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mylovelymarvel · 6 years

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Paint My Sins Away (Part 6)

Pairing: au!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Chapter Summary: Time for a fun outing to the Stark Tower (soulmate au where what you write on your skin appears on your soulmate’s skin)

Warnings: swearing and some secondhand embarrassment?

Word Count: 2k

a/n: hmm i hate writers block. this is my last stocked part of this series and I’m trying really hard to write pt 7. i have another fic in the works though that’s just about finished so that’ll be posted some time soon. I love you guys!

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The loading screen of PS I Love You plays quietly in the background. They’re drowning in blankets when she wakes up, curled around Ash on the couch. It’s just past dawn and the sun barely breaks the horizon, rising ever so slowly as its lovely tendrils of warmth crawl into her apartment. It’s far too early to be awake, but still she stirs, blearily blinking open her eyes.

Sleep still makes its home in her bones, pulls her down back into the pleasant confines of the sofa, but she slips away from her friend and tucks the blanket around Ash’s shoulders.

***

The smell of bacon fills the as she flips another pancake. The movie plays softly in the living room, just muffling the sizzling of the grease.

“...finding someone you love, and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soulmate is an even better feeling. A soulmate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what…”

With an almost unnoticeable tremor, she slides two pancakes onto a porcelain plate and settles bacon besides them. She can hear Ash stirring, a muffled groan floating up from amongst the blankets and cushions.

“Hello, sleepy head,” she hums, switching off the stove. “I made breakfast.”

“I smell bacon and I am in love.”

Her laugh echoes off the tile and it’s like the room brightens with it.

“Better hurry up or I’ll eat it all,” she warns, a teasing and sing songy note in her voice.

Ash is up within seconds, swaying precariously for a few moments before she rushes to grab her plate. She’s quick to shovel the food in.

“So,” she mumbles through a mouth full of pancake. “I usually head into the office around nine and it’s currently-” she checks her watch “-7:45. Do you want to shower first, or shall I?”

“Ah.” She glances around the kitchen and living room. “You go first Ash, I’ll tidy up.”

“You sure?”

She nods, already gathering the dishes. “Shoo.”

“Alrighty,” Ash laughs. “I’ll be out in twenty minutes.”

***

The walk to the Tower is over faster than they anticipate.

“And then this fuckbucket says- oof!” Her sentence is cut off rather abruptly as she collides with something warm and solid. An arm automatically wraps around her waist as she’s knocked backwards.

“Oh, shit, are you okay?” His fingers slip off her hips when he’s sure she’s steady, and she finds herself almost missing that contact. What the fuck.

Her gaze flickers around, touching on the broad, jacket covered shoulders, the leather glove on his left hand, and the cargo pants that are tucked into black work boots, before darting up and freezing. Any words dry in her mouth as she blinks once, twice, three times. She sucks in a breath.

“Um, uh, yeah, yes, I’m-I’m fine, are you okay? I ran right into you, I’m sorry, I, um,” she stumbles along, red beginning to tinge her cheeks. “You’re um, you’re-”

“The Winter Soldier, I know,” he grimaces, eyes tightening.

“-James Barnes,” she breathes, admiration coiling itself around her words. “You’re um…” She swallows. “Wow.”

He blinks, recoiling slightly as his brows raise up. She’s quick to notice, mistaking his movement for discomfort and pulls away.

“Sorry, sorry,” she mumbles, flicking her eyes towards Ash. She watches the two, cocking an eyebrow up and she grins. His reply comes three beats too slow.

“Uh, yeah, I’m…” His confusion is evident. “...James Barnes?”

He looks away for a moment and catches sight of Ash, and although they’ve talked for a grand total of four times, he’s grateful for the familiar face. His eyes dart between her and the stunned, awestruck? woman in front of him for a few moments.

“Y/n,” Ash laughs, grabbing her arm and pulling out of the way. “You’re drooling.”

A small squeak escapes from her lips and she teeters away. There’s a small smile that pulls at his mouth, and although he’s entirely bewildered, he can feel the beginning of a laugh.

“Um, shit, I’m-I’m-” She stops and sucks in a deep breath, shooting Ash a dirty look. “I’m sorry James. I’m just, uh, just a big fan.”

His eyes widen and he can’t help his sharp inhale. A tingle dances along his spine and he shivers, shuddering beneath the layers he has on. The silence grows between them.

This interaction is going on far too long for a simple run-in and there’s an abhorrent sort of guilt that sinks in her stomach, though she can’t locate the exact source of it.

soulmatesoulmatesoulmate

“Um.” She’s incredibly nervous, and at this point, too flustered to function correctly. “Yeah, it was, it was nice to meet you!”

Even to her own ears, she sounds stupidly excited and she cringes. His brows draw down even further in confusion and he rubs his ungloved hand along his arm.

“Yeah, it was-” He squints for a moment. “-nice to meet you, too.”

“Um, yeah!” Her voice is high pitched as she whirls around, nearly bashing into Ash and practically sprints for the elevator. “Have a good day!”

She stands in front of the door, frantically smashing the button as a blush crawls down the back of her neck. Ash’s laughter rings behind her and she can hear her speaking quietly to James.

Finally, there’s a beep and the doors slide open. She rushes inside, hovering awkwardly as she tries to curl into herself.

“Ash. Come on. Let’s go,” she pleads, her voice verging on desperate. She risks a reluctant glance towards Barnes, only to find him already watching her with a peculiar expression. A faint pink dusts his cheeks.

“Ash!”

“Coming, coming,” she replies, strolling towards her with a careless edge to her walk. She’s taking her goddamn time just to taunt me.

“Later, Bucky,” Asher calls, a smile on her lips as she waves. He’s still standing by the entrance door, a hand shoved into the pocket of his cargo pants with his jacket unzipped. He gives a faint wave bak, his gaze still glued to Y/n.

“Oh my god, close close close, please can you fucking close,” she whispers to the elevator, ignoring the giggle it elicits from the blonde next to her. “Oh, thank god.”

They begin to slide shut and she leans back against the wall, her head buried in her hands.

“Oh my god, that was so embarrassing, when did I turn into such a stuttering idiot, dear god.” She glances up and through the sliver between the doors, she catches the small head tilt and smile Bucky adorns. And in that instant, he’s unguarded, his eyes alight in quiet wonderment. It feels too personal, too private and intimate, and she looks away.

Ash giggles and she snaps back to the present.

“Oh, fuck me,” she groans, shaking her head. “God, why did I freeze up so badly?”

The blonde shrugs, a laugh on her lips as she pats Y/n on the arm. “You weren’t that bad. You just, you know, totally froze up and gawked over and, you know, I could see your panties dropping from here.” A sly grin decorates her face and Y/n’s eyes dart up to her, glaring. “I didn’t know you had such a thing for our very own Bucky Barnes.”

“I don’t! He’s just, I just- I- Shut up!” She sputters, dragging her fingers down her face with a groan.”

“He was looking awfully fuzzy while he was talking to you,” she teases, nudging her with her shoulder as the elevator shifts to a stop with a mechanical hum.

“Stop, no- no he didn’t, he’s like, he’s James fucking Barnes, he- he. Aghgh.”

Nervous giggles tumble from her lips and Ash laughs along with her before she grabs her arm and pulls her upright. There’s a dull thunk as the doors start to open.

“Come on, let’s go fiddle with Tony’s gadgets.” She waggles her eyebrows and tugs Y/n along. Red still tinges the tips of her ears and her brows are drawn down, but she obliges with a roll of her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah, okay, let’s go.”

***

Nanobats crawl across her arm, twining around to form a strange sort of second skin when the one and only Tony Stark strolls through a door. He has a hologrammed clipboard in hand and although he’s clad in jeans and a T-shirt over a longsleeve, he looks as stylish as ever.

He stops for a moment when he notices the girls, pausing midstep. Y/n is frozen as the bots continue their journey up her arm. She stares at Stark, eyes wide as she slowly lowers her hand, guilt laden on her face. Uh oh, am I allowed to be playing with this?

“Hey, girls,” he smiles, continuing over to them. “What brings you to the lab, Ash? You’re usually in the one upstairs.”

“Hey, Tony,” Asher chirps, waving her fingers as she glances up.”I’m just here showing my friend the tech. I told you about her the other day, remember?”

He walks over to an LED display, the clipboard disappearing as he flicks his finger against the hologram. Tony quirks an eyebrow at the still silent Y/n. Her eyes are cast down as she tries to discreetly wipe away the nanobots, scraping at the rapidly rising edge.

“Yeah. yeah, I remember. Y/n, right?” He checks, his gaze darting from the women to his screen. Her head whips up again, and he wants to laugh at the deer in headlights look she has plastered on.

“Um, yeah, yes sir, it’s Y/n,” she stammers, offering her uncovered hand. “You’re Tony Stark.”

“The one and only,” he replies, shaking her hand as he grins.

“Me and Ash were just leaving though, weren’t we?” She stresses, trying to motion discreetly with her head, staring pointedly at Ash. “It’s nearly lunch and we wouldn’t want to be in his hair, would we?”

“Nonsense.” He waves his hand, stepping over in front of Y/n. “You girls don’t have to leave.”

He holds his hand out to her, raising an eyebrow when she hesitates. At his touch the nanobots begin to dissolve, sliding back into a small capsule in the bracelet around her wrist. A relieved sigh falls from her lips.

He continues, “However, it is lunchtime and you girls need to eat. There’s a fully stocked kitchen on floor seven, if you wanna go up. There’s like three fridges up there, so I’m sure you can find something.”

“Three?” Ash laughs, shaking her head.

He cocks an eyebrow, turning back to the LED display. “I have to feed a whole team. On top of it, damned super soldiers eat everything. The Capsicle himself empties one of the fridges on a weekly basis. I’m this close to making him get his own groceries.”

This pulls a laugh from the both of them as Y/n wipes her sweaty palms against her pants. Ash and her share a look.

“Well, Mr. Stark, it was, uh, really good to meet you.” She slides the bracelet off and sets back onto its stand.

“Just call me Tony, Y/n. Mr. Stark makes me feel even older,” he says over his shoulder. “Now, shoo. Go eat.”

“We’re going, we’re going. I’ll see you later, Tony.” With a little hop in her step, she pulls Y/n with her, heading for the elevator. “I’ve got the access, right?”

“Yup, yup. Now shoo, time to go.”

There’s a shlunk as the doors open and they step inside. “Toodle-oo,”

“So, where are we going for food?”

Ash turns to her and tilts her head with a laugh. “We’re going upstairs.”

“What, why?”

The elevator shifts. “Uh, why wouldn’t we? Did you not just hear what Tony said? Come on, you’re never one to say no to free food.”

“Well, I just, I don’t know, I don’t want to be a bother, I don’t wanna overstep.” She shrugs and she’s met with an eyeroll.

“Dude, he literally offered and there’s three fridges. It’s not like we’re gonna put them out of food.” The doors open and they walk into the lounge.

“Okay, okay, fine, let’s go,” she concedes, glancing away from the fancy elevator display.

“Hello, hello,” someone calls from the far side of the room and she looks up, catching sight of the man tucked into a chair by the window. “Who’s this?”

thank you to the lovely @peter-parkerman for this moodboard

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afuerterosa · 4 years

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Behave? I’m not a dog!

Lita:

•There were few things that could hold me in place and prevent me from simply manifesting myself someplace else to avoid danger. As I struggled against the bands binding my hands, I cursed under my breath at the stinging, not only from the edges biting into my skin, but the frequent electrical jolts it sent through my bones courtesy of the fire in the underworld with which they were forged. This was the exact reason why I had avoided my duties for so long when I was younger. My mother had cautioned me that there were those who hunted us. While we worked to restore balance, extinguishing evil that cost the universe the soul of an innocent, they worked to extinguish us. Their ultimate goal to tip the scales fully on the side of the wicked. My anger quickly faded into a combination of pure terror and sadness as I realized this was probably exactly the way both my mother and grandmother had spent their final days. My heart was practically pounding out of my chest as I imagined the different ways they would probably torture me until I finally broke and begged them to finish the job and put me out of my misery. As a lone tear slipped down my cheek those familiar heavy footfalls sounded again. Instinctively my hand attempted to shoot up and wipe the evidence away only to hiss at another electrical shock. I managed to collect myself by the time the door creaked open, sitting up taller, squaring my shoulders, and swiping my tongue over my swollen lip. The taste of iron and salt making my stomach roll, but maintaining my poker face as I glared angrily into eyes of pure evil. He had masked himself to look like the human I knew him as again. Most likely to taunt me, remind me of how foolish I had been. My frustration with myself must’ve shone through for a second because his eyes lit up with glee and he let out that sickening laugh that made my skin crawl. I still couldn’t believe that this was happening. When I finally stepped up to my duties, I had made sure to learn from the mistakes of both my mother and grandmother. Not once did I mix business with pleasure. Sure, it made things a little more difficult when I didn’t bed my targets. But I always liked a good challenge. And up until now, it had helped me keep my head clear. I had recognized the signs of a trick long before they caught me. Perhaps that’s where I went wrong. I had begun to think I was invincible. After avoiding this fate so many times, I was sure I had cracked the code and couldn’t be fooled. His fingers wrapped around my chin, squeezing painfully and forcing me to focus on him, effectively pulling me from my thoughts. And as he leaned in closer, my eyes widened. Their saliva alone was like acid to my kind. Suddenly his oddly “gentlmanly” way of not trying to shove his tongue down my throat before made far more sense. One hint of that sting and I would’ve been gone. But now, he had no reason to hide what he was. I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped me when his tongue shot out, coating the split in my lip with his revolting drool and causing my mouth to feel like it was melting from my face. My hands fisted as I tried to get on top of the pain. He had yet to get me to let out more than a whimper here or there and I knew it was pissing him off. That thought alone helped me to gain the strength to lift my eyes to his again with a smirk. His fury was evident even before his hand connected with the side of my face so hard my vision blurred.

Oh, how I wished he would hit me hard enough to knock me out. Then I could finally find peace deep within my memories. I could travel back in time to the only place that had felt like home. We had moved so often throughout my life. Every time my mother slipped up and made someone suspicious it was time to start over again someplace else far away. But there was one place that we stayed for a whole three years. And that was the place where I found friends and even my first love. My mother had warned me to not get attached to anyone, but I had. And even though the way it ended broke my heart, I didn’t regret it. Especially now when it was the only thing keeping me strong through distraction. Another slap across my face had me biting my lip. Something I quickly regretted as the poison from his lick entered my mouth more making the most painful dental procedure seem like a cake walk. But it was his words about my mother that had me losing control. My voice was wild as I screamed• Bastardo! Cuando sea libre te acabare! •With that, I spat at his feet. While my saliva did nothing to harm him, he still jumped out of the way before reeling his fist back and landing blow after blow in a fit of rage. The pain was excruciating, but welcome. And after a while my vision finally darkened and I was whisked away to my place of comfort•

Asher:

{I loved my duty. I had been a powerful king in my human life. But that was nothing compared to the power and worship I received now. Only one stood above me and he rarely bothered me. Over the years it was my approval that most began to seek. And it was me who they reported to with most things. So, it was not uncommon for Croesus to appear at my side, eyes sparkling with excitement to share his latest discoveries. I barely paid him any attention as I watched my bidding being done in front of me until his final sentence. “Alas, I must inform you that your pet is in danger.” I furrowed my brow at the mention of my pet. My eyes trailed over the curvy blond lounging on the blood red chaise a few feet away. “No, sir. Not her.” Now, my eyes whipped over to him, the intensity of my stare causing him to shrink back briefly before pointing toward the sky. A tick started in my jaw as I continued to stare at him, gesturing impatiently with my hand. He cleared his throat before continuing, “It appears as though she has been captured. And I, I, well, it has not gone unnoticed that you have developed a fondness for her. So I thought you should know.” With a nod he turned on his heel and began to scurry from the room. Only pausing when my mind finally caught up with what he had said and I had called out} I have fondness for none. It’ll do you well to remember that. {I might have scolded him on how unconvincing his concession was before he slipped from the room, but I was too distracted by the news. I didn’t like the word fondness. Fondness meant weakness. But perhaps I had a very, very small fondness for her. Only because her mother had impressed me with her fire. And she was the spitting image of her in both looks and temperament. While I had seen her mother’s demise coming eventually, I was surprised to learn @AFuerteRosa had been captured. I had watched her since her mother’s passing. And she had managed to escape trap after trap. Curiosity was burning within me on how they had finally managed to capture her. Deciding this was something I needed to see for myself I wasted no time in apparating to the room where I was able to locate her essence. The sweet scent of her blood was the first to hit me before my eyes focused on the scene before me. Her body was crumpled in an uncomfortable looking position with her dark hair draped around her face. A quick scan of the room revealed that she had been left alone, and I squatted down in front of her. My hand reaching out to brush her hair back and examine the damage. Her face, while unrecognizable due to the swelling and blood, wore a mask of stubbornness even in unconsciousness. I let out a low chuckle and shook my head. She had indeed inherited her mother’s spirit. Behind me I heard the door being pushed open followed by a sound of surprise} Alec. I should have known. {He stood a little taller, clearly proud of his achievement. Normally, I would have praised him for a job well done. However, at this point all I could think of was punishment. Not for her. For him. His smile began to falter as he took in my harsh demeanor. When he opened his mouth to speak, I already knew what would come of it so I raised my hand to silence him} Leave us. {His expression became incredulous and he opened his mouth once more to argue. My eyes flashed and with a flick of my hand he was thrown from the room and the door was sealed shut behind him. When I turned back toward @AFuerteRosa I was met with wide dark eyes}

Lita:

•One minute I was happily engulfed in a beach memory with mi amor and all our friends. The next I was being startled awake by a deep voice I didn’t recognize. The authority behind @OmnipotentAsher’s two word, “Leave us,” had me snapping my head up. And I cringed at the way my brain sloshed in my head. Slowly reopening my eyes and forcing them to focus I was met with the back of a tall man with brown waves cascading down his back. I wracked my mind trying to figure out who he was only to jump at the loud boom of the door slamming. When he turned around, his eyes seemed to glow with power that slowly extinguished and gave way to a hazel that I was unsure was less intimidating. I braced myself when he squatted in front of me sure that a blow from him was going to be far worse than what I had been through up until this point•

Asher:

{Gentleness wasn’t my strong suit. But the way @AFuerteRosa’s body stiffened when I squatted once more told me that I was going to have to figure it out quickly. I tentatively hovered my hand over the strap that held her arm down} If I release this, will you behave?

Lita:

•Behave? All fear left my body and was replaced by a sizzling anger. I jerked my body, pulling at the straps, and ignoring the shot of electric pain as I growled out• Que loco? Behave? I am not a dog!

Asher:

{I knew I’d chosen the wrong words the second her eyes changed from fear to fury. And all I could do was chuckle at her obstinance} I am not here to hurt you. I knew your mother. {I paused raising my brow when I saw her temper flare again. Clearly she misunderstood} Listen, woman. I said I’m not here to hurt you. {The humph of annoyance she let out had me chuckling again as I waved my hand causing the strap to fall open. I left the other bound momentarily. A decision that proved to be wise when her hand flew toward my face. Catching it before it could connect, I gave a warning squeeze to her wrist} As I stated, I am not here to hurt you. But if you continue to fight me, I will be left with no choice but to leave you.

Lita:

•I stared at @OmnipotentAsher in disbelief when he caught my hand. It probably would’ve been smarter to wait until he had freed me completely before lashing out, but I didn’t like his tone. And I was sick of being toyed with by these demonios. We sat in a silent stare down while I tried to decide if I should trust him or not. With resignation I relaxed my arm. Either he was telling the truth or this was a new sick game. I hadn’t decided. But it wasn’t like I had much to lose• Fine.

Asher:

{I saw the decision in @AFuerteRosa’s eyes before she spoke. But I waited until she did before waving my hand again, causing the rest of the restraints to fall open. I stood, backing up a few steps so that she could stand on her own. I had watched her from afar for years. But this was the first time I had been this close. The resemblance to Carmelita was uncanny and it tugged at the deep recesses of my heart that had been disappointed when she had finally been struck down. It had been a shame to see such a fire extinguished}

Lita:

•Everything ached when I finally stood. And as I took my time stretching various body parts and keeping my eyes trained on @OmnipotentAsher a new plan formulated in my mind. I wasn’t entirely positive I had the strength to manifest myself home. Or that he wouldn’t follow. But I wasn’t going down without a fight. As soon as he reached his hand toward me I faded from the room with a smile of relief that it worked•

Asher:

{I wasn’t surprised when @AFuerteRosa disappeared once she was free. I would have been more surprised if she had stuck around and allowed me to play out the rest of this Knight in Shining Armor bullshit. With one last look around the room and a sigh at the realization that word of my actions had probably already spread, I apparated myself back to my throne below}

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