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buckybarnesb-tch · 10 months
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Songs that Remind Me of Bucky Barnes
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Immortals- Fall Out Boy
We Are Young- fun
Lost Boy- Ruth B.
Old Fashioned- P!@tD
Losing Your Memory- Ryan Star
Oh Death- Noah Gunderson
Dancings Not a Crime- P!@tD
Seven Devils- Florence & the Machine
One of the Drunks- P!@tD
Yellow- Coldplay
Whatever it Takes- Imagine Dragons
American Idiot- Green Day
Before You Go- Lewis Capaldi
I’m Not Okay- My Chemical Romance
Tag, You’re It- Melanie Martinez
Thunder- Imagine Dragons
Somebody that I Used to Know- Gotye
Wake Me Up When September Ends- Green Day
Uma Thurman- Fall Out Boy
Car Radio- 21 pilots
Na Na Na- My Chemical Romance
Another One Bites the Dust- Queen
Gasoline- Halsey
I Lived- OneRepublic
Safe and Sound- Taylor Swift
Castle- Halsey
Flares- The Script
Bucky Barnes Masterlist
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hellfirebabe · 9 months
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i was a fool for thinking i could make a bucky x reader core playlist without it being 99% halsey, pvris, and lana del rey
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can I get brandy with Bucky? thank you and congrats on 3k!!! 💖
my love - thank you!! of course.
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here are some songs I associate with our gorgeous bucky barnes.
- all I need by radiohead
- closer by kings of leon
- hearing damage by thom yorke
- NFWMB by hozier
- a forest by the cure
- wicked game by chris isaak
- the blackest day by lana del rey
- hope we can again by nine inch nails
- bite the hand by boygenius
these are just a few!! I could probably make this at least 100 songs long. please let me know if you give any of these a listen and tell me what you think <3
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3k masterlist here.
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'Bucky Barnes' Most Played' Playlist
check out my Bucky playlist which is compiled of songs i think Bucky would listen to whilst working out :)
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ashbrat488 · 9 months
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Right Where You Left Me - Playlist
This is a work in progress playlist And in no particular order
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moonylovesblog · 2 years
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playlist: dancing in the dark with bucky barnes
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5g34j94YA20yEoMNptPeqM?si=57a8329a29f14b04 
I made this playlist and it has some of my favourite songs, so I thought that I could share it with some lovely people. 
Check it out and if you want you can let me know what you think!
<3
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th30ra3k3n · 4 months
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“it was the eyes.
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the secret of love was in the eyes.
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the way one person looked at another,
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the way eyes communicated and
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spoke when lips never moved.”
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(v.c. andrews)
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ramp-it-up · 2 years
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The Playlist: F*cking Bucky
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Summary: Bucky’s seduction powers are on 100. Can you continue to resist him, or will you give in?
Pairing: Dark CEO! Bucky Barnes x Journalist! Reader
Word count: more than 3K
Warnings: As always, 18+ ONLY, SMUT. Minors DNI. Steve, Sam and Natasha, pining playlists, jealousy, flirting, voyeurism, eavesdropping, cybersex, dirty talk, unknown? masturbation for an audience, running for pleasure, degradation kink, definite Dom/sub elements, orgasm denial, edging, narrated masturbation, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it up), pulling out, after care, pining, manipulation, mention of loss, surveillance, Dark Bucky.
A/N: I meant to put this out on the weekend, but instead I went outside, lol. This is part of the Playlist Series. Read the previous part, Chill, Buck. @ysmmsy and @blackwidownat2814 are my exquisite muses who created the playlists, with more to come. 😉 Thanks you both! 🥰 please leave feedback, like and reblog. It helps to inspire me. 😊
The playlist is real and is linked here!
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“Hell no, Max.”
Your agent, Maxine Shaw, just offered you a ridiculous amount of money for a writing gig. It was right up your alley as you had background knowledge on the subject.
The only problem was that it involved working very closely with James Buchanan Barnes.
“First of all, one month? That's an impossible timeline. Second, Barnes is an asshole.”
That wasn’t exactly true, he was just annoying, but you felt hyperbole was appropriate for this situation.
Max leaned back in her chair, narrowing her eyes.
“You’re going to turn down this amount of money for a cake job? I’m told he already has a manuscript, you’d basically be an editor and gap filler.” 
Max stared at you, incredulous. 
“This isn’t ghostwriting, you would get a legitimate byline. A story about Barnes is sure to be a bestseller.”
Then she leaned forward and really scrutinized you.
“Romanoff said you might not be up to it. I laughed in her face. Was she right?”
You opened and then closed your mouth, face heating up. Telling you that you couldn’t accomplish something was a sure fire way to get you to do that something.
But surely Natasha didn’t know that.
You raised your chin.
“Send me the info.”
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Bucky walked into the room at 8:30 am, exactly the same time he did everyday, when he was confident that he would be the first to arrive. Sam and Steve usually didn’t arrive until 9. He liked his quiet time.
This morning, however, he was greeted with laughter in the room and Natasha waiting for him as the elevator opened.
“Morning, Boss.”
She handed Bucky some files and watched as he stared at the scene in front of him: you sandwiched between Sam and Steve on the couch.
“Well, hello, Buck! I see you finally made it in this morning.”
Steve stood up first, then Sam who grinned at Bucky, who only had eyes for you.
Bucky raised his eyebrow as he came toward you, then stopped short of being able to reach out and touch.
He took you in as he approached. You were wearing a wrap dress that showcased your figure nicely. Almost too nicely. You looked amazing. He knew his friends and he knew they had already checked you out. Possessiveness coursed through Bucky’s body as he looked down at you.
That little jaw clench and the glare in Bucky’s eye did things to you. You felt as if you were in trouble. 
And why did that make you wet? 
“To what do we owe the pleasure?” 
Bucky addressed you as you looked up at him, staring at him with those damn doe eyes. You looked a little scared. It made him want to pull you into the bathroom and…He cleared his throat.
“Ms. YLN wanted to begin her work with you by interviewing your two best friends who also happen to be the COO and the CFO of CapTech. We were just about to start breakfast.”
Bucky scanned the room to see the dining table set up with quite the spread.
“Begin her work?” 
Although he was responding to Nat’s statement, he was looking straight at you.
“I’m beginning my work on the memoir. Background information.”
Bucky looked confused for a moment, then he turned to Natasha. 
“Ah, the memoir. I didn't realize we’d decided on the writer for that.”
Natasha was nonplussed. She shrugged.
“Well, YN did such a fantastic job on the profile that I thought she deserved first shot at this.”
Bucky looked annoyed, but then looked back at you.
“Of course. I hope you didn’t feel pressured.”
You narrowed your eyes at him. He didn’t seem to want you to do this. Well, fuck him. You drew yourself up to your full height, which in heels was four inches shorter than him.
“The contracts are signed, Mr. Barnes. But if you want to break them…”
“I’m not sure we can afford that,” interjected Sam, ever the CFO. “That’s not a good financial plan.” 
Then he turned to you, smile blinding. You couldn’t help but smile back at him. 
“I guess you’re right, Mr. Wilson. Because I would hold you to the termination fee.”
Bucky scowled as your tone changed to playful. Steve was already at the table pulling out your chair.
“Okay. Sam has been monopolizing your time all morning, let’s talk about what it takes to operate this company day to day…”
You chuckled and shook your head as you sat down, Sam and Steve flanking you at the table. Bucky simmered as you held court with his buddies. He watched and listened to the conversation through narrowed eyes.
“…we got into quite a few scraps when we were kids in Brooklyn, isn’t that right , Buck?”
“That’s right.” 
Bucky sipped his coffee and then responded.  
“Did Steve tell you that he weighed 90 pounds when we graduated high school?”
“Low blow…” you heard Sam say as he coughed.
You glared at Bucky, then turned to appraise Steve.
“Well, looks like he filled out nicely.” 
You put your hand on Steve’s arm and he flexed for you. You didn’t have to pretend to be impressed at the muscles underneath his suit coat.
Bucky felt both like an asshole for the jab at Steve, and a tongue tied fool, because he couldn’t find anything civil to say when his buddies were blatantly flirting with you. And when you were flirting back.
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Another half hour of conversation with Sam and Steve gained you some information for the direction you wanted to steer the memoir.  The only problem was, you hadn’t read what Bucky had written. When Sam and Steve and Nat excused themselves for their 10 o’clock meeting, Bucky walked you to the door.
“I know that you don’t want me to take this job, but I have some good ideas if you let me read your manuscript….”
Bucky held up his hand.
“Wait. You know what now?”
You drew yourself up to your full height.
“Well, I…”  
You stopped for a moment and looked him in the eyes. 
“I know you said you wouldn’t ask me for anything ever again. And I know that Ms. Romanoff presented this to my agent, so I won’t charge you the termination fee..”
Bucky interrupted you again.
“I was referring to asking you anything… personal.” 
Bucky’s eyes told the story. He’d just accepted your curve. So why were you disappointed?
“You are a very talented writer. Of course I want you to do this.” 
Bucky looked down at the floor and your cute toes in your open toed heels. 
When he looked back up at you, the little boy was back.
“I just felt… 
Bucky paused and you felt as if you’d tripped and fallen into the pools of his eyes.
“Natasha didn’t let me know she had asked you so soon…”
“Oh…”
After you said it, you realized that you had been holding your breath. You took in air and watched his mouth quirk up on one side. 
“I see. You wanted to be in control of the situation.”
Bucky’s look changed; sky blue eyes turned grey.
“I do like being in control.”
All of a sudden, you couldn’t breathe again.
Maybe you liked him being in control too, the way your body was responding. Your mouth opened wider and your eyes dilated.
Bucky noticed your reaction but just took note, raised his eyebrow, and barreled ahead. You’d just given him the key to unlock the puzzle of you. His mind whirred with a plan.
“I have a home office in my brownstone. I work on my story there. Sam and Steve are… distracting.”
Sam who? Steve what? There was no other man on the earth right now.
Bucky was thinking there was no other woman but you. He cleared his throat.
“The only working copy of my manuscript is on my encrypted computer there, along with the only hard copies. We will work there.”
You hesitated before answering, and Bucky filled the void.
“I’ll send you the address and also the code to the door.”
Bucky leaned toward you and you thought he was going to kiss you, but he swerved and pressed the down button on the elevator.
This man.
“I’ll see you in the afternoon? I’ll take a late lunch and go home early. 3pm or 4pm?” 
Bucky looked at you intently as you struggled to think. He was so cute.
“3 pm it is,” He chuckled, replying only when you didn't answer.
You stepped backward into the elevator when you heard the door open.
“Yes, Sir.”
Bucky smirked as the doors closed. He turned to face Sam and Steve and the barrage that he knew was coming.
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That afternoon, you carefully read the code that Bucky texted you when you arrived at his Brownstone. It was not very far at all from your apartment. How convenient, you thought. You admired the nice dark brick facade and the surrounding neighborhood. Very nice.
You entered the code on the door and pushed the heavy oak door open.
Inside, Bucky’s place was immaculate. From the piano, to the large windows, to the high ceilings and natural wood, you could tell that only the finest materials had been used. You smelled fresh paint, but also a fresh clean linen scent. 
You looked around the place and did not see a trace of Bucky’s former life except for a picture of him and Sam and Steve when they were younger.
You heard what you thought was a groan from the other room. You stopped moving and listened for it again. When you heard it, you moved toward the sound, hoping that no one was hurt.
“You are killing me, Doll.”
It was Bucky’s voice, and you thought you heard a smile in it. You stopped in the hallway and listened further.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous. I wanna see all of you. You wanna do that for me? Show me allll of you?”
You listened and quickly surmised that Bucky was talking to someone who wasn’t in the room. And he was doing more than talking.
Your cheeks heated and you felt some kind of way, but then you thought, this was his house, he was a man, and he had needs. And you’d rejected him. You couldn’t be mad. Could you?
Besides, you were the one in the wrong by eavesdropping. You tried to quietly go back out to the entryway.
“Stop! Don’t move.”
You froze, thinking you’d been caught.
“I need to see that pussy weep for me. Can you show me how I make you feel Doll? I can tell that you want me from the look on that pretty little face. Show me what is mine. I’ll show you what is yours.
You couldn’t help but peek around the corner, and had to cover your mouth in shock. Bucky was stroking himself! 
You pressed yourself up against the wall and closed your eyes, mortified. But then what you saw registered in your brain.
Bucky Barnes was hung like a horse.
You clenched your thighs together and bit your lip. Surely, you were mistaken. You had to look again.
This time, you stayed long enough to verify what you saw. Bucky’s large hand was wrapped around a beautiful specimen of a cock. He had earbuds in and was staring at a laptop screen, showing whomever he was talking to what he was working with. 
That lucky bitch.
“You want this dick?”
You peered around the corner and saw Bucky holding his cock up and pointing it at the computer. You could help but stare, because even across the room, you could tell it was huge, uncut, tan and veiny, the shiny head appearing and reappearing as he slowly jacked it.
‘I want it bad,’ you thought, and licked your lips. Then you bit your bottom lip, surprised at yourself.
“Ahhhh, shitt! I love when you do that. Touch yourself for me, please Doll?”
You straightened up again, heart beating a mile a minute. Why did you have the urge to do what he was commanding? You closed your eyes and willed your hands to stay at your sides.
“Be a good girl. Don't be a bad one. You know what happens to bad girls when I get my hands on them.”
You stood still and closed your eyes, trying to decide if you wanted to be a good girl or a bad one. You decided to be a professional woman. You started to tiptoe back down the hall.
“You better not run. Come back here. Don’t run from this dick…”
You heard Bucky murmuring to his mystery person as you slinked away. You stopped in the vestibule, shook. You heard your heart pounding in your ears and decided to just leave and walk home.
You reached your apartment in no time.
You decided to text Bucky about your appointment. You still had work to do so you decided to put what you witnessed out of your mind.
He didn’t answer, probably because he was in the shower washing cum off of his…
You had to stop. 
You decided to go for a run to clear your head.
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Your pace was good. You checked your time as you rounded the curve for the second kilometer of your run. Someone swerved past you. You looked up at that voice.
“Hey, you!”
You looked back, stunned to see Bucky running, looking amazing in those shorts and a muscle shirt. Damn.
You averted your eyes from his crotch to look at him, but you kept going. He circled back to run beside you.
You were salty. He could run, but he didn’t have time to meet with you? 
“‘Lo. What are you up to?”
The question seemed straightforward enough. There wasn’t a hint of sarcasm to be found. Yet you still sideyed him.
“You good?”
Bucky sounded worried when you didn’t respond.
That voice. The connotation that phrase brought up. Yes, you were a good girl, Mr. Barnes, Sir.
You shook your head, but said, “Sure, just wondering what happened to our meeting this afternoon.”
Bucky stopped and you looked back again, but then he caught up with you.
“That wasn’t… today, was it?”
“Yeeeessss?”
Bucky looked confused. 
“I clearly remember setting our meeting up for 4 pm tomorrow afternoon…”
He looked so cute and earnest.
“No, we set it up for 3 pm today….”
At this point, you both stopped and were staring at each other. To be honest, you had been so flustered when setting up the appointment and then with the events of this afternoon, you really didn’t know what was up.
The tension between you was palpable as you stared into Bucky’s baby blues.
Bucky furrowed his brow and started to speak a couple of times. Then, you both burst out laughing.
“You know, I was kind of distracted this morning, so, I really don’t remember clearly.”
Bucky’s chest was heaving and his tongue snaked out to wet his lips. You were in his orbit, attracted to him in the worst way, but you started jogging again. That long distance chick must have Bucky wide open.
“She must be hot…”
Real subtle, y/n, you thought. 
“What? Who?” 
The surprise in Bucky’s voice was evident. You stopped again.
“I mean, must be something, or someone powerful to distract that mind of yours.”
You looked up into Bucky’s eyes, not caring if the jealousy was showing. He beamed down at you and you felt like the center of the world. But he had someone else. Right?
“Yeah, only someone powerful could distract me like that.” 
Bucky sucked his bottom lip and released it slowly while surveying your body in your tight running shorts and tank top. You felt like a bad girl. Then, Bucky resumed jogging.
“I mean, as CEO of a tech company, you probably meet women all over the world. Could be hard to navigate long distance relationships.”
You were not even trying to hide your nosiness. Bucky chuckled.
“It is hard. That’s why I don’t do long distance.”
Your surprise made you almost stumble.
“I haven’t had a real relationship since…”
Bucky glanced at you.
“Well, in a good while.”
“Hmmmmm. But you have needs. Right?”
Bucky stopped and stood toe to toe with you, so close.
“Yes, I have needs.”
He looked right through you.
“Don’t you?”
Then he took off running again.
It took you a minute to digest what he was saying, and when you got it, you slowed down. Bucky ran back to you and you both stopped again.
“So are we doing this?”
You looked up at him and stepped closer.
“I mean, you gotta run, I gotta run. Are we gonna do this? Can you keep up with me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Bucky’s smile dropped, and his eyes became stormy again.
“I’m pretty fast now.”
“I bet. Don’t make me have to chase you, little girl.”
Your toes curled in your shoes. Bucky Barnes could get it. It was a done deal. You were exhausted of running from him, but this time he turned and ran, and you ran after him.
It was quite the workout, and Bucky most certainly paced with you, but your time was getting markedly better on the route through Bridge Park. When you ended up at the door to your apartment building, you turned to face Bucky, panting. 
“Wanna invite me up?”
You wanted nothing more. But you couldn’t help your reflex.
“No.”
“Yeah. Right. I get it. Had to ask.”
“Even though you said you wouldn’t.”
He smirked down at you. He’d been growing his hair out a little and a lock was flopping forward. You almost reached up to brush it out of his eyes, but you knew that if you touched him, even his hair, it would be game over.
Bucky’s hands were at his sides, clenched in fists to keep from touching you. He wanted to lean down to kiss you, but he wanted you to make the first move.
“Why do you want to come up?”
“For a drink…” Bucky licked his lips. “… of water.”
You gulped, your own throat parched with desire. Your eyes shined his body, to the glistening torso that was visible through the shirt to those short shorts.
“Oh.”
Now you felt rude as fuck.
“I didn’t hydrate properly…” It seemed that Bucky was getting closer, “… before the run.” 
Now he was looking over your head to try and control the inevitable. You wondered if he got off on his call earlier. Did he have any left over for you? You looked down and then toward the river when you swore you saw a bulge in Bucky’s shorts.
Somehow, you were closer to him, if you looked up, and he bent down, your lips would touch.
You turned your head and spoke to the car parked to his right.
“So you’re saying you’re…thirsty…”
“Yes…”
Bucky’s voice was gravelly and fucking sexy.
“I can bring a bottle down…”
Bucky shook his head and looked down the street.
“Nah, by the time you go up and come back down, I can get home…”
You looked toward Bucky’s house.
“Oh…”
You felt like an idiot. For a writer, you couldn’t find any other words than ‘oh.’
“Then come…come on up.”
You had to concentrate not to stutter.
“Thank you! Such a good one.”
You could hear Bucky’s smile behind you and you could practically feel his eyes on your ass as you climbed the stairs.
When you reached your apartment and entered,  Bucky looked around and then went to the window as you went into your tiny kitchen to get him a water bottle.
He turned around and looked at you piercingly as you brought it to him. You’d kicked off your running shoes when you entered the door and that made him that much taller when you were in front of him.
Bucky grabbed the bottle. Your fingers touched yet you didn’t pull them back. As you looked into his eyes, you noticed something.
“I just realized, you’re not wearing your glasses.”
He smirked at you.
“Contacts. Not a good look to have fogged up glasses when your face is getting wet…”
Your mouth opened slightly.
“...While you’re running.” 
Bucy took a sip of water, then a lager gulp, emptying the glass.
“Thank you. It was so good of you…” He looked down at you. “I feel like thanking you in some way…”
He looked around the room and then back at you. You felt guilty as hell.
“Don’t thank me. I don’t deserve it.”
He cocked his head at you.
“Tell me why you think that.”
“Because…” 
You went on to tell him what happened earlier that afternoon. His face was inscrutable as he registered the information.
“Sooo… you eavesdropped on a private conversation. A very private conversation. And then snuck back out of my home without saying anything.”
“Y-yes.”
Why did you feel as if you were in danger as Bucky moved closer to you?
“Is that why you were asking about my needs earlier?”
You didn’t, you couldn’t answer.
“Is it because you liked what you saw?”
He was circling you now, like a predator, and you were frozen to the spot. When he got behind you he raised his voice, just a little. 
“Answer me. ”
You shivered at his smooth, dangerous tone.
“I- I-yes- no- I don’t know….”
He came back around in front of you.
“Well, I can alleviate some speculation. As I said, I don’t do long distance relationships, but I can pay for what I need. And that’s nobody’s business because no one has any claim on me. Especially you. Because you said you didn’t want it. Didn’t you?”
You just stared but he gave you that look and you replied.
“I said that. Yes.”
“Have you changed your mind? What do you want, y/n?”
“I want…” 
You looked down at the floor, gathering your strength. Then back up at Bucky. 
“I want you.”
“Oh. You got aroused by what you saw, and now you want me to give you…satisfaction?…” 
You nodded, biting your lip. Now was not the time for games the way your panties were drenched.
“I feel like a little bit of a whore. And I need to be punished. Immediately.”
Your jaw dropped at what you just said.
Bucky grinned.
“Oh really. That critical? Well let’s see what we can do…”
He finally touched you, grabbing your waist and pulling you toward him for a kiss. It was everything, passionate, with a promise.
“Where is your bed?
You smiled up at him, took his hand, and led him to your bedroom.
Bucky kissed you senseless as soon as you entered the room. You took off your tank and sports bra and Bucky discarded his muscle shirt. Your eyes watered at his bare chest and abs.
He stood back and admired you.
“So gotdamn gorgeous,” Bucky whispered, almost to himself. “Take off those shorts. Don’t forget the panties.”
You hurried to obey, the situation making your pussy cry for his attention. He reached out to touch you, thumbs gently thrumming your nipples. You threw your head back and moaned. Then he drew his hands back. You looked up, mind scattered.
“I was so wrong when I assumed that you were a good girl earlier. And I’ve never been so happy to be wrong.”
Bucky watched as you bit your lip.
“You are not a good girl. Good girls don’t eavesdrop. I’m going to show you what happens to bad girls when I get my hands on them.”
The thrill that ran through your body was like nothing else.
“Do you want me to show you that? Do you want this?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Bucky drew in a breath.
“Get on your knees.”
You obeyed in .3 seconds.
“Yessss. That’s it. So obedient for me.” 
Bucky caressed the side of your face. You turned and captured his thumb in your mouth, sucking and looking up at him.
“Fuck, is that what you want? You want to suck my dick?”
You nodded, taking his thumb with you, which caused him to press it in deeper. He leaned down toward you.
“Now why would I want to go ahead and do that? You’ve been a very bad girl.”
Bucky straightened up, and pulled his dick out of his running shorts. It was more beautiful up close. You sighed as he started stroking it right in your face. 
“Do you see how I’m already dripping for you?”
You looked up at his cock, a beautiful clear bead of precum shining on its tip. Then you looked up at him and nodded.
“It’s a shame that you won’t get to suck it like you want to...” 
You whimpered in disappointment. He ignored you.
“Now, spread those knees apart and let me see how you would have gotten off tonight while you thought of me stroking off.”
He drew in a ragged breath as you looked up at him with those eyes and started to touch yourself.
“Wider, let me see that pussy from up here.”
You shifted so that he could see better what you were doing.
“Shit. That looks delicious. Get it nice and creamy for me. I’m gonna have my fill of you tonight.”
He looked pained as he jerked himself, drops of precum landing on your body. Your juices made for an audible display of your current situation; desperate for Bucky Barnes’ cock.
“Stop! Hands away.”
Bucky glared at you when you whined.
“Don’t act like a brat. You brought this on yourself. Get on the bed, ass up.”
You did as you were told, hoping that he would finally touch you.
“Now play some more for me.”
Bucky groaned as you wiggled your ass and reached for yourself.
“Stop, suck your fingers and get them wet, then stick them in as far as they will go.”
You whimpered and did as you were told, but your fingers were inadequate for what you wanted. Why you needed.
“Fuck, that little pussy looks so good. Add another finger. If I’m gonna fuck you, you need to be stretched out more than that.”
Next thing you knew, you felt his lips on your lower ones, and his tongue was doing unspeakable things to you as you fingered yourself. You saw stars at the obscene way that Bucky Barnes was eating you out.
The way he was smacking his lips and yours was curdling your brian. His tongue started licking you faster and faster and his lips were sucking your clit until you almost came. Then he stopped. You groaned in frustration.
Bucky stood up and backed away, stroking himself again.
“Turn over, do it again while I stroke myself off.” 
Again, you did as you were told.
This time, you licked your fingers obscenely, fellating them so that he could see what his cock was missing. He groaned and stroked faster as you circled your clit skillfully, playing with your nipple with your other hand.
“Fuck that looks so fucking….” 
Then he looked you in the eyes.
“You’re trying to get fucked, aren’t you?”
You nodded, trying not to seem too eager, but you were just his cock slut at this point.
“Well, if you can keep going as long as I say, and not cum, I might give you this dick.”
You bit your lip at the challenge, going to town on yourself, as nasty as you wanted to be. The faces and the grunts that came from him made it really hard to stay on earth, so you closed your eyes.
“Open. Your. Fucking. Eyes. You fucking slut.”
You snapped your eyes opened and were about to cum when you saw his big hand going a mile a minute around his bick cock, making his shiny red head appear and reappear in his palm, but he commanded, “Stop!” just in time, and grabbed your ankle, pulling you down to the edge of the bed.
“You’re about to get it now. Are you ready?”
“Yes!”
Bucky spread your thighs and spread them wide, swiping his slick cock head at your entrance.
“Can you take this cock?”
“I need it!”
“Want it raw? Want me to stretch this little pussy out?” 
Bucky was already inching inside you, causing a delicious burn that you wanted more of.
“Fuck yes!”
“Then be a good girl and….” 
Bucky slid inside you, making you take his cock like you’d never had to before with anyone else.
“Sooooo fucking wet and soooo fucking tight.” 
Bucky looked down at you, eyes shining. His chest was heaving with the effort to restrain himself. He couldn’t believe that he was where he’d wanted to be for a while now. And so he smiled at you.
“This pussy seems made for me.”
And then he started to move. It was a mind numbing experience of sensations, his thick, pulsing cock skating in the slick of your tight, stretched cunt. He fell down to his elbows and pressed his forehead against yours as you both looked down and watched the phenomenon.
“How does it feel, Sir?”
Bucky closed his eyes and groaned as his hips faltered.
“Am I wet enough?”
“Fuck!”
Your voice in his ear was making him lose the facade of control that he had hanging by a string now that he was inside you.
“Feelsss…. Feels like… Fuck! …Don’t ask me…”
“Don’t ask what? How my pussy feels for you?”
“Holy mother of god I….”
Bucky took your thighs in his hand, pulled you to the edge of the bed again and started pounding. Then, he took your windpipe between his thumb and forefinger.
“That’ll teach you to try to…”
The way your eyes rolled back in your head had Bucky spurting inside of you already. 
“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit…..”
Bucky was fucking you ruthlessly. You’d never had it like this.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes!”
You clenched around his cock and Bucky pulled out at the last possible second, shooting his cum on your stomach while reaching down and plucking your clit with his thumb. You finally came with a loud yell and a smile.
When you opened your eyes, Bucky was still milking his cock over you, so you reached down, gathered some cum on your fingers, and inserted them in your mouth. Bucky’s eyes rolled and he pulsed a last little bit of spend on your body.
“Where is your bathroom?”
You pointed toward your right and Bucky went in, ran some water and came out cleaned up, and with a washcloth for you. He sat down on the bed and tenderly took care of you. Then, he leaned down and kissed the belly that he’d just used. He leaned on his elbow and stared at you.
“You satisfied?”
“Hmmmmm. Yes.”
Bucky looked worried, then cleared his throat.
“Good. That was… it was very good for me too.” 
You smiled at him, trying to reassure him, then you started to speak. He stopped you.
“No worries, this shouldn’t affect our working relationship. We’re both adults. We can be professional, right?”
What you wanted was the farthest thing from professional, but you replied, “Right.”
Bucky kissed your nose, then stood up and started getting dressed. You got up and put on your robe, seeing him to the door.
Bucky smiled at you as he left.
“Tomorrow, 4 pm. My brownstone.”
You smiled back.
“And please announce yourself when you come in?”
Bucky winked as he started down the stairs, leaving you watching him until you couldn’t see him anymore.
When he was gone, and you were alone in your apartment, you wondered how the fuck You we’re supposed to be professional when you were addicted to that dick.
You were thinking hard when Bucky sent you a message 10 minutes later.
The text said:
Something to play with ;)
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Early the next morning, too early, Bucky woke up drenched in sweat and reached for his glasses, medicine, and the bottle of water next to his bed.
It had been a while since he’d had the familiar nightmare about what happened Sarah. And his baby.
Bucky sat on the edge of the bed and came back to the present. He got up to run the shower and looked into the mirror. He felt guilty for not having Sarah on his mind as much lately. But you were quite the distraction. 
He’d finally found a reason to move on with his life. 
You.
You and Sarah were nothing alike. Your spirit, and your spunk were unlike any other person he’d ever met. He couldn’t bend you to his will.
Not that Sarah had been a pushover, but with her, it had been so easy. Bucky and Sarah fell for each other at first sight and immediately started sneaking around behind Sam’s back. They’d been like yin and yang, not the oil and water that you and he had become. 
Bucky looked deep into his own eyes in the mirror to see if they still reflected the feral violence he wreaked on the men who tried to kidnap them and inadvertently killed his wife and baby in the process. 
Now, five years after all of that you made Bucky’s heart race again, something that running couldn’t even do.
It was meant to be.
After five years out of the limelight, everyone was curious about the sorrow-filled story of what happened to James Buchanan Barnes, and your light, humor-filled piece was skillfully written and hinted at the deeper story. It was good journalism without being mean spirited and he respected you for your skill. 
He wanted you for your body, and he wanted in your mind and soul. 
Bucky Barnes needed you. Now that he had given you a taste of the physical, he just need to make you fall in love with him.
He wished that you were here beside him where you belonged, but all in due time. His plan was proceeding perfectly. 
Bucky did his breathing exercises and walked into a cool morning shower. After that, Bucky settled into bed with his laptop to make sure that you were okay.
The surveillance team he hired was in place outside your building, and you seemed to be sleeping peacefully from what he could see from the cameras placed inside your apartment.
Bucky sighed and closed his laptop, attempting to turn off his brain so that he could gain a few more moments of sleep as the sun started to rise.
What a day today would be.
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Feedback is the essence of life. Reblog and read the next in the series, Bucky Charms.
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Alice idk what the FUCK kinda drugs you smuggled into this simple, singular ask, but goddamnit it made me sprint to my docs and start writing for the first time in God knows when. I literally have created an au in a matter of hours of seeing this. Fuck you and thank you🫣😋😈
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[this is currently an untitled au and a WIP]
Photographer!Dark!Bucky Barnes x RunwayFashionModel!Reader
The overhead spotlights drop the second the showrunner points to the cameras, who, in turn, point to you. Big white bounce cards blind your peripherals and the sound of murmurs throughout the studio, executives and assistants alike, work their way into your ears. The voices swirl into one drone of static and the lights start getting brighter and brighter. Your grip on the arms of the chair grows tighter. Manicured fingernails threaten to dig into the upholstery, the gaudy necklace resting on your chest beginning to brand into your skin. The makeup caked onto your flesh feels like it’s melting, taking your dermis with it.
You can't tear your eyes away from behind the host's head, staring off into space and trying not to focus on the bile beginning to bubble in your pitted stomach.
You knew you should've eaten something.
As the host waits for her after-ad-break cue, shuffling her question cards and sipping coffee from her custom show-branded cup, you feel restless. Legs bouncing out of sync, begging to get up, to run off set and out onto the bustling streets below and never look back. Maybe a bus or cab will make it end, make it stop. You were never cut out for this, never supposed to be here.
"Bunny."
You gasp, your trance broken as the deep bass sounding out your nickname cuts through the noise. It's like oxygen for you. He is oxygen for you. You can’t escape him willingly- he’ll only find a way to be there. To always be there.
You whip your head around to face the herd of people and producers staring at you. Out of all of them, through the blinding lights, you meet his gaze. All six feet four inches, built-like-a-god, broad shoulders of him. His eyes shine like sea glass behind the camera operator, baby blue and looking only at you. For that moment, you are the only one he sees. His target. His. You are the only one he can touch, who he can feel, halfway across the room.
The pit only grows larger, filling your hunger with nausea. You'd bet all the money in the world he schmoozed some P.A. just to make sure he was there to see you. To surveil you.
You wish you were playing in traffic.
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capriciouswrites · 2 months
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Third Wheel
This playlist was made for the Fanworks of Fanworks event, hosted by the DC/Marvel Dingy Pool Noodle Crossover Discord. For the work Third Wheel by Kangofu_CB. It's an awesome story, if you haven't read it.
Anyways, this is the playlist I made. I don't feel like I need to explain myself, and hopefully you'll enjoy!
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🌵(from the writers game)
🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love
I have so many. So many.
The Raven's Hymn -- Based on my SCP-049 story
Porcelain Muse -- SCP 035
Clone Boys -- The Bad Batch
Cowboy Blues -- Cad Bane
Animatronic Lullaby -- FNAF/William Afton
Monster Lovers -- Monster romance/random music I like
Men of Marvel -- Various thirst traps
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Branded -- Based on my demon!Bucky Barnes story
Eddie's Mixtape -- Eddie Munson
Connor: Become Human
Pirates of the Caribbean
Writer Ask Game
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buckybarnesb-tch · 8 months
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Character Playlists
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Klaus Mikaelson Sexy Time Playlist
Klaus Mikaelson Playlist
Bucky Barnes Playlist
Songs that Remind Me of Bucky Barnes
Aemond Targaryen Playlist
The Lost Boys Playlist
Good Omens Sad Playlist
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My Playlist & Fanmix Masterlist
EDIT: There seems to be a link limit, so I will be removing the direct links to the Spotify playlists in this post. You will still be able to get to them from any of the Tumblr links!
In (more-or-less) alphabetical order.
The Hobbit / LOTR
Bagginshield - Part One * Part Two
Bagginshield: Collapse (fanfic) - Part One * Part Two * Part Three
Fili - Part One
Hobbit Housecleaning Party - Part One
The Shire Life - Part One
The Last Of Us
Bill x Frank - Part One
General - Part One * Part Two * Part Three * Part Four * Part Five * Part Six
Marvel
Bucky Barnes - Part One
Loki - Part One * Part Two * Part Three * Part Four * Part Five
Loki x Mobius - Part One * Part Two * Part Three
Steve x Natasha - Part One
Valkyrie - Part One
Star Wars
Cobb Vanth - Part One * Part Two * Part Three * Part Four
Obi-Wan Kenobi - Part One * Part Two
The Mandalorian - Part One * Part Two * Part Three * Part Four * Part Five * Part Six
TMNT
Donatello - Part One
Leonardo - Part One
Michelangelo - Part One
Raphael - Part One
ROTTMNT The Movie - Part One * Part Two * Part Three
Same As It Never Was - Part One * Part Two
Splinter & Sons - Part One * Part Two
TMNT: 2nd Time Around (fanfic) - Part One
TMNT Something Wicked (fanfic) - Part One
TMNT Mutant Mayhem - Part One - Part Two
Other Fandom
Barbie - Part One
Goncharov - Part One * Part Two
Sherlock (Sherlock x Molly) - Part One * Part Two * Part Three
Star Trek: Voyager (Janeway x Chakotay) - Part One
Supernatural (Dean x Castiel) - Part One
The Batman (Bruce x Selina) - Part One
The Sandman - Part One
Under The Vines (Griff x Gus) - Part One * Part Two
Misc. Non-Fandom
A Slight Apocalypse - Part One * Part Two * Part Three
Not Ready To Say Goodbye - Part One
The Spooky Season - Part One * Part Two * Part Three
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a winterhawk mixtape
side a (wake up, asshole) 1. Bad Company - Bad Company 2. Black Veil Brides - Perfect Weapon 3. Ozzy Osbourne - Shot In The Dark 4. Rise Against - Satellite 5. Skillet - Never Surrender 6. The Weepies - Add My Effort 7. All Time Low - Time Bomb side b (feelin' kinda swept off my feet here, romeo) 8. +44 - When Your Heart Stops Beating 9. Taylor Swift - Delicate 10. Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You 11. A Day To Remember - Your Way With Words Is Through Silence 12. Lifehouse - Hanging By a Moment 13. Billie Holiday - The Way You Look Tonight 14. Brian Fallon - I Don't Mind If I'm With You 15. Melissa Etheridge - Nowhere To Go
@defectivexfragmented
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bucky-boychik-barnes · 5 months
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Bucky Barnes would be super into RUSH, change my mind.
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After this post, I started to think: What would a “Talokan/Wakanda vs Common Enemy” playlist be like? What songs would come to mind during their glorious battle? Then this sprouted:
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The day is finally upon them. Everyone has prepared for this very moment. Namor and Shuri stand firm, front and center, leading their army of Talokanil muscle, the Dora Milaje, the Jabari Tribe [with every Wakandan tribe], Bucky Barnes, and fellow allies who all stand in formation. This means war. There’s no going back. Namor flys high above, roaring his battle cry “Líik’ik Talokan!”. He raises his spear towards their enemy in the distance. Shuri looks forward and chants “Yibambe!”. Their people chant and follow suit. Namor and Shuri make brief eye contact with one another as he nods, an unspoken “ready when you are, Black Panther”. She nods, then stares back at their target. Shuri raises her arm, gives the official signal and snarls as she charges forward full speed ahead:
sᴄᴀʀʟxʀᴅ + ᴋᴏʀᴅᴇʟʟ - ᴍɪss ᴍᴇ / ᴋᴀɴʏᴇ ᴡᴇsᴛ - ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ / ᴋᴇɴᴅʀɪᴄᴋ ʟᴀᴍᴀʀ - ʜᴜᴍʙʟᴇ [sᴋʀɪʟʟᴇx ʀᴇᴍɪx] / ᴊᴀʙʙᴀʀ ʜᴀᴋᴇᴇᴍ - ᴘᴀɴᴅᴀ [ʀᴇᴍɪx] / 2ʟᴀᴅᴇ - ᴏᴀʜ ᴄᴜ̈ᴢ [ɪɴᴛʀᴏ] / ᴀᴅɴ ᴍᴀʏᴀ ᴄᴏʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴏ - ʟᴀᴀʏʟɪ’ᴋᴜxᴀ’ᴀɴᴏ’ᴏɴᴇ / x ᴀᴍʙᴀssᴀᴅᴏʀs - ᴊᴜɴɢʟᴇ / ᴄʜɪʟᴅɪsʜ ɢᴀᴍʙɪɴᴏ - sᴡᴇᴀᴛᴘᴀɴᴛs [ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴀᴘᴇs ʀᴇᴍɪx] / ᴅᴍx - x ɢᴏɴ’ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴀ / ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ sᴛʀɪᴘᴇs - sᴇᴠᴇɴ ɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʀᴍʏ [ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟɪᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴏʙ ʀᴇᴍɪx]
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The scales of war begin to tilt less in their favor. What sick game is the universe playing now? Shuri puts pressure on her wound while she scans the battlefield, helplessly witnessing a massacre of her people. Talokanil and Wakandan men and women fall one by one at the hands of their rival. She stumbles over to a Talokanil warrior bleeding to death and urges her to “Get up! Please! This is no place for a soldier to die!” She cradles the woman while she slowly withers away, crying out for “K'uk'ulkan” one last time. Namor frantically surveys the terrain while he soars overhead, looking for Shuri in the carnage. He finally spots her, grateful she is alive. She stares up at him while tears stream down her face, silently questioning to herself, “have our gods abandoned us, my Ch'ah Toh?”:
sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴ - ᴄʀᴏssғɪʀᴇ / ᴛᴏʙʏ ғᴏx - ғᴀʟʟᴇɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (sʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ) / ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇʙᴏ - ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪʟʟ / ʀᴇᴅ - ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs / ɢᴀʀʏ ᴊᴜʟᴇs - ᴍᴀᴅ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ [sᴘᴀɴɪsʜ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ] / ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ᴍᴀʟᴛᴇsᴇ - ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴄᴀᴠᴇs ɪɴ [ᴏʀᴄʜᴇsᴛʀᴀ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ - sʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ] / ʟᴏʀɴ - ᴀᴄɪᴅ ʀᴀɪɴ / ᴢᴀɪᴀ - ᴡɪɴɢᴢ / ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍs - ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀᴅ / ᴀᴅᴇʟᴇ - sᴋʏғᴀʟʟ
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Namor lands hard, digging up earth as he tosses his spear aside and slides towards Shuri in a panic. He scans her body for signs of serious injury. Her emotions are indecipherable while he looks her over. She winces as he moves her. “I’m okay, I’m fine..I…I promise. Just check on the others.” “I can’t just leave you here Shuri!” Namor yells, furious at her stubbornness and selfless heart. She’s too tired to argue and takes in tiny sharp breaths at a time. Rage begins to fuel Namor, his disdain for the surface world coursing through his veins. He starts dissociating and breathing hard. He only hears his pulse through his ears, the environment growing quiet. He slowly stands up, with his wounds going numb. Shock takes over his system, bringing him into fight or flight mode. Perfect. Namor grabs his spear, wipes away his enemies’ bloodshed painted across his face and chest. It wasn’t personal before, but now it is. Namor shoots up and shouts across the skies “Líik’ik Talokan! We will be victorious, or die trying!” and rallies the remainder of his men and women as he storms forward, pupils blown. He smirks, with only murder on his mind:
ʟᴏʀᴅᴇ - ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʀᴜʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ / ᴍʀ ᴋɪᴛᴛʏ - ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ [sʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ] / ᴄᴊ - ᴡʜᴏᴏᴘᴛʏ [ᴇʀs ʀᴇᴍɪx] / ғᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴀʏ - ɪғ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ / 2ᴡᴇɪ + ᴇᴅᴅᴀ ʜᴀʏᴇs - ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀs / ᴋᴇɴᴅʀɪᴄᴋ ʟᴀᴍᴀʀ + ᴛʏʟᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ - ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ x ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴡᴀɴᴅ [ᴍᴀsʜᴜᴘ] / ᴋʟᴇʀɢʏ - ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ / sᴋʏʟᴀʀ ɢʀᴇʏ - ᴋɪʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ / sᴀᴍ sᴍɪᴛʜ - ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ’s ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ / ʟɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ - ɴᴇᴡ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇ
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Wakanda and Talokan eventually reign victorious, marking their first triumph together as a joint force. The fallen are laid to rest back in their respective homelands. Their alliance truly feels like a gift. Something orchestrated by a higher power. Fast forward: Shuri is seen in one of her labs, speaking with Griot and tinkering with her latest invention that will help strengthen her people and Talokan’s defenses. She feels her mother and brother’s presence in the room with her and it brings Shuri comfort. She giggles, imagining them peering over her shoulder while making jokes and remarks. A hand touches her shoulder and she jumps, turning around to find Namor. He grabs both of her arms and brings her in, closing the gap between them. They rest their foreheads together like the last piece of a puzzle and breath each other in. “I almost lost you once. I can’t risk that again, Princess, especially when the stakes are much greater now.” Namor caresses Shuri’s stomach over her lab coat. She places her hand over his. They both exhale:
ᴛᴇᴍs - ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ [ʟɪᴠᴇ] / ᴛᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴄʜᴀʀᴅ - ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴋɪɴɢ / ᴢᴏᴇ sᴀʟᴅᴀɴ̃ᴀ - ᴛʜᴇ sᴏɴɢᴄᴏʀᴅ / ʏᴇ sᴏʟ ᴋɪᴍ - ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ / ᴊᴀᴍᴇs ʜᴏᴍᴇʀ - ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴀᴄᴀᴍᴀ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴛ / ʜᴀɴs ᴢɪᴍᴍᴇʀ - ᴛɪᴍᴇ / ɢᴏʏᴛᴇ - ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ’s ᴀ ᴍᴇss / ʟᴀᴜʀᴀ ғʏɢɪ - sᴀʙᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍɪ / ᴊᴜsᴛɪɴ ɴᴏᴢᴜᴋᴀ - sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ / ʟɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴋ - ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ
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