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Yeah, I watch Cursed for the plot.
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Lucas Blackblood x Raven Carter
18+ and / or 21+
Romance, Blood, Gore, Swearing, Smut
Original Story and Characters
DO NOT steal my characters or their bios.
Word Count: N/A
A Story of two Vampires who saved each other. A tale of two creatures of the night destined to be together. I’m sickness and in blood, til death do them apart.
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Chapter One
~Flashback~
Raven was in her car, getting ready to leave the party that had just abruptly ended. She started up her car, and headed towards the I-75 ramp. She had a long drive ahead of her. She drove for three hours back into the outskirts of New York. Little did she know, fate had a funny way of showing her what life was. Because, moments after exiting the ramp, she would be hit on in a collision caused by a drunk driver. On impact, she was thrown from her car, and landed twenty feet from her vehicle.
As this was happening, Lucas, a vampire, who’d been in the area, heard the crash, and could smell a human dying out. He was on the scene within seconds where he found a beautiful brunette woman laying in a pool of her own blood. He leaned down, feeling for a pulse. It was weak. She was dying and he knew it. He found the drunk driver trying to escape. Lucas grabbed the man, and snapped his neck, killing him instantly.
He found himself near the girl again, this time, slitting his wrist, and letting her drink from him. Moments after she latched onto him arm, she whispered, “Who are you?” Then passed out. Lucas lifted her up off the ground as sirens could be heard wailing in the distance. He made a getaway after grabbing her belongings and fleeing the scene with his newly turned newborn.
Lucas placed her lifeless body into a coffin in his home, closing it. He placed a rose on top. Now, all he had to do was wait for her to awaken.
50 years later,
Raven danced with Lucas at their engagement party. Her hair flowing down her back. Her beautiful dark eyes glistening under the lights. Even though she had no memory of her human family or her last life, she could say one thing. She did have a family. Lucas and his family were her family now. And she couldn’t be more happier. After they danced, Lucas took her to feed. They’d ran through the woods, hunting animals to feed from. Laughing as the wind blew her hair around. Lucas chuckled at her excitement. He stopped dead in his tracks. “Rae! Get over here! Now!” He ordered her. She came to his side, clutching his arm. “You smell that?” He whispered. “Hunters.” She said quietly. “Do as I tell you. Go, get away from here. I’ll keep them busy until I know you’re safe.”
“But Lucas-“ She started.
“No! No buts. Now go!” He ordered her again. This time, she obeyed and fled the forest. As she was running, she tripped a wire and was caught. Hanging by her feet, she let out a sharp scream.
But those screams would soon fade. When she awoke, she was chained up by her wrists in a standing position. She heard voices. “Lucas!” She cried out.
“Ah, she’s awake.” One hunter spoke, walking into the room. His hands trailed the girl’s body, stopping just above her breasts. She flinched. “Don’t fucking touch me!” She spat.
“Ooh, fiesty. I like her.” He laughed, stroking her ass. “Perfect little thing aren’t you?”
“Enough with the games, let’s torture her.” Another spoke, walking in. Her eyes widened in surprise. Her brother. Her human brother. But something told her he didn’t remember her. Then again, her family thought she’d died in the wreck seeing that her body had never been found.
Her screams echoed off the walls as they proceeded to torture her for what seemed like hours.
Lucas found her not long after, tearing apart the hunters. One by one, until they told him where she was at. He heard her screams when he approached the cabins. Anger took over him as he kicked the door in, snapping their necks as they came at him.
He kicked the door down, as the blonde hunter turned on his heels. Eyes widened in fear. “Please-“ he begged as he screamed but a angry Lucas cut his throat out with his fangs. Cutting off any sound that came out of the poor bastard.
Raven hung her head down, blood dripping down the sides of her face. Her dress torn to shreds. Lucas cupped her face. She jerked back, “No! Please-“
“Hey, baby, it’s me. It’s Lucas.” He whispered, breaking the chains, and catching her as she fell against him.
“L-Lucas?” Her eyes wide with surprise. “You found me.”
“I always do, love.” He smiled, and carried her out. He set her down outside the cabin, and then torched the place after he put all the bodies inside.
Lucas carried her home, and got her cleaned up. He stripped the torn dress off her, until she was naked in front of him. Then he proceeded to clean her wounds, despite her protests.
“You, my darling, are strong, beautiful, independent, but are as stubborn as a mule.” He chuckled. He pushed strands of hair out of her face. He chose a very revealing dress to put her in.
“I love this.” She felt the dress. Lucas smiled. “I’m glad you do. Because after the night you’ve had, I think we should do something to get our minds off of the events of tonight. Hmmm?” He pulled the dress over her bare body, zipping it up. He wrapped his arms around her, the two smiling.
Later that week, Lucas had dragged Rae into a darkly, yet somewhat lit room. It had everything he needed for her. “On your knees, darling.” He ordered her.
She smiled and did as she was told. She got down on her knees, looking up at him. He looked down at her as he grabbed both of her hands, and handcuffed her. He stood her up, placed her over the bed, and leaned over her. “Who’s my good girl?” He whispered, unzipping his pants.
“I am, daddy.” She purred like a kitten. She felt his hands travel up her dress as he pulled her silk panties down her legs, and tossed them aside, then he spread her legs open. She bit her bottom lip.
He gripped her hips, as he braved himself. She felt his cock against her thighs as he loved inside her. A small moan escaped her lips. “Oh god, Lucas!” She mumbled, as he began to thrust inside her. He gripped her hips, thrusting deeper and deeper inside of her. “Oh fuck!” He moaned.
He unzipped her dress after removing the cuffs, tossing the dress aside while still inside her. He undid her bra with one hand, letting it fall to the floor. He loved the sounds that she made.
“Ride me, babygirl.” He ordered her. She straddled his lap as she was told, and wrapped her arms around his neck as she slid down onto his considerable length. “Oooh.” She moaned as she began to rise him. He grunted as she moved up and down. He placed his hands on her hips as she moved.
Matter a long day of passionate love making, the two, the sun finally started to set, and the two were laid up in bed, under the blankets, asleep in each other’s arms.
Lucas was the first to awaken. Watching the love of his life and his fiancé, sleeping so peacefully after he made love to her. It was the first time in awhile since he saw her sleep so peacefully. She’d been suffering from nightmares and he’d been there to comfort her. But now, the dreams had died down some. She seemed more relaxed. More at peace.
To be continued……..
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Buck: He died of natural causes.
Eddie: You pushed him off the roof.
Buck: Yeah, gravity, it’s natural.
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Peter Quill:
“You stupid raccoon!”
Rockett:
“Don’t call me a raccoon!”
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Dean Winchester’s Playlist
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I’m back! I’ve been dealing with personal issues but I have returned. Also have a new fandom to add to my work. New Fic coming soon!
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It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
Cannot believe it's been two years now! Holy shit.
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Open RP
Feel free to join as Bucky
🚫🔞NO SMUT, NO MINORS🚫🔞
Trigger Warning: mentions of torture, kidnapping, violence, blood, needles
Genre: fluff, angst, healing
Muse: Zaehlyn Thorne
Ship: Bucky Barnes
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The Falcon and the Winter Soldier
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"When the Whole World is Watching,
I'd Still Dance With You"
Zaehlyn had been on a mission to find the serum that Bucky and Sam had told her about. But then the mission went south and she'd gotten herself captured by Russians. She found herself chained up in a warehouse just on the outskirts of New York City. She had managed to send an SOS to Bucky just beforehand. "Where's the serum?" She said bluntly. "I know you fuckers know where it's at and who's recreating it." She yelled, trying to break the chains.
Zemo waltzed right in, a shit eating grin plastered on his face. "Of course we do not know. How bold of you to assume we do." He walked up to her, petting her as if she were a dog. She jerked her face away only for him to grab her face and look at him. "Bucky will hurt you if you touch me." She spat.
"Don't be so naive. Bucky can't find you. And if he can't find you, well, we have plenty of time to do some experiments of our own." Zemo chuckled, motioning to the guards. "What- What are you crazy?!" She screamed. She felt the burning of the needle as it was injected into her arm. She gasped. The coolness of the serum rushing through her veins. Her eyes widening. "You son of a b-" Then the room started to swirl and everything went dark.
When she came around, she was strapped to a cold, metal table in another room. Her eyes had barely fluttered open when she felt a sharp pain, causing her to cry out in agony. Meanwhile, Sam got the SOS. "Bucky! Abort mission! Now! Zaeh just sent out an SOS!" Sam yelled into his earpiece, opening up his wings. They'd been meeting with some people hoping they'd talk about where Karlie was. But nobody wanted to talk.
#open rp#the falcon and the winter soldier#bucky barnes x my oc#third person pov#multi para rp#literate writer
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Bucky Barnes Edits
#bucky barnes#edits#icons#sebastian stan#bucky edit#james bucky barnes#the falcon and the winter soldier#captain america civil war#captain america the winter soldier
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The Falcon and Winter Soldier OC
𝗕𝗶𝗼 / 𝗕𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱
☾❥🖤 🖤❥☽
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𝗙𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗲;
Cassidee Carter
𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲/𝘀/;
Cas, Cassie, Dark Huntress |Formerly|
𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵;
10/21/1906
𝗕𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲;
Moscow, Russia
𝗛𝗼𝗺𝗲;
New York City
𝗔𝗴𝗲;
104
𝗛𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁;
5"7
𝗛𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿;
Brunette
𝗘𝘆𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿;
Grey
𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘀;
Super Soldier
𝗣𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻;
Blonde hair, Grey eyes
Scars and Tattoos
𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿;
Hydro / Greek
𝗠𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿;
Unknown / Russian
𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 / 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀:
mind control, weather manipulation, energy manipulation, heightened senses, speed, strength, healing, precognition, teleportation, Levitation, telepathy, telekinesis
𝗕𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱;
Cassidee was born in Starlight labs, in Moscow, Russia. She was used as an experiment for a serum called Project X. She was turned into a killer. A strong force known as The Dark Huntress. She was tortured, experimented on, trained brutally, and was held in captivity for 100 years before she made her escape. She has metal in her head, wires and a chip to track her movement. She's had her memory wiped clean over and over again. Now, at 104, she's young, and reckless. She lives amongst the people of New York City. She uses her powers for good. She saves people from bad guys. She is kind, protective, loveable, sarcastic, and moody. She is no longer The Dark Huntress.
#oc#the falcon and the winter soldier#captain america the winter soldier#captain america civil war#new oc#marvel#marvel oc
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You: Hypothetically speaking, what would happen if I were to you know, stick a fork in the microwave?
Bucky: What did you do, Y/N?
You: I didn't do anything! It was a hypothetical question.
Steve: It would blow up the place wherever you stuck-
*a loud boom erupts followed by the sound of the smoke alarm*
Bucky: *gasps* You didn't-
You: *grins* Oops. I did it again.
Steve: *rushes to put the fire out* How in the hell did you manage to sneak a fork past us?
You: Long story.
Bucky: That's my girl.
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How is everyone doing? It's been awhile since I've been on here. Just checking in on friends and mutals.
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Irresistible You
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Summary: Gingerbread houses are sweet, but kisses shared with Bucky are always sweeter.
Word Count: 1k
This is based on the following prompt from this Christmas alphabet list.
K: Kiss (How do they react to a kiss? Flustered? Happy? Surprised?)
A/N: This is for you @honeybunchesofbucky. I know you didn't request this letter specifically, but I saw your ask and decided to whip something up. Rather than doing the whole alphabet in one take, I figured people could send in whatever letter they wanted. So... surprise! I hope you like it!
Your laughter was the first thing Bucky heard upon arriving home. It made escaping the outside chill warmer than it would have been had he been met with silence. There were still a few snowflakes melting into the short strands of his chestnut hair. They had begun to fall during his drive back from downtown. Which was a surprise, given snow hadn’t been forecasted—a pleasant surprise. After hanging his jacket in the coat closet, he placed a steadying hand on the wall as he toed-off his boots.
He eventually found you in the kitchen. There was a gingerbread house sitting on the island, and you were hunched over it as you added more colorful gumdrops to icing-lined the roof. Another laugh slipped past your lips, and that's when he realized that your phone was propped up on the fruit bowl and Wanda’s voice was emitting from it.
Before moving into a place with Bucky, she was your roommate. The two of you talked often. Upon noticing him enter the room, you smiled and motioned for him to come over. When he did, you wrapped an arm around his waist and pointed to the house.
“Like it so far?”
“Mhm. Looks nice, babydoll.” He gave you a squeeze. Then he waved at Wanda, who was wrapped in a blanket and ushering pieces of popcorn into her mouth. “You look comfortable," he noted.
“Very,” she assured.
Bucky grabbed a couple gumdrops from the pile sitting on a paper towel, and popped them into his mouth. You did the same, humming at the sweetness.
“So what have you ladies been in here laughing about, hmm?”
Wanda bit back a smile and shrugged.
“Nothing...” Your answer came out more like a question than you intended.
He raised his brows. “Keepin’ secrets, are we?” A squeak rose up your throat when he pinched your side. And he did it again for good measure, relishing the way you curled into him.
“Okay, enough.” You grabbed his wrist in a loose hold. “Wanda, I’ll call you back sometime tomorrow, okay?”
She chuckled and ran a hand through her long hair. “Alright. A three hour video call has probably been long enough for today anyways. Don’t forget what I told you about this weekend.” She pointed a finger.
The two of you were going Christmas shopping for Bucky and Vision. That was the secret. And as you'd been brainstorming stores to stop by, you couldn’t help but laugh as she began sharing the quirky hobbies Vision had begun to take an interest in. You even shared a few things to her about Bucky. It made for harmless fun; the two of you loved your boys almost more than life itself.
“I won’t. Talk to you later.” After she said goodbye, you ended the call.
Bucky’s lips curled into a smile when you gave him a pointed look. It wasn’t too harsh, just steady enough to warn him against trying to press for any further information. “If you wanna do something, wash your hands so you can help me finish decorating the house.” A laugh shook his chest as he moved to the sink.
“How was everyone?” You asked, tone softer.
He’d gone out for drinks with a few of his friends. “Good,” he said over the sound of the running water. “Sam and Steve asked about you. And Nat told me about a new outdoor ice rink. It’s near the city plaza. We can go check it out whenever you feel up for it. I know you like that kinda stuff.”
When he walked back over to you, you cupped his cheeks and guided him into a slow kiss. It made every hint of tension dissolve from his body, and even you felt lighter than before. His strong hands gripped your hips, and he released a disgruntled sound when he felt you began to pull away. You let him chase your lips and land a couple more pecks, but then you patted his chest as a signal to let up.
“I promise I’ll be all yours later. I really wanna finish this gingerbread house,” you told him.
He watched you start placing a new row of candy along the roof. “You can’t kiss me like that and expect to not be the only thing on my mind now.” He repositioned himself to stand behind you, and you didn’t have the strength to tell him to stop as he wrapped his arms around your waist. Perhaps a part of you really didn’t want him to. “And on top of that you’re keeping secrets.” There was no bite to those words. Only a hint of playfulness that resided under the attractive timbre of his voice.
“You’ll find out what they are on the twenty-fifth,” you said.
“Okay.” He seemed satisfied with that answer. “But m’still not gonna be able to focus on a gingerbread house anymore.” He lowered his head and pressed a kiss to the side of your neck. A shiver made you drop the piece of candy in your grasp. “C’mon,” he murmured against the shell of your ear.
Your entire body grew warm as you leaned back into him. For a moment you were quiet. Then you heaved a sigh. “Why is it so freaking hard to resist you?”
That earned a chuckle. “You tell me.”
In a swift motion, you turned around and pressed your lips to his. It felt like little stars were forming within you only to burst seconds later, leaving you with a buzz that felt close to magic. His lips were slightly chapped from having been out in the cold, and they were gentle and calculated in a way that made them all the more intoxicating.
Bucky pulled back just enough to speak. “You sure you wanna abandon the gingerbread house now?” You could hear the note of teasing. He went on to place impossibly light kisses to your cheeks to the point where you couldn’t even think of what to say. Undoubtedly, he'd turned the tables on you. “Hmm?”
“Yes,” you finally breathed. “I’m sure. Just stop talking and kiss me.”
And so he did.
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Bucky Barnes Edit
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Admin here. I'm returned from another hiatus. New content coming soon, lovelies. As well as a new Fandom that I've come to love.
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Anyone write for The Boys? I’m ready to RP again.
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