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bewitched-bullet · 2 months

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You won't reply to me but I have to say something as well. They deleted their posts because followers (I'm one of them) explicitly asked them to delete them. You can check his blog to see.

I honestly feel you are creating so much hatred out of nothing. I am even afraid to show you my identity, knowing you will come after me if I do. Only because I have a different perspective on it all.

Didn't this whole discussion start with the supposed toxicity of the Sherlock mod? Who was trying to prevent an RPer from leaving? That's precisely what he did to John, according to John's posts on his blog (you have to read between the lines), perhaps to Mycroft even (dunno for sure). But who knows for sure they did? Isn't it logically that you beg someone not to leave because you want to continue what you're doing?

I saw the last post on the John blog and was quite moved. He always sounds like a very reasonable guy, unlike Sherlock, unlike you guys on here. Sorry.

So, we ask you to stop this crusade. I will also ask my friends to send you a message just in case. Stop it. You are hurting people who don't deserve it.

*le sigh*

I'm afraid you haven't been actually paying attention if you think I can see his blog. After our conversation in a comment section, the John mod blocked me. Which I posted about.

If you have read all my posts, etc you would see that I've answered every single ask except two. Even the spicy ones sent by Harriet mod as themselves and as anon and the 3 by the Mycroft/John mod as anonymous. Even, when John sent basically the same message 3 times (my inbox, ask, and tagging me (as John) ((which can be considered harassment)), I never "came after" them. Not like they have for most of the other mods, including ones OUTSIDE of their rp group.

Isn't. That. Interesting.

So, no, I'm not going to "come after" you for being polite and expressing yourself.

Now on to the good stuff.

So the John mod will flip-flop on what they strongly believe, on a whim, for a stranger.

Take note on that.

Looks like you are referencing the post Dump made? Allow me to remind you (which isn't my responsibility btw) what you are talking about if you are. Dump said that (paraphrasing):

"...consult-sherlock begged me to stay. They all contributed to my decision to block JOHN, SHERLOCK, AND MORIARTY."

If you want the exact verbiage, go look for it. It's in the tag "a scandal in tumblr".

We don't know the nature of the begging. And we can't ask the source because they specifically said to LEAVE THEM ALONE. Begging, is not inherently wrong? Not sure what you're insinuating here. Maybe you are assuming how they were begging was wrong? If you have any insider information on this I would very much be interested.

If you call avoidance, deflection, refusing to break character on a concerning issue (referring to when this was just about the fishy miscommunication) as "Reading between the lines", that's a personal problem for you. All that I mentioned in this paragraph are all red flags. Very red. On fire, red. And no one can help you see these till you're ready. That's why so many people stay with OBVIOUSLY (and sometimes not so publicly obvious) awful partners that mistreat them, why we excuse our (our as in as whole, not saying you and me specifically) abusive parents behavior, or side with an abusive government(s) that sanctions genocide.

As for being reasonable...I am reasonable. Till I'm not. I will never be reasonable to bullying/abuse. Especially when it involves little kids and old people. I will go fucking feral. And with this situation, after the pretzels John clearly twisted himself into, the PUBLIC harassment of Greg, yeah, for sure, I'm more in my feels in this. That being said, I haven't lost all rational thought. Cuz these are grown adults that are involved and feral me isn't needed.

I can easily adjust my stance on a situation don't have all information on. Because I'm intelligent like that.

Remember the Amber Heard case?

Thankfully, I could wait till a public court case to see all the evidence presented in an organized manner to make my judgements.

(cuz it's fucking hilarious)

However, so many people were upset at being "wrong". Ooooor they doubled down in their previous beliefs DESPITE the clear evidence. Its ok to change your views as new information and actual facts come out.

This is called critical thinking. (Side note: they were both abusive to each other but it's clear who "started" it. Reactive abuse it still abuse though, y'all. And if you see this in yourself, recognize it, get help, and you can improve. I believe that all people can become better versions of themselves...but that's because I can't squash the optimism that lives deep down inside me)

I'll keep this simple: there's no crusade. Just presentation of evidence, my knowledge, conclusions, and feels.

I'm rather allergic to holy wars that justify murder and genocide.

Oh? You're going to ask your friends to message me to stop? You mean you're gonna recruit people to try and bully me into submission? Gonna harass me if I don't do what you want? Gonna jumpstart your own foray into abuse?

Be careful, it's a slippery slope. And once you start sliding down it, it's incredibly hard to claw your way back up.

Side note: I'm not going to be anyone's brain, legs, fingers. All of you can think for yourselves, can find the info yourselves, and type things in yourselves. The information is there. Stop being lazy if you actually want to know

#a scandal in tumblr #answering anons #anon ask #anonymous #don't be lazy #do the work #im not gonna think for you #mental abuse #abuse #emotional abuse #bullying is abuse #bullying is wrong #gawd #i can't wait to disappear into the depths of the abyss again #i need a drink #its 5 o'clock somewhere

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ablogofcourage · 2 months

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#its 5 o'clock somewhere #wisdom

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d-for-deviant · 10 months

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Mmmm thissss is gonnnna be fun

#its 5 o'clock somewhere #not here #but somewhere

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thegalaxynarwaffe · 1 year

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There should be an app where it shows you where in the world it's 5 o'clock called "It's 5 o'clock somewhere"

#that one quote #i need to stop thinking #it's midnight #Its 5 o'clock somewhere

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luxi-lilith · 2 years

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Work from home = Drunk at home

#yeeet #its 5 o'clock somewhere

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actual-corpse · 2 months

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The amount of walmart workers I heard singing along to "It's 5 o'clock Somewhere" is hilarious

#its 5 o'clock somewhere #im tired and I just got here #skipped both my classes because im so sleep-deprived #fuck grind culture

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weredyke · 6 months

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hey hot stuff... your 5 oclock shadows startin.... wanna booze up?

#ghis is me at leone abbacchio #its 5 o'clock somewhere in the world

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number-one-hog-hater · 9 months

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I'm watching the new haunted mansion it's wild to see danny treated as an actual old man instead of how's he's treated like he's the same age as the gang in sunny.

This is to say disney needs to stimulate his hole.

#dont worry im the only person in the theater #its me gron #movie sucks btw #absolute garbage and a big advertisement for other brands #so far ive seen ads for zillow uhaul monopoly black panther amazon yankee candle #just watch the eddie murphy one i remmeber it being funny #imo the main guy sucks #zatarians seasonsing jesus christ #COSTCO AND CVS STOOOOPPPP #spoilers they stimulated thw wrong hole #baskin robins and buger king wowie ot just Wont Stop #allusion to its 5 o'clock somewhere #3/10 but AYOOO DANNY #i took an hour and a half detour home and my spoitfy kept the vibes GOIN'#which was a BLAST #smthn about exploring your city at night is just *Chefs Kiss*

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altfire-archive · 1 year

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oh to be Incredibly Stressed abt. friendsgiving of all things

#im making a new recipe i found online and By God I Hope It Is Tasty #watch your feet #im drinking before 5 but its ok i am a strong proponent of the jackson-nelson doctrine #It's Five O'Clock Somewhere™

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gemwolfz · 4 months

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big fan of tiki culture. shame about the cultural appropriation

#but its so beautifully corny....#love walking through shops at the beach and seeing twenty parrots with cocktails #its 5 o'clock somewhere!!#no idea if parrothead culture and tiki culture are the same exactly but. the venn diagram.

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supafrootee · 6 months

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I hc that you are justa goofy lil dude who needs a boozy frozen lemonade and an island all to yourself for a week or two

Yeah that would heal me, I think

#its 5 o'clock somewhere...#anon ask

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downthe-f4ndom-rabbith0le · 10 months

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The Way Back Home (Spencer Reid x Reader) - Chapter Three

The Way Back Home (Spencer Reid x Reader) - Chapter Three Reader Insert: she/her pronouns Word Count: 3173 Warnings: major angst, major fluff, mentions of murder, graphic descriptions of dead bodies, crime scenes, near-death experiences, slow-burnish romance, death, canon violence, rape, swearing, guns, knives, prostitution, canon cuteness of the team. Spoilers: Maeve's death, mentions of previous cases or canon events from seasons 1-10.

Spencer and you have an unspoken connection with one another. Nothing has ever happened between you two, especially since everything went down with Maeve, but your love has grown and overcome and is now clear as day to everyone. However, just when Spencer builds up enough courage to ask you out officially, you're requested on an undercover mission that halts your budding relationship in its tracks.

Months go by without a word from you until bodies of prostitutes start showing up in New York and the BAU is brought in to help. Spencer and you finally reunite as both your cases collide, but your lives and your love are both on the line now.

Will you and Spencer be able to find the way back home this time?

~~~

Spencer stared hard at the map of Manhattan that was pinned to the board, eyes flickering between each location the bodies were found at. He'd circled them, hoping to visualise some sort of map or pattern between the kill spots, but nothing emerged to his despair.

He sighed, rubbing his tired eyes. The team had gone to their hotel soon after his outburst at Holt, but he'd been back in since around six o'clock. He checked his wristwatch. Quarter-to-eight it read.

'You're in early.'

Spencer swivelled around at the sound of Hotch entering the room, the rest of team following closely behind. JJ held two coffees in hand, walking around the big table in the middle of the room to hand one to him. He didnt know how JJ knew he needed the caffeine, but he smiled gratefully nonetheless and took the hot brew from her hands.

'Yeah,' he said after a deep sip, scrunching his nose slightly at the slight bitter taste he detected. It was sweet, but not sweet enough. 'I... couldn't sleep.'

How could he, when his whole world had been turned upside down in the span of a couple of hours? You were risking your life - had been for eleven months already. He wanted this case to be over, and sleeping in his uncomfortable hotel bed while you were constantly looking over your shoulder was not going to help make that happen.

The way his friends looked at him now only confirmed that he looked a little worse for wear. But before anyone could comment, Hotch intervened.

'Where are we on the unsub's comfort zone, Reid?' Hotch asked, looking at the map over Spencer's shoulder.

Spencer was grateful for the change in topic, and turned around to point at the map with one hand, the other still cradling his coffee. 'I marked out where each body was found in relation to their establishment,' he explained, pointing at each marked spot for emphasis. 'Unfortunately, they range from up to downtown, even the Upper Eastside to SoHo. Geography doesn't seem to be a factor in the killings. What does seem to be a factor, however, is that all the other girls, like Roxy, were killed either outside or not far from where they worked.'

'That could speak to the unsub wanting to deliver a message,' JJ suggested. 'If the unsub is someone who has been double-crossed by these girls or the establishments, maybe their deaths are a warning.'

'Penelope said she couldn't find anything on these girls prior to their employment,' Kate said, reading a text off her phone no doubt from the technical analyst herself. 'Y/N's intel was correct. These girls were like ghosts, but like, before they had a life.'

'They had to have come from somewhere,' Rossi said. 'They couldn't have just... invented these girls.'

'No...' Derek trailed off, hand reaching for his jean pocket. '...but they can be reinvented.'

'What do you mean?' JJ asked, but Spencer's brain worked faster than Derek's mouth.

'From the initial notes from each body find, we know all girls were quite loyal and involved with the establishment's business,' Spencer answered, feeling reinvigorated suddenly. Or maybe that was just the coffee. 'They would've had to have been isolated for a few years prior to their re-emergence back into society to be that conditioned to their owner's orders.'

'Most of these girls were around seventeen and eighteen when they started working,' Kate said. 'That's when girls usually establish their independence from families.'

'But these girls have stayed as they've entered their twenties,' Hotch noted.

'Which means they would've been taken away from society before they could figure out how to be independent.' Derek's finger pressed a speed dial button - the first person on Derek Morgan's list for all things knowledgeable.

'Greetings my love,' Penelope greeted, her perkiness like another shot of espresso in Spencer's system. 'Did you see my good morning text with all my notes - and by all of them, I mean nothing - on the girls' history? Sent with love.'

'We did, baby girl,' he answered. 'But we might have a new lead to go on and we need your help.'

'You've rubbed the lamp, and as the genie I am now at your command. What do you need to know?'

'See if you can find any missing child records from over the last decade, particularly girls,' Derek said.

'They might not be made by parents, per say,' Spencer quickly added. 'The seller is choosing girls he knows people won't look too hard for. They'll be low-risk victims, so look up any mysterious disappearances from homeless communities and even unofficial orphanages and shelters in the New York state.'

'Boy Wonder, you certainly live up to your name,' Penelope quipped, the soft pattering of her frantic typing filling the room for a moment before she stopped. 'Aha! There have been over fifty girls who've gone missing over the past decade that fit those perimeters. I almost missed some of them because they weren't officially reported, but they popped up in local newspaper adverts noting certain kids in their community had been missing for a while. I've just sent a list of places they all went missing from to your phones.'

Another flurry of fingers flying over her keyboard and she spoke again. 'And if you look at your tablets, you will find the picture a young girl, aged twelve, gone missing from a trip to an aquarium with her orphanage. A Missy Wright. She had a record for running away and hiding, so when she wasn't found after twenty four hours, police disbanded the search party and declared her a runaway. But does she look familiar at all to you?'

Spencer looked over JJ's shoulder as she looked at her own tablet, seeing the similarities before anyone else did. 'That's Roxy Vega,' he said.

'I'm running out of gold stars to give you, Boy Wonder,' Penelope quipped. 'I'll try and find more pictures of the dead girls and match them with any of the missing girls on my list.'

'Thank you mama, you're best,' Derek said.

'I know, sugar,' Penelope replied before ending the call promptly.

'Let's go talk to those establishments, particularly Roxy's old orphanage,' Hotch announced. 'Let's cover as many as we can by splitting up. Spencer and JJ, Derek and Kate, and Dave you're with me.'

Kate squinted at her phone, eyebrows furrowing in distress. 'There are over thirty addresses here. And they're spread all over the New York state. This could take days.'

'I'll get local police as well as Holt's team to help,' Hotch replied. 'We find out who these girls were before they were abducted, we find out how the unsub finds them.'

'Then we can find him,' Rossi added with an assertive nod. 'All right then, let's get going. We're burning daylight.'

Spencer downed the rest of his coffee then grabbed his satchel and suit jacket and scrambled after his team. Before he left, he turned back to the board, to the marked map and the pictures of the managers and the mutilated girls. Girls who died as different people to who they were born as.

We will find you, he silently vowed, and followed his team out the door.

~~~

The pounding music of the Pit replicated the consistent thuds in your head as you walked your way around the floor.

Three glasses of single malt whiskey balanced precariously on your tray as you made your way through the crowd of gentlemen and girls enjoying themselves. It was a fine art, one you had perfected over the eleven months you'd been undercover.

You tried not to crinkle your nose in disgust as you passed by a certain lecherous man getting handsy with one of the girls, Lavender.

She was younger than you, a pretty little thing who started around the same time as you did. You'd come to the assumption she was also one of the girls who'd been taken as a a child and reinvented, as she always dodged any questions you asked about her life before... working.

And maybe she just didn't know the answers or she just really valued her privacy as a girl in her late teens did. But the way she would always always redirect the subject or blatantly not answer didn't sit right with you.

Lavender's eyes met yours briefly, and you saw the defeat and disgust she felt as she let the man's hands grip her curvaceous hips. It was a silent cry for help - you'd seen the same look in the other girls' eyes before. Not just at the Chateau, either. At all the establishments you'd wheedled your way into.

You wanted nothing more than to slug the bastard who had to be forty years Lavender's senior, and shame him for defacing an innocent like her. For going behind his wife's back because God forbid she age like human beings do. You saw the ring tan wrapping his ring finger. That was an easy spot after being in the workplace as you long as you had. Or maybe that was just your profiler background giving you an upper hand.

Before you could do anything, however, Lavender was dragged back into a conversation with the lech, forcing a fake smile to crinkle her beautiful features. And you still had three drinks to deliver.

'There you go, boys,' you drawled out, slapping on a flirtatious smile as you placed the three glasses onto the small round table between the three occupied chairs.

'Why thank you, sweetheart,' one said, flashing your smile back at you in return. 'I've been looking forward to this all night.'

'Why don't you sit down with us,' another one said, patting his lap as he took a sip from his glass, never losing eye contact with you.

You repressed the shudder that instinctively rattled your bones, and instead you waved a hand carelessly. 'No, no. I can't. I'm on bar shift tonight, boys. I mean, who else is going to get you your drinks?'

'I'm sure someone else could cover for ya, sweetheart,' the third man suggested, hand reaching out to graze your hips. 'Come on, just ten minutes won't hurt anyone.'

Bile rose up in your throat at his touch, how it sent an uncomfortable chill through you despite the heat inside the Pit. But you were Serena Vanderguff, and this was not your first rodeo.

You gracefully yet pointedly slapped his hand away from you, laughing boisterously like you hadn't purposefully done that. 'Oh, you boys have such a wild sense of humour. But be honest... you couldn't afford ten minutes of this.'

You swayed your hips as you walked away, knowing full well they were staring after you. Wolf whistles followed your movements but none of them came after you thankfully, no doubt because they set their sights on some other poor victims.

You approached the bar and placed your tray on it, leaning on it with a sigh.

'Tell me about it,' a velvety voice said. The voice belonged to a gorgeous woman with charcoal skin, chocolate eyes, and multicoloured braids who was wiping glasses before putting them back behind the bar to use for another round of drinks. 'But I'm sad to say, but the night is still young.'

'You got that right, Ajani,' you murmured, rubbing around your eyes to avoid messing up your eye makeup. It was a little bright and bold for your taste, but it didn't matter what you liked.

It hadn't mattered for a while now.

'Hey,' Ajani said, grabbing your attention. 'Madame was looking for you in her office.'

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 'For me? What for?'

Ajani shrugged, throwing the hand towel she'd been using over her shoulder. 'She didn't say what exactly, just that she wanted to see you now. Don't worry, I'll get Becky to cover for ten.'

You nodded, then cautiously turned over my shoulder to the door to the side of the stage that read OFFICE. It wasn't unusual for you to be called in to her office as of late. It was exactly what you wanted. But it didn't mean you weren't any less terrified whenever you entered, the endless possibilities of why you were in there driving you crazy.

The door opened to reveal Madame Lacroix sitting at her desk, a drink in hand, and two other men sitting in the two chairs on the other side of it. Two men, you were terrified to notice, you recognised as managers of your previous workplaces: Alfred Royalton of the Charming Times brothel, and Melton Jones from Guilty Pleasure. Their quiet murmurings silenced as soon as you came into view, their piercing gazes freezing you in the doorway.

'You wanted to see me, Madame?' you said as perkily as you could, hoping to cover your fear up slightly.

Madame Lacroix's red lips split in an award-winning smile as she waved you inside with her free hand. 'Yes, Serena. I was! How lovely of you to join us. Come in, come in!'

You quickly scurried in and closed the door behind you, happy to find reprieve in the much quieter room compared to the Pit. But that reprieve didn't last long, as you met your old bosses' curious gazes.

'You remember Alfred and Melton, Serena?' Madame Lacroix prompted after an awkward moment of silence.

'Yes,' you answered. 'It's great to see you both. You're looking well.'

'And so are you, dear Serena,' Alfred said, walking over and embracing you in an awkward hug as he tried to not spill his drink. As an older gentlemen, he seemed more like a fatherly figure to the girls in his employment. But from what you knew about the business he and the others in the room were involved in, he came off as a creepy pedophile. 'I'm so glad to see Madame Lacroix treating you so well. You know you are always welcome back at the old haunt.'

'If she's going back to anyone, it's me,' Melton said, the certainty in his words matching the intensity of his eyes. They raked you up and down, and again you repressed a shiver from the disgusting feeling it gave you to be watched like a piece of meat. Melton Jones couldn't be older than thirty-five, and was the son of one of the biggest CEO's in Eco-energy products and research.

You could only imagine what his big-time mother would think if she knew what her son was really into.

'Tough luck, boys. She's mine now,' Madame Lacroix interrupted the fight, getting up from her seat to walk around her desk and sling an arm around your shoulders. 'But why don't we get into what we really want to talk about? Have a seat, my dear.'

You didn't have much of a choice as Madame Lacroix guided you to sit in her own desk chair before joining the men on the other side. They all looked at you expectantly, but their smiles were more alarming than reassuring.

'Um... what did you want to see me for, Madame?' you asked after a moment of silence.

Madame didn't respond right away, placing her glass of wine down first on the desk. 'You are a special girl, Serena. Very special indeed.'

You raised a quizzical brow. 'How so?'

'You've impressed us,' Alfred answered, looking around at his peers. 'Your ability to keep secrets and do things without being asked has attributed to this. It's one of the reasons we've had to share you around so much and in such little time. If I had any say, you would've never left Charming Times!'

'You've done our stocktake,' Melton continued, those snake eyes of his never leaving yours. 'Kept certain... shipments under wraps. Picked up exclusive clientele that has done wonders for our business. You're like our own little personal lucky charm.'

You recounted all the times you'd hidden the secret load of drugs that were snuck into customer's drinks and food to get them so delirious they didn't realise how much money they were spending. All the times you sat in on meetings with the managers about who to target the next night, and all the shady receipts of shipments with unknown contents in them you hadn't be told about yet.

All the the illegal and dangerous deals that you'd told your Organised Crime unit about behind your managers' backs.

'That is why we would like to reward you, my dear,' Madame Lacroix said, a smile you figured to be proud gracing her lips. 'And we're not the only ones who think so too. We think you're ready to learn our... business, and so does the Boss.'

'The Boss?' you asked tentatively, not bothering to mask your slight fear. Was this the seller? Was this the guy you'd been trying to take down for almost a year now?

'Oh don't look so terrified, honey,' Madame Lacroix doted, walking around the desk to pat at your head. She leaned in close to you, and you restrained from gagging at the smell of too much wine tainting her breath. 'The Boss is impressed by your work and commitment to the trade. So much so, he wants to meet you. Soon.'

The men looked at you expectantly, and that's when you realised how you should be reacting. 'R-Really?' you mustered out an excited response, widening your eyes to appear more innocent. 'The Boss wants to see me?'

'Yes, Serena,' Alfred said. 'All the arrangements will be made when you meet, but soon you'll be seeing him a lot.'

'Arrangements?'

Melton surprisingly was the one to answer you. 'Each establishment in the Business, as we like to call it, has their hierarchy. The Boss is above us all, and he helps keep our establishments running smoothly. From there, it goes us, then our employees. That's you right now, Serena. But there is a status in between us and the employees that is trusted more than the others, kind of like our right hand woman.'

'And that woman acts as our mediator between us and the Boss,' Madame Lacroix continued, still stroking your hair. 'Kind of like a peace offering for how generous and kind he is to us.'

'What has this got to do with me?' you asked, but you already knew what the answer would be.

Madame Lacroix let out a dramatic sigh as she stood to make her way around the desk again, rejoining the men. 'Well, our mediator at the Chateau was Roxy, but, well, you know what happened to her. So what I'm offering is a chance to become the next Roxy, Serena. Be my most trusted employee, to learn the Business, and to appease the Boss- I mean, thank him.'

She stopped mid-walk to turn and look you dead in the eye, and despite her drunken breath, you saw clarity and evil flash in those emerald eyes of hers.

'So, what do you say, Serena? Do you want to be one of us?'

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caplanbuckybarnes · 1 year

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Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes Drabbles

Fics with 🤓 are favorites of mine!

Fics with 🔥 smut

Fics with 😡 angst

Fics with 💕 are fluff

Fics with 🍯 200+ notes

Fics I could possibly consider continuing 🧐

UPDATED April 7 2024

BUCKY BARNES

3 Times You Saw Him Summary: Working for HYDRA, You've only seen the Winter Soldier a handful of times, each more terrifying than the last... It isn't until you are witness to his torture that you realize how innocent the man really is. [TWS x Reader.] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

3 Times You See Bucky Barnes Shirtless Summary: Bucky starts going topless around you, and after several incidences, you confront him, not expecting the answer he gives you. LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

5 O'Clock Summary: Bucky comes home after drinking all night at a club. (Bucky x Reader) Based off the song 5 O’Clock by T-Pain & lily Allen 🔥🤓 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

A Broken Soldier (2) Summary: Steve breaks up with you 🔥 🍯

A Way to End Summary: Bucky knew who he was. But had his handlers known, all of hell would have broken loose. The reason he remembered himself? Was you. You had secretly helped him regain all of his past memories in an effort to take down HYDRA and all of its’ men.😡 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Always With You Summary: After a horrific car crash leaves you paralyzed from the waist down, Bucky vows to drop everything in order to care for you until your healthy once again. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [Bucky x Reader] 😡💕 🍯

Angels in Hellfire Summary: You offered to travel to Hell to rescue your angel’s best friend; he declines, knowing that it is far too late for that innocence to remain.[LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [Bucky x Reader] 😡

A Stranger with a Good Heart Summary; you almost get gunned down but a stranger comes to help you.[LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [Bucky x Reader] 💕

A Summer's Beat Summary: After numerous fighting and arguments, this was the last straw between the pair of you. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

Baby Fever Summary: Bucky took his daughter to the park [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕 🍯

Bad Boy Bucky Summary: you get harassed by a stranger. You’re not going to keep quiet. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

Bossy Play Summary: a new boss joins the corporation. Nobody knows how stern he can be [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]🧐🍯

Bottom's Up Summary: You assess the soldier after he comes back to the facility after a mission [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]🔥🍯

Cheap Thrills Summary: you lose your phone somewhere in your apartment and ask the neighbor next door to help look for it. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]🔥🍯

Christmas and Pancakes Summary: buckys daughter wakes him up on Christmas morning for breakfast Parent!Bucky Barnes, OC!Daughter, Layla [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 💕

Come Out, Come Out Summary; the winter soldier comes for the lone survivor [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 🤓😡🍯

Got Nerve? Summary: you come home from grocery shopping only to find your ex in your house. (Mafia leader! Reader, ex Husband Bucky) 😡 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Grind With Me Summary: After the defeat of Thanos, the Avengers are assembled for a convention meeting. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

High Stakes Summary: working as a casino waitress, certainly has its perks when important clientele crave your attention. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]🧐🍯

Killing Me Softly Summary: You could do nothing but beg as he killed you. 😡 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Kingpin love Summary: you met the famed mobster amputee. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]🧐

Kryptonite Summary: Bucky watches you give birth. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕🍯

The Loss of You Summary; (reader) dies after giving birth leaving Bucky to process the loss alone. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

Long Live My Heart Summary; Bucky leaves you. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

Mafia Cakes Summary: the mafia king visits your small bakery. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕

Marry Me? Summary: Bucky asks you to marry him [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕🍯

Mine Baby Summary: Sitting at a bar one night, long after you’d abandoned your friends and even Bucky at the tower, you’d finally gained the courage to explain to him why you’d left months ago. The results weren’t at all what you were expecting. Th reunion had all but been a terrible feat. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡🍯

Miracles Summary; hot dogs and the famous Avengers Initiative. What a damn day, huh? [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕

Overboard Summary: Bucky throws her overboard after he recaptures her ten years after his imprisonment. (pirate!Bucky x Prisoner!Reader) [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

Pissed off Paperwork Summary; Bucky isn’t happy with your tardiness (Mafia!bucky, lackey!reader) [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡

Please Don't Leave Me Summary: Bucky comes to repair your relationship after the odor of you broke up. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡

Poker Face Summary: you discover your friend isn’t as innocent as you thought he may have been [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡

Secure the Castle Summary: Bucky’s come home. ] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡🧐

Soft Mornings Summary: cuddling in bed before you go to work. ] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 💕🍯

Soft Touches Summary: you’d thought you were alone in the compound until a worried Bucky helps you with an injury ] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 💕🍯

Talkin' Bout My Girl Summary: Bucky isn’t sure about introducing you to Steve. [POC!reader x bucky] [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 💕

Three Terrible Flaws Summary; 3 reasons you can’t date Bucky barnes 😡 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Trial & Failure Summary: Barnes has to train you for a mission. He’s not happy with the results. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [TWS x Reader] 😡🧐🤓

Two Times He Kissed Your Forehead...One Time He Didn't Summary: always enjoyed his kisses. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕😡

What He Wants Summary; you’re on the way to make money with your friends until your interrupted by the mafia king himself asking questions. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡🧐🍯

------STEVE ROGERS----

Nursing the Mafia Summary: You never connected the dots about the family of your patient until one day, the famed mafia lord comes strolling in

A Broken Soldier Summary: Steve breaks up with you [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡🍯

All For You Summary: you visit your best friend in prison after he killed your boyfriend. 😡🧐🍯 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Always Be My Baby Summary: you’re afraid to tell steve you’re pregnant. 💕🍯 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

A Trusting Moment Summary: you were working in your dress shop when your favorite pirate comes in for some patch work of his own. Seamstress Reader x Pirate Thief Steve rogers 💕 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Birthdays and Pizza summary: you don’t know what to do for Steve’s birthday. 💕 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Caught Up Summary: Steve knows someone’s after you [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 💕😡

Daddy’s Pissed Summary: Steve comes home from work cheery until he recieves a phone call from work. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡💕🍯

Divorce in the Morning Summary: He never wanted this. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡🍯

Divorce Papers CEO!Steve Rogers x reader Summary: being the wife of a playboy millionaire boy toy wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡🍯

Dirty Little Secret Summary: Pretending to be disinterested in your arranged marriage? Easy Peasy lemon Squeezy... right? [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Do You Love Me? Summary: secrets finally came to the surface. 💕😡🍯 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Late Night Escapades Summary: Steve knows he shouldn’t be lays up next to you. But he enjoys your nightly company far too much to leave. 🔥🍯 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Lie to Me Summary: you had no idea what Steve was planning with you. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

Not a Love Song Summary: Not all love stories have a happy ending. 😡💕🍯 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

One Life to Live Summary: his life wasn’t always so grim and grotesque. Not when he held you in his arms. Mobster!Steve Rogers 💕🍯 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

One Night Stand Summary: you avoid Steve after having a one night stand with him [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕😭🍯

Political Cheats Summary: Steve catches you cheating on him in the shower with your daughter’s teacher [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]😡

Returning Kisses Summary: After one too many nights of hearing Steve bringing home company, you decide you can't take it anymore.[LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]💕😡

Retribution Summary: Steve starts a war in an enemy’s territory Mobster!Steve Rogers 😡 [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] [mafia Steve rogers]

Sleepover Troubles Summary: Steve’s still having nightmares over the death of his daughter. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 😡

Trust Me, Okay? Summary; you were no longer afraid of riding with Steve [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 💕

Unappreciated Summary: Steve leaves you after a long tiring relationship had gone to the gutter. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03] 🔥😡🍯

French Fries and Bruises Summary: Dating the town's playboy wasn't easy. But it was a dream come true for you. After all, who wouldn't want to date the most popular guy in town? He was handsome, and funny, and could be quite the tiger in bed... however, he wasn't exactly an honest man... .you'd only hoped that he would be different with you. [LINK HAS BEEN UPDATED TO DIRECT YOU TO A03]

#steve rogers x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader

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One Sunny Day

(Stardew Valley) (Haley x Female Farmer)

Chapter 3

After unpacking what I could (can't put anything anywhere since there are no drawers), I decided to splash some cold water on my face from the sink in the bathroom. I then take a good look at myself in the mirror right above the sink. I have slightly prominent eye bags and light freckles across my face. There is a pretty big scar on my right brow bone from when I tripped and gashed the side of my head on a marble countertop when I was 11. It was not a fun day.

I left the bathroom and noticed that by the door there were some yard and farm tools. An axe, hoe, scythe, and watering can. But there also seems to be a fishing rod, and oddly enough, a pickaxe along with the tools.

"Who keeps a pickaxe around?" I laugh as I pick it up and examine it. I set it back down and walk over to my bag. I grab out an old pair of overalls that surprisingly still fit, and a green, long sleeve shirt.

"I knew these overalls would come in handy one day. Take that mom."

I put my heavy duty boots on and grab the scythe sitting by the door. I fling open the door and make my way outside.

"Where do I even begin?" I say as I take in the mess of a field. I take a step off the porch and into the long grass and start cutting away the tall grass and unidentifiable leafy plants growing out of the ground.

"This is going to take forever," I huff as I swing the scythe into the tall grass. "Don't they have lawnmowers here?"

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I feel my stomach start rumbling aggressively. I had slashed the last bit of grass and bent down for a breather. I straighten back up and admire the work I accomplished all in one day. The ground is finally visible and tillable for seeds.

"Planting seeds will definitely have to be a tomorrow job." I wipe the sweat from my forehead and walk back to the house.

I put the scythe back where I found it and decided to leave the farm to get some dinner. It is somewhere around 7 o'clock but I usually eat around 5. That explains why my stomach is losing its mind.

I begin my walk past the rundown bus that's along the short pathway into town. I decided to pick a handful of dandelions along the way. There were tons around but I picked the bunch that was the best looking. I stuff them into the pocket at the front of my overalls so the tops of them are peaking out like a small bouquet.

After walking into town, I give a few small nods to the townsfolk. I have my hands thrown casually into my overall pockets and a smile plastered on my face. I don't want to seem rude and unapproachable.

I entered the Stardrop Saloon with as much confidence as I could muster. The smile still spread across my face for the friendly appeal.

"Who do we have here?" An older lady in a tracksuit with short, curly, blonde hair shouts across the saloon. She seems absurdly drunk. "You look like a little troublemaker."

So much for the friendly appeal. How do I look like a troublemaker?

I take a glance around the Saloon before sitting down. Everybody has their eyes on me out of curiosity. I strut over the bar and take a seat somewhat near the track suit lady.

"Hey, kid. I'm just messin' with ya. The name's Pam. Don't be a jerk and we'll get along fine." The lady in the track suit says.

"Nice to meet you, Pam. The name's Danny," I introduce myself as kindly as possible.

"Well hello there! I'm Gus, chef and owner of the Stardrop Saloon. Welcome!" A man says from the other side of the counter. "You must be the granddaughter that came to town today. I have heard all about you from the townsfolk. Mayor Lewis has a set of loose lips. We don't get many new people here."

"Yeah that's me. Grandpa needs someone to take care of that ol' farm. He picked me to be that person I guess." I shrug and trace a finger along the grain of the wood countertop.

"You will love it here. I guarantee it! Everyone here is super friendly..." He kind of trails off and looks towards a group of young adults about my age in an arcade/lounge area. I follow his gaze and notice the group of 9 looking our way with very skeptical glares.

Even with us looking, minus a girl with the brightest, natural, orange bob I have seen, and a girl with glasses who seems to love purple, they didn't dare break their stares.

Actually, the girl across the arcade from the one with glasses seems to like purple just as much, maybe more since her hair is dyed purple.

But what catches my eye before I turn back to Gus, is a flash of bright blonde hair entering my view. She was late to looking over at me and had just poked her head around a burly, redhead jock she was sitting next to on a blue sofa. Her expression matched the rest of theirs, but with a bit more attitude.

Gus clears his throat and I snap out of my trance. I immediately put my attention back on Gus and continued our conversation.

"Yeah, they seem lovely. I love the sense of privacy here," I say sarcastically.

Gus lets out a booming, belly laugh and I couldn't help but chuckle as well. I turned my gaze slightly to see if the group stopped looking over, but unsurprisingly, they were still looking. If anything, Gus laughing just drew their attention back if they did turn away.

"What will you be having this fine night? We have the best beer and coffee around," Gus asks me.

"I think I will have some spaghetti if that's alright?" I reply

"Of course it's okay! Emily, make this young lady some spaghetti please!" He says to the blue haired girl behind him.

"Right away, Gus!" she replies back cheerfully.

"I will be back in a jiff with your spaghetti, why don't you go say hi to my sister and our friends over there? You seem about our age," Emily says to me before skipping into the back.

I look at Gus with wide eyes and make a face of uncertainty.

"You'll be fine. They are nice once you get to know 'em. Like I said, we haven't had anyone new here in a long time. Especially someone as young as you." Gus motions towards them as if encouraging me to go over to the arcade.

I stand up from the bar and start waltzing my way over, passing by a guy standing alone by the fireplace. I give him a friendly nod on my way by.

My footsteps seem to alert them all to look back over. I roll my sleeves up to try to cool myself down. It suddenly got really hot in here.

I throw my hands into my overall pockets and change my pace to a saunter when I get closer to the arcade. I am trying way too hard to be cool. I have never been so nervous to meet a group of people before. I am usually the outgoing one.

"Howdy," I mentally smack myself in the face. I'm already fitting the farmer stereotypes. "Emily told me I should come over here and meet you guys. My name is Danny"

"Ah, the new farmer we've all been expecting... and whose arrival has sparked many a conversation!" a guy with flawless hair announces as I approach. A few of them are hanging out right by the entrance of the arcade.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you," A girl with a dark orange braid says, "You picked a good time to move here... The spring is lovely. I'm Leah by the way."

"I see we have the same style," I reply, gesturing to her hair and outfit. We are both wearing green with our hair done up in a braid. Except mine is disheveled and full of twigs and leaves.

Leah giggles. "I think you pull it off better than I do. The overalls make it so much better," she says, genuinely. If I was in the city, that would have been a sarcastic joke.

Leah gestures to the guy next to her. The one with the flawless hair who announced my approach.

"I'm Elliott... I live in the little cabin by the beach. It's a pleasure to meet you." He extends his hand towards me. We shake each other's hands in greeting. "Firm grip you've got there. I think you'll do great on the farm."

The girl with the bright orange bob, and the girl with glasses pipe up next.

"I'm Maru," The one with glasses says, "I've been looking forward to meeting you! You know, with a small town like this, a new face can really alter the community dynamic. It's exciting! This is Penny."

"Oh... Hello! I'm Penny..." the girl with the orange bob says shyly. She was unaware that Maru was going to put her on the spot like that.

"It's really nice to meet you guys," I tell them.

"I see you have a nice bouquet there in your pocket?" Maru points out.

"Ah right. I picked them on my way here," I pulled one out of the pocket and handed one to both Maru and Penny.

"Thanks," Maru politely takes the dandelion from my hand.

"Thank you!" Penny exclaims

I turn back to Elliot and Leah and hand them each a dandelion as well.

"I totally forgot these were in my pocket until Maru pointed it out. You guys want one?" I ask.

"No thank you. I am not a huge fan of dandelions." Elliot politely declines.

"This is a really nice gift! Thank you!" Leah says. "They aren't the prettiest flowers, but the leaves make a good salad."

I shove the rest of the dandelions back to the front pocket for the next few people I have yet to meet. Hopefully I have enough for all of them.

I walk over to the two boys playing pool in the centre of the room with the purple haired girl watching from the sidelines. They pause their game and look over at me when I approach. They exchange a glance between the three of them and decide to introduce themselves.

The blonde guy with a mullet decides to speak up first.

"Hey, I'm Sam. Good to meet you," he says as he extends his hand. I shake it politely and turn to the other two. He points to the girl with purple hair, "that's Abigail," then he points to the guy wearing all black sporting a gloomy expression, "and that's Sebastian."

"Yeah I thought I heard someone new was moving onto that old farm," Abigail begins, "It's kind of a shame, really. I always enjoyed exploring those overgrown fields by myself."

"Out of all the places you could have lived, you chose Pelican Town?" Sebastian questioned.

"I mean... free house and I get to live on my own..." I say unsurely, "Someone has to look after that old house."

"I accidentally brought some gifts if you guys want one." I reach into my pocket and try to hand them dandelions.

"You brought us presents? Thanks," Abigail says enthusiastically. I can already sense a weird dynamic from the three of them.

"Hmm... this is...interesting," Sam says.

Sebastian just takes one and doesn't say anything. I wasn't expecting much from him.

I decided to greet the final two on the couch before I returned to my seat at the bar. The burly, redhead jock and the girl with bright blonde hair that caught my eye. They are still sitting on the couch at the back. They seem awfully cozy together.

"Hey guys. Sorry to bother you two. Didn't want to leave ya out," I extend my hand as an invite for either one of them to take.

"Oh, hey. So you're the new guy, huh?" the jock asks as he leans forward on the couch to take my hand. I nod my head in response. "Cool. I'm Alex. I'll see you around." He gives me a nod and leans back on the couch. He puts his arms obnoxiously around the back of the couch and looks at the blonde next to him. I continue to hold out my hand for her.

"Oh... YOU'RE the new farmer girl?... I'm Haley," she takes a slight pause to look me up and down before continuing on, "Hmm... If it weren't for those horrendous clothes you might actually be pretty... Actually, nevermind."

I open my mouth to say something back in retaliation. I quickly decide against it and retract my hand.

Reaching into the front pocket of my overalls, I grab out some dandelions. Though, they don't seem like the kind of people to take one.

"Thanks!" Alex says, surprising me as he takes one.

"Ugh that's such a stupid gift," Haley says while crossing her arms. Her bright blue eyes flick up to look at me through her lashes. She radiates with sass and spoiled brat.

I watch her look me up and down again, but this time it doesn't feel judgy. I can't pin what that look was about but it made me feel weird. She must've also sensed the uncomfortable aura that has entered the room because she quickly looked at the wall next to her on the couch.

Taking that as a sign to leave, I nod my head in farewell to Alex. He nods his head back respectfully.

What a weird group of people, I say in my head as I walk back to the bar to get my spaghetti. As long as it felt like I was over there for, I was only there for about 30 minutes. Emily had just finished making the spaghetti when I got back.

I slump onto the bar stool and sigh as she slides the spaghetti in front of me.

"How'd it go? Were they friendly?" Emily laughs.

"Most of them. Except Haley. She's quite the feisty one."

"Yup. That's my sister for ya," she replies.

I stare at her in disbelief with a mouth full of spaghetti.

"THAT'S your sister?" I exclaim, "But you are so nice!"

"Yup. Polar opposites me and her. We get that alot."

I reach into my pocket and pull out Haley's dandelion she declined.

"This was supposed to be for Haley, but she clearly hates dandelions. I should have guessed.

"Thanks!" Emily smiles and takes it from my hand. She tucks it away into her pocket while walking away.

I look back at my food and continue to scarf it down. Slipping glances back over to the group here and there.

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