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mostlybarnes · 3 years

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It’s My Party, You’re Not Invited [Part Three]

Summary: Bucky did what he had to do, and you’re growing tired of his games.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Angst, drunk!reader (mentioned), smidgen of jealous!bucky, language.

Words: 1,021

Author’s Notes: Well, this starts off with Bucky’s sides of things. We finally learn what the party was really about. I found it a little challenging to interpret his reasoning because as I mentioned in an ask, what he did was kinda inexcusable so I hope it flows well and get ready for some drama and action in part four on Wednesday!

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Bucky had no idea what to do as he stared at the hole in the wall. He thought he could keep this whole situation under control, he was informed you would be on a mission, away from the compound and safe. He wasn’t expecting you to be relaxing in your room on the night of the undercover party. Inviting you would have been impossible because of the risks involved, and for their plans to work they had to invite an enemy from your past and Bucky wasn’t prepared to put you through hell since it took you a very long time to get away from him.

One of your ex boyfriends showed up as planned, shield had kept a close tab on him since he got on their radar for selling dangerous weapons on behalf of Hydra. Tony had made sure he received an invitation to the undercover party where Nat would take over to interrogate him over a couple of drinks. It worked, as the idiot gave her one of the key locations that they could now infiltrate on an upcoming mission.

Your ex boyfriend’s connection to Hydra made Bucky act like your protector. He thought he was doing what was best for you, but he ended up hurting you and he hated lying. He couldn’t help but feel the jealousy and frustration surge through his veins at the thought of you dancing with other guys in a bar somewhere and having a good time. Bucky just stood there, staring into the hole for hours and thinking of the best solution to fix this with his arms folded. He’s made mistakes in the past but this might be one of his biggest ones yet.

But if something was to happen to you tonight, he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself. The sound of the elevator on the other side of the hallway pulled him from his deep thoughts, but it was the sound of heels clicking against the tiled floor and someone staggering that made him turn in the direction. There you were, holding onto the walls for support as you staggered down the hallway with mascara stains down your cheeks. Bucky panicked, his immediate thought was something bad had happened and he rushed towards you with his hand out. You slapped it away and scoffed.

“Don’ pretend like y’ care now Barnes.” You slurred and staggered around him. Your ankle twisted and you yelped out in pain. You wait for the pending impact of the hard floor but it doesn’t come and instead a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around your waist to hold you steady.

“Just let me help you!” He growled and took you to your room to sit you down on the edge of the bed. “Are you okay?”

You’ve learned to hate that question, and you’re not sure if it’s because it was him asking it or just because you didn’t really know if you were okay or not. Sometimes you felt you had every right to wonder why you were excluded and other times you felt like you were being dramatic.

“S’pose, just tired.” You yawned, laying on the bed and curling up into a ball.

“Get some sleep.” Bucky watched on as you closed your eyes, he waited for your breathing to even out before he kissed your forehead and retreated back to his own room.

The next morning, you felt awful. Your head was aching so bad that it felt like someone had ran over you with their truck. You felt nauseous and not ready to face the day. You drank too much last night at the party, but you wanted to have a good time and forget about everything that had happened. And for many hours, that seemed to work in your favor.

But now you were back to reality, and you were about to face another day of humiliation and walk around with no clear answers as to why Bucky Barnes didn’t invite you to his party. You didn’t know if you could face it, but you had to because you’re not the kind of person to hide away from their problems.

You took your time getting out to bed, not wanting to make your nausea worse by moving too quickly. You grabbed some clean clothes and took a long hot shower, the tension in your muscles were relaxed and for the first time this morning, you sighed. You stayed under the water until your fingers had wrinkled up and grabbed a warm towel to wrap around yourself. It was going to be a long day, you didn’t see much point in rushing yourself.

Your main mission today was to avoid Bucky at all costs and when the afternoon came without running into him, you thought the rest of your day would be the same. You should have known better, you should have known he wouldn’t let you go one day without him making himself known to you.

“I thought you’d be relaxing.” He chuckled, taking a seat opposite you.

You folded your arms over your chest and stared past his shoulder.

“I was,” you emphasized. “Until you showed up.”

“Don’t fight me all the time, Y/N. I did what I had to do to protect you.”

“Protect me? Protect me from what?”

“It’s complicated.” You groaned at his response, and threw your hands in the air.

“I can’t keep doing this.” You sighed, standing up. Bucky blocked your path and you didn’t miss the opportunity to glare at him. The audacity of this man!

“Doing what?” He must be playing dumb, right?

“This! You keep giving me answers to the questions I’m not even asking! Just answer the one question: just tell me why you didn’t invite me!”

“I don’t know why it means so much to you, it was just a fuckin’ party!” He yelled so loud that you flinched. “He’s back, Y/N. He’s working with hydra and he was here the other night… looking for you. I did what I had to do.”

You frowned, “who is back?” Maybe now you’re playing dumb.

“Him.”

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Like What You See?

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: “Like what you see?” He asks, one eyebrow raised, lips still quirking upwards.

Now, she knows she can just say something snarky, maybe tell him not to get over his head, maybe make a joke that they’ll laugh about but somehow, she feels a little feisty. She doesn’t know if what evil thing forces her to say the next thing that slips out of her mouth, “You know I do,”

Warnings: Sweaty Jensen (that deserves a warning in itself), feelings, friends to lovers, cunnilingus, dirty talk, praise kink, fingering, semi-public sex

WC: 3858

A/N: So, this hit me in the face. Don’t blame me for it, blame him.

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[JA] Need your help

[Me] I’m working

[JA] Yeah, it’s kind of an emergency

[Me] I swear to god, Jackles, if it’s nothing important

[JA] I’m hurt. I could be dying

[Me] If you would be, you wouldn’t be texting me

[JA] Jesus, for once in your life, can you just do what I ask you to?

[Me] You didn’t ask

[JA] Look, can you drop out of work early and come over or not?

[Me] What’s in it for me?

[JA] You’ll see

[Me] I hate you

[JA] You wish you could

Fuck. He’s right. She really wishes she could hate him sometimes but no matter what, she doesn’t think she’ll ever be able to.

Y/N had been friends with Jensen since she moved to Vancouver. They actually met at the bar and she didn’t even know who he was at first. It took her an embarrassingly long time to figure out but it didn’t seem that he minded. They kept meeting up and soon a friendship bloomed, and she could tell back then that Jensen was somehow glad that he had someone to talk to outside of work. However, the last two years of their friendship, they have spent apart since she has been transferred to Toronto for work and it was actually quite hard for both of them but they managed to keep their friendship alive with occasional video calls or meetups where she would fly in or he would whenever he could steal himself away.

It came as a shock to her when he told her that he’s going to be filming for The Boys in Toronto and even though he never said that he took it just to be close to her, she sometimes wished that it was the case. Because apart from being the best friend to Jensen, she was also crushing so hard for him, and yeah, maybe it would be better if he wasn’t here because then she wouldn’t have to deal with her stupid feelings all the time. They have too good of a dynamic in their friendship and she really doesn’t want to jeopardize it by coming on to him. Besides, Jensen could have anyone, why should he even have feelings for her. She’s not moving in the same social circle, and to be frank, he’s way out of her league.

She debates with herself about leaving work. Jensen must be really desperate to want her to get off work early for whatever it was. He knows about her work ethic and how serious she takes it, and maybe that’s why she finds herself packing her bag.

When she walks down the hall and waits by the elevator, she shoots him another text.

[Me] This better be good. I want a large pizza for dinner.

[JA] That wouldn’t be fair because I can’t have pizza

[Me] Good. Then you can watch me eat it and suffer

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Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean enlisted in the hopes to help secure enough money for Sam to be able to go to college. Of course he didn’t tell Sam. Why would he? Sam would understand, right? Turns out, Sam didn’t get it, and is giving Dean the silent treatment for over a year. In Dean’s desperation to reconnect with Sam, Dean reaches out to his brother’s best friend. Little does he know that the hurricane named Y/N will turn out to be the reason he wants to stay alive and go back home for.

Series Warnings: Slow build, slow burn, mention of violence, illness, minor character death, discovering hope, discovering feelings, a journey of reconciliation, a journey of rekindling friendships, friends to lovers, sweet fluff too, eventual smut.

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Suggestions on how to improve fanfic writing:

I was talking with @angelfishofthelord recently (not that recent, time is a concept that escapes our collective grasp) and I jokingly suggested that I make this post. I am in the middle of an insomnia night, so. Here be us.

Characters use the same nicknames and phrases inside their head as speaking. This doesn’t necessarily mean they’re sharing the humor they’re speaking. I.g.: For SPN, I see a lot of people write Dean as a little careless in his POVs, because that’s just how he portrays himself, but Dean, I think, while having a dark sense of humor, isn’t actually very funny in his head. Same goes for MCU and Tony Stark. Funny characters does not always equal happy head space. :)

Nicknames--this used to bother me to no end, because nicknames were never something in my family, and people shortening down the names felt wrong. But you nickname what you love. If someone has given a nickname (and not in mockery) to a character, chances are, they call them that in their head. Like in MCU Clint calling Natasha "Nat", or SPN Dean and Sam calling Cas "Cas" however, with that said, unless the nickname is self chosen, most people will use their full name when narrating. Castiel, Natasha, etc.

Headcanons! This is going to sound a little backwards, but headcanons have always helped me sort between characters. I know that some fic authors are very against headcanons, but to me, you HAVE to make these characters and their world your own, at least a little. You need to understand how their brain functions, and headcanons are a wonderful, wonderful way to do that. So long as you can conceivably fit them into canon, I think you’re good. One of the ones I have about SPN Cas is that he doesn’t actually give off body heat, so he’s constantly room temperature. It’s a detail for people that’s not Cas’s POV to notice. So getting some headcanons like that will help differentiate between POVs because it’s different things for characters to acknowledge.

Mimic writing that you admire. (And ask yourself WHY you like it) I really, really love the way that TFW/avengers team is portrayed in some stories, in others, I’m like “meh.” Write to please yourself, first and foremost, on how to read these characters thoughts. Those who agree with you will flock to be your audience, and they’re who matter.

Language/word choice is really important for POV change. Again, people talk like how they think.

POV change? Treat the character whose POV it is like they are THE most important person in existence. Their reactions get a front seat. Their five senses are your concern. What they notice about a character may not be true, but it's what they notice. They are human, not omniscient, ergo, they'll get things wrong. Even if the story is written with a completely different character in mind, this character is still the most important. POV's time to think, talk, panic, angst, express, etc. That chapter was about how they felt. That’s why sometimes, even if I really do want them to talk or something, a character might think “please don’t say xyz” because THEY don’t want that, and how I feel as an author isn’t relevant here. Remembering that they’re human, and need time to process/react to things is huge.

Practice, practice, practice. It does get easier with time, and effort. I promise. All of you would laugh at my first few weeks of diving into fandoms. That stuff is garbage.

Conscious stream of thought is generally the best way to engage readers, and the most enjoyable. This is how we immerse ourselves into the story. We become a part of it because we follow their thinking. It is always ideal to start where you are the most comfortable, whether that's 3rd omniscient, 2nd person, etc, but, in my opinion, you don't get that true "click" with the characters until you've conscious stream of thought them.

Research. Lots of research. Don't know how long battieres could last in 2002? Look it up. Don't know how to do stitches? Google it. Try to avoid making things up.

Look guys. Everyone understands that you are most likely NOT a doctor or have any semblance of a medical degree. This is fiction. Research what you can, and move forward carefully or vague it out with the rest. The worst that can happen is someone correcting information you got wrong.

Please, please, please stay within the range of human limitation. (Or whatever creature/being you are writing for) You can't lose more than five pints of blood. You CAN die from pain. Infection spreads quickly. I'm sorry. I just. Have read so many fics from newbie writers who push their characters past extremes that is almost impossible. You want to hurt them that bad, break a bone or something. Just. Please try to be realistic. (Don't misunderstand here, I love me some well-done whump.)

Again with the "you are not a professional thing." Those diagnosed with mental illnesses know that you may not be writing from true experience. This is okay. But please, please do not avoid using any words or phrases common with the illness as you try to "vaguely" write it. The more authentic you are, the less likely you will offend someone. Look. I would be so frustrated if someone tried to write about an ED and just... Avoided words like "starve" "binge" and "hungry" because they didn't want to trigger me. Like. Sweeties, I appreciate the thought, I do, but it's more frustrating that you can't even SAY it than actually putting it into your writing. So. Please just. If you're going to write about a mental illness, do so with the intent to WRITE it, not skirt around the bush.

With that, if you are not diagnosed with the mental illness your writing for (or suspect that you have some form of it) that's okay! Google symptoms to get a basic idea, and search for first hand accounts. People's experience is a lot different than the definition. For example, some of the most hilarious people I know are severally depressed, and Google will just tell you they are sad.

Write write and write. You are building a skill. You have to practice that skill frequently.

Do not be afraid to ask for feedback. Betas are wonderful. Asking for advice is wonderful. Being too shy and afraid of criticism for asking for help is perfectly okay. (Hello fellow traveler)

If your search history doesn't have you being watched by government organizations in the next few months, you aren't researching enough. ;)

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Do not give everything away. Stop answering questions. We keep reading because we have unanswered questions. Anticipation = good. Knowing everything at once: bad.

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Not a native English speaker? Cool. Natives would love to help you learn their language. :) English grammar sucks.

Analogies should make sense. They should flow smoothly into the writing. If they pop out, you've lost the attention of your writers.

please, please don't glorify rape, racism, homophobia, mental illness shaming/glorification, abuse, sexism, and other crappy things. Thanks. People came for a story, not to get their souls crushed.

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You’d met Sam on an accidental hunt. He saved you from a rather handsy vampire that just couldn’t seem to leave you alone. Sam patched you up and let you sleep in his motel room while he went and killed the rest of the nest. He and his brother had hit a rough patch and they were separated for the moment. You’d stumbled upon his hunting journal when trying to find some food, and despite some inner voice that was supposed to be your conscience, you ignored it in favor of your curiosity and read the journal. The two of you were inseparable ever since.

Now Bucky had been on a mission when you met. He didn’t know he was about to go fight a bunch of werewolves, but You and Sam knew, and darn if there weren’t stars in your eyes at meeting an avenger. You managed to pull his butt out of the fire as Sam discreetly took care of the wolves. Bucky went home, after getting your number, man was he flirty, and was none the wiser that you and your best friend fought the supernatural creepy crawlies.

fast forward to today, you live in the avengers compound, doing missions after one Nick Fury found out the hunter secret, demanding You and Sam under surveillance. At first Bucky had avoided you, but a little convincing of Steve and teasing from Tony and he started talking to you again. Your boys formed an uneasy alliance, wanting to keep you in both of their lives.

You entered the Avengers compound, ready to see your two best friends after a long mission. You were exhausted and Nat hadn’t helped by her near incessant teasing about your boys. You were about to enter the kitchen, when you heard the tail end of a conversation.

“I think we should let her make that decision for herself” Sam proclaimed, not bothering in keeping his voice down. “Y/n is a big girl, she can make her own choices”

at this, you entered the kitchen, leaning against the door as Bucky huffed out a reply. “and what is it that I’m deciding exactly?” you questioned loudly.

Sam and Bucky spun around, both looking stunned. “when did you get here?” Bucky sputtered.

“just a few minutes ago, but what are you guys arguing about?” You replied folding your arms across your chest.

Both boys blushed, now looking anywhere but at you. “It’s nothing Y/n” Sam assured. shooting a look at Bucky, who nodded in agreement.

“well that’s not suspicious” you narrowed your eyes, folding your arms across your chest. “spill” you glanced between the boys but they refused to say anything.

Tony entered the room, pausing when he saw the stiff silence. “well this isn’t weird” he looked between you and your boys, and then continued toward the coffee maker.

“really, It’s not anything to worry about” Bucky stated, ignoring the scoff from Steve who read his newspaper quietly on the couch.

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over the next to weeks you noticed the increased competitiveness of your boys whether it was helping you find research first or brining you a smoothie after your work. Nat would give you knowing grins when you asked her if she knew what was happening, and Steve would roll his eyes at his childhood friend’s antics.

frustrated, you managed to sit the two down, demanding what was going on, but neither budged, and you knew they wouldn’t because one was in the cage with Lucifer at one point and the other was a master assassin. You weren’t finding out unless they either wanted you to or unless you figured it out on your own.

One day, you had returned to your room, intending on face planting onto your mattress and passing out. however your carefully crafted plans were dashed when you saw Sam sitting on your bed, for all the world looking like a kicked puppy.

“hey, what happened?” you sat down beside him, now more worried when he didn’t turn to face you. “Sam, tell me what’s wrong”

Sam’s eyes teared up and he messed with is fingers as they sat folded in his lap. “it’s dean. He uh, while he was hunting, one of the monsters got him”

“oh, Sam” you pulled him into a hug. “I’m so sorry”

“I should have been there” Sam’s voice cracked.

you pulled back, taking Sam’s face in your hands. “it’s not your fault Sam, you hear me. there isn’t anything you can do.”

he shook his head, guilt marring his features. “I followed my heart, and now I’ve lost the only family I have left”

“no Sam, you haven’t lost everyone” you assured.

He stared at his lap, his brow furrowed in thought. “I love you”

“I love you too” You shifted.

Sam lifted his head, reaching out to grab your hand “No, I mean, I love you” shocked for a moment, you opened your mouth, but Sam spoke before you could. “I know it’s stupid, but you are so strong and brave and I followed you when you asked if I wanted to co-”

leaning forward, you kissed him, cutting him off from his rambling. It was softer than you thought would come from a rough hunter, but it was sweet. You pulled back, leaning your forehead on his. “I love you too Sam”

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22 notes • Posted 2021-06-08 23:59:50 GMT

I was reading through my journal, looking at old entries about how I felt when I was suicidal (note that I was, not currently), it sucks to feel that way. I made it, although some people don’t win that battle, it doesn’t make them weak or any less of a person. They did their best until they couldn’t take it anymore. It’s a hard decision to make, and I implore the people who know those who are struggling to not make it about you. The whole ‘think about the people you will leave behind’ thing is crappy and it only makes the person feel worse. Instead of criticizing, maybe listen to them, make them feel seen. I’m aware I’m a small blog, but it needed to be said. I’m available to anyone who wants a non judgemental ear to listen, I’m almost always on my phone, and you won’t be a burden if you message me.

23 notes • Posted 2021-06-08 07:03:32 GMT

Hi, may I request a fluff.. Reader meets Kai Parker for the first time but doesn't judge him and when asked she says that she's dated ppl like Damon and Kol in the past and Kai seemed like her type (instead of the usual "i like to make my own judgement" line) which amuses him? tysm

You love me?

Kai Parker x Reader, past Damon x Reader

Warnings: none

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You stepped out of the Salvatore mansion, impatiently waiting for the two people you were trapped in the prison world with, Your ex-boyfriend and a witch that hated your guts. “hurry up!” You called from the doorway “or I’ll leave without you”

“Then do it” Damon shouted back. You rolled your eyes, beginning your trek toward the grocery store.

This place used to contain Kai Parker, but Damon had assured me that he had personally taken care of the sociopath himself, the three of you were safe, but unable to escape the prison world.

You entered the grocery store, browsing the shelves for the things that you might need. You were about to turn the corner when you heard the crunch of a chip bag.

“Now you come?” you spoke, expecting Damon, but that wasn’t who was there. instead it was a man who immediately smirked at the sight of you.

“well I would have come a lot sooner if I knew someone like you was walking around” He smirked, giving you a small wave before going back to eating his chips.

“who are you?” You quirked eyebrow.

“Name’s Kai, what about you?” he stepped forward curiously.

“Y/n L/n” You replied, your chin raised.

...oO0Oo...

over the next few months, Bonnie worked tirelessly on an escape, but the two were still unaware that You were dating a foe they thought dead. Kai had explained his side of the story to you, and you couldn’t help but take your boyfriend’s side.

You were gathering materials for Bonnie’s latest experiment with Damon in a small herbal shop in town. Damon had grumbled about witches as he headed toward the Mystic Grill to get something to drink.

suddenly hands settled on your waist, startling you slightly as you spun around, only to find Kai right behind you. “what are you doing here, Damon is gonna be back any minute” he shrugged, leaning in to kiss you, but you put your hand against his chest, pushing him back slightly, but you ignored his pout. “I’m serious Kai, he’s gonna kill you”

“not unless I kill him first” he grinned. “I’m not afraid of a vampire” he leaned in, this time successful in capturing your lips.

“Kai” you groaned, pushing him back once more “I just got you, I don’t want to lose you”

he sighed, his head falling back dramatically. “fine fine, I’ll leave” he pecked your lips one last time before sauntering toward the door.

however, Damon chose that exact moment to come back and check on you. The moment he caught sight of Kai, he vamped forward, slamming him against one of the walls in the shop.

“Damon!” You rushed forward, trying to separate the two when you reached them.

“He’s tried to kill me Y/n” Damon defended.

“I love him Damon” You shouted, causing all three of you to freeze.

“You what?!” Damon turned his angry gaze onto you. while he was distracted, neither of you noticed the soft red glow emanating from Kai’s hands.

“They said they loved me” Kai glared at Damon, then the vampire was suddenly thrown across the room, crashing into the glass shelves.

You hurriedly grabbed your boyfriend’s hand, pulling him out of the store and rushing down the street. The two of you didn’t stop until you were far enough away that Damon couldn’t hear you.

Kai lead you into an alleyway, grinning mischievously as he caught his breath along with you. “You said you loved me” he teased.

You felt your cheeks heat up, ducking slightly. Kai gently grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes again.

“why? you know the bad I’ve done” his eyes searched yours, almost looking vulnerable as he waited for your answer.

“Because I love you the way you are. I wasn’t dating you for your charming manners” You reached up, taking the hand that was against your face.

His eyes softened, a small laugh escaping his lips. “I love you too” he leaned his forehead against yours.

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40 notes • Posted 2021-06-10 03:11:58 GMT

Deal

Happy Marvel Monday everybody!

warnings: some manipulation, None

past Biker!Bucky x Female!Reader

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You took a deep breath before entering the familiar bar. It hadn’t changed one bit in the ten years you’d been gone, this was the last place on Earth you wanted to be, but if you wanted to get married to your fiancé, you had to bury your past once and for all, because you knew that if Bucky found out, He’d kill them before you could ever get a word out.

You approached the bar where Steve was standing, drying a glass with a bar rag. “hey Stevie” you greeted, leaning against the wooden counter.

Steve’s head shot up faster than you could blink, a smile overtaking his features. “Y/N” he grinned. “long time no see”

“wish I could say it was a pleasure, but I’m not here to stay. He in his office?” You sighed, adjusting your purse slightly. Steve nodded and you thanked him quietly before heading down the small hallway toward the room you knew all too well. Without knocking, you barged in, shutting the door behind you as Bucky finished up his call the moment he saw you.

“Y/N, never thought I’d ever see you again”

“shut it James, I know you’ve been looking for me since the day I left.”

“and you have been hiding your tracks well” he narrowed his eyes at you.

“I learned from the best.” You scoffed, digging through your purse before dropping a file folder on his desk. “sign it”

He leaned back in his chair, picking up the folder and reading it for a moment before tossing it into the garbage bin beside him. “No”

“c’mon James, you cant actually want to still be married to me do you? I mean our marriage was practically a sham”

Hurt briefly flashed in his eyes before they hardened. “nothin’ is gonna change my mind darlin’. It’s ‘till death do us part.

“we’ve been separated for nearly a decade, just let me go already.”

Bucky’s eyes narrowed once again. “what did you think was gonna happen here sweetheart? that after searching for you for ten years that I’d just sign some papers so you can go get married to some lawyer?’

The blood drained from your face. “how did you-?”

“I said you hid your tracks well, I didn’t say I didn’t know where you were.”

“then why didn’t yo-”

“I wanted you to come back on your own, and here you are. If at the end of two weeks here, you can look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t love me anymore, I’ll sign your papers, but if you can’t, then you come back to me. Deal?”

sighing, you knew it was too easy to get to him and you mentally berated yourself for falling into his trap. “Deal”

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75 notes • Posted 2021-07-12 06:50:46 GMT

Could I ask for a one-shot of Elijah discovering that the reader is pregnant with his baby?! Pretty please^-^

By the way, I love your writing♡ you really do get the characters

P.s.: English is not my mother language, so I apologize for any mistake I may have committed:)

Hey I got you!

A baby?

Elijah x fem!reader

Warnings: none

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You stared curiously at your belly in the mirror, You noticed the weight gain, the odd stares you’d gotten from Klaus and Rebecca, although they never said a word. Elijah had grown more distant than ever, You just didn’t know what was happening. No matter how many times you counted your calories in the last few months, you just could never seem to lose that weight.

Had Elijah lost interest in you because you were gaining weight?

You dropped your shirt as your boyfriend entered the room, having grown increasingly self-conscious every time Elijah or one of his siblings would stare unabashed at your stomach.

“Hi” you greeted quietly, even though you knew he heard you. Elijah crossed the room, picking up one his suit jacket, most likely he’d forgotten it in his rush to leave before you got up. “Elijah please talk to me” you pleaded. “what did I do wrong?”

He didn’t say anything, didn’t even look at you as he left your shared bedroom. You bit your lip, hurt welling up inside. You followed your boyfriend’s footsteps, shoving your sadness down.

Elijah was no where to be seen when you entered the family dining room. Rebekah sat at the table sipping blood. It had never really bothered you before that they did, but now the thought of it made you sick to your stomach.

“Morning Bekah” you greeted, sitting down beside her and trying your best to not inhale the smell of her drink.

“Morning” she replied back disinterestedly.

“Have I done something wrong?” you blurted before you could stop yourself, frustrated with the Mikaelson siblings’ behavior.

Rebekah’s gaze snapped to yours, surprise on her features. “You know what you’ve done” she rolled her eyes, turning back to the magazine she’d been flipping through.

“No Bekah, I don’t.” You snapped back, your emotions getting the better of you. You took a deep breath, calming yourself. “please, just tell me”

“Well that little baby in your tum might say differently” She narrowed her eyes at you.

“wha- baby?” You gaped. “I’m not pregnant, it’s not possible” You argued.

“apparently not as impossible as you thought” Rebekah rolled her eyes.

“I thought vampires couldn’t procreate” Your brow furrowed in thought.

“they can’t, with the exception of Klaus, which means you’ve been with someone else” Rebekah stated, gathering her magazine as a servant came in to collect her dirty dishes.

“I haven’t” You promised. “listen to my heart Bekah”

“save your lies Y/n, you might be able to trick Elijah, but you can’t fool me” She stood up, stomping off in a way only Rebekah Mikaelson could muster.

You stood to follow, but thought better of it, she wasn’t the person you needed to talk to. As you walked to the library, somewhere Elijah went when he was upset, you put a hand on your belly. You were pregnant? You were gonna have a baby? Excitement bubbled in your stomach. You’d always wanted to have kids but dating a vampire kind of dashed all your dreams, but you loved your Mikaelson, and couldn’t trade him for anything.

Knocking on the library door frame, you entered and sat on the coffee table in front of him. “I know you heard our conversation in the dining room” You gently pulled the book out of his hands. “I need you to believe me ‘lijah, I would never do that to you” You took his hands in your own.

“then explain how it happened” Elijah’s eyes flicked up to your own, heartbreak and hurt swirling in his normally warm eyes. “because I can’t seem to figure it out”

“maybe we could find a witch, see if they can figure it out, because I swear to you, I didn’t cheat” You brought Elijah’s hands closer to your face.

“I want to believe you Elskan” he brought his hand out of yours and caressed your cheek. “I’ll entertain it for the time being”

...oO0Oo...

In the New Orleans cemetery, Elijah walked beside you, but the distance felt too great for your liking.

“Your kind isn’t welcomed here” an accented voice spoke from behind you and Elijah. The two of you spun around, facing the new comer.

“we’ve come to ask assistance” Elijah spread his arms out in open surrender, although he did step in front of you protectively, a small flicker of hope rose up within you at the action.

“How am I pregnant?” You called out from behind the original.

The witch tilted her head, a patronizing smile gracing her lips. “did your parents not give you the talk when you were young?” she smirked. “when two adults -” she began, only to be cut off by Vincent, who walked in front of her.

“Elijah, I thought I made it clear where I stayed and where the Mikaelson’s stayed. This is a direct violation of our truce.” The of the witch covens frowned at your boyfriend.

“I’m aware” Elijah put his hands in his pockets, seemingly at ease. “however, it seems that Y/n has overcome the impossible. She’s pregnant, but claims she hasn’t been with anyone else. Now the only other option would be witchcraft”

“look Elijah, it seems like you and your girlfriend have some issues to work out, that’s not something you need to drag the witches into” Vincent glanced at the gathering crowd.

“hey!” You called out to the man. “I don’t know what happened, but I’ve been faithful to Elijah, so some witch has done something, and I want to know what” you demanded, crossing your arms.

“what’s going on?” Davina Claire stepped into the circle, dragging Kol behind her, his witch body glancing around nervously.

“I’m pregnant” you huffed, restating that fact again.

“it worked then?” Kol stood up, gathering up his usual suave demeanor.

“what worked?” Elijah narrowed his eyes at his younger brother.

“Y/n was the only one that was kind to me, so I granted her one wish while I was still regent” Davina explained.

You blinked, shocked at the turn of events. “and you didn’t think to tell me?”

“We were, but we got a little sidetracked with other issues” Kol gestured to himself.

“The baby is mine?” Elijah processed the words, turning toward you. “I’m going to be a father?” the grin that decorated his face made your heart flutter. He stepped forward, taking your face in his hands. “Elskan, I’m sorry for how I treated you” he apologized, leaning his forehead against yours. “I’ll spend every moment making it up to you” he pulled back, his eyes alight with joy.

you couldn’t help but smile back, happy to once again be in your boyfriend’s arms.

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136 notes • Posted 2021-06-09 06:06:12 GMT

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