beautiful woman standing in front of him, for years he thought that he would never get love, but you managed to prove him wrong. He claims that it was love at first sight, he simply knew that you were his soul mate.  

After the incident, you bought his coffee as a symbol of forgiveness, though he really didn’t care. You exchanged names and phone numbers. Just a few hours later you received a massage from Bucky, inviting you to go for dinner the next day. Soon, one date turn to seeing each other every time you could. You felt for him, and hard. Eventually you met all of his friends, you became a great friend with Wanda and Nat. They would invite you to all the girl nights they had. You got along with Sam, always joking around and making pranks, same with Tony. You also became best friend with Steve, you had a strong relationship with him besides yours with Bucky. You too were like siblings, he always claimed that you were his little sister, and warned Bucky never harm you, or he would have to face the consequences.

Nobody was surprise nor bother when you moved to the compound with Bucky. Everyone was super exited to have you closer, that made Bucky a bit jealous.

You and Bucky were attached to the hip. One year into your relationship, he knew that he was going to marry you, you were going to be the mother of his children. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. You were the one, so he asked you to marry him.

It was so beautiful, he took you on a trip to the museum, your favorite place to spend the time. When you were in the sculptures room the kneeled and said; “YN, since the moment I saw you I knew that you were the one, I knew that I was going to marry you, and all you have done is prove me right. You are the love of my life, my partner, my best friend I can no longer imagine a future in which you are not in it, because YOU are my FUTURE. You have been the light at the end of the tunnel, you have brought me happiness, love I thought I no longer deserved after all the awful things I had done, you helped name realized who the real James Buchanan Barnes is, and who I want him to be. I want to be your husband because I love you so much. You are my entire world YN. So, would you marry me?”

At the end of his speech both of you had tears in your checks, you throw yourself over him and said yes over and over again, you were beaming.

6 months after that, many hours of planning and cake tasting, you and Bucky had the most beautiful fall wedding. It was perfect. Your family and the team was there, everyone was so happy for the two of you.

When the time to say the vowels came you couldn’t be more thrilled, you have been writing them for so long.

“James Buchanan Barnes, you are the love of my life. You have been the one who has taught me what love really is, what it is like to love someone with every single atom in my body. You have taught me what is like to be completely and uoughterly happy, that is how I feel when ever I am with you. James, when we met you told me that you only saw yourself as a monster, as the vilan of many people’s lives, but baby, you are my knight in shining armor, you are absolutely everything to me. You are the brightest star in my universe, the one and only. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to tell you and show you how much I love you every day, I want you to feel how much I love you even after we are death. I want to keep loving you and choosing you a hundred of lives after this. Because Bucky, MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER END.”

At the end both of you were crying, among many other of your guests.

Your honeymoon was perfect. Tony paid the two of you a 3 weeks trip around Europe. Nine months later, you had your gorgeous daughter, Rebecca. She looked exactly like you, but her eyes, she had the most beautiful blue eyes just like her father. The three of you were the definition of a perfect family, you and Bucky did ocationaly fight like all healthy couples do, but your life was great. Your house was so full of love and happiness.

Bucky was so thankful to you, you had given him all he could ever dreamed for in life and more.

The three of you spent all the time you could together, you went to the park and had movie nights, went of family trips and spent lazy Sunday mornings in bed together. You wanted Becca to feel and understand what a loving home was, since you didn’t had one. You wanted her to feel the love you and Bucky had for her.

“Becca, Bucky, you two know you are the most important people in my life right. I love the two of you so so much. You are the ones that make me happy. You are my greatest treasures.” You said to your husband and 5 year old daughter one afternoon, while cuddling in the couch together.

“I love you too mommy, you too daddy. You are the best parents in the world, thank you.” She said kissing yours and Bucky’s face, making you giggle.

“You dolls are my everything. I love you.” He said before attacking the two of you with tickles, and whispering to your ear. “Thanks doll, for all this.”

The day had started like any other Tuesday would, you woke up after your alarm. Waking up Bucky with kisses and loving touches, after he woke up he heads to shower while you got Becca ready. Once the two of them were dressed, Bucky went to the kitchen to make breakfast wihle you got ready. The three of you ate together, you heard how Becca´s best friend was going to have a party next Saturday and you needed to buy her a present. You decided to go to the mall with her after classes and maybe have a girl’s day and do you nails. That made her smile so bright, which was what you loved the most about your life, that it was full of happiness.

After eating, you said goodbye to Bucky and Rebecca, he was going to take her to school and then go to the Avengers compound to train some new recruits, while you went to your office.

Bucky’s day went normal, as any other day would go, he did some training and hanged out with Sam and Steve. When 4pm came around the received a call from Becca´s school, her teacher told him that she was still there. You never came pick her up, he didn´t know why you were late. You always told him if your meeting was going to be longer so someone would pick your daughter from school.

“Sorry man.” He told Steve at the middle of the meeting. “Apparently YN never went to pick Rebecca from school she is there by herself, I really need to go. I also need to see what happened to YN. She is not picking up her phone.” Bucky said standing up from his chair.

“Sure pal, everything good with her?” Steve said a bit worry, he didn´t want his best friend to be in panic.

“I hope so.” He said walking to the door, but before he could reach it his phone rang again.

Steve just stood there, and watched how the color of his best friends face went completely white, then Bucky’s knees failed and he felt to the floor. Tears running down his cheeks, his face was shaking. He was wordless. Sentences couldn´t form in his mouth. Steve was next to him in second, he took the phone from his hand.

That when he heard him scream, he screamed as if he was dying, painful and horrible screams.

“Excuse me.” Steve said through the phone. “This is Steve Rogers. What happened?” He asked, though he already had an idea of what had happened.

“I am so sorry Sir, but I regret to inform you that Mrs. Barnes had a car accident today. She arrived to the New York Presbyterian Hospital at 2:36pm, she immediately went to surgery. She didn´t make it, she was called at 3:49pm. I am so sorry, but we need her husband to come.”

Steve hanged up the phone, he had tears in his eyes, he was about to cry. He had lost his best friend, but he needed to be strong for the man that was like a brother to him, to his nice.

Bucky was in the floor, sobbing and screaming. He went and called for Nat. She enter and saw the state in which Bucky was, then she saw the tears in Steve´s eyes.

“What happened?” She asked in panic.

“I… he…N-Nat” he mumbled between sobs. “Can you please look for Rebecca at school? Please.”

Nat realized, she immediately shook her head in disbelieve, “no, no, no,”

“Nat, please. Someone needs to be with her.” Steve managed to say. She wiped her tears and left the room.

Steve was in the floor hugging his best friend while he cried his eyes out, he was no longer screaming.

“I am sorry buddy, I am so sorry.” He said to his friend. “I know how you feel, just let it all out. But later you need to be strong for your daughter. She just lost her mother, she will need her dad. She needs you to be there for her, but now. I am here for you.”

“Not her, please not her. She is perfect Steve, I can’t, I love her, we can’t lose her.” He sobbed and screamed. “We were supposed to spend the rest of our lives together, the two of us.”

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When he calmed down, they went to the hospital. A drunk driver had crashed against your car in a traffic light. He died immediately.

Becca slept in Nat´s room. Bucky slept in his old room in the compound, he couldn’t go to your home. Too many memories. He couldn’t face his daughter, he would broke in front of her, he needed to be strong. He cried himself to sleep that day.

He next day was awful, he needed to explain to her 5 year old baby, that her mother would never hug her again. He couldn’t even began to comprehend that.

“Becca, baby. I need to talk to you.” He said the next morning the compounds living room, all  the other Avengers were in the hospital helping Bucky prepare every detail for the funeral, Steve was the only one there, next to Bucky and Becca. In case either of them needed him.

“Daddy, why did we slept here?” She asked frowning her eyebrows, just like her dad. “Where is mommy? We were supposed to have a girl´s day yesterday.”

That made Bucky tear a few tears which he rapidly cleaned.

“Babydoll, its because…” Bucky mad a pause and looked through the windows. “Mommy had an accident, and she will never come again.”

Becca made a confused face.

“Why? Can´t you just put her a bad-aid like you do to me when I have accident?” She asked in all her innocence, which made Bucky’s strength fall. He quickly enveloped her in his arms.

“That is the thing baby, she had a big accident, she is gone.” He started to sob again, so did Steve.

Becca began to stroke her father’s hair. “We will see her daddy, someday, but I am really going to miss her.” She started to cry and hug her dad.

“I want my mommy, dad.”

“So do I honey.”

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The funeral was beautiful, full with YN´s family and friends. They all told beautiful stories and tried to remember the amazing person YN was. Bucky couldn’t talk, he had so many things to say, none of them were for this people to hear, they were for his love.

A week had passed since you awful dead, Bucky stayed at the compound, he couldn’t go home, he also needed help with Becca. He could barely managed to take care of himself.

He was in his bed, looking at the celling, numb. He know the needed to stand up and shower, he needed to get up and care of his baby, but she was the carbon copy of you. It was like looking at you, it hurt, it really hurt. Lying there he heard some knocking at his door. Then Steve came..

“Hey pal, the lawyer came today, he left the will and this letter. She wrote it you when you guys had Rebecca.”

“Thanks, just leave it there.” He said gesturing to his night stand.

When Steve left he got up and grabbed the letter, it had his name in your beautiful calligraphy.

Bucky,

My love, I hope that you never have to open this letter, but if you do, I want you to know that you made me the happiest woman alive. In all the galaxies we know that exist, in all the universe that may. I was the happiest, all thanks to you. You teached me what the meaning for being alive really meant, you showed me so many incredible and beautiful things, and you gave me our most amazing gift, our daughter Rebecca, she is the tangible evidence of our love.

If the time in which you have to open this letter comes, know that you did everything you could. Under any circumstances think that this was your fault, it wasn´t.

I love you so much Bucky, you have really no idea, and I know you loved me just as much, that is why I am asking you one last favor.

Please don´t close yourself, don´t let yourself return to the man you were before be met, not that he was any less amazing, but he was lonely. I want you to continue living your life to the fullest. I know I can´t ask you to not miss me or forget me, I don’t want that. I want you to remember my memory and cherish it. I want you to show all then wonders of the world to sweet Becca. Please never let her forget that she was the most important person in my life besides you.

I want the two of you to continue to love, and let yourselves be love. I love you with all my heart, and every single atom in my body.

          Don’t forget me my brightest star, YN.

After reading that Bucky cleaned his cheeks.

“I will always love you.” He kissed the letter and placed it in his nightstand. He got up and went to find his daughter.

“I love you baby, and so did you mother. You are our greatest creations.” He no longer had you here, so he was going to spend all his breathing moments showing her how much he loved her, he was the only part left in this world of YN, and she was that greatest gift she could have left him.

He would continue to love you long after you are gone. For ever, til the end of times.

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A/N: I cried so hard writing this. I am so sorry, but I hope you like it. I really appreciate feedback.