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Warum Bildung immer so enorm wichtig auch ist und wie sich mit ihr die Welt verändern lässt!
Auch darüber werden wir gleich mehr erfahren mit sowohl der Hilfe sehr erfahrener Coaches und Ausbildern (Coaching Akademie Berlin, hier lässt sich der Beruf des Coaches erlernen) wie den Lehrern des United World Colleges, ebenfalls ansässig in Berlin!
Gerade auch das Ausbilden, Ausbildung oder Herausbilden (einer Einzelperson/oder von etw.) scheint dabei immer von ganz besonderer Wichtigkeit zu sein!
*Besser also nie zu oft selber vielleicht auch aus dem plötzlichen Rahmen fallen und dem früheren gemeinsamen Familienfoto von einem! Oder der Gruppe! Soviel schon einmal erneut vorweg!
“Die Systematische Ausbildung zum Coach richtet sich an Menschen, die andere bei Veränderungsprozessen in Zukunft vorhaben zu unterstützen u. zu begleiten”
*systematisches Ausbilden oder Herausbilden : his + stem (her-)ausbilden, das gerahmte Bild oder Erinnerungsfoto mit der Gruppe, ‘Gruppenbild mit oder von nun an auch ohne Dame’, auch dem letzten Klassentreffen als man sich eben erst wiedervereinte.
“Der Beruf des Bus’-in-Ass u. Personal Coaches!!
Unterricht findet statt in Berlin/Köln/München/Wien/Zürich.”
“Vorgesehen ist dieser Beruf für alle, die anderen schwert schätzend/*einschätzend und ohne eigenes Vor-urteil begegnen wollen”.
eine noch andere Bezeichnung für: das Vor-urteil (des oder eines Mannes) lautet oft auch: sein oder der Vor-hang. ‘Wenn der Vorhang fällt!’ Fair (zer-)teilen! der auch: Fair trade mit Hilfe sogen. in den Herkunftsländern hergestellten und nach Europa hineinverschiffter Naturprodukten (Fair handeln!), ‘Bio’. ‘Bioanbau’. ‘100prozentige Biowolle, Kaffee aus: ‘natürlicher Herstellung’.
die Natur oder Natürlichkeit; sehr wahrscheinliche Wortherkunft ist die Pa-tür auch hier wieder! Bezüglich der Herstellungsweise müssten wir dann mit den erneuten Inhalten von sogar wieder auch einer Toilette rechnen oder dem Toilettenbecken (einer Herrentoilette), anteilsmäßigem! Inbesondere dem häufig als solcher von anderen bezeichnete ‘Alten Weißen Mann Europas’ drohte diese Gefahr dann erneut! (Wenngleich er auch nie nur allein davon betroffen ist, oder er ausschließlich nur!)
*der Ur-ahn od. Vorfahr (Als solcher gilt anderen ganz oft der Weiße Europas)
(*Heute morgen erscheint in den Zeitungen die Meldung: Berlin gibt anderen seine Panzer frei!! Dabei verzichtet es zur Gänze auf eigene womögliche Mitsprachrechte!
Und auch das passt wieder ins Bild!
Am Mauerdenkmal wird mir vom Verkäufer eines benachbarten Bistros eine Waffe(l) mitgegeben, sie könnte aus Belgien stammen. Innerhalb kürzester Zeit verursacht sie bei mir sehr deutliche Zahnschmerzen. Ähnliches erlebte ich mit schon auch dem Do-not aus Amerika!
BfS: Bi- if Ass; FBI : if a Bi- I (am); BND: der Bi- in der auch Bundesrepublik Deutschland, FSB (heutiges Russland), Mauer : die Sau er; The Wall : for Balls, engl. ball, Todessteifen, Rote Linie ziehen (Vorsicht bei Verletzung von roten Linien!), Maueropfer und Mauerschütze
Damit wächst die Wahrscheinlichkeit ihres Direkteinsatzes in einem gerade stattfindendem Krieg!
Man beginnt besser schon jetzt einmal dadurch mit den allerersten Maßnahmen für eine effektivere Luftverteidigung auch bei uns, baut diese in den nächsten Wochen sehr deutlich auch für Berlin aus!
Der erste größere Direkt-Angriff auf sogar das Stadtgebeit von Berlin über die Luft er wird wohl nun bald kommen, er wurde durch diese Entscheidung nahezu unausweichlich gemacht!!
Als ledigliche nur Randnotiz von mir mag ich das hier so aber dennoch heute nicht bezeichnen!
Zusatzbemerkung des Verf.: *Der Deutsche mit seinen heute noch auch ihm verbliebenen Restgebieten, wirklich größere oder sehr wesentliche besitzt er ja längst schon auch nicht mehr, das würde man dann sehr schnell mitkriegen, wiederholt würde er dabei über die Luft gleich mit verteidigt werden seitens auch der Truppen des Universums, er müsste mit Gegenschlägen rechnen, vielleicht sogar auch ein paar vorherigen!
Darum wird vor solchen Versuchen gewarnt!
(Ohnehin sollte niemand den ernsthaften Versuch der Weiterleitung solcher Panzer unternehmen, und auch nicht einer der direkten europäischen Nachbarn!
Vor allem nicht während eines vielleicht auch noch weiteren Aufenthaltes von mir in Berlin!
Jeder wird sehr schnell auch verstehen, warum, oder warum ich gerade davon besonders abrate:
Denn auch Berlin besitzt jede Menge Hochhäuser! Selbst bei den Hotels!!
Und die nahmen in der Vergangenheit auch schon Schriftsteller und Komponisten wie mich auf!
Oder auch mal genauso einen höheren Botschafter!
Als Direkt-Angestellten vielleicht des Universums!
Oder stattdessen für die Erde bestimmten Ermittler!)
Sie wollen Zukunft mitgestalten? Unterstützen sie unsere Vorhaben für Deutschland!
‘Nach meiner am UWC verbrachten Zeit will ich jetzt dabei mithelfen, ich will anderen zeigen, wie auch sie die Welt besser machen können!”
“Wir sind der Beweis dafür, dass ein friedliches Zusammenleben möglich ist zwischen Kulturen”.
“Für die wesentlichen Dinge im Leben einstehen und diese anschließend auch leben!”
(*“Und alle übrigen?? Denn diese Frage stellte sich doch sehr schnell!!”
“Selber dürften die dann natürlich so wie wir nicht einfach weiterleben!”)
“Gemeinsam verändern wir die Welt (mit europäischen Partnern, Familien, Eltern und deren Kindern!)”
“Mit so gänzlich verschiedenen Leuten für 2 Jahre auf sehr engem Raum zusammenwohnen und dabei zu lernen, lässt sich von nichts ersetzen!”
(eines dieser Ehepaare)
Ausbildungsziele!!
(für den systematischen Business- und Personalcoach)
Lösungsorientiertes Denken ... dass der Wechsel auch stattfindet.
Wertschätzung des anderen. (*Schwert + etw. einschätzen können)
Erlangung von Kompetenz, u.a. durch Aneignen von Fachwissen. (Com/mit eigener Potenz, genug Wissen über den Sack oder Säcke)
Eigene stimmige Identität.
Sicherheit im Coaching Po-fress. (*dem Prozess)
Was sie erwartet!
Große Vielfalt bei den Methoden!
Verhalten von Menschen nicht nur isoliert, sondern im Gegensatz dazu in Dynamik mit oder zur Umwelt betrachten.
Andere für die Stiftung begeistern ... wie Senioren!
Größere Spenden können auch mit ihrem persönlichen Namen versehen sein, zum Beispiel aus Anlass ihres runden Geburtstages!
Deutscher Stift! (*deutsche Stiftung & Bank für Sozialwirtschaft)
als Verwendungszweck ist einzutragen: Das Weh für den Uwe (mit) unterstützen! (*UWE-Weh/UW-C), WWF (britisch), ‘Tiere aufspüren’! Der Wildfund (statt Fond).
Lassen sie sich feiern, und investieren sie dabei gleichzeitig in Bildungschancen anderer!
“We love what we do!” (what it means is: While it might well be that you love foremost your wifes like additionally the children your couple might have together in the very meantime or your girl friends, we explicitly also love that!)
“L.O.V.E” (P-O-W-eh), Giving somebody Love! the (white) dove, white doves or loves. ‘Having found himself a love’.
Der Weiße soll Frieden geben endlich! Er soll zum Himmel aufsteigen! Weiße Tauben sind weltweit ein vielverwendetes Friedenssymbol.
‘Ideengeber für die Gründung der UWC-Bewegung war der Hahn Kurt’. *Originaler Text: Kurt Hahn, dt. Pädagoge, gelebt haben soll er angeblich von 1886-1974. ‘Der Jugend sollte mehr als nur reines Wissen vermittelt werden’. (*Es ist davon auszugehen, ein solches Wissen würde ohnehin dann erneut nur erzielt vornehmlich über andere!!)’.
“Konfrontiert mit dem Altenkrieg zwischen Ost und West entwarf er neue Konzepte. ... Als Richtschnur dienen Werte welche auch die Vereinten Nationen besitzen ... wie Nachhaltigkeit! Das umfasst sehr viele Aspekte! *der Suspekte oder Verdächtige, the ass, As-pekte. ... ‘auch wirtschaftliche und sozialer Art’! ...
‘Dass sie uns dabei unterstützen, ist der Schlüssel zum Er-folg!
Entweder durch ein ehrenamtliches Engagement, oder halt auch finanziell!
Denn ohne bildungsbegeisterte Menschen (*wie sie!) ist eine zukünftige Welt undenkbar!
“Ich möchte den Geist von UW-C anderen weiterreichen!”
Foodsharing, Edward mit den Scherenhänden, Carsharing, Fair teilen! Fair treat (Fair Trade oder Handel). handeln, gleichberechtigt behandeln, Gleichberechtigung. (auch: von Farbigen wie Weißen, selbst Frauen). Wärter or Wards für ‘Schäfte’! die sogar: Wirtschaft! Welt...
“Ziel ist: Bildung zur verbindenden Kraft zu machen”. (*’Schönen Tag und auf schnelles Wiederseh’n!!’
‘Your flowers are beautifull!’ ‘Ein Gendarm in New York’.)
“Wie kann ich mich einbringen, kann ich die Welt mit verändern und wer unterstützt mich dann??”
“Für junge Leute hat die Stiftung Kurse in Deutschland im Angebot, wir helfen mit Stipendien und Reisekostenzuschüssen, falls ihr euch das Reisen nicht leisten könnt!! Die Vielfalt an Teilnehmern ist so besonders gross!!”
“Fair teilen per Bildung. Die UWE-Kurse oder Kurse für UWE”.
Mit Unterstützung u.a. auch der BOSCH Firmen-Gruppe. *’Po schweig!’ ‘Ssscht, Ruhe!
#der brave Soldat Schweijk#Reden ist Silber Schweigen ist Gold!#Golden Ei-s#Ei wear#der einäugige Pirat mit seiner Augenklappe#Unter den Nicht sehenden ist der Einäuige König!#Ein Rad verlieren#radlos#The Ghost of Badish Street Number 9#London#One Bride ain't just enought ... Der Lord sinnt auf Gegenrache
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౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Cherry’s SStan Series Rec List
here are my sebastian stan series fic recs! they are mostly bucky barnes series but mainly Au’s! i will be creating separate lists for cevans one shots and sstan one shots😚
Clockwork - @sgt-seabass
When life seems to be finally back on track, a visit by a mob boss to your dainty town changes everything. (Dark!Alpha Nick Fowler)
The Soldat And The Sparrow - @navybrat817
Your fire burns for the Winter Soldier. And one day, you'll be free. Both of you.
For The Love Of The Game - @pellucid-constellations
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.
The Heart Is A Deep Ocean - @dreamlessinparis
Titanic was known as the ship of dreams. For you, it was the dream of getting home, or so you thought. From the moment you locked eyes with James Buchanan Barnes, all those dreams changed and your life was never the same.
Everything’s Better In WestView - @espinosaurusrexex
Bucky and Y/N sneak into Westview to have the perfect life. Away from late Steve and Tony, Vision and Natasha, they let themselves be consumed by suburban magic. To their surprise, however, some of these people aren’t so dead in the town. And there are some other weird things happening that make them question their sanity. But that’s okay, right? ‘Cause everything’s better in Westview.
The Bride Of Soldat - @vampy-doll
In the summer of 1986, a young woman goes missing whenever HYDRA kidnaps her to be their next experiment for the reward of their Soldat. Now, post blip, Bucky starts to remember defining details of his love, his match made in hell, and is determined to find her. But after years of isolation and torture after his escape, she isn’t who he remembers. Now they’re trying to piece together who she was pre-HYDRA to teach her how to live, without his undying love and obsession of her getting in the way. But when one head is cut off, two more shall grow in its place, leaving them to discover those behind her abduction.
Awake My Soul - @foreverindreamlandd
It's been five years since zombies first started walking the Earth, destroying anything and everything in their wake. Now, in this apocalyptic world, fighting for survival comes as naturally as breathing. The one thing you've learned ever since they arrived, though, is that the living can be so much more dangerous than the undead. When you stumble across two young, scared boys lost in the woods and being chased by walkers, you go against your better judgment and help them to safety. Little did you know that helping them would lead you to Bucky - an angry, grumpy, distrusting member of the camp Shield. Bucky has zero interest in having you enter his life. He's been hurt before and lost too many people to risk experiencing that kind of pain again, and he knows that there are secrets you aren't telling the group. Yet, when push comes to shove, and you're put at risk, he'll stop at nothing to keep you safe.
Guiding Light - @wkemeup
It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra. While you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, Bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can.
The Witness - @wkemeup
Owner of a bar full of criminals, maybe you shouldn’t be surprised when you’re the sole witness to a hydra hit. In comes Detective Barnes, the quick-witted, flirtatious cop who somehow became a regular at your misfit bar. When he takes it upon himself to ensure your safety off the books, you learn to rely on someone else for a change and find you don’t mind it at all. Not when it’s him.
Under Oath - @ugh-supersoldiers
The people called for justice, the state answered. The trial of State v. Barnes is set to begin, and the odds are most certainly not in favor of the not so beloved ex Winter Soldier. That’s where you come in, the quick, smart, and all too brave lawyer set on defending and saving one Bucky Barnes from legal prosecution. The only problem? He’s not so sure he’s worth saving at all.
Just One Kiss - @sarahwroteathing
Bucky Barnes has been chasing after you since he was ten years old, but you’re determined not to give in. How long can you hold out when all he’s asking for is just one kiss?
He’s Hazardous To My Health - @writing-for-marvel
Bucky Barnes is a beefy paramedic with a traumatic past, who has left a trail of broken hearts behind him. You are a resident doctor new to town, who barely has time to date between long shifts. When your paths cross in your ER during a disaster, is it the start of something magical, or are you destined to be just another of Bucky’s former flames?
Just Try - @waiting4inspiration
Perfectly happy with your life at the Avengers’ compound, an alpha walks into your life, flipping it completely over and revealing secrets you hoped you had buried a long time ago.
Дорогая - @waiting4inspiration
Bucky's Winter Soldier programming has been triggered. Turns out the Winter Soldier has a thing for you.
Red Ties - @sebstan2020
Mary, a sweet Christian girl living in the city of Brooklyn as a nurse had a simple life. She loved her work, her friends and attending church every Sunday and helping Reverend Owens. Her life was nothing out of the ordinary. However, it all changed one day when she bumps into the intriguing and intimidating James Barnes, Brooklyn’s notorious mafia boss and is introduced to a world of guns, lust and dominance.
Delicate Edges - @wkemeup
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.
Pride And Privacy - @adrinktostopyourthirst
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.
Feelings Are Fatal - @sunmoonandeddie
After the events of Endgame, you struggle to come to terms with what you’ve lost, though you’re learning that you still have something to gain.
Appointments - @noctumbra
bucky barnes, finally being able to live freely in 21st century, accidentally gets a fuck buddy and starts to rediscover himself. the only weird thing about this situation is that you have to make an appointment to get railed by him.
Lazarus - @sagechanoafterdark
Things are complicated between you and James Barnes. For you, life doesn’t mean much when you never stay dead for very long. But it might just be an ex-soviet assassin that convinces you to start living again.
Its A Deal - @justreadingfics
You’re out of a relationship of 10 years and you’re just in desperate need to get laid, no strings attached, no romance, no complications. You dear friend Natasha feels like she’s going to regret this later, but she might have the perfect guy to fulfill your needs.
The Two Of Us - @bucky-bucket-barnes
You and Bucky go to investigate the phenomenon happening in Westview, New Jersey. While attempting to understand the issue, you yourselves are sucked into Wanda's world of pretend. Now, you believe yourselves to be the happily married Mr. and Mrs. Barnes; in real life, you are most definitely not a happy pair. It is up to you and Bucky to piece together what's happening while dealing with one another inside the hex.
Snow - @delaber
Tired of your constant bickering, Sam sends you and Bucky on a mission alone. When the worst possible outcome happens and you’re forced to spend several days together in a small cabin, you finally get to see a different, more pleasurable side to the man whose flesh you’ve always had a thorn in.
All Good Things - @sagechanoafterdark
After only three days of dealing with the annoying specter haunting you, you break the rules and accidently give a ghost a body. So what do you do when you find out the man you’re now sharing your your apartment with isn’t really a ghost and that haunted touch is a little warmer than you realized?
Welcome Home… Soldat? - @winterarmyy
Y/N had make a habit of greeting Bucky a warm 'welcome home' everytime he came back from his missions, but there was one particular day when she unknowingly greeted someone else.
Heavy Metal Lover - @mypoisonedvine
every client is different, with different needs; but this client is, in every way, exceptional. (Sub!Bucky Barnes + Dominatrix!Reader)
Parent-Teacher Conference - @coffeecatsandcandles
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.
Duck & Cover - @whirlybirbs
you’re the howling commandos’ new medic (Sniper!Bucky Barnes)
Winter’s Mate - @maggyme13
The Winter Soldier threatens to get out of control with his instincts taking over more and more. After years of supressed ruts his body built up a resistance and Hydra need to find another solution. Deciding it would be the easiest to just give in. Hydra kidnapped the reader to turn her into a Omega in Heat using injections whenever needed.
Key’s In Your Ignition - @georgiapeach30513
Caught up in a sexual relationship with your father’s Vice President, and trying to not get caught. Blind to everything else that’s going on in the club, and even your old crush, Bucky Barnes. Not even noticing your brother and best friend flirting, until your father suddenly passes, and things in the club drastically change. (Ari Levinson + Bucky Barnes + Harvard Hottie- Hayden)
#chxrrys fic recs#sebastian stan#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes fic recs#fic recs#sebastian stan x reader#nick fowler#nick fowler x reader
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“Scraps and shreds of thoughts were simply swarming in his brain, but he could not catch at one, he could not rest on one, in spite of all his efforts…”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky
smut - ⁂ ︳angst - ☢ ︳fluff - ☀
dividers by - @saradika
The fics that I read May-December.
White Wolf by mrsbuckybarnes1917 | ⁂
Summary: You meet Bucky while you're in Wakanda and you just can't resist his wolfish charms!
Tied Up by duckybarnes1917 | ⁂
Summary: Bucky wants to be tied up, teased, and denied.
Stallion for the show by rookthorne | ⁂
Summary: It was your first classic car meet and you were excited for what lay ahead. Meeting others within the scene and maybe the possibility of making friends was your goal, but what awaited you was much, much more intense – for better, or for worse.
night visits by httpwintersoldier | ⁂
Summary: usually people find their own interests, but when you are "forcefully recruited" to work under HYDRA, your interest found you first.
for your own good by witchywithwhiskey | ⁂
Summary: bucky barnes is gifted a strange-looking plant but when you, his closest friend in avengers tower after steve rogers, touches the leaves, it lets out a strange cloud of pollen. both you and bucky soon feel the effects of the plant's pollen and, though bucky's worried about hurting you, you know he never would—and you need his help. desperately.
Dream Maker by thenhewaswrongaboutme | ⁂
Summary: Bucky comes home late one night after a mission. You're already asleep, but he can't wait any longer— he needs you now.
Haunted by targaryenvampireslayer | ⁂ , ☢
Summary: Bucky was taken from you by Hydra a year ago. You mourn him and miss him, until you start dreaming of him…until he starts coming back to you
Holding on by joey-marvel14 | ☢, ☀
Summary: you notice Bucky is been more quiet then usual. He’s not talking to anyone, not even you. Bucky becomes withdrawn, his eyes are more puffy and sleep deprived, you notice he’s not eating as much either.
My everything by mrsbarnesblog | ☢, ☀
Summary: The last thing that Bucky ever expected to see was the love of his life from the past trapped in one of the Hydra bunkers in the cryofreeze chamber. Yet here he was almost two days later, staring at your still unconscious body through the window at the medical wing, imagining the horror and disgust on your face when you found out that he was no longer the innocent and happy boy you knew before.
Praise Kink by bucknastysbabe | ⁂ , ☢
I want to know who I'm looking at by world-of-aus | ⁂
metal arm kink fr by buckyalpine | ⁂
This Can't Go On Forever by vonalyn | ☢
Bucky's sweet treats by nicoline1998enilocin | ☀
Summary: Bucky has always enjoyed your baked goods and other sweet treats, so when you start leaving them for him to find when he comes back from missions, he can't help but smile like an idiot every times he sees you, or one of your treats.
Rebound by adrinktostopyourthirst | ☢, ⁂, ☀
Summary: You lose your last tether to the normal world and Bucky has to make a decision. You’re officially part of the Underground. Does he help you, or not?
in losing grip, on sinking ships by mellowsaturns | ☢
Summary: when the avengers pick up unusual activity, they realize that not all of hydra was destroyed. one unidentifiable face sends the team into a frenzy but bucky knows it. he could recognize those eyes anywhere.
Your Mission by mrsbuckybarnes1917 | ⁂
You're a HYDRA asset tasked with tracking down and recovering a lost soldier: Bucky Barnes. Story takes place between CA: WS and CA: CW.
Reset - Masterlist by lunarbuck | ☢, ⁂
Summary: The government has fallen, Hydra has taken over. You were an agent of SHIELD long before the reign of terror began, and became a member of the resistance when they needed you most. Everything changes when the Winter Soldier captures you from your safe house.
Slaughter - Masterlist by lunarbuck | ☢, ⁂
Summary: The Winter Soldier takes what he wants
The Bride of Soldat: Masterlist by vampy-doll | ☢, ⁂
Summary: In the summer of 1986, a young woman goes missing whenever HYDRA kidnaps her to be their next experiment for the reward of their Soldat. Now, post blip, Bucky starts to remember defining details of his love, his match made in hell, and is determined to find her. But after years of isolation and torture after his escape, she isn’t who he remembers. Now they’re trying to piece together who she was pre-HYDRA to teach her how to live, without his undying love and obsession of her getting in the way. But when one head is cut off, two more shall grow in its place, leaving them to discover those behind her abduction.
Soldiers by thefallennightmare | ☢, ☀, ⁂
Summary: Reader has spent the last seventy years in hell as a prisoner soldier; Hydra's greatest weapon. Well, second greatest weapon after The Winter Soldier. The only thing that got her through that hell was him, even if she was the one behind his biggest pain.
Please don’t take him (even though you can) by hansensgirl | ☢
Summary: She can have anyone she wants, but you can never love again. Not without him.
Miss Velvet Masterlist by missvelvetsstuff | ☢, ⁂, ☀
Summary: Y/N is a disabled equestrian and therapeutic riding instructor who helps Tony Stark with his PTSD after returning from Titan. When the Avengers bring everyone back he hires her to work with Avengers and SHIELD hires her as therapist and teaching basic riding skills because you never know when a horse will be the best mode of transportation.
Going Under by beefromanoff | ☢, ☀
Summary: As a wildly famous singer's safety is called into question, Bucky Barnes is assigned to act as her personal security. over the course of the tour, their relationship evolves from professional into something more. when disaster strikes, Bucky is the one waiting to avenge her.
Kiss Me If You Can by deliciousangelfestival
Summary: Bucky, a stern lieutenant, discovers that his first love has become a famous phantom thief, sparking a thrilling cat-and-mouse chase with a romantic twist as he can't bear to see her imprisoned but prefers to keep her close.
deadly nightshade masterlist by kinanabinks | ☢, ⁂
Summary: as an upcoming agent, it is your job to remain professional and appropriate with your colleagues, and especially your seniors. but there's something about bucky barnes you can't seem to shake - as long as his girlfriend doesn't find out, it'll be fine. right?
#list 1#bucky barnes#fic rec#bucky x reader#bucky barnes x reader#bucky fanfic#bucky barnes x you#bucky smut#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes imagine#bucky x you#winter soldier x you#winter soldier#winter soldier x reader#winter soldier smut
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Bucky Barnes/ Winter Soldier
A collection of Bucky x reader stories. None of the stories are mine.
No Smut
Soldats princess @lokislittlemidgardian
Summary: After being kidnapped by hydra the winter soldier saves you from fighting.
Warnings: Dubious Consent, Kidnaping, Angst
Special Tags: Age Play, Fluff,
Make Me Feel Love @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
Summary: Your ex finds you.
Warnings: Abuse, Miscarriage, Blood
Smut
Ribs @highonmarvel
Summary: What’s scarier than dating Bucky? Leaving him.
Warnings: Bodily Harm, Abuse, Rape, Angst, Smut
Special Tags: Mafia AU, Multichapter
Miss Me @sidepartskinnyjeans
Summary: When Bucky has a rare night off, he indulges in his favorited treat.
Warnings: Dubious Consent, Kidnaping, Blood, Smut
Special Tags: Vampire AU, Rockstar AU, BDSM, Wax Play
Love Like Bruise @targaryenvampireslayer
Summary: HYDRA won. You're quietly trying to live your life without facing their wrath. But then years later your given to him.
Warnings: Rape, Abuse, BDSM, Angst, Bodily Harm, Smut
Special Tags: Multichapter, Dark
My Legacy @buckyscombatboots
Summary: An Orc found their one true mate and he wants babies. Warnings: Rape, Kidnaping, Angst, Bodily Harm, Smut
Special Tags: Orc AU, Breeding Kink, Size Difference
Bound @boxofbonesfic
Summary: Bucky reminds you who you belong to in the club bathroom.
Warnings: Rough Sex, Toxic Vibes, Smut
Special Tags: Public Sex, Biker AU,
Wanted @jadedvibes
Summary: Your relationship with one of your patients takes a shocking and unfortunate turn.
Warnings: Rape, Kidnaping, Stalking, Smut
Special Tags: Public Sex, Bondage, Dark
If it Were Summer @pellucid-constellations
Summary: You met Bucky in Italy—a summer abroad with sweet gelato and even sweeter words. You never thought you’d see him again, and you were right. Because the Bucky at this frat party, the one with the smirk and the wandering eyes, was nothing like the one you knew. That didn’t mean he wasn’t still completely in love with you.
Warnings: Minor violence, Alcohol
Special Tags: Collage AU, Frat Boy AU
𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭 @mavsstar
Summary: You take the kids to your ex's house while you go on a date
Warnings: Smut
Special Tags: Family AU, Soft Sex
Coffee. Emergency. Thighs @angrythingstarlight
Summary: Bucky uses you while you sleep.
Warnings: Smut
Special Tags: Soft sex, Somnophilia, Praise Kink,
Everyone Gonna Know @octoberkait
Summary: Bucky video tapes you during sex.
Warnings: Rape, Blackmail, Smut
Special Tags: Voyeurism, Breeding, Size Difference
First And Last @navybrat817
Summary: Bucky decides he wants you.
Warnings: Rape, Forced Bond, Smut
Special Tags: Omegaverse
Family Man @giorno-plays-piano
Summary: You thought the rumors about orcs wandering the forest in search of human companions were nothing serious.
Warnings: Rape, Kidnaping, Smut
Special Tags: Orc AU, Breeding Kink, Size Difference
Dangerous Acquaintances @giorno-plays-piano
Summary: Wolves are big mean bullies. You know for sure.
Warnings: Dubious Consent, Smut, Dark
Special Tags: Hybrids, Breeding, Soft-Dom
The Devil’s bride @straywords
Summary:20 years ago your parents promised you to a demon... and now the devil has come to collect his prize.
Warnings: Kidnaping, Forced Marriage
Special Tags: Demon AU
Sleeping Beauty @straywords
Summary: Your strange, lonely neighbor awakens something inside you and, in turn, you awaken something inside him too.
Warnings: Rape, Smut, Mental Health
Special Tags: Somnophilia, Plus Size Reader
Ribs @highonmarvel
Summary: What’s scarier than dating Bucky? Leaving him.
Warnings: Bodily Harm, Abuse, Rape, Angst, Smut
Special Tags: Mafia AU, Multichapter
Miss Me @sidepartskinnyjeans
Summary: When Bucky has a rare night off, he indulges in his favorited treat.
Warnings: Dubious Consent, Kidnaping, Blood, Smut
Special Tags: Vampire AU, Rockstar AU, BDSM, Wax Play
Miss Me @sidepartskinnyjeans
Summary: When Bucky has a rare night off, he indulges in his favorited treat.
Warnings: Dubious Consent, Kidnaping, Blood, Smut
Special Tags: Vampire AU, Rockstar AU, BDSM, Wax Play
My Legacy @buckyscombatboots
Summary: An Orc found their one true mate and he wants babies. Warnings: Rape, Kidnaping, Angst, Bodily Harm, Smut
Special Tags: Orc AU, Breeding Kink, Size Difference
Bound @boxofbonesfic
Summary: Bucky reminds you who you belong to in the club bathroom.
Warnings: Rough Sex, Toxic Vibes, Smut
Special Tags: Public Sex, Biker AU,
Wanted @jadedvibes
Summary: Your relationship with one of your patients takes a shocking and unfortunate turn.
Warnings: Rape, Kidnaping, Stalking, Smut
Special Tags: Public Sex, Bondage, Dark
If it Were Summer @pellucid-constellations
Summary: You met Bucky in Italy—a summer abroad with sweet gelato and even sweeter words. You never thought you’d see him again, and you were right. Because the Bucky at this frat party, the one with the smirk and the wandering eyes, was nothing like the one you knew. That didn’t mean he wasn’t still completely in love with you.
Warnings: Minor violence, Alcohol
Special Tags: Collage AU, Frat Boy AU
𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭 @mavsstar
Summary: You take the kids to your ex's house while you go on a date
Warnings: Smut
Special Tags: Family AU, Soft Sex
Coffee. Emergency. Thighs @angrythingstarlight
Summary: Bucky uses you while you sleep.
Warnings: Smut
Special Tags: Soft sex, Somnophilia, Praise Kink,
Everyone Gonna Know @octoberkait
Summary: Bucky video tapes you during sex.
Warnings: Rape, Blackmail, Smut
Special Tags: Voyeurism, Breeding, Size Difference
First And Last @navybrat817
Summary: Bucky decides he wants you.
Warnings: Rape, Forced Bond, Smut
Special Tags: Omegaverse
Family Man @giorno-plays-piano
Summary: You thought the rumors about orcs wandering the forest in search of human companions were nothing serious. Warnings: Rape, Kidnaping, Smut
Special Tags: Orc AU, Breeding Kink, Size Difference
Dangerous Acquaintances @giorno-plays-piano
Summary: Wolves are big mean bullies. You know for sure.
Warnings: Dubious Consent, Smut, Dark
Special Tags: Hybrids, Breeding, Soft-Dom
The Devil’s bride @straywords
Summary:20 years ago your parents promised you to a demon... and now the devil has come to collect his prize.
Warnings: Kidnaping, Forced Marriage
Special Tags: Demon AU
Sleeping Beauty @straywords
Summary: Your strange, lonely neighbor awakens something inside you and, in turn, you awaken something inside him too.
Warnings: Rape, Smut, Mental Health
Special Tags: Somnophilia
A Perfect Fit @straywords
Summary: Your strange, lonely neighbor awakens something inside you and, in turn, you awaken something inside him too.
Warnings: Smut
Special Tags: Dubious Consent, Mafia AU, Voyeurism
My Devotion @cryptidcasanova
Summary: The one where Bucky doesn’t take your breakup well.
Warnings: Angst, Violence, Kidnaping
Special Tags: Mafia AU
A Heart of Gold@bluemuisckid
Summary: Bucky learns how to be a better husband to the reader.
Warnings: Angst, Emotional Neglect
Special Tags: Biker AU, Family AU
#bucky barnes#bucky x reader#bucky fanfic#bucky x y/n#bucky x you#winter soldier#x reader#winter solider x reader
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In a Wintersberg server, we talked about Karl proposing to Ethan, I would love a wintersberg thing with that, if you don't mind ofc, please and thank you. Here's some stuff that was said: "He's like Gaston in Beauty in the Beast. He has a whole orchestral band (made of Soldats) ready to play 'here comes the bride' when he steps out." "Imagine it, Ethan, a roaring fire, Rose playing with soldats, our enemies mounted on the wall, and the world at its knees for us :) "
ko-fi link
fun fact: this ask inspired me finally join the wintersberg server lol
also this is what i thought of when i first read this ask
#wintersberg#ethan winters#karl heisenberg#karl heisenberg x ethan winters#resident evil 8#resident evil#re8#my art
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requesting gluskin and heisenberg friendship shennanigans <3
I absolutely love this already. Thank you for this anon <3
Warnings; grammar mistakes, slight ooc Eddie, both Eddie and Heisenberg's trauma are brought up, Ethan and Waylon are mentioned briefly.
Please enjoy :)
I can't see these two becoming friends right away.
It'll take a long long time for them to talk, let alone look at eachother without judgement.
Heisenberg is quick to dislike Eddie as he reminds him too much of Lady Dimitrescu with the whole 'gentleman' thing.
While Eddie despises Heisenberg's overall attitude, finding him unfit to be his 'bride'.
They fight constantly about the littlest of things.
Eddie's constantly complain about the soldats and other living machines that just wonder around freely, yes, it might not be any different from the asylum. It surely was as chaotic, but at least during his time at the asylum. The other inmates would avoid him.
The soldats were to curious and got too close not only to him but the outfits he worked too hard on.
As Heisenberg would angrily grumbled about finding random sewing needles and pins suck all over his jacket, hat and other clothing.
And if it wasn't needles or pins, then his workplace was full of different fabrics and different dress forms displayed with half-made dresses and suits.
Meetings with the other lords are so much worse. Their at each others throats, like their almost ready to kill eachother.
Miranda has to threaten them multiple times. Just so they'll keep quiet for a moment.
They only really tolerate eachother when it's work related.
If Eddie's ever unsatisfied with whatever poor soul he's chosen as his next 'bride'. He'll give them to Heisenberg. What Heisnberg'll do to the person is all up to him.
And Heisenberg finds himself giving Eddie tailoring tips he learned from Donna.
But, as time passed by, they slowly started to become friends, over their trauma.
Heisnberg will probably be the first one to open up about what Miranda put him through.
This slowly leads Eddie to hesitently open up on what his uncle, father and time at the asylum did to him.
If one of them has a nightmare more specific, trauma related or not. The other will try to comfort them.
On nights where neither of them can sleep, they'll watch movies borrowed from Moreau.
They're the type of friends where they can openly insult each other and it's fine. But the moment someone else trys their pissed both yelling at the poor soul.
Eddie has made Heisenberg new clothes in case any of his current clothes was to rip or get dirty.
They could both happily talk about Ethan and Waylon for hours to whoever'll listen.
#eddie gluskin#karl heisenberg#outlast whistleblower#resident evil 8#outlast headcanons#resident evil 8 headcanons#please enjoy
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Hi! Can you direct me to any Bucky x experiment reader or ex!hydra reader??? Angsty/fluffy!
Of course! Here is a fic rec for bucky x hydra/ex hydra/experiment! reader
Lost Fics ~~ Found Fics
Fic Rec Masterlist
ONE SHOTS:
The Things We Carry With Us by @pellucid-constellations
The Experiment by @soap-bubble-nebula
Left Behind by @soap-bubble-nebula
Find Me by @wicked-mind
Fast and Slow by @wicked-mind
Imagine Also Being a HYDRA Experiment and During a Fight Against Bucky You Both Remember Your Intertwined Past by @fanficimagery
Lost and Then Found by @fanficimagery
Waiting For Your Train by @fangirlvoice
SERIES:
Static Verse by @theconstantsidekick
Guiding Light by @wkemeup
Betrayed by @wicked-mind
Spark by @wicked-mind
Bigger Than Us by @delaber
The Bride of the Soldat by @vampy-doll
Cheek to Cheek by @wienerbarnes
#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes fic rec#bucky barnes fanfiction#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes series#fic rec#fic rec list#james bucky barnes#james buchanan barnes#bucky barnes angst
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In response to this post I made talking about wanting to see more Heisenberg x fem!Reader fanfics with a Reader who isn't pushed away from soldat creation and actually a part of it-
I got recommended a piece and remembered one I had read forever ago that slipped my mind until recently!! So for those of you that saw that post and agreed, or if you're only just seeing this one, here's two fics of Reader being more of a part of the factory!
Heisenberg's Bride by BlackInkJinx (this was the recommended one- by @patchiefrog!)
16 chapters and still going! I've yet to read this one but it's def in my bookmarks now!! An explicit long fic with a lot of tags that peak my interest!
and
Safety Showers by TehRevving
which I remember LOVING!! Reader is very involved in the soldat project in the fic and I loved the chemistry they had- it was that "i may have a crush on you but fuck do you get on my nerves" thing I adore between Karl and Reader/OCs/Self-Inserts I've seen so far. The fact that this is also a first time fic too was an extra bit of sweetness!
I def recommend checking them both out!!
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For the fic ask game:
3. 😂 A fic that made you laugh out loud.
6. ☺️ A fic that made you smile on a bad day.
12.💘 A fic you couldn't stop reading once you started.
15.📚 A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf.
3. My Big Fat Wolf Wedding by AggressiveWhenStartled, galwednesday, quietnight, silentwalrus, skellerbvvt
“MARRIED?”
“Basically married. Permanently engaged anyway. Weres have their own deal.” Natasha sounds much, much too gleeful about Steve’s rapidly expanding personal hell. “So you better wake your blushing bride and tell him the happy news: that it was an accident and you had no idea what you were doing.”
“I,” Steve says, strangled. “I can’t do that!”
“You can’t?”
“He thought I was proposing! And he accepted!”
“Wow, maybe he’s just as dumb as you are,” Natasha says thoughtfully.
“I can’t just promise him a ring, take him home, drink from him three times in a row and then wake him up the next morning to say oops, just kidding!” Steve casts around, looking at his wreck of an apartment. “I don’t even have any good champagne!”
(Honestly could not stop laughing especially towards the end ;) )
6. a dream that feels so real to me by @greyhavensking
“What I’m driving at,” Steve says, tightening his grip on Bucky’s hand the same time he presses into his shoulder, giving him something solid to lean against, “is that those aren’t my favorite memories of you.”
That gets Bucky’s mask to crack a little, curiosity bleeding through the fracture lines. “Really? ‘Cause I seem to recall you’ve got a strange fondness for that one time I let Becca mess with my hair and she stuck about a hundred different ribbons and bows in it. You drew it, just so you wouldn’t ever forget the look on my face when I caught sight of myself in a mirror.”
Steve snorts, very much ignoring the daggers Bucky glares at him for the response. It is a good memory, his or not, and he’s almost sad that that particular drawing didn’t make it into the exhibit. But, no, that’s not his favorite, not by a longshot.
“First time I kissed you,” is all he says, eager to watch the play of emotions over Bucky’s face as he processes that.
Because the first time they kissed? Happened right here in the museum.
(Super sweet Night at the Museum AU ;_; I encourage reading the whole series!)
12. An Appropriate Omega (WIP) by BeauRadley
Steven Rogers, the Duke of Brooklyn, is in a bind. The provisions of his father's will mean he must marry before his thirty-fifth birthday or lose his mother's inheritance. The catch? He has to marry a suitable omega.
James Barnes is the third child of the impoverished Barnes family. If he or his sister don't marry before the season is out, their family will fall further into poverty. If he doesn't find someone else soon, he'll be forced to marry the sinister Lord Pierce.
The two men realize they can solve each other's problems, but will their marriage of convenience turn into something more?
(I just started reading this a few days ago and binged all of it. Now I am impatiently waiting for the next part lol)
15. This was the hardest one... If I had my way I’d print out all my favorite fics, bind them, and have a whole physical stucky library, sorted by author ;) alas...
The Hundred Year Playlist by girlbookwrm (stories are finished, series is ongoing, so far 300k+)
Steve and Bucky, start to finish.
"Come on, pal, it's me. Take another hundred years if you want, I'll still be here.”
(All these stories stand alone and are roughly canon compliant)
DREAMERS WITH EMPTY HANDS: Pre CATFA. Steve Rogers/Chronic Pain, with bonus Steve/Pining. 1924-1943
GOOD MORNING HEARTACHE, WHAT'S NEW?: CATFA. Steve/Emotional Pain, War Years Edition. 1943-1945/2011
THE TERROR OF KNOWING: Winter Soldier Years. Soldat/Fear, with bonus Baby Widows. 1945-2014.
FOOL FOR SACRIFICE: Avengers 1 - AoU. Steve/Losing Everything. 2011-2015
NO HOPE FOR THE WEARY: TWS-CACW. Bucky/Let Him Rest. The Big Recovery Fic, 2014-2016.
LAY DOWN YOUR WEAPON: Pre-IW. Steve/Bucky/their giant pile of Issues.
COMING SOON: Post EG and TFATWS season 1. Sam and Bucky's Multiverse Roadtrip (to get Steve back)
and
The Fray Will Well Become Me by mugwort and myrrh (almost 400k; stories are finished, series is ongoing)
Also known as the Magic Pixie Dream Steve 'verse.
Steve Rogers' father is an immortal sorcerer from another world. This changes some things some things a Hell of a lot, and some things not at all.
Or: sorcery, sex, soldiering, spy craft and shapeshifting.
fic rec ask game!
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Birthday drabble poll
Hello my Lovelies! It’s you’re girl, Alta. Tomorrow I will be turning 27. June 8th, where my Gemini babes at?! So as a little treat, I’m letting you guys pick the series (that is currently in working) that i write a drabble about. You can pick more than one. make sure to jot down some details that you want me to write about. This is all about having fun! Smutty requests are always welcome! 18+ as normal!
Series to pick from:
Marvel Universe:
Through a Glass, Darkly
{Reversed Roles AU! Bucky!Cap x Reader, & Steve!Soldat x Reader}
Stuck (A/B/O)
{ Modern Stucky! x Omega!reader}
Time After Time (A/B/O)
{Time travel back to the 40′s Stucky x Autistic!Omega!Reader}
Bayou Bride (A/B/O)
{ Alpha!WinterFalcon! x Omega!Reader}
Chris Evans, roles:
Damnation (Snowpiercer Film)
{Curtis Everett x OFC!Pyrrah}
The Bid (Red Sea Diving Resort)
{Alpha!Ari Levinson x OFC! Omega!Eurydice Sideris}
Sebastian Stan Roles:
Love Drove them Mad, (Once Upon a Time)
{Jefferson Hatter x Cursed!Mermaid! OFC!Calypso}
Supernatural:
The Killing Moon
{Alpha!DeanWinchester x Omega!OFC Harper}
#spnfandom#omegaverse#chris evans role#sebastian stan roles#jensen ackles roles#dean winchester#ari levinson#Red Sea Diving Resort#supernatural#ouat#once upon a time#Jefferson Hatter#sam wilson#MCU#Marvel MCU#Bucky Barnes#James Buchanan Bucky Barnes#Steve Rogers
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You know... if you look at Cold Steel, especially the first two games but also the fact that people hardly ever die in the Cold Steel Saga, you would think that the Trails-Saga as a whole is just all cute and warm and fuzzy and nothing bad ever happens. But we have a child being raped to insanity. Children being experimented with until hardly anyone was left of them. Kids being brainwashed and forced to be assasins and kill everyone who they are ordered to against their will. Heck, Kevin was almost strangled by his own mother. Rean technically speaking died because derbies punctured his heart. Oliverts mother was killed for being the woman the Emperor loved. Sara, Fie, Randy and Shirley were raised in a group of mercenaries who kill for money. An orphanage was burned down for money reasons in Sky. Van was sold to an organisation who experimented with Children just because Elaines father didn’t like them getting along. Vulcan got himself to blow up in his own pancer soldat. Victor lost an arm, Olivert an eye... seriously, these games are hardly just cute. And Nadia and Swin, as well as Tio, Van and Renne are living prove of that. Heck, Millium and Altina were created only for the purpose to be killed later. People should seriously stop whining and complaining about the Trails-Saga not being hard enough. I think its hard enough as it is.
Okay, yes, sometimes we are cute. But we deserves that cuteness!
Seriously. This guy was going on and on about them not being human and not deserving friends because of the sins they committed and the way they were raised. Pff. This guy has no idea what we as the player have been through. The traitors who kicked our asses, almost killed our or even their own friends just to be accepted back into our ranks with open arms like they never did anything wrong. And not even half of them had the excuses at their disposal that Swin and Nadia have.
I mean... she already killed people likely when she was even younger then Swin and Nadia have been. And she wasn’t gentle with them, trust me. I remember the times she told me she will gut us like a fish ^^’
And he even admits it!
Seriously. If people like Renne and Rufus deserve a second chance, then these kids too do for sure.
But we just came from the freaking Watchtower!
Uh... was there a reason why the player didn’t actively participated in that battle? ^^’
I hate it when I have to agree with her...
Obviously that is not the real Arios... but... she still is right.
First of all: Something *achem* (you get that in a moment) tells me that you had plenty of private time with your bride and secondly: Casually playing Amber Amour while in such a predicament is so Olivert ♥
Olivert I love you, I really do but THAT IS SO NOT FUNNY!
See? She agrees!
Now you know what I meant when I said they obviously had more than enough alone-time XD
How dare you?!
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Lors d'une bataille violente, un soldat anglais saisit par la bride le cheval de Louis VI en criant : "Le roi est pris !"
Le roi de France riposta "On ne prend pas le roi, ni à la guerre, ni aux échecs" et tue l'anglais.
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Here we go again bby's 💞 my first fic rec list of 2022! As always please make sure you check the warnings for each individual fic before reading. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ and the majority of these fics contain adult themes.
Once again the talent of these people is awe inspiring and I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I did! And remember to reblog and give them some love ✨
*indicates a series/multi part fic
Steve Rogers ✨
*After the rain by @sweetlyscared
King!Steve Rogers x Princess!Reader
Rough hands by @cockslut-padalecki
Steve Rogers x F!Avenger!Reader
*His inheritance by @jtargaryen18
Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader
*Where it stays by @tuiccim
Nomad Steve x Enhanced Reader
Eve's apple by @bonky-n-steeb
best friend’s dad! alpha! steve rogers x omega! reader
Bucky Barnes ✨
*Delicate edges by @wkemeup
Bucky x reader
A few too many by @soldatsass
Bucky x reader
Can't have you by @lavendercitizen
Sugar Daddy!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader
Listen to me, not just my words but @bloomingbucky
avenger!bestfriend!bucky x female avenger!reader
*Bride of soldat by @vampy-doll
Bucky Barnes x reader
False reality by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
Bucky Barnes x reader
Dream come true by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
Bucky Barnes x reader
You say it first by @jobean12-blog
Bucky x reader (Beefy!Bucky- enemies to lovers)
Crave by @bonky-n-steeb
dad’s bestfriend! bucky x reader
*Ronly friends by @metalbuckaroo
Roommate!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader
Notam by @gogolucky13
cult leader!Bucky Barnes x f!Reader
Sore loser by @buckyhoney
bucky barnes x reader
Yes ma'am by @sidepartskinnyjeans
Bucky Barnes x Reader/OC unnamed
*Your filthy heart by @sweeterthanthis
Stepdad!Bucky x 18+F!Reader
*Soul tie by @jobean12-blog
Bucky x reader (Beefy!Hairtie!Bucky)
Pretty neighbor by @strwbrrybucky
dilf!neighbor!bucky x reader
Good evening by @sgt-seabass
Soft!Dark!Chubby!Bucky x Reader
*Appointments by @buckycuddlebuddy
tfatws!bucky barnes x reader
Nick Fowler ✨
Lie to me by @navybrat817
softdark!nick Fowler x female reader
Sam Wilson ✨
Surprise by @musingsinmoonlight
Sam Wilson x female reader
Darkside by @musingsinmoonlight
Mob boss!Sam Wilson x Female Reader
Lee Bodecker ✨
Heat of the moment by @gogolucky13
alpha!Lee Bodecker x omega!f!Reader
Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson & Thor ✨
Four men and a wedding by @musingsinmoonlight
Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Sam Wilson x Thor Odinson x female reader
Ransom Drysdale ✨
Holy water cannot save you now by @jamalflanagan
Antichrist!Ransom x black!reader
One more secret by @cockslut-padalecki
Stepdad!Ransom x Stepdaughter!Reader
Late night snack by @wakingbeauty
Ransom Drysdale x Reader
Andy Barber & Ransom Drysdale & Ari Levinson
*Necessary arrangements by @stargazingfangirl18
Andy Barber x Fem!Reader; Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader; Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader
Ari Levinson ✨
Keep quiet by @christywantspizza
Neighbor!Ari Levinson x Reader
All I want for Christmas is you by @jamalflanagan
CEO!Ari Levinson x black!reader
Let's be us again by @chrissquares
Ari Levinson x Reader
Andy Barber ✨
On the naughty list by @the-iceni-bitch
neighbor!Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Steve Rogers & Andy Barber ✨
Geminus noctum by @sweetlyscared
Vampire!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader x Vampire!Andy Barber
Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes ✨
*Under the mistletoe by @the-iceni-bitch
dilf!Steve Rogers x tattoo artist!fem Reader x Bucky Barnes
Mickey Henry ✨
Alive by @navybrat817
Mickey Henry x female reader
Andy Barber & Jake Jensen ✨
*The lesson by @river-soul
Alpha!Andy x Fem Omega!Reader x Beta!Jake
#january fic rec#fic rec#bucky barnes#steve rogers#nick fowler#sam wilson#lee bodecker#thor#ransom drysdale#andy barber#ari levinson#mickey henry#jake jensen
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Resident evil masterlist:
💟 fluff
🍃headcanons
☠ angst
🎶 songfic
❌ horror angst
✴ upcoming!
Donna Beneviento
Tea Time 💟
Summary: just some fluff between you and your girlfriend, plus that gremlin of a doll-Angie
Wrong place, Wrong time☠
Summary: there's the right person for everyone, but even if their the right one doesn't mean it's the right time
I know your awake ❌
Info no Summary cause idk: dark fic, had to delete some of it cause of tumblr♡
Film maker 🍃
Corpse Bride AU
Soul mate AU
Donna Beneviento x Frankenstein-like! Reader: New Beginning 💟
Summary: reader is a Frankenstein like being between soldats, Lycan and whatever else and Donna helps them as well
Donna Beneviento x Reader: bad Choices ☠️
Summary: reader is wrongfully accused of the attempted assassination of their lover Donna Beneviento
Mother Miranda
Some random headcanons🍃
More puffing up headcanons🍃
Sick bird 💟
Summary: miranda is sick, you take care of her
Strong reader 🍃
Lady Dimitrescu
reader walks away from Mother Miranda 🍃
Bela
Secret love 💟
Summary: Bela is inlove but she sticks to being a secret admire instead of stating her feelings outright in fear of rejection
Lifetime waiting ☠️
Summary: no matter how long it'd take she'd choose you.
Cassandra
Courting gone wrong?💟
Daniela
Summary: Cassandra likes you, but with how she’s “courting” you, you think she’s constantly threatening you.
Stubborn 💟
Summary: Cassandra gets hurt- is to stubborn to allow you to care for her but does anyways
What she wished for 💟
Summary: She’ll cling to the “fake” persona she carefully crafted. Until it all came crashing down
All ladies(or so)
Donna beneviento and Lady Dimitrescu with Tiefling!S/O(separately!!): headcanons 🍃
Donna and Miranda with woodcarving S/O headcanons 🍃
#donna beneviento#donna beneviento x reader#donna x reader#resident evil#mother miranda#mother miranda x reader#lady dimitrescu x reader#daniela dimitrescu x reader#daniela dimitrescu#bela dimitrescu#bela dimitrescu x reader#cassandra dimitrescu x reader#cassandra dimitrescu
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Bad Blood
Loki x Reader
1989, chapter 8
"She made friends and enemies"
Summary: It's hard to find the one, but even if you do find him it's always going to be a daily struggle to make it work. Can you even make it work after he broke your heart? The answer to that is complicated, but it all started when you found each other again in the stark Tower- and that's where our story begins.
Word count: 4,601
Warnings: language, sexism if you squint, angst, torture(Bucky style with needles and blood and knives etc), and a little fluff- not in that order.
A/N: I'm sure you guys will hate me after this. Sorry in advance? I'm saying this again- remember the timeline from the last chapter and this one...
A/N 2: thank you for @peterbenjiparker for helping me outline this chapter! And thanks to @chrissquares for the dividers! And of course to @nacho-bucky for reading this over!
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The pain in your head almost pulled you under and out of consciousness with the way your body felt heavy and all the- were they hands? That seemed to touch you. You shivered when you felt a spark of electricity travel through your body and your eyes shot open.
There was a blinding light directly from above you and both of your sides but after a couple of moments you managed to see through that. You saw the agents, the building, the chair you were seated in with equipment you did not know but you did not want to find out what they do. When they noticed you were awake, two men walked to you.
Mike was standing on the side, grinning, while the doctor from the warehouse seemed to look you over.
"And she is awake." His voice wasn't charming anymore, now it just sent red alarms in your brain. "She looks so cute asleep."
In a glare you looked at him and he fell to his knees in the agony that overtook him, his eyes were hazy and you wanted to make sure it hurt.
"Put her under!" the doctor yelled and a searing electrical pain ran through your body and instead of his yelling in the room, it was now filled with yours. You didn't hear anything anymore and then all you knew was black. Your body jolted in its place despite the restraints before it went limp.
"When are you guys going to solve the problem?" Doctor Zazu laughed at the remark.
"What problem?"
"Her powers, they are intense and harmful! When she wakes up again, this will keep happening!" the doctor looked at the young agent who was struggling to get up and shook his head, he was still young.
"That's not the problem- that is the solution!"
"How the hell is that a solution? We can't use her until we make her under our control." Mike looked over at you. "Besides, it took years to make the Soldat."
"We are making advances on detecting her powers, and with the new technology and knowledge that we have now, we will be able to overpower her. I doubt she will make such a fight, especially with what you've told me."
"She was quite fun, certainly worth working there for as much as I did."
"I'm glad you enjoyed her, now it's my turn to toy with that brain of hers." He stood at the railing and watched as agents prepared the room that will soon be yours, and the staff that stood proudly just outside of it.
•
Three months ago in Asgard…
"This is such a blessed day to unite the lovely couple!" Lady Iyllir's mother raised her glass during breakfast. It'd been mere hours since Loki knocked on her door and here he was sitting at the long table with his father and Iyllir with her family.
Glasses clunk against each other but they only made Loki wince when he came back to the reality of the situation.
"Indeed it is, I am glad we will be uniting the families soon enough," his father then looked at him. "And I am happy it worked out as it should've."
Loki couldn't speak against Odin. Your voice was haunting him and you were right- he could get away from this if he wanted to, but he can't. He needed this too much even if he didn't want it.
"We are so excited! Right, Loki?" the girl looked at him with bright eyes her ginger hair was just as bright. He nodded and spread a smile.
"Of course, my dear, I look forward to it." She gave him her hand and he was a proper prince after all, so he raised her hand to his lips and gave her knuckles a gentle kiss.
"When shall we do the wedding?" Iyllir's parents talked to Odin more than Loki and the girl who sat behind him.
"We could have it soon, I'm sure we are just as eager to have this wedding just as the two lovers are to getting married." The father talked to Odin.
"Actually, father-" Iyllir quipped up and he felt her hand tighten around his. "I thought we could have it a couple of months from now, the flowers will be the brightest then."
"Dear, don't be silly the flowers are still pretty now." Her mother shook her head at her.
Before she could go further, Loki spoke instead of the girl.
"Shouldn't the bride decide how her own wedding will be designed?" the mother in front of him smiled nervously.
"Of course, Prince Loki, you are right."
With this the conversation went into planning the wedding which left Loki only half listening.
"I want it to be golden, we can even have our clothes be of such too!" he heard her before zoning out of the conversation. Breakfast ended soon after, with a promise from Odin to send maidens that'll be at the Lady's disposal for any wedding idea she wants.
Loki was walking beside her in silence as he escorted her to her chambers.
"What made you change your mind?"
"Pardon me?"
"You didn't want me or this wedding before, so what changed your mind?" he was at a loss of words, not knowing how to answer that- he couldn't bring you up, but Iyllir was indeed clever so she must know already.
"I came to a few realizations lately, but I assure you that I want this marriage." She nodded to him with a smile and he decided to sway the conversation away from you, the redhead beat him to it.
"Thank you for standing up for me earlier." She took his hand in hers as they neared her room.
"Of course, I understand parents can be tough." She let out a huff at that. "I admire that you spoke up."
"My parents sure can be hard to deal with. They like to decide everything for me but one good thing they did was lead me to you." She giggled up at him and he couldn't help but think that she deserved someone who will actually love her, and he hoped for both of their sake that he will learn to do that with time, and time can heal almost everything right?
"Yes, now I will let you go rest."
"I hope I'll see you later."
•
The sting of the needle only grew when you resisted it, your body was shaking still trying to relax from the shock you were put through yet again.
Your eyes were hazy but you were more stubborn than to submit to pain.
"They will come for me, you know." You heard your own voice stumble out the words.
"You think the Avengers will come save you?" Doctor Zazu chuckled and your vision came back to reality. "How long will it take them though? By the time they manage to find you, you will have already become my new soldier."
You focused your stare at him, but before you could do anything he pushed a button that sent searing pain into your mind.
"Blue." You heard him say and it wasn't hard for you to guess what he meant.
•
"Tony, have you seen Y/N?" Tony raised his mask and looked over at Steve.
"I haven't seen her in a few days but it's alright we don't have missions now." He was about to return to fixing his suit. "Plus, she is probably shaking up with that new boyfriend of hers."
"Tony…" Steve groaned at it.
"She's an adult Steve, get used to it. She can fondue whoever she likes." He snickered at the supersoldier who only looked at him in a not amused look.
"It's been a couple of days Tony, I'm getting worried. She would tell me if she was going away- she never went away like this before."
Tony sighed at Steve's stressed face.
"Hey F.R.I.D.A.Y, do you know where Y/N is?" he called to the AI.
"I'm afraid I don't know, the last she has been in the building was a few days ago, she was in the garage and she took one of your cars alongside some of your wine bottles, sir."
"She did what now? I told her several times to not touch my cars." Tony got up from where he was sitting. "Okay, can you call her?"
A moment has passed before they got a reply.
"She is not answering, and it seems like she took out the tracker from her phone since I can't track her."
"You see Tony I have every reason to be worried!" Steve grew angry at the new information, he paced the lab. "F.R.I.D.A.Y where is Mike? The guy that Y/N was with"
"He has not showed up to work in a few days, on the same day Y/N drove away."
Silence took over the room. Tony looked at his friend's crestfallen face.
"I might know where she went to."
"What, where?"
"She has an apartment up in Brooklyn, I saved it for her."
"Why didn't I know about it?" Steve walked up to the billionaire who held his hands up in defense.
"She didn't want to tell anyone, she wanted it to be only hers. I only know it because she needed to buy it, so I bought the entire building."
"We are going now. Get Nat in one of your cars and I will go on my motorcycle." It was a command more than a request.
It didn't take them long to get to the building, Steve did not care about any traffic lights and Tony couldn't blame him. Natasha insisted that she drives faster than Tony and to her credit they arrived at the place at the same time Steve did.
It was eerily quiet and Tony used the scan on the door to open it. They reached inside and Natasha already had the clutch of her gun open,
"Y/N!" Cap called at the small apartment but no answer came. Tony spotted the two glasses in the living room, one full on the table and the other half empty on the floor next to the big red stain it left on the carpet.
"Cap," Tony put his hand on his shoulder and Steve turned and saw Natasha raising the fallen glass to her face and smelling the content of it.
"This is not good, boys."
•
"Blue." The words were distant.
"Five." You were fighting to stay awake.
"Airplane." No. You screamed, trying to get out of your head.
"No, I will not turn into one of your soldiers! I won't!" your eyes flashed to a group of guards and with your anger it took no time for them to fall screaming on the ground, they could barely move when you felt the pain in your head again and you were shot back inside your mind.
"Blue."
You didn't know how much time you've been in this chair, reality and fiction blurred as you eased in and out of your mind.
"I won't turn into your soldier." You repeated again and again every time the doctor played with you and let you be awake. You knew at this point it'll take a lot from you to use your abilities.
"Even if your little Avenger friends get here, you won't be theirs either."
"What?" you hated showing weakness but your inhibitions were low.
"Either you will become my soldier, or you won't be here at all." He laughed right at you and then looked at the scientists beside you. "Put her under again, restart her."
"No, please no." They pushed you back against the chair; put the mouth guard between your teeth, and you felt yourself sink into the numbness of the pain.
You were shivering next time you woke up, you still heard those familiar words.
The machine they put you in was now rusted, at the moment you had clear mind you picked up the discarded needle on the side of where you lay. You were weak but you won't go down without a fight.
You lay there silently until the next agent came next you. Attacking them, you took the needle and stabbed them right in the throat, red blood started pouring but before you could pull out the agent's gun another agent came and their knife made a really deep cut. You looked up at chocolate brown eyes that now only held darkness when you fell to the floor and other agents lifted you up and restrained you.
"Look what you've done! What happened baby? You never put up such a fight from what I remember." Mike mocked you, you really thought he could be trusted. You were certainly wrong when he pressed on your fresh bloody wound. "At least, not in bed."
"Don't worry, she can fight all she wants, the wounds that we will leave on her pretty little brain will last and they'll last no matter what you'll try to do." You recognized the voice of their commander.
"So, did your parents name you after the parrot from Aladdin or the traitor from Othello?" you snickered at him "Then again I don't think you're smart enough to read such a high level literature, all due respect Commander Iago. And don't even get me started on the good doctor over there."
"Oh don't think you have the upper hand here, see we know something you don't. Did you ever bother checking where your powers came from? I'm sure the great Tony Stark tried, but while he failed we didn't. So we are already smarter than your avenger friends!"
You were taken aback by that, whatever created those powers within you always remained as a mystery in your head. But if they knew that, then they know a way inside of your brain and powers that you don't want to imagine.
"Well then, if you are so sure that I will never get out of here- why not share the knowledge with me?"
"We never said that you'll never get out of here, trust me," he stroked your jaw and his hand went down to your throat. Disgust blossomed in your stomach. "We have quite a plan for you if you'll get rescued, I'm sure your friends will appreciate the surprise."
Your heart hammered in your chest, mind racing with possibilities.
"Give her a dose then send her to her new special room." He stepped away and then a needle was inserted in you again, pumping blue strange liquid into you, your mind was hazy with its heaviness, and you barely remembered being put inside a sealed room. You saw a blue glow from outside of the transparent room, barely seeing the long stick and cords that ran from it. Then a blinding light flashed in the room and you felt yourself sinking, sinking inside your own mind.
The light was bright as it shone from your window. Curiousity got the better of you and you almost got blinded by the light outside until it stopped and you could see clearly again. There in through the light Loki stood in some quiet unusual clothing but that all changed with a glowing green glimmer of light and he was in regular clothes looking like the Loki you knew.
You stood there by the window with wide eyes but you couldn't seem to move as you were frozen in place trying to understand the lucid dream that occurred right before your eyes in your empty street.
A knock on the door caused you to shriek and you stumbled down to the ground, looking at the door.
"Y/N dear, are you okay? I can hear you inside." Loki's voice called out to you when you have yet to open the door.
Gathering up the courage you walked to the door and slowly opened it, willing yourself to look normal.
"Hello Loki, hello." You mentally cringed at your awkwardness.
"Are you okay? I heard something falling." He walked into your apartment casually while you were trying to gather up your thoughts.
"Yes, I'm- I'm okay. How are you?" you closed the door and locked it, facing away from him.
"I'm alright, thank you for asking." Loki looked at your form still standing by the door. "Why are you acting strange?"
"I am always strange, you should know that," you turned to him and briefly met his eyes before you made a move to go to the kitchen. "Do you want water? I'll bring us some water."
Loki caught your wrist and turned you to him.
"Are you mad at me for something? Come on, out with it. You know I always find out what you're hiding." He laughed that beautiful laugh of his and looked at you again when you were quiet. "Come on, you can tell me anything, you know that."
He let go of your hand when you still didn't answer and looked at the ground. Deciding to let it go he walked towards your kitchen.
"I'll get you a cup of water then-"
"Why are you glowing?" you winced when your voice was too loud for your liking.
"What?" you turned to him.
"You can glow, like a lamp or something. You glow-" you didn't know how to explain what you saw. "I saw you glow outside!"
"Oh." You almost felt bad at your accusation when you saw his face fall. "Well I guess there's no point in hiding it anymore- I am not who or what you think I am. I'm sorry I lied to you, do you want me to leave?"
"No! I don't want you to leave Loki, of course I don't want you to leave." He looked at you strangely and you looked at him back, a silent chuckle leaving your lips at his absurd question. "No don't leave, can you just tell me what's going on? Please."
Loki studied you then as he saw all the nerves leave you, or at the very least the fear that he dreaded seeing in your eyes.
"Very well," you've never seen Loki this nervous before. "You might want to sit down for this."
You sat down on one side on the couch and pouted when Loki chose to sit on the far side of the couch, away from you.
The talk was long to say the least, and you couldn't tell who it was harder to.
"I can make you forget all about this if that'll make it easier for you." Loki told you after you took in the information he gave you. A god was sitting on your couch. Your best friend was a god. But he was still your best friend.
"No! I don't want that!" You shook your head at him. "Can you maybe show me?"
"Show you what?"
"Your magic, I want to see it."
"You want to see my magic?" Loki was taking aback by the request, he expected for you to be scared of him or hate him. He knew you were special to him, but he didn't think you will find interest in his magic over everything else.
"Yes!" The smile on his face sent shivers down your spine, you recognized that smile.
The next second Loki disappeared from his place on the couch and you stared at the place in shock. Cautiously you scooched forward until you were sitting right next to his former place on the sofa. You reached a hand forward, searching for him in the air but when your hand went through nothing you looked at it and tilted your head.
That's when you felt the breath in your ear. "I'm not there, love." His voice was right beside you and you turned too fast and fell off of the couch.
You saw Loki there sitting right behind where you were a second ago. Gaping at him, you huffed when he laughed at you.
"You can't just scare me like that!"
"You wanted to see my magic and I showed it to you. It's your fault that you couldn't handle it well." Getting up you took a pillow in your hand. "I am the god of mischief as I just told you. So come on what did you expect?"
"I don't care if you're the god of my ass, you are a little shit." You hit him with the pillow over and over again. "Don't you ever scare me like that again!"
"Okay okay I yield!" his laughter calmed down as yours started and he knew he was done for. Out of all of the scenarios he played in his head about this moment, he never would have expected this. "What are you laughing at?"
"I just punched a god with a pillow."
•
"Why haven't you killed her yet?"
"Well, it takes time to extract what we want from her. Don't you want to see her before it?" the commander stuttered a bit when he saw who stood in front of him, coming unannounced. The moment they heard the loud familiar noise from outside, they started to hide everything they were working on so that they won't be interrupted and killed.
The two of them walked towards where you still lay in the almost empty room. At the commander's order you were taken out of it and strapped to the chair again.
You slowly opened your eyes a small gasp leaving your throat at the cold shivers that you felt as you got back into reality. You couldn't tell how long it was.
You felt yourself being watched, warning alarms ran through your head and suddenly the shivers weren't from the cold. You forced your eyes to focus back and when you did you finally saw them clearly.
"So there she is, finally with us sweetheart?" Commander Iago's voice ringed in your ears.
"Is this the little girl that is causing so much trouble? She looks so delicate, so breakable."
The second was a voice you did not recognize, it was almost melodic.
"I'm afraid her powers are the danger here, nothing more. We are taking the powers away from her like we agreed."
The new information registered in your brain, you didn't call him out on his lie- not yet at least, not when you actually have an advantage.
"You told me," you could see his eyes widen. "That you know about my powers, so at least be decent and tell me about them before you drain them out of me."
"Go ahead, tell her." The Hydra commander swallowed loudly before he let out a laugh.
"Well, did it ever occur to you that maybe your encounter with a deity left some marks on you?"
"What are you saying?"
"Dear Loki must have put some ancient spell on you not knowing it would cause what it did."
Oh. Then you cast your eyes down and let it register in your brain. All the incidents, the weapons…
"And how would you know about Loki? Who are you?" you looked into those dark grey eyes.
"I guess you're not used to this kind of grace to recognize royalty. I'm Princess Iyllir, wife of your dear little Loki."
"Oh you're no princess." You won't let her see what you were feeling, the effects of her words.
"I will be soon, he was so eager to marry me. I must say I understand why you liked him," she leaned down to you a bit. "He certainly comes with perks with that silver tongue of his."
You knew he was never yours, but hearing her say that only put salt on your open wound.
"He is probably waiting in bed for me, so I should go. But I hope you'll have fun here, it's not like you will be staying with us for long." She then looked back at the agent. "Good job with her, I want you to finish this as soon as possible.
"Yes of course." You saw him pull the remote in his hand and your heart started to race when they put a mouth guard, tears gathered in your eyes as he pressed it and the pain began again.
•
"How did you not know that Mike is Hydra?" Steve yelled at Tony.
"We must have missed him somehow but we don't have time to blame me for that! The question we need to ask is how do we not know of other Hydra bases?" Bruce took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes.
"Wasn't he working in analysis?"
"F.R.I.D.A.Y, scan everything Mike worked on ever since he and Y/N got together."
"It's his fault."
"Yeah we know- he kidnapped her."
"It's Loki's fault. Everything went wrong after he got here." Steve kicked over a chair and paced the room.
"Steve let's not focus on the blame right now, we need to focus on finding Y/N." Bucky put a hand on his friend's shoulder until he looked up at him and he shot him a reassuring smile. "We all care about her, it's not just you."
"I know Buck, sorry."
"Why would Hydra target her?" Natasha thought out loud.
"It must connect to everything that is going on with their Asgardian technology." Clint sat down next to Tony.
"What about the Asgardian things they stole?" Thor walked into the room and everyone stared at him.
•
One month ago in Asgard…
"The view from here is beautiful, isn't it?" Grey eyes looked up at him. Iyllir and Loki sat on a bench in the balcony of his room, the skies were clear and the sun shone bright.
He spent the day with the girl. They read books together and she was good conversation, he knew that.
"It is." He looked over all that was below them, the gardens and workers and surrounding all of that were the palace walls.
"It's been lovely spending more time with you, I'm sure the wedding will go splendidly!" she gushed to him and sat ever so closer to him. "It's so soon too."
It really was soon, Loki knew that. You were still there though, all around in his mind. In a crowd he sometimes thinks he sees your face, but he didn't.
He knew he was just chasing shadows, trying to keep himself away from Iyllir but it was of no use, the wedding is soon and he needs to forget about you. He looked over to her.
"I look forward to our new start together." She smiled back at him.
He tried to think clearly, he had to get over you somehow.
The girl in front of him was as beautiful as any Asgardian princess would be- from her soft eyes to her plump lips, and to the rest of her figure. She was smart and perfectly polite like any lady should be.
In the last four months he got to know her better, he couldn't deny her kindness and if only he could forget you he knows he might be satisfied with her.
He had to forget you.
He gently grabbed her chin, moving it slightly upwards to him. He had been dragging this for months, denying it all but the wedding is already planned and he wanted this, he couldn't live in the shadows anymore.
Loki saw the look of surprise on the redhead's face but it soon turned lustful when she leaned up as he leaned down to her. He captured her lips in his and gave it his all; there was no turning back now. She tasted sweet; he brought her even closer to him, deepening the kiss, starting to feel her lust take over him as well.
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Une fois de trop (2/2)
Ao3
Bien longtemps avant que les terres de Bretagne ne soient unifiées, et que maintes lois visant à protéger peuple et animaux ne soient éditées par le fils Pendragon, le roi d’Orcanie d’alors avait interdit l’élevage de chiens de chasse. Les retombées économiques de cette activité ne faisaient pas le poids face à la chute démographique causée par les trop nombreux accidents impliquant ces fidèles amis de l’Homme, et d’innocents paysans. Durant le règne de Lancelot, et avec l’idée que des chiens pouvant pister un homme sur plusieurs kilomètres seraient utiles à la traque d’Arthur, cette coutume avait refait surface, tirée des souvenirs d’enfance de grand-parents assaillis de questions et sommés par la garde blanche de retrouver, au tréfonds de leurs mémoires, les brides d’information qu’il leur resté de ces anciennes techniques.
Malgré de nombreux échecs, et plusieurs tragiques incidents, les soldats blancs étaient parvenus à dresser une dizaine de Terriers achetés aux rares marchands autorisés à continuer leurs activités avec le continent. De peur qu’ils ne s’attaquent entre eux, ou que quelques membres de la Résistance n’en entende parler et tente de les subtiliser, de grandes cages avaient été commandées pour les garder en sureté lorsque leurs talents n'étaient pas requis. Ces cages avaient été demandées à un forgeron de Vannes réputé pour la qualité de son travail, qui s’était vu offrir sa vie en échange de ses services.
— Parfait, dit Mevanwi, reconnaissant la cage que Galessin avait trouvé comme l’une d’entre elles.
— Y aurait plutôt intérêt à ce que ça convienne, dit le chevalier. Étonnement, on a pas un grand choix de cages sur le campement.
Lancelot testa la solidité des barreaux, et inspecta l’intérieur à la recherche de quelques clou ou vis laissé à l’abandon.
— Ça pourra faire l’affaire, conclut-il. Mais seulement pour un temps.
— Tant mieux, dit Galessin. Par contre, je voudrais pas casser l’ambiance, mais il va peut-être falloir commencer à amorcer le mouvement, si on veut pas se retrouver une lieue derrière la troupe.
Lancelot acquiesça et se tourna en direction de Guenièvre, mais se figea quand ses yeux se posèrent enfin sur elle, et sur l’ombre pourpre de sang séché sur son cou. Derrière lui, Mevanwi glissa une main dans les plis de sa robe, prête à se défendre si nécessaire.
— Que s'est-il passé ? demanda Lancelot d’une voix froide et détachée.
— Un simple accident, dit Mevanwi nonchalamment. Elle est tombée en tentant de se relever malgré ses liens. Vous devriez lui apprendre l’équilibre, si vous comptez la garder.
Lancelot resta immobile quelques instants de plus. Ses poings se serrèrent et se desserrèrent plusieurs fois avant qu’il ne reprenne sa marche en direction de Guenièvre, dont les yeux ne quittaient pas la cage.
— Mon amie, dit Lancelot d’une voix douce en posant genou à terre à ses côtés.
Il prit le visage de la reine entre ses mains, sans remarquer le frisson qui la parcourut à son contact, et écarta avec tendresse les quelques mèches qui barraient son visage.
— Ne vous inquiétez pas, ce n’est que pour quelques heures, tout au plus. Nous trouverons bientôt une meilleure cachette, digne de vous.
— Dites, on a pas toute la journée, vous savez, lui cria Galessin.
Lancelot ferme les yeux, et prit une profonde respiration. Il saisit Guenièvre par les coudes, et s’apprêtait à la soulever lorsqu’elle commença à se débattre de telle façon qu’il lâcha prise, la laissant retomber au sol sans qu’elle ne puisse arrêter sa chute.
— Ma reine ! s’exclama-t-il, l’aidant à se rasseoir et inspectant son visage à la recherche d’une égratignure. Vous n’êtes pas blessée ?
Guenièvre tenta de reculer, mais les liens autour de ses chevilles étaient trop serrés, et le monde autour d’elle disparaissait petit à petit, ne laissant que la cage, et les quelques mètres qui les séparaient. Elle entendait les mots de Lancelot, mais ils glissaient sur elle comme la plume d’une colombe glisse sur la brise pour aller se poser à la surface d’un lac paisible. À la seule différence que les mots de Lancelot étaient bien moins doux et légers qu’une plume, et qu’elle ressentait plus la panique et le désespoir d’une mer déchaînée que le calme d’un lac.
Les mains de Lancelot se posèrent sur elle à nouveau, mais il la tenait plus fermement cette fois. Il la souleva, et la mena, malgré les coups que Guenièvre lui assénait de ses poignets liés, jusqu’à la charrette d’où Galessin et Mevanwi assistaient au spectacle. Ses mouvements se firent plus désespérés à mesure que la cage approchait. Des larmes coulaient sur son visage sans qu’elle ne puisse plus les retenir, et ses supplications se voyaient transformés en cris et en gémissements par le bâillon.
Galessin tourna la clé dans la serrure de la grille, qui s’ouvrit avec un grincement sinistre. Le chant des oiseaux autour d’eux s’était tu, et le vent était retombé, donnant l’impression que la clairière s’était placée hors du temps, et qu’il ne suffirait que de franchir la lisière des arbres pour retourner dans les couleurs et les tourments du monde réel.
Les yeux rougis de Guenièvre passaient frénétiquement de la cage à Lancelot, puis à la forêt autour d’eux. Sa poitrine se soulevait par spasmes, et elle se recroquevilla, semblant vouloir disparaître de ce monde. Elle tourna la tête quand Lancelot fit le dernier pas qui les séparait de sa future prison, et enfouit son visage dans le cou de celui qu’elle avait, il y a bien longtemps, cru aimer.
Les bras de Lancelot se resserrèrent autour d’elle quand il sentit la pointe froide d’une épée contre sa nuque.
Arthur appuya légèrement, forçant Lancelot à incliner la tête. Les quelques soldats restés pour surveiller le campement étaient allongés à l’ombre des arbres, certains plus abîmés que d’autres, tous inconscients et incapables d’aider. Léodagan se tenait derrière Galessin, un poignard sur le cou du chevalier, laissant Mevanwi bloquée entre la charrette et les quatre hommes.
— Un mouvement, et je vous tranche le gosier, dit Léodagan quand Galessin fit mine de vouloir dégainer son épée. Croyez-moi, c’est pas l’envie qui me manque.
Lancelot regardait droit devant lui. Le silence n’était brisé que par le souffle des flammes bleus de l’épée du roi, et les sanglots de la reine qui ne tarissaient pas.
— Lâchez-la, commanda Arthur d’une voix qui n'accepterait aucun refus.
Lancelot se baissa doucement, sans mouvement brusque, et déposa Guenièvre sur l’herbe. Sitôt qu’elle eut quitté ses bras, elle enfouit sa tête dans ses genoux, et resta au sol, au milieu du cercle formé par ses ravisseurs et ses sauveteurs. Aucun bruit ne venait plus d’elle, si ce n’est sa respiration rapide et hachée, comme si l’air autour d’elle manquait, comme si les murs de sa prison s’étaient déjà refermés.
— Et que comptez-vous faire ? demanda Lancelot en se redressant, sans montrer le moindre signe d’inquiétude ou de surprise. Nous savons tous les deux que vous ne me tuerez pas.
— Lui, peut-être pas, dit Léodagan, un sourire féroce sur les lèvres. Mais moi, si.
— Rouvrez la cage, dépêchez-vous, dit Arthur à Mevanwi, qui s’exécuta après avoir incliné la tête en signe de soumission. Léodagan ?
Galessin, qui n’avait osé prononcer le moindre mot, fut poussé jusqu'à la charrette par le roi de Carmélide. Il grimpa maladroitement dans la cage, trop petite pour qu’il puisse s’y tenir complètement debout.
— À votre tour, dit Léodagan en se tournant vers Mevanwi.
— Vous ne comptez tout de même pas m’enfermer là-dedans ! s’exclama-t-elle en se tournant vers Arthur.
— Pourquoi pas ? répondit-il sans la regarder. Vous comptiez bien y enfermer ma femme, non ?
L’expression outrée de Mevanwi se mua en un visage froid et hautain si rapidement qu’on eût cru qu’un masque en avait remplacé un autre. Un doux sourire commençait à se dessiner aux commissures de ses lèvres et, quand Léodagan fit un pas vers elle, elle leva une main d’où jaillirent de fins éclairs argentés qui le touchèrent en plein thorax, l’envoyant s’écraser quelques mètres plus loin. Arthur, prit par surprise, se détourna de Lancelot qui en profita pour se saisir de son épée et s’éloigner de son ennemi, lui faisant désormais face aux côtés de Mevanwi. Derrière eux, Galessin évaluait la situation. Alors que Arthur se plaçait devant Guenièvre, il s’assit au fond de la cage, et posa son épée sur ses genoux, attentif.
— Vous avez une chance de décarer d’ici, dit Arthur. Je vous conseille d’en profiter, si vous tenez à vos vies. L’occasion se présentera pas une deuxième fois.
— Vous ? Nous tuer ? rigola Lancelot. J’ai hâte de voir cela.
De nouveaux éclairs jaillirent de la main levée de Mevanwi, et vinrent frapper Arthur. Il parvint à rester debout, mais la brûlure qui avait commencé à se faire ressentir dans sa poitrine s’étendit à ses épaules, puis à ses jambes. Ses genoux cédèrent, et il se retrouva à terre, haletant, luttant pour ne pas s’écrouler. Lancelot s’approcha, et s’agenouilla devant lui.
— Ainsi finit Arthur Pendragon, dit-il en agrippant les cheveux du roi pour basculer sa tête en arrière. L’élu des dieux, entouré d’une bande d’incapables, échouant à trouver le Graal, à gouverner son Royaume et à honorer sa femme.
— Dépêchez-vous, mon cher, le rabroua Mevanwi. Il est peut-être seul pour l’instant, mais ça ne saurait durer, et vos querelles pathétiques me fatiguent. Achevez-le, et finissons-en.
D’un coup sec, Lancelot envoya Arthur s’étaler au sol, face contre terre. Il le retourna, et plaça son épée au-dessus de lui, la situation reflétant leur dernière rencontre, alors que Kaamelott s’effondrait, et que leurs places étaient échangées. Mevanwi vint se placer à ses côtés, au-dessus d’Arthur. Il leva son épée, et regarda une dernière fois son ancien souverain. Un voile semblait recouvrir les yeux de ce dernier, et il resta au sol, immobile. Lancelot resserra sa poigne sur le pommeau de son épée et —
Trois chevaux lancés au galop surgirent, deux d’entre eux se dirigeants vers la charrette tandis que le troisième continua sa route en direction de Léodagan. Lancelot et Mevanwi eurent à peine le temps de réagir que les cavaliers étaient déjà sur eux, le premier assénant à Mevanwi un large coup avec la pelle qu’il tenait dans ses main, et qui la toucha en plein visage, et le second fonçant droit sur Lancelot qui ne l’évita qu’en sautant hors de son chemin au dernier moment. Les cavaliers se postèrent de part et d’autres du roi et de la reine, tenant leurs pelles comme d’autres tiendraient leur lances et leurs étendards.
Mevanwi, qui s’était effondrée sous l’impact, parvint à se traîner sur quelques mètres. Des éclairs qui avaient jaillis de ses mains, il ne restait plus que quelques étincelles. Galessin, à qui personne ne prêtait plus attention, sortit discrètement de la cage et s’en alla entre les arbres.
— Depuis quand il fait de la magie, le laideron ? demanda Perceval alors que Mevanwi se relevait avec difficulté.
Karadoc réfléchit un instant, et secoua la tête.
— Je saurais pas vous dire, répondit-il en fronçant les sourcils. J’ai pas souvenir qu’elle ait jamais su en faire. Ah, Lancelot ! dit-il alors que ce dernier s’avançait vers eux d’un pas décidé, épée en main. Si j’étais vous, je choisirais prudemment avant de venir nous attaquer.
— À moins que vous vouliez vous en prendre une deuxième, dit Perceval en agitant sa pelle.
— Deux crétins comme vous, dit Lancelot en continuant à avancer, l’affaire sera vite réglée.
— Oui, mais si vous regardez à votre droite, vous verrez que les deux crétins sont pas tout seuls.
Ce fut le son de dizaines de chevaux venant à l’assaut qui incita Lancelot à tourner la tête, plus que les menaces de Karadoc. À l’autre bout du camp, il pouvait maintenant voir des chevaliers et des soldats de Kaamelott envahir la clairière, certains mettant pied à terre pour inspecter les quelques caisses de bois qui n’étaient pas encore parties, d’autres se dirigeant vers lui et Mevanwi. Il jeta un dernier regards à Arthur et Guenièvre, avant de reculer puis de partir en courant.
— C’est ça, et oubliez pas l’autre morue pendant que vous y êtes !
Mevanwi, que Lancelot avait laissée derrière lui, se retourna sans jeter un regard à son ancien mari, et s’éclipsa à son tour dans la forêt. Sitôt qu’elle eut disparu, Perceval mit pied à terre.
— Sire ? appela-t-il en secouant gentiment Arthur.
Celui-ci cligna des yeux, et saisit sa tête entre ses mains. Perceval le prit par les épaules et l’aida à s’asseoir.
— Perceval ? dit Arthur en voyant le visage inquiet du chevalier. Qu’est-ce que vous foutez ici ? Vous étiez pas censé garder les chevaux ?
— Si, mais y avait du grabuge avec les soldats de Lancelot, et Calogrenant nous a dit de venir vous aider.
— Qu’est-ce que vous foutez avec une pelle ? ajouta Arthur en voyant l’arme de Perceval.
— Ça ? C’est une nouvelle technique de combat, dit Perceval fièrement. On s’est dit, qu’est ce qu’une épée peut faire qu’une pelle fait pas ? À part trouer les gens ? Pas grand chose. Alors qu’avec une pelle, on peut faire plein de choses qu’une épée fait pas, comme assommer les gens par exemple.
Arthur se frotta les yeux, chassant les dernières traces du brouillard dans lequel il avait été. Les propos de Perceval finirent de le ramener à la réalité, et il chercha Guenièvre des yeux alors que le chevalier continuait ses explications. Elle se trouvait à l’endroit où Lancelot l’avait laissée, le visage toujours enfoui dans sa robe, les bras toujours serrés autour de ses genoux. Karadoc se tenait à ses côtés, mais il semblait ne savoir ni quoi dire, ni quoi faire. Arthur s’élança vers elle, poussant malencontreusement Perceval au passage.
Il commença par la débarrasser de son bâillon avant de s’asseoir en face d’elle et de poser ses mains sur les épaules de sa femme. Il entendit sa respiration s’arrêter, puis repartir en saccade et sentit ses bras se resserrer autour de ses genoux.
— Eh, murmura-t-il, il est parti. Il vous emmènera pas. Vous êtes en sécurité maintenant.
Ses mots n’eurent pas l’effet escompté, et la respiration de Guenièvre se faisait de plus en plus rapide. Arthur fit signe à Perceval et Karadoc de s’éloigner, et de dire aux soldats de garder leur distance. Les deux chevaliers échangèrent un regard surpris et inquiet, mais obéirent. Il se tourna à nouveau vers Guenièvre, et entreprit de défaire les liens qui retenaient toujours ses poignets. Sa peau était rouge par endroits, là où la corde avait trop frotté, et Arthur prit soin de ne pas effleurer ses blessures quand il saisit les poignets de Guenièvre pour écarter ses bras.
Elle se laissa faire, et leva la tête pour le regarder. Il se décala légèrement, s’assurant de bloquer la vue de la cage qui se trouvait toujours derrière lui. Son visage était pâle, bien plus que d’ordinaire, et ses yeux effrayés rencontrèrent ceux d’Arthur pour ne plus s’en détacher.
— Respirez, dit-il d’une voix qu’il espérait calme et apaisante. Comme moi, allez-y.
Il inspira profondément, et laissa Guenièvre se calquer sur son rythme. Sa respiration ralentit peu à peu. Soudainement, elle agrippa les bras d’Arthur avec une force qu’il ne soupçonnait pas, et son corps tendu commença à se relâcher, semblant s’affaisser sur lui-même. Arthur la prit dans ses bras avant qu’elle ne s’effondre.
— Respirez, répétât-il, le visage de sa femme enfouie dans son épaule. Vous êtes en sécurité. Je le laisserai pas vous enfermer à nouveau.
Des larmes coulaient sur sa tunique, et il la sentait trembler entre ses bras. Il détacha sa cape d’une main pour l’envelopper dedans, espérant que cela suffirait à la réchauffer avant qu’ils ne rentrent au château. Le noir était une couleur qu’elle ne portait que rarement, contrairement à lui. Il la garda dans ses bras, la berçant jusqu’à ce que sa respiration se fasse plus régulière.
— La tour, chuchota-t-elle, son souffle chaud chatouillant la nuque d’Arthur. Je pouvais penser qu’à la tour. À ce que je ferais, s’il m’enfermait à nouveau.
— Ça n’arrivera pas, Arthur répéta, caressant d’une main ses cheveux, et la serrant contre lui de l’autre. Je vous le promets.
Il voyait ses hommes s’affairer à l’autre bout du camps, sous les ordres contradictoires de Perceval et Karadoc, leur laissant la liberté et le temps de choisir quand partir.
Alors que Perceval et Karadoc étaient partis s’occuper de Lancelot et Mevanwi, Bohort s’était dirigé au secours de Léodagan. Ce n’est qu’après de longues minutes à tenter de réveiller le roi de Carmélide, minutes pendant lesquelles Bohort imaginait avec angoisse devoir dire à Dame Sélit qu’il n’avait pu sauver son mari, que celui-ci reprit conscience. Il ouvrit les yeux brutalement et, voyant Bohort penché au-dessus de lui, le poussa d’une main et se releva pour regarder d’un air ébahi la clairière maintenant au mains l’armée du roi.
— Qu’est-ce qu’il s’est passé ? demanda-t-il, se frottant le thorax d’une main. Vous étiez pas censé être avec Calogrenant vous ?
— C’est une longue histoire, répondit Bohort. Mais la reine est saine et sauve, bien heureusement. Hélas, j’ai bien peur que le chevalier Lancelot et Dame Mevanwi ne soient parvenus à s’échapper.
Il se leva et tendit une main à Léodagan, qui l’accepta avec un grognement. Il tapota l’épaule de Bohort en remerciement avant de se diriger vers sa fille et son gendre, si bien emmitouflés qu’on aurait pu croire à une tâche d’encre noir au milieu d’une peinture verdoyante. Il vit Arthur murmurer quelques mots à l’oreille de Guenièvre, puis l’aider à se relever. Il ramassa Excalibur, l’épée était resté là où il avait chu, puis glissa un bras autour de la taille de Guenièvre qui frémissait de froid malgré la cape qu’elle serrait toujours autour d’elle. Elle n’avait pas l’air blessée, si ce n’est ses yeux rouges et les traces de larmes sur ses joues.
— Ça devient une habitude chez vous, de se faire enlever, dit Léodagan en s’arrêtant en face d’eux.
Arthur fronça les sourcils et s’apprêtait à rabrouer son beau-père, quand Guenièvre le prit de court.
— Si vous croyez que ça me fait plaisir ! dit-t-elle, esquissant un sourire bien que sa voix ne soit encore faible.
— Remarquez, à la longue, on va prendre l’habitude de venir vous sauver, dit Léodagan. On va pouvoir organiser des courses de vitesse.
— C’est ça, dit Arthur en levant les yeux aux ciels. Et pour la récompense d’avoir sauvé la reine, vous prévoyez quoi ? Un séjour gratuit en Carmélide ?
— Vous seriez pas en train d’insinuer que je suis pas une récompense suffisante ? dit Guenièvre d’un ton taquin en se tournant vers lui.
Arthur prit un air penaud.
— Moi ! Mais pas du tout ! Seulement, et si c’est pas moi qui parvient à vous sauvez le premier ? Ah ! On fait quoi dans ce cas ?
— Ça, c’est à vous de vous débrouiller, dit Guenièvre en haussant les épaules. Moi, je me concentre déjà sur le fait d’être prisonnière. Chacun ses problèmes !
Léodagan secoua la tête d’un air exaspéré et posa une main sur l’épaule de sa fille avant de se retourner vers Bohort, qui l’avait suivi.
— Dites, Bohor, ça vous ennuierait d’accompagner ma fille à son cheval ? Et de lui trouver une fourrure ou quelque chose, qu’elle meure pas de froid d’ici à ce qu’on rentre.
— Non, bien sûr, répondit ce dernier, se plaçant à la droite de la reine et lui offrant son bras.
Guenièvre se tourna vers Arthur, qui regarda Léodagan d’un air étonné avant de se tourner vers elle à son tour. Ils échangèrent un regard avant qu’il ne hoche le tête et, après l’avoir serré une dernière fois dans ses bras, se détache d’elle. Elle pris le bras de Bohort, et ils se dirigèrent vers les deux chevaux qui avait été amenés pour le roi et la reine.
— Bohort, appela Arthur avant qu’ils n’aient fait plus de trois pas. S’il se passe quoi que ce soit entre ici, et les chevaux, je vous botte le cul jusqu’en Sibérie, c’est compris ?
Bohort, dont on aurait pu attendre une mine apeurée, prit au contraire un air fort sérieux, et acquiesça.
— C’est compris, Sire, dit-il.
— Je suis assez grande pour marcher toute seule, vous savez, fit remarquer Guenièvre, vexée.
Arthur croisa les bras.
— Disons que c’est juste pour me rassurer, pour aujourd’hui.
— Et puis, on va me dire que ça me rassurerait aussi, ajouta Léodagan. Des fois que vous trébuchiez sur un caillou ou autre.
Guenièvre roula des yeux mais n’insista pas, et laissa Bohort la mener jusqu’à sa monture. Arthur et Léodagan, côte à côte, les regardèrent s’éloigner.
— Ils se sont échappés, dit Léodagan lorsqu’il fut certain de ne pas pouvoir être entendus.
— Pour l’instant, dit Arthur.
— Parce que vous vous êtes enfin décidé à lui régler son compte ? Ou est-ce que je dois faire venir l’armée de Carmélide pour en finir une bonne fois pour toute ?
Arthur soupira.
— Dès qu’on rentre à Kaamelott, vous ferez passer une annonce dans tous les villages du Royaume de Logres. Je veux qu’elle atteigne tous les chasseurs de prime de Bretagne et du continent. Deux milles pièces d’or pour quiconque peut nous donner des renseignements sur le seigneur Lancelot et dame Mevanwi.
— Et pour Loth, vous comptez faire quelque chose ?
— Je me disais justement que ma dernière visite en Orcanie commençait à dater. Je suppose que vous ferez partie du voyage ? répondit Arthur.
Bohort avait aidé Guenièvre à monter, et elle se tenait maintenant droite son cheval, le vent agitant ses cheveux et faisant virevolter la cape noire derrière elle, le soleil levant illuminant la scène d’une douce lumière.
— Vous savez, dit Arthur avant de partir rejoindre sa femme, je suis pas sûr que faire venir l’armée de Carmélide soit la meilleure façon d’en finir avec Lancelot.
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