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[eternalstann]

Extraterrestrial

Chapter One

Peter Parker x Reader

Your space craft has crash landed on a planet called Earth. Being so far away from home is scary, but a man named Peter Parker makes it a little better.

Warnings: language (nothing crazy...yet🤭)

You felt tears welling up in your eyes as the beeping sound coming from the dashboard of your ship got faster and faster. This was it, this was how you were going to die. The whirring sound and shaking was overwhelming. You shut your eyes, gripping the wheel even though there was nothing more you could do. An intense heat enveloped you and you realized your craft had caught fire upon entry of this unknown planet’s atmosphere. You were going to die on a planet where no one even knew your name.

You braced yourself for impact, and then there was nothing.

-

A bright white light clouded your vision. Was this the afterlife? You had always thought there was nothing after death. Suddenly a voice called out to you. "Can you hear me - squeeze my hand if you can hear me". Why would the creator of all things ask you to squeeze their hand? Your tried to open your mouth to speak but you couldn't. A meager squeak was all you could muster. "She's up!" The same voice called out. Alive? How could you be alive after that?! You used all your strength to open your eyes. When you did, you gasped at what you saw. Two men standing above you looking down. You sat up immediately, feeling frightened. "Her heart rates way up - Hey, you're okay. We're not gonna hurt you!" A man with kind eyes spoke. "I'm Tony, that's Bruce" the other man quipped.

You rose your eyebrows, asking them to explain further without having to use tour words. "We found you where your ship crashed in Ohio and we brought you here. This is New York. Where are you from?" You placed your hand over your throat to signify that it was too sore for you to talk. "Oh, here!" The one called Bruce fumbled before handing you a cup of water. You brought it to you lips with a shaky hand. Your arm felt sore from every movement you made. You drank the whole cup down in one go, sighing in relief at how much better you felt just from the water. "I'm from Tanwa-" you croaked. "-My name is Y/N".

Tony and Bruce looked at you in confusion, "Wheres that?". You were shocked that they had never heard of your home. "Where am I?" You questioned. "You're on Earth- or as our buddy Thor calls it, Midgard". You'd heard of Earth, and it was long way away from your planet. "Tanwa is not even in your Solar System, how did you locate me" you asked. "Well, it's our job to track any threats to Earth - not that you’re a threat, but you falling from the sky was out of the ordinary so we had to check it out. And it wasn't us that found you. We got in your general vicinity but it was our boy Peter who found you". You nodded trying to process everything they were telling you. How would you get back home? So many questions lingered in your mind but already you felt exhausted again. "Get some rest, we'll be back to check on you later" Tony spoke patting your knee.

You felt a surge of emotions run though you once you were left alone with your thoughts. How would you ever get back home? Could you trust these men? Your exhaustion got the best of you though and you let sleep consume you.

-

You aren't sure how long you slept when a door opens, light flooding your vision and you wince. “Shit, sorry!” A new voice calls from across the room. The shadowy figure closes the door quickly, shuffling towards you with caution. It’s dark again, and you can’t help but feel anxious as the unknown person continues closer. “My names Peter, I just wanted to check on you..” the voice is sweet, and you can tell immediately this man is younger than the ones you met earlier.

“Hello” you croak meekly, hating how unlike yourself you sounded. “Hello” he repeats back, finally close enough for you to see him. He has a soft smile, and is holding a cup in his hands. The first thing you notice is how attractive he is, and you mentally scold yourself for it. “Oh, um, I know they just gave you water earlier. Tony said you might not like anything else but I figure I’d try anyways” he shrugs, handing you a cup. It warms your hands and you hum at the welcomed feeling. You hadn’t even realized you were cold. You stare down at the steaming liquid, giving it a sniff. The boy chuckles at your actions and you frown, had you done something wrong? He notices the change in your expression.

“I’m sorry I don’t mean to laugh at you! You just look so human I expected you to know what to do I guess. It’s tea, with a little honey” he explains but you’re still lost. Of course you had drinks on your planet but nothing like the one he had presented to you. Tea? He sees you’re still confused. “It’s just a hot drink, we make it with like, herbs and leaves and stuff! It’s natural, and I just added some honey. We get that from the bees.” He says looking at you cheerily. Bees? You’re still a bit out of sorts over the strange drink. “It’s safe I promise” he chimes, taking the drink back and taking a sip before offering it to you again.

His face drops and he literally smacks himself in the forehead, “oh god, you don’t want to drink after me now” he sighs about to reach for the cup. You shake your head and smile at him, “it’s okay” you croak, bringing the cup to your lips and drinking. You can feel it go down and your eyes widen at how quickly it soothes your throat and how pleasant it tasted. “It’s wonderful, thank you!” You compliment him, your voice almost back to normal already.

Peters ears perk up at the sound of your voice, it was melodic. “You’re welcome...so what’s you name?” He asks, and he really hopes you’re up to talk because he’s curious... and he just wants to hear your voice again. “I’m Y/N” you answer. “And you’re Peter, are you the one who found me?” You inquire, and he nods. “Yeah I am, I’m so glad you’re okay. It’s amazing you healed so quickly, but I don’t know how anything surprises me anymore...” he spoke trailing off and you can’t help but wonder what he meant. You almost want to tell him, you’re still sore and no where your maximum capabilities but you have to remind yourself you don’t know him, these people, or their intentions. “On a scale of one to ten; how bad is my ship?” You hold your breath and wait for him to reply. “Honestly, like an 11” he gives you a pitiful look. You sigh, you figured but you just had to know.

“Where are you from?” He quips, “A long way from here” you laugh dryly. “Well don’t worry, we’ll do everything in our power to get you home” he tells you with a hopeful face and you do your best to believe him. “What’s your planet like?” He presses and you smile at his interest.

The two of you talk until you both fall asleep. Him in the big chair adjacent to you, and you in a bed that wasn’t your own. But for a little while; Peter has made you forget you’re stranded on a random planet with no way back.

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“Rise and shine!” You hear a voice you vaguely recognize yell into the room. Peter shoots up, almost startling you from his spot in the chair. He’d stayed there all night...with you? The idea made your heart flutter. Get a grip, you rolled your eyes at yourself. “It’s Tony” Peter yawned, turning toward the man approaching. “Peter? I didn’t know you were here. Sorry underoos, I only made breakfast for Y/N” he spoke cheerily and Peter groaned at the nickname. “More tea I hope!” You smack your hands together, you were starving. “Alright, so these are pancakes. This is sausage, and these are eggs” he informed you, setting the tray in your lap. You’r eyes go wide. You knew what eggs were. “EGGS? As in premature fetuses?” You nearly shouted and Tony waved his hands, “No! Well actually; yes I suppose” he furrows his brows thoughtfully. “Woah, I never thought of that...” Peter whispers to himself. What kind of planet was this?! “But they’re not human eggs, or like your eggs. It’s chicken!” Peter does his best to explain. You were starving though, so scoop up a forkful and try it. They were quite enjoyable. “They’re....good” you say hesitantly. “Atta girl!” Tony smiles at you. “Now Y/N, if you don’t mind my asking; how did you end up here?”

You look up at the two men staring at you expectantly with your mouth full of food. You swallow and contemplate, should you tell them? You decide a half truth will do for now; until you know whether you can truly trust them or not. They could have ulterior motives. “I was going to visit my mother. My planet Tanwa is not far from hers, Symir” Peter wants to ask how you and your mother are from different planets but let’s you finish. “I was only a few klicks away when I took on fire from a ship just outside Symir’s atmosphere. I did a...I found a wormhole and went through. It took me to what I know now is the Milky Way Galaxy?” You look to Peter for confirmation and he nods. “Yes, the Milky Way, and I don’t really remember much after that” you say. And the last part was the truth.

You don’t know why, but lying to them actually made you feel a little guilty. You didn’t even know them, but the weight of your lie rested heavily on your shoulders. What if they could help you? You take another bite of food, watching the faces of both Tony and Peter. You think they bought it. Maybe, one day you could tell them the truth. Just not yet.

“Well, we’ll do our best to see you home Y/N. Until then maybe we can find a way to get you in contact with your people to let them know you’re okay. Finish eating and then Bruce is gonna come check your vitals, alright?” He smiles a genuine smile down at you and you feel even worse. “Thank you, Tony” you grin back. He nods before leaving you with Peter. He had so many questions but he decided not pester you. “I’ll let you eat, I’ll find you later okay?” He says, his hand resting on your arm and you want to ask him to stay. You enjoyed his presence. “Goodbye Peter” you wave, watching him leave.

The door closes behind him and the silence is deafening. You miss the way Peter talked a lightyear a minute. And being alone only led to you over thinking. Suddenly, you aren’t so hungry anymore. You place the half full tray on the chair and curl up in your bed. How could you have let this happen? You wanted to go home, to the things you knew. The people you loved. You’re older sister was with child, what if you missed the birth? You let a tear fall, doing your best not to all out sob. More wet drops roll down your cheeks, but you straighten up when you hear a knock on your door. You wipe the tears from your face as fast you can, flattening your hair. “Come in!” You call, clearing your throat.

The other man from yesterday, Bruce comes in. A large cart full of contraptions you don’t recognize with him. “Goodmorning Y/N” he says, eyes taking you in; and you know he can tell you were crying. He gives you a knowing look. “Arm please” he holds a hand and you give him your right arm. “This is just to check your blood pressure” he smiles, sliding a cuff onto your upper arm. You have no idea what that means but you nod anyways. The cuff tightens around you and you gasp at the way it feels. “It’s okay, just relax.” he calms you. You exhale when the cuff loosens. “Blood pressure looks good” Bruce chirps. “Now your temperature” he says, gently gripping your jaw and placing a thin stick under your tongue. You hear a beep and he removes it. “A little high, but nothing crazy” he tells you.

“Last thing, I promise. Now I just wanna listen to your lungs, breathe normally for me” he instructs; placing a circular tool attached to what looked like earbuds to your chest. You breathe normally at first... but suddenly when you think to hard about breathing it becomes hard for you to do. You panic, breathe coming in short spurts and then not quick enough. You feel like you’re suffocating. “Y/N!” Bruce exclaims, you start to think of everything. Your home. How worried you were, all these new people; a new place. Bruce holds your hands out in front of you so you can see them. “Y/N focus on your hands for me, just look at your hands. Now inhale, hold it. Now let it out” he demonstrates and you follow. After a minute or two you feel yourself come back. “I swear that’s never happened to me before!” You cry, not caring about the tears flowing freely now. Bruce rubs your back. “It’s okay, they happen to the best of us. You had a panic attack” he explains, “Y/N I know how scary this must be for you. No one you know, a planet far from home...but I need you to tell me the truth” he deadpans and you turn to him.

“I know there are no wormholes any where near Symir, not even close. So I just need to know, are we in any danger?” He asks, staring into your eyes. “No, no! I promise!” You swear, grabbing his hand. He exhales, “I believe you. I won’t tell the others unless I have to. But please know, we are not going to hurt you. These are good people in this compound...and on earth in general I guess” he laughs. You smile, you can tell from the look in his eyes that he means it. And some how, he understood how you were feeling.

“Thank you Bruce.” You shake his hand and he squeezes your fingers before getting up to leave. “You get some rest”

“Bruce wait!” You call out and he turns to look at you. “Can you ask Peter to come please?”

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Hiiii! So not much Peter/YN action but i promise it’s cominggggg. What do you think Y/N is hiding? You guys I really have big plans for this so if you like it please let me know! Also I want to add a keep reading since this is so long but I don’t know how to do it on mobile :( if anyone knows please teach me omg 😭 thank you for reading & I love you 💕

[sissi2d]

Bucky Barnes in this, please 🙌🏼🤯🙏🏼♥️

Fanart needed 🔥

[264jana]

🎉HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUCK 🎉

Since I don't have any new edits of Bucky, here are some of my PS edits what I made thru the years 🙂

[indecisivedolly]

Sebastian Stan walking, that’s it that’s the post

[gayshipsandanxiety]

[catch22inareddress]

Master list Updated November 08

Please feel free to message me if you would like a forever tag or just want to talk about Marvel. I love it so much!!! GIFS ARE NOT MINE

I have a tag list link here: LINK

Comments are welcome and loved!!

All series are completed Twin Phœnix which is still in progress. Thanks for reading.

James Buchanan Barnes

Twin Phœnix (Biker Bucky AU): In-progress

On the run, two sisters find safety in a small town in California with a close-knit group of friends that welcome with no judgment. Fleeing from their past and hiding from the man that tried to kill them can they actually start anew? Friendships form and as the young woman begin to shed their former selves the past catches up with them. Can the motorcycle club and the men that they have grown to love and form a bond with save them? Will they rise like a Phoenix from the ashes or crash and burn from the mistakes of their past?

Warnings: Warnings: Violence, angst, smut, strong language

Warnings: Violence, angst, smut, strong language

Chapter One: The Rarity of it All

Chapter Two: Breaking the Shackles

Chapter Three: Feel It In My Fingertips

Chapter Four: In All the Ways We’ve Fallen

Chapter Five: Nothing Lasts Forever

My Soldier of Winter Completed

The story takes place after the Accords and revolves around you, the reader. You are the Goddaughter of Tony Stark and his protege. You have helped with the Avengers since its birth and when the Accords were in talks before Steve found Bucky in Romania, you and Tony had a fallout.  You could no longer be a part of something that you didn’t believe in. You have helped Steve, Bucky, and the fugitives from behind the curtain you have not seen them and have not met the infamous Winter Soldier. They have since made a tense amends with Tony and a new threat looms in the future requiring the team to unite against the enemy for the greater good. You are in the crosshairs as the successor and ultimately seen as Tony’s daughter and those who want to hurt him are after you. However, you have built a new life for yourself this past year and refuse to speak with him and are not yet fully aware of dire circumstances that you may be in but willing to risk everything to do the right thing. Bucky is your soldier and your protector.

Warnings: Violence, angst, smut, strong language and mentions of torture.

Chapter One: Longing

Chapter Two: Rusted

Chapter Three: Seventeen

Chapter Four: Daybreak

Chapter Five: Furnace

Chapter Six: Nine *NSFW

Chapter Seven: Homecoming

Chapter Eight: One

Chapter Nine: Freightcar

Invidentia Series Completed

After Civil War Tony decided that the Avengers needed a facelift and brought you in. Someone from a long line of military background making you damn near military royalty. Tony had followed you from a young age and knew you would make a perfect addition to your loyalty and quick wit. You put others above yourself. Just what the team needed to mend itself. A year later the team is mended and you’re close to Bucky but how close is too close? Especially when he sees you struggling to break it off with a man that is breaking you. You’ve mended the team and out everyone needs in front of your own. Now it’s your turn to be taken care of.

Warnings: domestic violence and smut. Strong language

Chapter One: Concido

Chapter Two:  Secundo Casu

Chapter Three: Extremo Agmine

Chapter Four: Versus Finem

Deserve Her Series Completed

After you broke up last year with your boyfriend he turned abusive and wouldn’t stop stalking you. You work with the Avenger but on the analyst side and don’t live in the tower. You’ve come to work shaken the past few days and the team has taken notice especially Bucky. You and he have become close over the past year. Other than Steve, you are the only one that he confides in and has even let you past his walls.

Warnings: Strong language and some violence. Triggers domestic violence

Chapter One: Deserve Her

Chapter Two: Becoming His

Chapter Three: My Savior

Wasteland Completed

On a mission in Siberia to check a military silo for intel you and Bucky are left with a dead end and stuck in a snowstorm. Things need to get heated to stay alive. Warnings: Smut and Language

Part one

Part Two NSFW

Sassafrass Completed

The newest Avenger is feisty and just what everyone in the tower needs. Everyone that is sav,e Bucky. He’s not quite sure how to take the foul mouth beauty who dishes it out to everyone and doesn’t take his shit. Will she be more than Sargeant Barnes can handle or just or the perfect dame for the job?

Warnings: Language and eventual smut

Chapter One: Sassafrass

Chapter Two: Part Deux

Chapter Three: Third Times a Charm

Chapter Four: Sliding into Home

The List Completed

So this is for #Emsmarvelouswritingchallenge @writemarvelousthings with the prompt

“Quick! Hide behind the sofa!”

I hope that you enjoy this because I had hella fun. Its pretty much smut with a smallllll bit of plot. Sorry, I'm not sorry. MWAHAHAHAHA

The List

Steve Rogers

Abandoned Series completed

When you arrived at the Tower you were quiet and traumatized having been experimented on by an expelled HYDRA doctor. Bucky and you formed a relationship and while you were still learning your powers and just when you let your walls down with Bucky, he abandons you for a year with radio silence from the Avengers. Now he’s back and your not the same innocent little girl that he left behind. He may still want you but do you still want him? Especially when the last person you thought you would ever fall for is the first person you run to.

Warnings: Smut and Language

Chapter One: Missing You

Chapter Two: Stepping Stones

Chapter Three: Cap’s New Mission

Chapter Four: Memories and Misunderstandings

Chapter Five: Breaking the Walls

Chapter Six: Never Alone

Language Series completed

You came to the tower as a shy strategist with no friends and starting fresh in a new city thanks to Tony Stark.  With the help of America’s golden boy, Captain America, you were welcomed in the Avengers fold with open arms and had friends and a family now. So what if you could repay him and help him dirty up the perfect image to get some of his friends and teammates off his back, would you do it. Hell yes! This is the story of a girl next door who helps dirty up the all American boy next door all while in the dreaded friend zone she’s desperately trying to get out of.

Warnings: Language (although it’s in the title) and Smut

Chapter One: Learning a New Language

Chapter Two: Language Ma’am

The Three Times You Sang To Steve Rogers completed

Requested by @Shorteststories97

For as long as Steve can remember he’s had to be the perfect soldier and leader to the men and woman that follow him. Never showing weakness and always being the perfect man and soldier. After you have joined the team a year ago you found the perfect Captain but you have also managed to break down his walls ever so slightly and see the real Steve. Will you be the one that can finally let him be him?  Not a leader, not a soldier, just a man who may be broken but still deserves the world instead of always saving it.

Warnings: Language

The Three Times You Sang To Steve Rogers

Stolen Choices Completed

Summary: TRIGGER WARNINGS: Domestic Abuse

From a young age, you were thrown into a life that you despised by people that made choices for you. When the first opportunity to make your own arrises would you make the right one? Or would you sign your own death warrant?

After years of having your decisions taken away from you, it’s time for you to take your rights back. It started with going to SHIELD and handing over HYDRA secrets that your husband left behind when he left the county in hiding. Little did you know that Captain America would step in and start making the decisions for you. By SHIELDS orders, you were to help him infiltrate your social circle as your new security detail in hopes of gaining access to your husband.

Just when you thought you were done playing the pawn in a never-ending game of chess it turns out you have a few more moves to make.

Chapter One: Cindered Conscience

Chapter Two: Tarnished Man

Chapter Three: Revelations

Chapter Four: Down the Rabbit Hole

Chapter Five: Staking Claim

Chapter Six: Simply Ravenous

Chapter Seven: Fight Club

Chapter Eight: When It All Crumbles

Chapter Nine: Putting it Back Together

Love is a Verb: Completed

This was a request from anonymous for a Captain America imagine where he is shy and gets a blowjob. I also based this in part on a song by Incubus called Here in My Room.

Y/N is a talented therapist tasked with assisting the World’s Mightiest Hero’s in check. To allow them the opportunity to talk about the horrors seen or just vent about someone stealing their last cookie from the pantry. She strives at being not only a therapist but a friend.

What happens when the lines between doctor and patient get blurred? Especially when the object of your affection is the very guarded and timid Captain America himself.

Warnings: Language, smut, general Steve Rogers Cuteness.

Love is a Verb

Sebastian Stan

Carry you- Completed

Summary: TRIGGER WARNINGS: DEPRESSION, ANGST

A request based on the song Carry You by Ruelle ft Fleurie (Link in Fic)

You and Sebastian's relationship is on the rocks because of your previous agreement to keep it private. You’ve had to watch him from behind a screen and have him deny your status for far too long. Your self-doubt and anxiety have taken over and you are nearly drowning in it. Is it too late for him to save you and carry you through? Can he redeem himself and his actions of putting you in the shadows?

Carry You

Thrice Tipsy

You and Chris had been friends since childhood, you were nearly siblings. Over the span of all of your years with Chris you had known your limit with alcohol and yet it seemed that over the course of your new friendship with Sebastian you constantly ended up drunk. It didn't matter if it was your first meeting or because of him or just a random event, the man always caught you at your worse. He was your friend though, right? Seeing you at your worse really shouldn't matter except well when your drunk you always threw yourself at him and he was ever the gentleman. Always making an extremely awkward morning after.

Warnings: Angst, general swearing, smut

Chapter One: Incident Numero Uno

Chapter Two: Dos...Equis

Chapter Three: Thrice Unlucky

Chapter Four: Suddenly Sober

Halloween Confessions Completed

You have yearned to meet Sebastian from afar for years. When the stars aline and you are hired to do a contemporary dance routine at a Halloween Party that he will attend, will you have the courage to follow through and finally meet him? Tonight is all about Halloween and Confessions….now, where is the bar because your gonna need a stiff drink?

Halloween Confessions

Our Colors: Complete

Sebastian has always had you as his best friend and confident. One night changes it all and he sees you in a different light. Every color explodes around him and he sees you the way that you have seen him for years. What happens in the morning though? Will you still want him or will it be the closure that you needed? As both of you go through the events of last night and come to terms what happens when you come face to face with one another? The true colors will be exposed for the final time.

Our Colors

David Budd (Richard Madden)

Bodyguard Completed

You lived the chaotic life of a celebrity with red carpet affairs, charity events, and notable friends. However, your life is turned upside down when a stalker sends threatening letters and starts breaking into your home. Your friend, Tom Hardy, enlists a buddy from the London's Metropolitan Police department and gets you your own protection detail. What will happen when you fall for the man that is normally reserved to keep politicians safe? He has a troubled past that haunts him deeply and you are currently struggling with the trauma of a stalker and living in constant terror. Can you save each other before your stalker catches up with you and his past pulls him into the deep?

Warnings: smut, violence, smut, angst

Chapter One: Broken

Chapter Two: Heavy

Chapter Three: Putting Your Guard Down

Chapter Four: Failed Missions

Chapter Five: When Darkness Turns to Light

Chapter Six: The Finality of It All

Chris Evans

Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice Completed

Halloween has always been your favorite holiday, and with the past few years being very hard on you, this one was special. New home, new life. What the hell were you supposed to do when a very handsome and clumsy Chris Evans falls into your bookstore hiding from fans? Do you rescue him or throw him to the werewolves. Tonight is the night where you could dwell on the past you’ve been running from or focus on new beginnings. Which one would you choose?

Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice

Richard Madden

Masquerade- Completed

What happens when a shy woman gets the chance to go to a Halloween masquerade party and put all her fears aside? The opportunity to be a different person for one evening. When she meets a charming stranger and has an evening unlike any other she thinks that perhaps it can lead to more than one night.  When reality comes tumbling down will she stay or run away?

Life is much easier when you can hide behind a mask.

Masquerade

[zayacv]

- Did you always were like... this?

- Yes. How could I be different ?

Before/after for James Barnes is really hurts. // вот тут: https://vk.com/wall-162187810_399 есть идея про Гуля, которую я уже как-то рисовала, но тут мне захотелось порисовать ее еще. (На самом деле мне хотелось Себастиана Стэна..кхм...ПОРИСОВАТЬ, но что-то пошло не так)

Да и вообще в случае с Джеймсом Барнсом было/стало - прямо вот мое любимое и на пятом-то году фангерлинга на него уже пора бы это как-то, знаете, нарисовать.

[indecisivedolly]

He doesn’t age, he just levels up

15 years of Sebastian Stan (2006-2020)

[lesleycheco]

i just followed another sebastian stan/bucky barnes blog.. i don't have a problem.. laughing nervously in romanian

[sissi2d]

Wait! 🤔

Is that Kevin Feige with a Captain America/Winter Soldier sweatshirt/jacket ?

Yes! This made my day! 😍

[264jana]

First post of 2019 HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎉🎆😂

Here are STAR Boy and INFINITY Boy 😀

You can purchase some items with these pictures on -> LINK

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PLEASE, do not make further editing on any of my photoshop edits! Especially removing my watermark! Thank you!!!

*my photoshop edits

[indecisivedolly]

When is his EP coming out? 😩

Sebastian Stan S I N G I N G “Sherry” from Jersey Boys

[indecisivedolly]

Me supervising the tumblr sebstan community to see if y’all give Sebby enough love

i am watching you

[bazzmaisterx]

Art

[catch22inareddress]

Twin Phœnix  Chapter Four In All The Ways We’ve Fallen

Words 3500 +/- So this one is cute in the beginning and angsty in the center and smutty in the end. You have been warned!!! 

Feel free to comment because you know how much I love all of that goodness!

Over the rest of the week, you and Bucky feel into a rhythm with Wanda and the club. Bucky would drive you to work, and Vis would pick Wanda up, doing the same. Vis would even swing by and have lunch to keep an eye on her and text Bucky or you to rest your mind. Then all of you would head home to make a family meal. It had become a happy little arrangement of sorts. 

At night, you and Bucky would watch a movie with everyone and cuddle then to your dismay he would give you a kiss and go to his room after leaving you at your door, saying he was going to take you out on a proper date. He was being a perfect gentleman to your complete disappointment. The one night you had a nightmare you padded into his bedroom and climbed into his bed, hoping not to wake him. He only hummed in response and pulled you close to his body, enclosing you in the safety of his arms which instantly lulled you back to sleep.

Today was the fall festival and a.k.a. Your First Date. Bucky emerged from his room in a black button up shirt, with sleeves rolled up and dark jeans with his “dressy”  biker boots. His hair was pulled back in his neat bun so you could see all of his handsome face to your absolute delight. He came down the steps tucking some loose strands behind his ear but did a stutter step at the display of you.

"Um..you. Damn doll. You look beautiful." While it was fall, there was still some warmness in the air. You opted for a sweet white dress with your black leather jacket and some boots. You had your jacket over your arm, and when you turned, you smirked at the quick intake of air from Bucky behind you. Said dress was backless. "Nope. Nuh uh." You giggled when you turned, and he was shaking his head so vehemently that stray hairs were coming undone from behind his ears. You took a few steps towards him, looking as innocent as innocent would allow.

"You don't like it, after all?" He bit that plump lip of his as you wrapped your arms around his midsection but when his fingers danced up your exposed back, you were damn near putty. What had been an attempt to test his will was now testing yours. His cologne mixed with the worn leather was enough to break your willpower like a twig over his thick legs, but here you were, in a heavenly layer of hell itself.

"This soft skin of yours on display for everyone. It's gonna set me on edge all night." You leaned up to kiss the stubble on his chin. "Better keep your hand there then, soldier." He quirked his brow. "That's a challenge I easily accept, princess."

Vis had already come to pick up Wanda and Steve went to meet up with some members that just got back to town, Clint and Scott. Sam was going to the festival with his woman. Everyone had plans and you were excited that Bucky was all yours tonight and you were his. With so many people in and out of the house, you and Wanda felt safe, it still felt like you never had him alone.

You both walked outside, and he took a long hard look at your legs and hummed in appreciation causing a crimson blush to color your bare skin. "Take a picture, Buck." He smiled deviously and took out his phone doing just that, and you smiled earnestly for him with a light in your eyes that only he could see at that moment. He was ever so thankful that you suggested he take that picture because it was his new background, screensaver, going in his wallet, wherever the hell the damn thing could go.

"So gorgeous, should we take your car or my bike?" You looked at him like he had three heads. The bike had become your ride, and you loved being with him. He seemed to read you at that moment and chuckled. "I just mean with your dress." You shrugged. "Probably right. I should protect my modesty. You do know what that means though Buckaroo. You're my bitch." He slowly nodded. "You know you're the only woman I would ever let have it that way."

He guided you to the car, opening the door and closing it behind you before going to the passenger side with a telltale smirk on his face. "Alright doll, show me what this ride's got." You revved the engine to life, and she purred beneath you. He rubbed the leather, and you nearly choked on air with how jealous you felt. You laughed. "Stop trying to seduce my car, Buck. You'll just piss me off." He let out a booming laugh while you shot off down the driveway and peeled out towards town.

He went to turn on the music, and you slapped his hand away. "Hell no! Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole!" He looked at you with wide eyes as you pressed a button and Back in Black rang out through the car. "That's my girl."  

Both of you just enjoyed the leisurely drive, pretending that all was right in the world Bucky wanted this day and date to be a foretelling of what life could be like after HYDRA was taken down. After Brock and Eddie were out of your and Wanda's life forever. As he looked out at the sleepy town he called home he imagined a life with you, and for the first time since he left for the military, it felt like things were finally going his way. He could see hope, and it was in the image of you even if he was in the passenger seat, playing your bitch for the 20-minute drive to towns square.

As you parked, Bucky jumped out of the car to rush and open your door. You could see some of the local's smirk and stare at the rougher of the men they had known for years turn to mush before their eyes. Since you had come to town you knew that most people didn't fear the club, they knew they were ex-military and good men. Some were rougher around the edges, with Bucky being the roughest but except for a few close-minded ass hats, most of the town were either indifferent to the club or welcoming.

He took your hand, and both of you leisurely walked around the booths in the square that held everything from flowers and food to jewelry and handmade gifts. You both fell in and out of a natural conversation, and then you came up to the outside music and found some friends, it was an easy decision to stay and find a seat.

Bucky hands stayed close to you and his eyes never strayed for long, always finding a home on you. Today you were shining in a new light, even Wanda noticed it. This made both of the sisters shine brighter to the club. Vision pulled the younger sister closer and asked her for a dance, and you smiled, hiding your face into Bucky's tattooed shoulder. "He's good for her." You slowly nodded while watching how he guided your sister with care. "I see it, doesn't mean I don't worry any less. He seems to like taking care of her, she's always needed that even though she fights it sometimes. She's strong-willed and stubborn, so sometimes it has to be subtle." You seemed to be lost in thought and came back when you saw him smirking at you.

"Let him take some of that off of your plate. He genuinely cares for her." Steve came over then and offered his hand out. "Since Bucky doesn't dance, c'mon darlin'. Dance with me?" You smiled up at him and back to Bucky who looked like he was ready to murder Steve with his bare hands. Steve, of course, was unaffected by the glare, and you only found it amusing.

"Well, I do love dancing. Bucky?" He looked at you with an internal battle. Possibility of caving and having to dance or risk having Steve dance with his girl. Before he could utter his answer, Steve pulled you towards him, and you squealed in surprise.

You risked a glanced and look back at Bucky who was fuming so you threw him a wink, and he shook his head trying to not smile. Steve went up to the big band and asked him to play a song. As soon as the opening line went to play you burst into hysterics. "Seriously?!"

Zoot Suit Riot by Cherry Poppin Daddies rang through the air. (LINK) 

His grin was mischevious and from ear to ear. He came up with arms strong, wide, and with purpose. You backed up and ran into Vis who laughed and stood beside Wanda who giggled. Steve took your hands in his and started to effortlessly swing you across the wooden dance floor. The bastard could swing dance and swing dance he did. He did everything from flip, dip, and spin putting you in a giggling mess. As the song ended and you were breathless from all of the exercise and Steve was beaming at being able to make you laugh. You were ever so thankful that he made you look good and that you didn’t fall while he was whipping you about the dance floor like a madman. 

The crowd clapped, and the song turned slow as he pulled you closer. "Is it wrong that I'm enjoying the look of Bucky's face right now?" He let out a satisfied chuckled, and you shook your head while snickering. "How is Casanova treating you by the way?" You looked back at  Bucky who was just staring at you with an unreadable face, and you nearly shivered.

"He's been absolutely wonderful and I- I wish that we would've met earlier." Steve nodded completely understanding. "I know Bucky feels the same. For you and Wanda..and him. He's had....a rough couple of years. So uh, thank you for making him this happy." He was looking straight at you and had you not been living with this man and seen his sleepy morning face with his ridiculous bed head and Scooby Doo sleep shirt you would've been intimidated under the intensity of his stare.

"Of course, Steve. You know he means a lot to me."  Before the hulking blonde could say another word, Bucky stalked over and cut in. "Alright Rogers, you've monopolized on my girl long enough. Scram punk." Steve smirk as Bucky took his place dancing with you.

"I thought you couldn't dance, soldier."

I didn't say I couldn't, Steve just that I didn't dance. I'll make the exception for you though, doll. You are my exception." He pulled you close, and you leaned in, looking up into his ocean blue eyes. "That’s a helluva line Barnes. Does it work on all the ladies?"

"Sounds like your sniffing for details on my love life..or lack thereof?" There was a playfulness in his tone, but it still made you feel better to know that while he looked the part, he didn't play the field.

"What's on your mind, babygirl?" You shrugged, and he spun you around and brought you back closer and spoke into your ear. "You know you can tell me anything." That was the thing though. You didn't want to tell him this time, you wanted him to tell you.

"Can...Can I ask you anything though?" He paused a moment in his dance step but the effortlessly resumed. "You may not like the answer, and the questions may be hard for me, but yes. I'll tell you whatever you want to know about me." Your hands went into his hair, and you felt him relax slightly.

"I know, I know that you struggle with PTSD but what else did Steve mean when he said it's been a rough couple of years. I know it's more than that. It's about Rebecca isn't it?" He pulled back to take a look at you, examine your face and then gave a soft smile. "You’re somethin' else woman. I feel like sometimes you can see right through us all." He let out a sigh and then took your hand, kissing it. "Let's take a drive and talk."

You nodded your head and waved bye to the gang as they watched you and Buck retreat to the Chevelle. You walked towards the passenger side this time and he was silent but the grin on his face said enough. He opened the door for you again and then settled in and drove off on the scenic route in silence. 

You took his hand while giving him time to find his words and where he wanted to start.

"I..um joined the Army to help support my family. Send money back to my ma and sister and help put her through school. Barely kept any money for myself, I sent everything back. She was taking classes at the college, but while I was gone on my last tour, she met an...asshole. In a biker gang." He clenched the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were changes colors. You put your hand on his thigh to calm him, and he sighed while continuing.

"Ma wrote me and said Becca dropped out of school and I couldn't get to her. I mean..I couldn't get leave to come home to get her head on straight. Couldn’t contact her on the phone. Even our Ma could barely get her to talk. Then she ...she married him. I was livid. I was pissed. I got ahold of her finally though when she called me and found out what he was doing to her, even though our ma had an idea from the uh... the bruises."

He pulled over to a lookout over the city as it was turning to dusk and just looked out with unshed tears and continued. You wanted to tell him that he didn't have to, but you could feel that he needed to get it out. Say the words and let someone else help carry the burden he had for all these years,

"I was all set to scream at her, but when I heard that broken sob, I knew. I knew he broke her. She didn't sound like my Becca, the bright-eyed and cheerful sister I left to go to war. She sounded like...me. Jaded and tired and beaten down. I told her that she needed to go to the police and ask for a guy that I knew from school. He could keep her safe and get her out. Told her I loved her and then called him and he said he would get her out."

You heard a sob break from his chest causing you to instantly maneuver into his lap and hold him. "I'm here, James." He just nodded and then looked at your hands between his own.

"I got called out for a routine sweep, nearly lost my arm. Came back to the hospital. When I came to my ma was at the military hospital, and I asked where Becca was. Turns out my buddy had taken her to his cabin to hide out with him, and her husband and his gang burned it down with them inside. It was HYDRA." He pulled you close this time and just cried into your chest as you held him.

"I got my sister killed. Got my buddy killed. I was useless while her life fell apart thinking I was helping. I fucked it all up. My ma died last year, I think it was too much. I just...fuck. I just fell along the way and I just keep falling." He pulled away and roughly dried his eyes and pulled at his hair.

"Hey! Everything HYDRA touches they kill. Baby, I am so sorry they took Rebecca from you, but that is not your fault. I know them and how they work. If they had their eyes on her, she was never safe. You did what you could, and it was the right thing. She loved you, and as a sister, I would never blame Wanda for loving me so much for trying to get me out. Even if it did go south. Because she tried and sometimes that’s all that you can do. The connection between siblings stands the test of time and distance in some cases. She didn't need you there to know that you loved her or that you wanted her to be safe. She knew that no matter the amount of time that was placed between speaking with you because of her husband you would still be there. Don't blame yourself for actions and consequences out of your control, James. She loved you as you did her and you wouldn’t blame her any more than she would blame you if the positions were switched." You had his face in your hands searching his eyes, pleading with him to believe you and let this burden go. 

He was gazing at you and lightly whispered. "I love you."  Your eyes went wide, and breathing quickened as he realized the words that spilled from his chapped lips. "Oh fuck! I'm sorry. I didn't..."

Leaning in you claimed his lips with your own and silenced him. Your hands found his shoulders and he licked your lower lip before you allowed him entrance. What began as a simple kiss swiftly intensified with all of the unsaid desires that had been following the both of you around since your first encounter. His hands gripped your hips as the kiss deepened tenfold and you were grinding your panty clad core against his hard-on. You tugged on his long brunet locks, and he moaned into the kiss as you broke away and kissed his sharp-as-knives jaw towards his ear and nibbled.

"Babygirl, we...we gotta stop." His voice was low and gravelly which only spurred on your wanton need to claim him. You licked his ear playfully and his hips rutted up into you causing you to gasp in pleasure.

"Please, James." He took your chin in his hands and pulled your face to his. "Babygirl. It's our first date, and we're in a car at the lookout point. This couldn't be any more cliche." You giggled, and your fingers made quick work unbuttoning his shirt, so thrilled he didn't have an undershirt on. You scratched your nails down his rippled torse as he closed his eyes, Adam's apple bobbing with his hard swallow. 

"You've impressed me enough, Bucky Barnes. Now just, please. Make me yours. I want everything that they did to me gone, and I just want you. Only you, now and always." His eyes snapped open and darkened at your request, and he nodded as he quickly undid the top of your dress to release your breasts. He kissed to soft cleavage and took the pert nipple in his mouth before rolling the other in his fingers resulting in your back arching and hitting the steering wheel.

His hands then traveled below further until he slipped between you lace panties, but the confined restrictions were causing a problem. "Just rip them off, James." He growled, loving you using his first name and tugged at the flimsy fabric before tossing them in the passenger seat.

Before the man could make at any more foreplay, you undid his pants, freeing his cock and allowing him to hiss at the contact of your hands on him. How he had thought of you like this for so long.

Bucky's hands wrapped around the back of your neck, pulling you to him while his mouth placed a deliciously sloppy and needy kiss on you. The kiss was all tongue and teeth, exploring while the steam from the both of you was embarrassingly fogging up the windows.

Without further ado, You rubbed the head of his cock through your slick and he laid his forehead on yours. He was biting his lip to keep from moaning and you ran your free thumb across the bottom lip. As you started to sink down on his hard and expansive length, you moaned between that and the feeling of him biting on your collarbone. "Ah, fuck. James! You're so fucking big." You had never felt so completely and thoroughly full in your entire life. 

He moaned and rutted his hips up as soon as he was sure the sounds were of pleasure and not of pain. You begin to brace yourself on the window sill and his broad as hell shoulder. Brick House Barnes was his new nickname.

He plunged into you meeting you, thrust for thrust. Praising your beautiful body as you did his. Every muscle flexing under you with your only regret being the remaining clothes on due to the quick rendezvous. Next time would be different.

"Fuck babygirl. Let me make you feel good." He moved his hand to your clit and began to run circles over it, and you clenched around him causing his face to twist in the most sinful expression. "You do make me feel good, James. You're making me feel so good, baby. Only you. Fuck baby. Can I cum?" His eyes snapped opened and stared at you.

"Cum for me, baby. Look at me." With those words crashing down you came, and with two more thrust, the mass of man beneath you spilled inside as well.

As you tried to catch your breath, he caressed your back and laid gentle kisses all over you. "I love you too, James." You could feel him smiling into your shoulder.

"I can make you happy, baby. I promise." You pulled back and ran your fingers through his hair. "I never had a doubt about that, Bucky. I'm just afraid that I'm not worth all of this."

You saw a flash of anger flit across his face before the softness that was him returned. "What if Wanda said that to you?" You felt the pang of guilt in your chest.

"You're worth it all to me, woman. Just like I say it to Steve. Till the end of the line. Now don’t ever doubt your worth or say that to me again. In every way that I’ve fallen, I’m happiest that I fell in love with you." He pressed he forehead to yours after a chaste kiss that reminded you that he was yours and you were his. 

Through the heat of it all, you hadn’t looked at your phone since you left the festival. 20 missed texts and calls from Eddie. Turns out HYRDA can find you anywhere.

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Whisper your love Part 5

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: As a hydra agent, you where the last person Bucky expected to be kind to him, but during the days of him being locked away as the winter solider, you where a Flower among the graves.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word Count: 1,854

NOTES: I honestly can’t wait till you all get to see the next few chapters. You’re about to go on a fucking roller-coaster ride.

Previously:

“why?” I ask, my voice lighter than I expected.

“why? Why what?”

“why hydra?” I replied.

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She frowns at this, shifting her knees, in order to better place her elbows as she cards her delicate fingers through her hair. She looked back up at me and gave me the softest, most unconvincing smile she ever had.

“5 years ago, I was stationed in Rwanda , near a small village called, Mushubati. Now when I say stationed, I don’t mean military, I don’t like war, and could never bring myself to participate in it. I traveled around countries of extreme poverty, with a small organization branching out from Wakanda called “Ephilisa Izandla”, which roughly translates to “Heeling Hands”.”

She stopped to breath, looking up to see if I was still listening, when she realized my full attention was on her, she continued.

“Mushubati was in a matter of crisis, tensions where still high from the genocide, and poverty was at its peek. I was there to help, though foreigners where not exactly welcomed by the locals. I loved every second of my time there, I loved the look on people’s faces as I handed them a meal that they thought would never come. I loved the relief I brought to children and animals who were injured. But… it was short lived.”

She looked unable to continue at this point, and I was tempted to tell her to stop, tell her she didn’t have to share if she didn’t want to. But my minds desperate at this point, because I couldn’t let my heart obsess over a woman associated with the organization that kept taking and taking from me.

“Sometimes I wish I could resist the urge to help.. Wish I had the heart to push aside a task to bring aid to those in need. But I didn’t, I couldn’t, and even though it didn’t feel right, I made myself help none the less.”

She sighed, and I took the time to speak up, still not understanding her maze of a story.

“Help? Help Who?”

“There was a man, some traveler who passed by the village, I’m not sure why he was there, or why I even bothered to ignore the signs that he was so obviously following my group. But I didn’t realize how wrong it felt till I got on a plane with him, too indulged in his pleas for my assistance as a care taker, and nurse for his organization. He wanted someone determined, he said, someone who was willing to help for the good of the people, even under the harsher circumstances.”

She sighs.

“I had my fair share of bumps in the road, to know I was the perfect person to operate under these conditions, and in exchange for my help and skills he would offer me a place to stay, and the opportunity to help people whose work would be ‘a gift to mankind’… sounds cheesy right? But I was all for that, I loved the idea of helping the world, of heeling people and a roof over my head sounded pretty great.”

She locked her eyes with mine, and I could almost feel the ache in her heart.

“But I was stupid, I was naive, I walked blind into an organization of murder and chaos.”

I fought the urge to touch her, knowing nothing of how to comfort, or what exactly that would look like coming from me.

“Why didn’t you leave?” I asked softly, but I knew the answer, a part of me wanted to know if she tried, or she merely accepted her fate.

“I tried, countless times I tried, but you don’t just get out of hydra, no one ever does.” She looked down at her hands, seeming to recap on something, probably her failed attempts at escape. “So I lived on, I pledged complete and utter loyalty, I went through the programs to become an agent.”

I thought for a moment, how she was on B level ranking but I had only started to see her around a couple months ago.

“How come I hadn’t seen you before? You’re B level aren’t you?”

She gave a soft breathy laugh. “I was transferred here 5 months ago.”

I smiled softly, realizing the first day I saw her in the lab with her little group was most likely her first day, her tour.

“Where did you transfer from?”

She stood from her spot beside me on the bed, running her hands through her hair.

“Hall in Tirol in Austria, one of hydras smaller branches.” She replied.

I nodded my head, fidgeting slightly at the length I had been able to interact with her.

“why where you transferred?” I finally asked.

Her body seemed to halt for a moment, confusion played on her face as she turned her head from the wall to me.

“Wha-“before she could answer me , shouting and footsteps drew our attention to the door.

We waited and listened as what sound like a group of guards running down the hall past my door.

“I should go, you and I won’t be on very good terms with pierce if he finds out about this.”

I gave her a small smile. “As if we ever are.”

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It felt like years, until I saw her again. The next week I was put into cryo since my work for the time bringing was halted.

When I was thawed, 3 years had passed, but it felt like moment that I had been asleep.

What dragged on the longest was the curiosity, the extreme wonder that over took me in the months after I woke up.

I didn’t see her around the facility anymore. Not in the cafeteria, or gym or even the lab.

In fact it was exactly 3 years and 5 months until I saw her again.

She waltz in training room in a shiny new uniform, one of A level access and a nurse band around the right sleeve.

But there was no smile on her face this time, not even when she talked to the now much older and scruffy looking Theo.

I sat at the back, cleaning the set of knives I had just used on a mission, so it was no wonder that she hadn’t spotted me yet.

“Everyone out!” she yelled sternly, and the multitude of lower level agents scurried away. Of course I remained, and even if she wanted me to leave she had no authority to say so.

But with the now lack of agents, her gaze drifted to my moving hands in the corner.

And there it was, that same sweet smile I missed, the one that made all of this seem just a tad bit better.

“Good morning winter.” She said.

I nodded at her, and saw her laugh lightly.

“So we’re back at phase one now?”

She sauntered over to me, and only then did I notice the change of the two years that had passed.

Her hair was longer now, cascading in (h/c) curls past her shoulders. Her once wonder lust eyes, now held that of a wise owl, but sharp and held a certain tenderness all the same.

“I thought they’d never take you out.” She smirked. “was beginning to think I just might have to make a ruckus for them to need you.”

I let out the smallest trace of a laugh, my eyes looking up at her as she rocked on her heels with her hands on her hips.

“A level?” I questioned her, gesturing to her attire.

“Hm? Oh! Yeah, yeah promoted at the end of last year.” She smiled, looking down at her new key card which was attached to her chest. “Actually it’s kind of funny, when they called me in, I kinda fell an-

“(L/n)!” we we’re interrupted by the door slamming open and a tall, lean man stormed in the room.

(y/n)’s body immediately stiffed, her spine completely straight as she stood like a soldier. Which strangely enough gave me the strongest sense of déjà vu I had ever had.

The man angrily stepped up to her, his tall form looming over her like a shadow.

“Why, is the general still here?” he questioned, the words slipping from his clenched teeth.

(y/n) looked confused at this.

“We… captured him on the extraction mission sir.”

He let out an angry grunt and brought his hand up, back handing her and sending her body to the ground.  My hands curled into tight fists.

“I know that sweetheart, I’m the one who ordered you to do so! What I want to know is why he hasn’t been transferred to Berlin’s facility like we so delectably discussed!” he screamed.

“i-I didn’t get any command, I’m not sure I would have had the authorization to do so in the first place s-sir” she stuttered, and it only made the man angrier, as he snatched the collar of her shirt and brought his hand back to slap her again.

“Sergeant Raymond.” A voice halted his actions, as well as mine, as I was ready to strangle the man. Both him and (y/n) shifted their gaze to the door.

“I assume you have good reason to be punishing my agent, but I’m going to need you to leave.” Pierce commanded from the door frame, a team of large men beside him. “Now.”

Raymond dropped (y/n), letting her back hit the ground as she slowly tried to rise to her feet again.

“miss (L/n) it’s a pleasure to see you again.” Piece greeted, his eyes shifting from her to me, his hands locked around his back.

“Sir.” She stated. “Haven’t seen you since Rwanda.”

He sighed, and smiled.

“yes, it has been a while. But don’t worry, I’ll keep this chat to a minimum.”

Pierce waltzed up to me, standing a good distance between both  (y/n) and I. his smirk began to churn the atmosphere in to an unpleasant and toxic fog.

“so.” He laughed lightly. “How long do you think it took us to figure this out.” He gestured between us.

“Two years,? One? A couple months?” He started to walk over to (y/n), keeping eye contact with her the whole time. “or maybe.” He began “it only took one, short week in a freezer.” He smirked, holding up a light brown book.

My eyes went wide, it was my journal, the one (y/n) gifted.

His eyes shifted over from hers to mine.

“Romantic really, the way you write about her.”  He smiled again, wider then before and slowly handed the book back to another agent. “I wanted her closer.” He quoted. “Well, Solider you’ll get your wish.”

Before I could question him, two large men gripped (y/n) by her arms.

“What the hell?!” she exclaimed.

“What are you going to do to her?” I asked my mouth dry with worry.

“You wanted her.” He stated. “You’ll get her.”

My brows pulled together, before one of the agents, pulled a syringe from nowhere and plunged it into her neck.

Her body hit the mattes, and within seconds, mine followed.

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