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The Massage (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: Despite the ache in his thigh, Bucky has been avoiding the new massage therapist for quite some time now.

Note: Okay, so due to an unnecessarily hot gif (and I mean unnecessarily hot), the original post with this story was unfortunately put in tumblr jail last night. This is a repost of that story. Please help me by spreading this fic even if you've already reblogged the original. I'd appreciate it immensely ❤️

Warnings: Smut, smut, and purely smut - with a plot! Pining, teasing, edging, Bucky is highly stimulated from his massage. Slight age kink and with a fluffy ending.

Words: 6.1K

For five months, Bucky has avoided coming here like the plague. He has made up excuses, hid in his bedroom, tried ordering all sorts of remedies online, and has even resorted to massaging the aching thigh himself, but of course Sam - the rat - had eventually had enough of his moaning and complaining, and had told on Bucky first chance he got.

Bucky knows that his annoyance towards Sam is uncalled for - that his thigh has become a nuisance, a reliability that is keeping him from performing as well in the field as he used to, but even though he has long since realised that the strain in the muscle will feel a lot better after just a few rounds of professional massage, he's still been praying every night for it to go away on its own just to avoid finding himself in exactly the situation he's in now: visiting the in-house massage therapist who also happens to have his heart beating a little faster every time she smiles at him. You.

He knows there's no way out, that he eventually has to knock on the door in front of him and step inside your office, but his heart is racing like crazy in his chest and the jump from the window right next to him might not result in a particularly comfortable landing but it will definitely be more comfortable than the hell he surely will release upon himself when he feels your touch. It's a professional setting and the things he wants to do to you are fucking far from professional! He shouldn't even be having these thoughts; you're friends - colleagues even - and he's so much older than you. It's... creepy.

"It's just an hour, it's just an hour," he closes his eyes and breathes hard, hopes it's enough to calm himself down and forget about all the wonderful self-relief sessions he's had with you painted on the back of his eyelids. "- you can behave yourself for one hour..." he sighs and reluctantly releases the tense muscles of his right arm so the closed fist falls forwards and hits the door in front of him with a bang much louder than intended.

For a second, everything goes quiet.

He hopes it's because you have forgotten all about the appointment Sam fixed between you a few days prior, but then he hears shuffling on the other side of the wall, and it doesn't take long before the door with your name written on it swings open and reveals your bright smile that immediately warms up his abdomen.

"Bucky!" you exclaim happily and make room for him in the doorway, "come on in!"

"Thanks..." he mumbles more grumpily than intended and steps inside the dimly lit room that smells like flowers, warm citrus and that massage oil that has made your fingers more softer-looking than anything he's ever set his eyes on before. It's a setup for failure.

"I'm so happy you're here! I was wondering when you'd finally stop by," you chirp happily from behind him and even though he can hear the question in your voice, he's not about to answer why he hasn't sought your help sooner. "Sam tells me you pulled a muscle in your groin a couple of months back."

"Yeah," he clears his throat and avoids looking you directly in the eye, "it's no big deal, it'll heal..."

"I kinda figured you'd say something like that," you happily tilt your head to the side and search his face, "why don't you strip down to your underwear and I'll take a look at what I can do to help you."

Oh doll, you can do so much to help me! He clears his throat and bites back the unwelcome thought as he quickly pulls off his shirt and jeans.

"Okay, so tell me," you smile at him when he sits down on the massage bed and spreads his legs out to the sides so you have easier access to the affected area. "- exactly where is the pain located?"

Ready to get this whole ordeal done and over with, he quickly points to the area on his inner thigh that feels as if someone's plunging a knife deep into the tissue every time he takes a step forwards. "Right here - but it's really not a big deal. You don't have to do this."

"It's my job," you chuckle sweetly before you direct your gaze down to the area surrounding his groin.

Immediately, Bucky can feel his face grow hot as your beautiful eyes visually inspect the skin right below the hem of his boxer shorts, and he has to keep himself from instinctively closing his legs shut in silent embarrassment.

"Hmm, you do look a bit tense..." you scrunch up your nose in concentration and the warmth in his stomach deepens. You're way too cute for your own good. " - I think I'd like to start off by loosing up the muscles around your hipbone. Could you turn around and lie down on your stomach please?" you ask and look up into his eyes with a cute little gaze. He's never had you this up close before and it's definitely doing something bad to him.

"Yep," he croaks and immediately turns around so his burning face meets the hole in the mattress below him.

He can hear you squeeze out a gentle amount of massage oil from a tube next to the bed and you heat it up by rubbing it between your hands while he with closed fists and hypervigilant senses braces himself for the inevitable touch.

"Alright, Barnes. I'm gonna start touching you gently now," you say in a soft, professional tone and he cannot help but squeeze his eyes shut. "- don't worry, it'll feel good."

"Yeah," he clears his throat and desperately focuses on his jumping nerves to try and get them under control. Your words of comfort are not exactly reassuring when 'feeling good' is exactly what he's worried about...

"Here we go," you conclude in a quiet sing-song voice right before you gently put your hands on his upper thigh and start running your fingers over the tight bundle of painful muscles. It hurts at first but after just a few seconds of your fingers on his skin, he can feel the tightness slowly disappearing.

Professionally, you massage the aching tissue deeper and deeper, and Bucky feels how his jaw slowly eases up in time with the tension of his thigh. Your fingers are dancing over his lower half, squeezing the tight muscles and caressing his skin, and it doesn't take long before your warm fingers and the citrus in the air send his protective parades crumbling. Suddenly, his thigh doesn't really hurt anymore and he's so relaxed that he let's go of the tension in his shoulders too and his eyes automatically close shut without warning. A slow song is playing soothingly from somewhere in the room and while your fingers are working magic on his tissue, he feels himself disappear into it.

Your hands are slowly moving from the middle of his leg to the area right underneath the hem of his boxers, and your oily fingers suddenly slip down to his inner thigh where they warmly start kneading the skin.

You move his leg a little out to the side and briefly press in on a point near his crotch that has him soaring! Sweetheart, it feels so good, he almost groans and melts into the mattress when he suddenly feels a stray finger touch an even more sensitive area on his already burning skin. Ah fuck! He has to stop himself from whimpering as your warm palms soothe his sore muscles while the soft pad from your stray finger gently rubs and touches the sensitive spot on his gracilis muscle right where it attaches to the back of his pelvis. Shit, he feels amazing! He just wants your soft, oily hands to stay on him forever! Just wants them to rub and tug and slip further and further down between his thighs until they eventually slip inside his boxers and feel the warm, pulsing area where he really wants your touch! And if he's lucky, you might just ask him to flip around onto his back so you can climb on top of him in your cute little uniform and pull back the skin at the tip of his cock with your hands. Or your mouth. Or your glistening, tight, wet pussy. Fuck!

He hisses.

Involuntarily, and because he's so relaxed, he's accidentally managed to excite himself a little too much and now there's nothing he can do to stop it! He wants to - but oh God he can't! So when he feels the blood rush from his stomach and down to the only region he does not want it right now, he can only lie there and panic in silence.

He feels himself grow hard in time with his blurring vision and he wants to tell you to stop your motions, to let go of him and leave the room pronto, but how the hell is he supposed to do that without giving himself and his treacherous dick away? You can never know the effect you have on him! You're so sweet, and so young and innocent, and he's almost fucking forty! Fuck, he's sweating like crazy!

Blissfully unaware of the inner battle going on inside Bucky's head, you keep massaging his thigh heavenly, and even though he tries so hard to think of something else - anything else! - he can only think of the soft touch you're providing... Your hands are so warm and so oily and he's growing harder and harder by the second while your innocent fingers dance only mere inches away from his not so innocent erection.

Fuck, fuck, fuck what the fuck is he supposed to do now?

"Barnes, are you okay?" You ask him gently and slow down your movements so your hands almost come to a halt when you feel him tensing up, "- do you want me to ease up a little?"

"No, no, it's fine," he breathes and feels a fresh surge of blood streaming down to his crotch when your fingers stroke his thigh affectionately to get him to relax. As long as he stays on his front, it shouldn't be an issue. He has time to make the raging boner go away before you ask him to turn around.

"Okay, good. Let me know if you need a break," you hum and touch him gently while he thinks of baseball, of cold cups of coffee and stale crackers, of Sam's oldie slippers and the stain on the floor below him - anything to try and control the relentless erection that is pulsing and screaming and begging to be touched!

But no matter how hard he tries, his erection won't calm down. Not when you're touching him so sweetly.

"Alright Barnes," you say after a few of his panicked minutes and slowly take a step backwards. "Could you turn around for me please?"

Fuck...

He opens his eyes and fixates his gaze on the stain below him as his face heats up. "T-turn around?" he gulps and feels how his entire body suddenly seems to be impatiently pulsing along with the prominent erection.

"Yeah, I'd like to take a look at your groin now that we've loosened your muscles up a bit."

Jesus fucking Christ, he's sweating balls! How's he ever going to recover from this?

"You know what? It already feels better thanks!" he tries and hopes he sounds convincing and not too panicked.

"Yes, well you've been lying down for twenty minutes," you chuckle, "- it'll come back as soon as you start moving, trust me."

"I can always come back tomorrow if it acts up again."

"We both know you won't..."

"No, I promise. It already feels so much better!"

"Barnes, what's wrong?"

Fuck, there's truly no way out...

"Sweetheart," he clenches his eyes shut and prepares himself for your terrible reaction to what he's about to confess, "I have a bit of a - uh - a... problem..."

"A problem? What kind of problem?" you sound concerned, and if it hadn't been for the horrible situation he's in, his chest would've probably swelled with pride that you care for him.

"It's a - uhm, shit - it's a... guy's problem."

"Oh?" You become quiet for half a second and he can practically hear how the gears in your head turn until the penny suddenly drops. "Oh!" you let go of him as if you've been scorched by fire and he suddenly feels so much worse. Poor woman.

"Yep," his voice is thick and awkward, and he wishes he had jumped out the window when he still had the chance. Now he's gonna scare you away for good and it's all Sam's fault!

"Hey - hey, it's okay," you reassure him softly and put a hand down between his shoulder blades when his entire body goes rigid with shame. "Barnes, it's a perfectly normal reaction to a massage in that area! Please don't feel embarrassed about it - you're not the first client in here who's been experiencing a problem. Sometimes it just happens."

He feels a weird pang of jealousy when he thinks about how your sweet, innocent hands have made some of his male friends at the compound as raging horny as he is right now. He doesn't have the heart to tell you that it doesn't have anything to do with the massage itself and everything to do with the person who's giving it.

"Come on, just turn around for me, okay? I won't hold it against you. I know it's nothing personal."

But it is, he thinks to himself before he with a tight-lipped smile and clenched jaw turns around on the massage table. He knows you well enough to know that you won't let him go before you've looked at his thigh.

He gulps when he sees how tightly his boxers are draped over his hips and the massive erection is standing like a fucking pole vaulter in the air between you. "Jesus fuck, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," you smile professionally while looking anywhere than directly at his embarrassing vulnerability. "Maybe it's better if you sit?"

"Yeah, yeah maybe," he sighs in defeat and swings his legs over the side of the mattress as he pathetically tries to readjust himself so the erection tucked inside his grey boxers does not look as prominent as it did while lying down.

"You good?" you ask when he stops shuffling and he quickly nods in return. "Good - you wanna continue?"

Not really. "Yeah, whatever."

"Alright," you step over to him and professionally fix your gaze on his thigh, "could you spread your legs apart a little?"

"Sure," he does as he's told while clearing his throat, pretty sure that his entire face is currently a mixture between plum- and beet-coloured.

"Let me know if it's too much, okay?" you smile reassuringly and slowly reach your hands forwards.

"Mm-hmm," he clenches his jaw shut to avoid involuntary sounds when your small fingers finally touch his thigh again and you quickly resume your massage with a professional expression slapped across your face.

Carefully, you move the hem of his boxers a little upwards and squeeze out a gentle amount of massage oil into the palm of your hand before you make the mistake of looking him deep in the eye as your fingers find his skin again. The look you're sending him is giving him goosebumps and you gulp and briefly look away when he involuntarily hisses at the touch.

"Barnes, you - uh - you want a towel or something?" You ask and he can practically hear the discomfort in your voice.

More embarrassed than he's ever been, he looks down at himself and notices how the entire front of his boxers is now soaked in pre-cum. "Oh god!" He instinctively pulls his hand over to cover up the huge wet stain and feels how his ears grow impossibly warm. "Fuck, I am so, so sorry."

"It's okay," you hand him a small white towel to cover himself with.

"God, I'm so fucking embarrassed," he drops the cloth down into his groin and wishes he could disappear down into the mattress instead of facing this absolute hellish nightmare! "You must think I'm such a creep..."

"No it's alright," you smile sheepishly and start working on his thigh again, clearly feigning a professional attitude.

He sighs. He cannot believe he's doing this to you.

"Barnes don't worry, okay? I know you're a nice guy."

"Still..." he clenches his eyes shut as your small fingers find one of the sensitive spots on his inner thigh underneath the hem of his boxers and has to lock his jaw to avoid giving out a groan.

He can hear how you chuckle lightly from behind the stars that are blinking on the back of his eyelids.

"I'm glad you're amused."

"Sorry, sorry," you snigger softly, "I've just never seen you this discomposed before. I'll be quick so we can get you back to your room to take care of it," you joke to diffuse the tension.

"Yeah, thanks," he gulps and feels how yet another drop of precum leaves his leaking head when you press in on the spot again. He's so turned on he can feel his nostrils dilating, his thighs shaking, and he just wants to fucking reach inside his underwear and fuck his fist until he comes! God, this is so much worse than anything he could've ever imagined! He's going to kill Sam for this!

"Wow, you're really having a hard time," you smile a little to yourself as you steal a glance up at his pained expression.

"Give me a break, sweetheart," he groans with eyes snapped shut in embarrassment, "Your lubed-up hands are basically on my crotch and let's be honest," he gulps and slowly opens his eyes again, "- you're not exactly displeasing to look at."

Your eyes widen slightly at his confession before a proud smile tugs the corners of your mouth upwards. "What Barnes?" you chuckle proudly to yourself, "- you like the way I look?"

"Come on, don't pretend you don't notice half the guys here staring at you."

"Okay you got me there," you laugh sweetly and direct your attention back to your steady working hands, "I have noticed a few stray glances here and there - I just haven't noticed any from you, so yeah, I'm a bit surprised."

"Well, you can take this as confirmation that I like looking at you too," he awkwardly points to the throbbing erection between you. He figures it's better to discuss the elephant in the room instead of ignoring it. Maybe you can have a laugh about it later...

God, he hopes so.

"Hey, come on," you tilt your head to the side when you see his pained expression, "stop beating yourself up. It's a relaxed atmosphere in here and with the aromas and the music, I understand that some guys let go. It's completely normal."

"No, sweetheart, it's not," he sighs. "I don't know. At least not for me."

"It's not?" You chuckle while still working on his thigh.

"This has never happened before, I swear."

"So the fear of getting an accidental erection isn't the reason why you've avoided coming here?"

"No, sweetheart," he sighs and adjusts himself on the mattress, "it's not."

"So -" you bite your lower lip and fix your gaze on an undefined spot on his thigh to avoid his eye. "- if I understand you correctly; what you're basically saying is that you're hard because of, well, me?"

"Yep," he sucks in a breath of air when he feels your movements still and he braces himself for the angry rejection before he looks over at you. You're staring at him wide-eyed and doe-like with your mouth hanging a little open, not sure how to respond to his confession.

"I'm sorry," he croaks, "you must think I'm a total asshole..."

"No, no, no, not at all..." you shake your head and clear your throat while sending him a nervous glance. "I think you're quite cute, actually..."

His mind goes completely blank. He's been called many things in his life, but never that.

"...cute?"

"Yeah," you nod quietly. "I - uhm - I guess I've been having this teensy tiny crush on you so - uhm - yeah," you smile, all flustered, "- you know."

"You have a crush on me?"

"Yeah," you scrunch up your nose and lick your lips. "I mean... look at you," you gesture to nothing in particular, and he can feel his chest go all warm with pride as you look him over.

"So you're not freaked out?"

"No, no not at all," you admit with a shake of your head. "You've been driving me up the wall for ages, you know."

"I - I have?"

"Yeah..." you nod, "I've actually been hoping you'd stop by here so I'd have an excuse to, you know, touch you," you admit and now it's your turn to look embarrassed. "It's wildly unprofessional, I know."

"No, no you're good. You're being very professional about... this," he nods while pointing to his crotch. "I swear, if I wasn't so insanely attracted to you, I wouldn't be so... bothered."

"Yeah, you do look a bit flushed," you give him a crooked smile.

"I know..."

"So..." you bite your lower lip again and move in close enough for him to hear your heartbeat, to suddenly smell that you're aroused too and it's driving him absolutely insane! "...I have a crush on you," you stroke his thigh affectionately, "- and you have a crush on me."

He nods and scoots a little closer to you, careful not to scare your hand away from its close proximity to his crotch. "What are we gonna do about that?" he pants and puts a hand to your face, stroking your cheek and hoping to dear God that you'll let him kiss you.

"I don't know," you whisper and lean in close, stopping with your lips mere inches from his and with huge doe eyes staring straight at him.

"My god," he groans and runs his thumb over your cheek again, "you are beautiful," he whispers and slowly moves his face until his lips finally come into contact with yours.

The kiss starts off slowly. Bucky is careful not to pressure you into anything and simply just concentrates on the feeling of your impossibly soft lips on top of his. It's pillowy and wet, sensual and sexy and he's strung along, never wanting to let go of you.

"Peach," he whispers when your mouth strays away from his and starts moving down his jaw and throat. "Peach, you don't have to do this. Please don't feel pressured into anything just because I'm excited okay?"

"I'm excited too," you whisper and carefully place your hand on the tight bulge at the apex of his thighs so a bolt of lightening shocks through him. "- my excitement is just not as visible as yours," you place a wet kiss on top of his jugular. "You don't have to go back to your room to take care of this, you know," you bite back a smile as you stroke over his tight balls so his Adam's apple bounces uncomfortably in his throat.

"Sweetheart," he pants, not sure if this is really happening or if the sudden rush of blood to his crotch has him imagining things.

"I can help you..." you say quietly and move your palm over him so he gives out an involuntary groan.

"Doll," he sucks in some air and stutters his hips upwards, silently begging for more.

You understand his cue, and you lean in close so you can lick the shell of his ear as your fingers find their way underneath his waistband. As soon as your oily fingers come into contact with his burning skin, he can no longer hold back the moan that's been sitting on the edge of his throat for a good half hour now and he once again stutters his hips upwards when you close your fist around him and start stroking him slowly.

"Sweetheart," he groans against your skin and you give out a noticeable shudder when his hands snake under your shirt so he can caress the soft skin of your stomach. "Oh my God!" he whines and runs his nails over your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"You like this?" you whisper and tug his earlobe between your teeth.

"Fuck yes! I've been thinking about touching you since the first time I saw you."

"Yeah?" You pant against him and reach down to cup his balls with one hand while the other continuously strokes up and down his veiny shaft. "Been thinking of me all wet and naked for you?"

"Fuck," he whimpers and finds your pebbled nipples underneath your shirt and roll them between his fingers. "Yes."

"What have you been thinking about?"

"Your mouth," he breathes and pinches your nipples between his fingertips, "your slutty little mouth. All wet and tight for me."

"My mouth?" you giggle against him and gently bite down on his earlobe so he gasps loudly, "want me to make your little fantasy come true?"

"Oh god, yes doll! Please," he whimpers and you immediately drop to the floor between his open thighs, sitting on your knees and strutting your ass as you grab him by the root, rubbing his cock over your cheek and lips as he whines above you.

"Is this what you wanted?" you send him a wide-eyed look while your pink tongue finally pushes past your plump lips and lick the underside of his almost purple head.

"Fuck! Yes, yes doll! Please suck me" He hisses and feels his toes buzz when your tongue slowly runs over the slit at the tip, "ah baby!" he groans and watches how you flatten your tongue and wetly licks him all over his leaking head. "Please put me in your mouth, please!"

"I like you begging," you pant and lick him from root to tip, ending the long lap by closing your lips fully around him.

"Oh god, oh fuck," he shoots his head backwards, never looking away from the angel between his legs. Spit and precum is running down the side of his shaft and he swears, he's never felt this amazing before. He's about to explode just looking at you!

"Mmh," you hum around him, sending beautiful vibrations through his cock and all the way down to his balls.

"Look at you," he groans sinfully and notices how you clench your thighs together when he reaches forwards and strokes your cheek, "such a good girl for me, sweetheart. Are you getting all wet as you suck my cock?"

"Mmh," you nod with a muffled confirmation as your plump lips slide from base to tip and back down again.

"Ah - shit doll," he hisses while completely giving himself into you as he grabs your chin and strokes you affectionately.

"Mmh, Bucky," you whisper his name so sweetly and move your face so you can lap at his balls.

He throws his head backwards as your tongue stroke over the tight skin while your hand pumps him slowly. "Jesus fuck sweetheart," he moans and puts a finger under your chin forcing you to look back up at him. "Get up here. Now!"

Excitedly, you give him a hard suck before your let go of him with a soft pop and obediently oblige his command by climbing up on the mattress next to him.

"Mmh, look at what you're doing to me," he chuckles and leans in close so he can finally taste your lips again. Immediately, your tongue is inside his mouth and it's so wet and so warm that he grows even harder even though he didn't think it possible.

His hand snakes under your shirt again and you give out a small whine when he pulls it over your head.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted this," he pushes your breasts out of your bra and starts toying with your nipples. "It's crazy," he mumbles as he lies you down on the mattress and sucks your perky nipples between his lips, swirling his tongue around the bud.

Immediately, you arch your back and give out a sinful moan that reverberates through the dimly lit room and vibrates around his tighter than ever balls.

"Tell me what you want," he whispers against your skin and moves to the other nipple while his hand finds your panties underneath your white skirt. "God, you're already so wet for me," he whimpers and pushes his fingers underneath the hem of the soaked fabric so he can touch your warm skin.

"All for you," you arch your back and moan when he pushes two fingers inside of you, moving them rhythmically so they squelch and squeeze around your g-spot. You whimper and close your eyes, enjoying the sensations he's sending through your body, the tingle of warm flames that lick at the bottom of your spine.

"Tell me what you want, sweetheart," he repeats and licks your neck, "You deserve it."

"I want you inside of me," you moan and tug at his hair, the sensation deliciously toeing the line between pleasure and pain.

"You want me to fuck you?" He whispers and drags his teeth over your collarbone while his fingers pulsate inside of you.

"Yes!" You whine and pull at his hair again as a particularly loud moan escapes you.

"Oh sweetheart," he groans when his fingers slide out of you to the tune of a disappointed little whimper falling from your open mouth. "Don't worry, I'll fill you up," he kisses your collarbone and looks down between your sweating bodies as he lines himself up with your entrance and pushes himself half inside, giving himself a second to get used to the tightness that you provide. "Oh god," he whispers and pushes himself a little further inside, "fuck you're so sexy!"

"Fuck me, Bucky," you reach up and caress his chin as you wrap your legs around his waist, digging your heels into his ass and pushing him closer to you.

Suddenly, he's buried to the hilt. "Fuck me," he whispers and starts moving rhythmically to the sound of you squelching around him. "You are so fucking sexy!" He bites your nipples again, moving his hips slowly, sensually. "It's been so goddamn frustrating pretending that I'm not attracted to you when all I've been wanting to do is fuck you in every possible position around the compound."

"Yeah, think of what the others would say if they knew about this."

He gives out a whimper and can feel himself twitching inside of you at the thought before he starts rutting his hips faster, his hips snapping relentlessly into yours.

"You like that?" You smile naughtily and grab his ass, "you like that you're not supposed to fuck me?"

"Yes," he admits with a grunt and rolls his hips sensually, desperate for more friction.

"You like that I'm so young?" You clench tightly around him. "Wow, imagine what Sam would say! He would be so angry, you know that!"

"Fuck!" He gasps and falls forwards so his metal hand lands beside your head. He's close now, he can feel how every muscle of his body tenses up and he knows he just needs a few more snaps of his hips and he's coming - so he pulls out.

Panting relentlessly, he looks down at his throbbing dick, concentrating hard on not cumming all over the beautiful woman in front of him who's still whining and begging for his touch. "Not yet, not yet, not yet," he pants to himself and takes a deep breath before looking back at you. "Shit, you are so beautiful," he licks his lips and fixates his glance on your tiny fingers disappearing inside yourself.

Without thinking, he immediately falls to his knees on the floor beside the mattress and starts planting small, peppery kisses to the insides of your legs. You're soaking wet, moist all the way down your thighs, and he scratches his beard along the soft skin as he pushes your small fingers away, instead introducing his own digits and tongue to your swollen clit. "Mmh, baby," he mumbles against your wet skin and licks you all the way from hole to clit, giving the latter a hard suck that have you trembling above him.

You're tugging at his hair with one hand, pinching your nipples with the other as you arch your back and moan his name in time with the fingers he's thrusting in and out of you while lapping at your sex.

"Bucky, I'm so close," you whimper with eyes closed, your chest rising and falling in steady beats underneath your soaked nipples.

"Come for me," he whispers against your skin and ruts his hips into nothing while his fingers and tongue are working you expertly.

Your moans are rising in pitch and he can feel how you clench more and more around his fingers until it's so tight he's almost pushed out of you. "Bucky!" You half-moan, half-scream as you fall over the edge burying your fingers in his hair and - oh God, he's cumming too!

Without even being touched, cum is shooting out of him and pattering all over the linoleum flooring below his knees while his fingers and tongue are buried inside of you, and you pull so sweetly at his hair in desperation.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He grunts and ruts his hips into thin air as he keeps cumming even after you've released your hard grip around his hair. "Oh my god," he shoots back his head and can feel a drop of sweat trickling down his temple when he finally comes down from his high again. "Oh shit, oh fuck! Sweetheart, I - I just came all over your floor."

"It's okay," you smile blissfully and remove your fingers from his scalp, "I'll clean it up before... shit, SAM!" your sit up straight, eyes wide with horror. "Shit!" you hiss again and immediately scramble to the floor, looking at your watch and collecting your clothes from all over the room. "I have Sam coming for a massage in three minutes!"

"Not the kind of massage I just had, I hope" Bucky sniggers and quickly wipes up his cum with the towel he'd used to cover his erection.

"Don't worry, those are reserved just for you," you chuckle and pull your shirt over your head.

"I sure hope so," Bucky smiles boyishly and dresses quickly, stealing several glances over at you as you fix your makeup in the mirror in the corner. "Does - does Sam get erections when he's here?" he asks. He cannot help himself, he has to know. The thought alone has his guts squeeze uncomfortably at his insides.

"Are you kidding me? Sam sees me as a little sister, he would never!"

"Yeah, true," Bucky chuckles in relief and pulls on his shoes, "...Hey, uh, I don't know about you, but I really enjoyed this."

"Me too," you turn around and smile blissfully at him, "very much."

"You wanna - you wanna do it again?"

"Yeah," you snigger and lean your hip against the table he had you naked upon no more than a couple of minutes ago, "yeah, I wanna do this again! I think maybe fixing your thigh is gonna be a long process!"

"Yeah?" He smiles broadly at the joking expression you're wearing, "Same time tomorrow then?"

"God, yes! Can't wait," you laugh and give out a happy sigh as you cutely bite your lower lip. "Now run along before Sam comes barging in!" you chuckle, "I thought you wanted to keep this secret."

"Yeah... at least for a little while," he shrugs and feels his head go dizzy when you smile broadly at him.

"See you later, Barnes."

"See you sweetheart," he chuckles and winks at you before he's out the door.

As soon as he steps into the cold hallway, he's met by a sour looking Sam who's occupying one of the chairs outside your office, his arms crossed firmly around his chest as he angrily stares at Bucky. "How long have you been here?"

"I came ten minutes early," Sam hisses through gritted teeth and Bucky can almost see the angry fumes radiating from his friend's scalp. "- what the hell was that?"

"What?"

"Bucky, you better not be doing what I think you just did in there!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Man, what the hell is the matter with you?" Sam stands up, his angry vein already popping threateningly above his temple.

"What? You're the one who said I should go see her!"

"Yeah! For a massage!"

"I did get a massage!"

"Jesus Christ, Bucky! You're old enough to be her granddad!"

Weirdly enough, it just turns him on even more.

Tagging: @natbarnes1917 @summerofsnowflakes @randomfandompenguin @goldylions @anxietyandtacos @maggiebuchanan @justsebstan @eddiestrash @crushedbyhyperbole @buckysdollforlife @getofffmydick @fromfoolishpeopletodeadpeople @wermoewe

#bucky barnes kinktober #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #bucky kinktober #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes #needy bucky #tfatws #sebastian stan #bucky imagine #bucky x y/n #bucky x female reader #bucky x you #bucky x reader #winter soldier #kinktober 2022

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ofstarsandvibranium · 9 months

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Walls Are Crumbling: Part 2

Fandom: Bridgerton

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x F!Reader

Summary: You and Benedict announce your engagement to the rest of the Bridgerton family. They're ecstatic for you, as Benedict told you they'd be. But you still can't help but feel guilty for bringing Benedict into your mess.

A/N: oh no. i guess im gonna turn this into a mini series...

Part 1

Everyone in the sitting room cheers after you and Benedict announce your engagement. Anthony and Kate give the pair of you soft smiles and knowing looks. Of course Anthony told his wife. He could never hide anything from her.

"Well, I must say this isn't too much of a surprise," Violet Bridgerton stands from her spot and walks towards you, "We all had a feeling this was going to happen eventually."

You smile at the woman you saw as another mother, "Trust me, Violet, I'm just as surprised as you are."

Benedict gives you a nudge, silently telling you to shush. He then speaks up, "Yes, it seemed that both of us had been harboring feelings for each other for a long time. Didn't see a reason as to why we needed to prolong marriage. Therefore, in month's time, we seek to marry."

Eloise grimaces, "But that's so soon."

Benedict's hand intertwines in yours, "Well, Eloise, I've waited too long to have Y/N as mine, so the sooner we wed, the better."

"But not too soon," you pointedly say, "which is why we decided in month's time," you add, just in case someone else suggests you two marry today, like Anthony did last night.

"Did you tell your mother already, Y/N, dear?" Violet asks curiously.

You nod, "Yes, and it went as you'd expect it to."

The dowager viscountess gives you a tight lip look. She wasn't fond of your mother and how she treats you. She especially doesn't like how she viewed your friendship with Benedict as a waste.

"Second sons have nothing to offer," she's said often.

Kate approaches you, arm looping through yours, "Sorry, brother-in-law, may I steal her for a moment?"

Benedict cocks a brow at you, silently asking if you'll be okay. You nod, "I'll be back," you let go of his hand and follow Kate, whom is guiding you outside of the sitting room and into the hall. There, she asks you to tell her everything, since Anthony only gave her bits and pieces.

While you and the Viscountess talk, Anthony joins his younger brother, "Do you really think you should do this?"

Benedict looks at his brother with annoyance on his face, "If I don't, she'd be left off to her own. I can't let that happen, especially with a child on the way."

"A child that isn't even yours, brother."

He shakes his head and shrugs, "I don't care. I will love them as my own. They are part Y/N, so surely, I'd love them." He then scowls, "Lord Mattias is a coward for this."

"I'd argue that you're just as cowardly," Anthony murmurs, a hint of a smirk on his lips, "Marrying the woman you love and yet not even telling her how you feel."

Benedict scoffs, "As if I should be taking advice from you on how to handle love," he cocks a brow at his older brother, knowing the debacle between him, Kate, and Edwina.

Anthony's jaw clenches and he doesn't say another word, which leaves Benedict to chuckle. He pats his brother on the shoulder, "I'll tell her...eventually. Things are going to be chaotic for her already. I don't want to cause her any more stress. It'll be bad for her and the baby."

Anthony hums and walks away from Benedict, deciding to stand beside Colin, whom is sitting on chaise lounge chair.

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1 Month Later

You managed to have wedding dress made fairly quickly. Well, Lady Danbury definitely put in a good word for you that helped speed up the process. Your wedding, albeit not ideal, was still perfect. Although your words of love to Benedict during the ceremony were....not completely true, you still found yourself tearing up when Benedict repeated his vows to you. You thought marrying your closest friend would be weird, but throughout the duration of the month leading up to the wedding, it became less of that and more comforting.

Time and time again did Benedict reassure he wasn't going to leave you behind for the wolves, that he'd be there for you and for the baby. That you'd be well taken care of.

Post-wedding, the dinner was a bit overwhelming. So many people were congratulating you, echoing the same words everyone else had "We all knew this would happen eventually". But what exactly did that mean? Sure, a few years ago, you harbored feelings for Benedict, but did everyone see it? Benedict couldn't have seen it too, right?

"Y/N?" he squeezes your hand and you didn't even realize he was holding it.

You look up from your plate, "Hm? Sorry."

"Are you alright?"

"I-I think I'd like some air," you whisper back to him.

"Would you like me to come with you?"

You're hesitant to say yes, but your head moves before your mouth does. You're nodding and Benedict is immediately on his feet and excuses the both of you. Everyone watches the two of you exit the dining room, the chatter continues as you leave.

Benedict silently follows you to the tree that has the swings you two used to play on when you were young. once sat on one of the swings, your hand immediately going to your belly. You've been doing that a lot in these past weeks, just not in front of others beside Anthony and Benedict.

"Is something wrong?" he nods to your hand on your belly.

You shake your head, "Not with the baby, no. But I just-" you let out another deep breath, "This is all so much. I-I-" your eyes are tearing up, "I don't like that I've brought you into my mess."

Benedict kneels before you and grabs your hands into his, "Y/N, listen to me, you did not force me to do this. I offered to marry you because I care about you and I'd hate for anything bad to happen to you. You are my dearest friend. I won't let anything bad happen to you. Ever. Do you understand me?" thumbs away your tears as you nod, "Good." He stands up and kisses your head, "Do you want to go back?"

"Can we stay here for a little longer?"

"Whatever my wife wants."

"I have to get used to hearing that," you mumble as you start to slowly move yourself back and forth on the swing.

Benedict watches you with soft eyes, eventually moving himself on the swing.

#benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict bridgerton fic #benedict bridgerton imagine #fem!reader #f!reader #female reader

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nogenderbee · 1 month

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔸𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜! ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Hi, I hope you're having a good day/afternoon/night :) I'd like to ask you for some platonic headcanons (although if it's not your style it's okay to ignore it) about the demons in obey me and how they would react if MC saves them from a surprise attack by a demon hunter (whether she ends up very injured or not I leave it to your choice 😉)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hello! I love this idea honestly. But I take up to 8 characters and there's total of 9 demons in OM! that I write for so I removed Lucifer and did the other demons because they're getting too little love </3 Hope you won't mind this little change and still like it!

Also I really hope I did platonic for everyone- I might've got ahead of myself and automatically did fluff for some so... lemme know if that happened!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic, TW: mentions of reader dying, small descriptions of cutting/sword swinging

✧ the moment news about demon hunter going around Devildom spread, you were paranoid and the weight of calming you down landed on Mammon

✧ your age didn't matter, he'd take you to casino to relax. Or... he'd want to... if you're too young for it Lucifer or security would definitely kick his ass for trying to do that

✧ luckily tho, he wasn't worried about you since the demon hunter obviously hunts just demons, even he knows that!

"Don't ya worry, human! I'm called THE Great Mammon for a reason!"

✧ but the moment he crosses patches with one... he's actually more concerned about you than himself

✧ he's gonna step in front of you, assuring you it's alright while it's actually him who's considering if it'll be better to fight or run away

✧ and the moment YOU save HIM is like a hit to him... I mean, he was supposed to protect you, not the other way around! But you'll still catch him blushing from emberassment as he mutters small thank you. Bur you better listen because he's not repeating it!

✧ that's if you wint end up dead... if you do, he actually breaks into tears when he realizes he lost someone important again...

✧ the demon hunter might not be here anymore but even then, he makes a promise to your empty eyes

"I'll make them pay... for doing this to you... I'll be the one protecting you this time. I won't fail for the 3rd time."

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✧ Levi would be just as if not more scared than you

✧ he's already isolating, what made you thought he'd even consider going out in such a circumstances? Well... you would...

✧ after solid 6 months, even you calmed down and figured that demon hunter must've calmed down so you thought you might as well go game shopping with the third brother!

"Uh... seriously? What if that demon hunter is walking around? No, don't go alone!! Alright I'm coming..."

✧ but as he imagined, 6 months were definitely not enough to calm down... because just before you entered the game shop, you had to be push Levi aside or he'd get hurt

✧ if you didn't got hurt badly, he'll definitely first talk them off but he will summon Lotan without hesitation if they decide to make second attempt

✧ but if you did got hurt badly... he summons Lotan immidietly, not caring about consequences, he just wants them gone after seeing you in this state

✧ but surprisingly you didn't even felt a single drop on you, he was ready to destroy all the buildings in this city but made sure you won't be anymore hurt

"Y/N please tell me you're alright... and that I didn't hurt you more... c'mon they're gone now, let's go back home, this store had nothing that catched my eye anwyay..."

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✧ Satan was the wise one here, like usual. He figured news must be playing jokes or that the problem will pass soon enough, so after 2 months, after news completely calmed down, he tried calming you down as well

"Remind me, for how long this 'demon hunter' had been quiet? 2 months, exactly. No murders, no signs, just quiet. You're being paranoid, Y/N."

✧ he eventually had enough and took you out by force to show you no one's scared anymore and it's just you

✧ but as he was dragging you along, focused on not bursting with anger from your whining, he didn't notice the swing which you took

✧ it definitely left a bruise on you, but let's assume it didn't kill you! He'd still be pissed, the moment he sees blood on you, he's already in his demon form ready to hunt down anyone who did this to you

✧ and if you're actually dying? He'd make sure to remember their facial characteristics, he want to run and get vengeance but he also knows you're close to death and need help QUICK

✧ but in the end, he can't save you... he becomes even more angry on daily basis and will hunt down anyone who looks at least a little similar to that demon hunter, he didn't care if it wasn't them, he can't risk not trying

"I'll make you pay... I won't kill you once, but 100 of times, so you can feel what you did to them."

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@miya-akane - come get your cat lover!

✧ let's be honest, both you and Asmo were absolutely terrified at the news of demon hunter going all around Devildom

✧ you can't count how many nights you two spend together and how many times he complained to you that he's running out of his beauty products but doesn't dare to go out alone

"I can't go alone!! Y/N c'mon... I'll buy you something too!"

✧ it wasn't helping your worries but you really had enough of his whining... so you figured one hour in the city shouldn't hurt! I mean, what's the chance demon hunter will appear in this exact city at this exact hour?

✧ well this hour apparently was enough... you didn't even had good luck around when you noticed something shining as Asmo was still rambling... you quickly realized it was a sword and without second thought, pushed him away

✧ at first, he was a bit upset because you pushed him on dirty wall, ruining his outfit but upon realizing WHY you did that, his emotions shifted on the person who caused it in the first place

✧ seeing the cut on you made him absolutely furious, and believe him, he wanted to fight. But whether the cut is deadly or not, he'll rush back home with you

"Ugh! They're the real demon here! Hang on Y/N... I will not let you end like this."

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@vodka-glrl - come get your pretty princess~

✧ Beel was actually quite cautious but still confident in his skills, always assuring you he can manage even if he gets attacked

✧ but you still insisted on going with him anytime he goes out, so that's how it also was today

✧ and he's actually more careful when he's walking with you so that's actually good for you both

"We should get something to eat while we're at it... I'm not this focused on my surroudnings when I'm hungry..."

✧ it was just the moment when Beel's stomach was growling that the demon hunter striked before he knew it. And before demon hunter knew it, you got in front of ginger demon

✧ it won't be a lie when I say his heart stopped for a second when he saw a sword making an injury on you, he even threw his food away just so he could fight the one who did that!

✧ believe him, that demon hunter tasted better than the food

✧ now, you injury doesn't matter, injury is still very risky for humans, he'll just be more worried if it's deadly one

✧ he's definitely not leaving your side, be it when you're alive or a ghost, he promised himself to always have an eye on you

"Hey... I brought your favorite snack... I thought we could... eat together or... appreciate it... however it wouldn't sound..."

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✧ Belphie is kinda simoliar to his third brother with it... why go outside and risk your life when you can sleep?

✧ you literally don't have to worry about him because he not only sleeps through whole days but also keeps you trapped so you can't go in the city, the only source of news for you is tv and media

✧ so when you heard cafe's are opening again as Devildom have calmed down... you thought it could be nice to go back to your dates!

"Uhh... it's so early... didn't that demon hunter just kill someone 2 days ago? ... Maybe 2 months, same thing... let's sleep together, it can also be a nice date..."

✧ you'll literally have to force him to go outside, not because he's scared but because he's lazy, and looking at how it ended... he'd actually prefer if he was stubborn enough to pin you to bed and not go out...

✧ because when you went outside, he just saw blade in one second and your injury in another

✧ no matter of your injury is deadly or not, he'll throw his fists at the one who caused it

✧ he's having flashbacks now and trust me, he'll go all the way out, especially with deadly injury

✧ he looks so scary and ready to kill, but once you're alone, he breaks...

"I'm so sorry... I'll save you in another life, I promise... Believe me, I or anyone won't hurt you once..."

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@miya-akane - come get your sleepyhead~

✧ Diavolo just wanted to see human world, he didn't expect there was still something like 'demon hunters'. And even if, he made sure to disguise as human well!

"Well isn't that nice... You certainly have quite a culture! What do you recommend we visit?"

✧ apparently tho, it wasn't good enough because in one second he was sharing a donut with you and enjoying the time, and in another he saw you getting in front of him we someone swinged their sword right through your stomach

✧ if you didn't end with deadly cut and more of a warning one, he'd manage the situation, it was just the attack from surprise that caught him off guard

✧ he chooses to try persuading them first but if that won't work, he'll only break their weapon and eventually knock them down, not wanting to cause too much damage

✧ poor boy will be like a puppy following you around because he feels guilty for this whole situation

✧ but if you did end up with deadly cut... he feels like he failed. Failed as your partner

"I'll do better from now on... I promise."

✧ his heart was telling him to get vengeance but his mind was telling him to wait... so with small sadness he tried persuading this demon hunter to give it up but when it obviously doesn't work, he will 'accidentally' finish their life

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✧ you decided to accompany Barbatos with his tea shopping in human world, thinking it could be nice to spend some time together and learn a thing or two about tea

"Now we'll be heading there. I know it seems like shady place but believe me, it's actually the opposite. It'll be best if you see for yourself."

✧ but he for one had a bad feeling about it... he tried keeping his guard up but in one moment, when he was checking what's tea made of, he let his guard down...

✧ he just heard you bumping into his back, making him turn around, realizing he was lost in his thoughts for a little while

✧ he'll be so relieved when he sees you with just a little scratch and makes sure to scare the demon hunter you're dealing with, be it with his appearance or be throwing them into wall, it all depends how cooperative they'll be

✧ but if you ended up with no chance of living, he wouldn't care to scare them off and would rather immidietly end them, apologizing while reporting to his lord for what he did

"How can someone so careless even call themselves a good butler... Eh... maybe I could mess with time again... just a little bit..."

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nicoline1998enilocin · 9 months

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Hi, and welcome to my Chris Evans Masterlist. It is nice to welcome you to my little corner of Tumblr! 💙

On this Masterlist, you will find all my series, one shots, requests, and AU's that will include fluff, smut, and angst, but each story will have its own appropriate warnings. If you'd like to check out what other characters/people I write for, you can check out my Main Masterlist.

For now, I hope you will have fun with all the things I have written so far! 💙

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|| Angst ~ 🥀 || Fluff ~ 💙 || Smut ~ 🔥 ||

Pool party || 💙 🔥 Chris invites you along with his other Marvel co-stars for a pool party to celebrate the fact that you finished shooting your latest movie together. At this party, the sexual tension between you and Chris reaches an all time high, and you both can't take it anymore and you have to have each other right then and there.

Movie nights and blanket forts || 🥀 💙 Scott has invited you to a barbecue at his brother Chris' house, and you are going with him reluctantly. That night you and Chris really hit it off and became good friends, but when he learned that you never built a blanket fort before, he really wanted to help you build your first one.

Two dogs and a piano || 💙 You go for a run through Boston with your husky Willow, and you run into the one and only Chris Evans. When he invites you over for a playdate for the dogs, you find out the two of you have more in common than you could have imagined.

Saving my Angel || 🥀 💙 You are in a toxic relationship with your boyfriend, and even though he's always there for you, Chris can't take it much longer to see you like this. When your boyfriend makes you cut all ties to him, Chris will do everything in his power to make sure you'll get safely to the other side.

Intimate moments || 💙 🔥 You and Chris have been married for a few years, but the intimacy has only grown stronger in this time. Not only do you share amazing chemistry in the bedroom, outside of that the both of you enjoy lots of other types of intimacy.

First date jitters || 💙 During your first date with Chris, you notice he is very nervous. He keeps accidentally knocking things over and spilling things, but he doesn't want to admit it's because this is his first date in many years.

Leaving everything behind || 🥀 Chris confesses his romantic feelings towards you, but you do not feel the same about him. It breaks your heart to see him like this, but in order to keep the peace between you two, you move away. How will the both of you work through this?

An abundance of dogs || 💙 You're dog-sitting for a friend of yours, and decide to surprise Chris by saying you got him a new dog as a present. He's not sure what to think at first, but when you tell him it's a prank, he can't help but fall in love with you even more than he already has.

Honey, I'm home! || 🔥 Chris has been away to film for a few months, and you miss him more than you thought you would. FaceTiming him is only helping you a little bit, and when he suddenly turns up at your doorstep unannounced, you find it hard to believe he's actually home.

An inseparable trio || 🥀 💙 You have always been nervous around dogs, because you've never been around them growing up. When you meet your new neighbor Chris and he tells you all about Dodger, you're unsure at first but eventually, you give in and meet the little guy. From that moment on, all three of you become practically inseparable.

It'll be okay || 🥀 💙 After nearly a decade of being together, you're going through an intense breakup, so you're at a loss about what to do with yourself. Luckily for you, your best friend Chris knows exactly what to do to make you feel better, and you're very thankful to have him in your life.

All the reasons why I love you || 💙 Today is your wedding day, and Chris recalls some of his most fond memories of you, his wife. From the moment you first met to the moment he first heard your laugh, not a single moment is forgotten by him. It is at that moment that you realize how much he paid attention to all the little things, and why you have fallen for him in the first place all those years ago.

''I need you, Daddy!'' || 🔥 Chris is in an online interview and you're feeling needy. The only way to rid yourself of your feelings is by giving him the blowjob of his life, making it all even more interesting when you find out the interview is broadcast live on national television.

Can’t keep my hands to myself || 💙 🔥 Chris is staying up late to finish some work, but you're getting restless in your bed. When you go and take a look at how he's doing he gives you an idea you can't refuse, but the outcome won't be what you had expected it to be when you agreed to it.

World's Greatest Dad || 💙 With Chris being away for filming during long periods, parenting can be complicated by yourself. Luckily, your daily FaceTime calls help you through it all, though it is always most exciting when he finally comes home. This time, you and your twins have prepared a little package to welcome him home after another three months of being away from home, and Chris couldn't have wished for a better welcome home.

A Baker's Dozen || 🥀 💙 🔥 || ON HIATUS

I’ll be there for you || 🥀 💙 You're not having the best days since the flu and your period ravaged your body simultaneously. There is only one person you can rely on to help you through this rough time, and that would be no other than your best friend, Chris Evans.

Forever by my side || 🥀 💙 Your mom took a nasty fall down the stairs, and you're rushing to get back home. You don't have a way of contacting Chris, but when he shows up at the airport to be by your side, you know exactly why you said yes to this man when he asked you to marry him.

The good, the bad and the loopy || 🥀 💙 You and Chris have been married for a few years but can't seem to start your lifelong dream of having a family. When you go to the doctor's office to find out what's going on, you hear the news no person ever wants to hear: You can't get pregnant. This news hits you hard, but you have your fantastic husband by your side to help you through this in every way you need. Babygirl || 🥀 💙 🔥 Chris threw a party, but you do not remember anything when you woke up the following day. Not only are you not in the guest bed you were supposed to occupy, but you wake up in Chris' arms after a steamy night. He helps you piece everything together, and your dynamic shifts in a way you're delighted with.

In sickness and in health || 💙 You're sick and only want to be cuddled up on the couch with your two favorite boys.

Every step of the way || 🥀 💙 Ever since you were small, you have had a substantial fear of the dentist, and now that you have to have your wisdom teeth removed, your anxiety is growing every day. It's a good thing you have Chris by your side, as he will be there alongside you every step of the way, making the load to bear a little less difficult.

#masterlist #chris evans

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smellslikemultifandomimagines · 10 months

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hi can I request a smut or blurb of Jason where the reader is Starfire’s younger sister (Jason’s age ofc) and there is something about her that Jason can’t resist and he can’t stop thinking about her especially during training then he eventually gets frustrated and does something about it

[❤︎] pairing: Jason Todd x starefire!sister!reader [❤︎] warnings: [❤︎] word count:

requests are open🖤 request guidelines✨ 🌻masterlist🌻 smut night masterlist 💦

JASON KNEW YOU WERE OFF LIMITS. Kory had made that very clear from day 1 of you living in the tower. While she could appreciate his skills in the vigilante world, she would never trust him to be with you. Jason knew that, Dick knew that, hell even Rachel sided with Kory. Jason wasn't to be trusted around you.

But there was certainly a fire in you (no pun intended, of course) that kept Jason on his toes. He first noticed in one of the first training sessions you had with Gar, Jason and Rachel. Your skills in martial arts blowing them away immediately. He quietly paid attention to you, taking mental notes on that you liked and didn't like.

At first, he found it cute that you were oblivious to his flirting. Though, you were warned by pretty much everyone, that Jason was a massive flirt. But as more time passed, the more he couldn't stop thinking about you. He wanted, needed even, to be with you. It was odd, he thought, that you are the only one in his house that keeps him level headed. You weren't even together, let alone close enough friends, so how do you manage to do that?

Training got even harder too, the more you pinned him to the wall or the floor, or even did that to the others, the more infatuated he got.

"That's it. I'm gonna ask her out," he tells Gar. The two had been talking about you about the better of a half hour now. Of course Gar noticed Jason's little crush, and he told Jason that it wasn't long before everyone else figured it out too, that is, if they haven't already.

"Dude, you can't. Kory-"

"I couldn't give two shits about Kory right now. I can't keep waiting around for [y/n] to make a move on me, so why-"

"It's a dumb idea."

"I don't care."

"Well, don't tell you I told you so if Kory finds out," Gar throws his hands up in surrender.

"She won't find out," Jason tries to argue, but failing. Even he could see how weak of a point that was. He sighs, rubbing a hand over his face, "She consumes my every thought. This obsession, this - I don't even know what this is - it's too much. Of course you'd never understand, I mean-"

"Hey, who said I've never had a crush before?" Gar defended himself with a slight chuckle.

"You know what I mean," Jason rolls his eyes. He flops down on his bed, a heavy sigh running out his mouth. He rubs his face in his hand again before standing up. "Right, well I'm going to blow off some steam."

Jason stops in his tracks when he sees you in the training room, looking as flawless as ever. Your hair's a mess, strands coming out of your bun from every angel, sweat glistening over your forehead and chest, tired hands gripping the sword as you try another trick.

"Hey," you smile at him, noticing his presence. He can barely get a word out, so all he can do is give you a small wave. "Wanna train together? I've been trying this new thing, and I think it'll work better if I actually have someone else here," you laugh charismatically.

"Uh, yeah, sure." You've learned not to take Jason's tone too seriously. There's no point in getting upset over an angsty, brooding guy. Jason was cute though, there's no doubt about that. Rough around the edges, sure, but over the last few months that you've been here, you've gotten to know him better. A lot more than he thinks.

Jason grabs a sword and positions himself to get ready to fight. The two of you start sparring, swords clinking together from contact. As impressively good as he was, he seemed distracted.

With a flick of your wrist, you easily caught him off guard and made his weapon drop from his hand. “Everything okay? You don’t seem yourself?”

“What makes you say that?” Jason rubs the back of his neck, his eyes boring into yours. He needs a plan, and he needs it now. If there’s any time to ask you out, or at least try to, it had to be now.

“Your footings off. Your footing is never off,” you stand closer to him, a hand on his shoulder. It was a simple gesture, really. A sign that meant he could trust you no matter what. But the sensation jason felt all over his body was too much. He pulled away, not wanting too, but his body seemed to do it for him. Almost like your touch caused a knee-jerk reaction. Your brows not together.

“Jason-“

“I like you, okay! I know Kory’s sworn me off as the bad guy, but you-you’re just so-“ he couldn’t even put into words on how to describe you. Your eyes softened, hands cupping his checks as a soft, flattered laugh slips your lips.

“Took you long enough.”

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #titans #titans imagine #titans!jason todd

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teyvattery · 2 years

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genshin men when you openly flirt with them<3 / with an aggressive flirt gender neutral reader (pt.1)

To note: modern au, college au, separate scenarios | fluff, humor

warnings: cheesy pick up lines(more on Kazuha's) + a one-liner is nsfw if u squint(Xiao's) + use of the word 'daddy' jokingly (Childe's) + the prompt's already out of the window as I got carried away writing each character's scenario 💀💀 + reader's an aggressive flirt to everyone but gets folded by albedo👍👍

Xiao

Absolutely repulsed.

It was your first time meeting and you didn't hesitate to use one of those cheesy pick-up lines on him.

"...damn, did you fall from heaven?"

"..."

"'Cause you're as pretty as an angel,"

He ends up giving you a stony face which amused you to no end. Little did you know, he was still processing what you said and would only probably figure out the meaning behind your words hours later—which will of course sour his mood to no end.

Everytime you see each other on campus, you'd be smiling so hard for no reason. Just seeing your toothy grin sends chills up his spine, especially when you go after him right after.

You were so shameless. You're not that close for you to joke around with him like that. But even so, he doesn't push you away.

"Were you waiting for me?"

He could almost see you smirking as he heard your voice from behind.

"..." He was just passing by your classroom, meeting you was a complete coincidence.

But of course you wouldn't let that go. "You didn't have to wait for me, you know that right? You're so sweet,"

He thought staying silent and unresponsive every time you teased him will eventually make you want to go away, but it looks like it backfired.

"Don't you have anything better to do?"

You were surprised at his sudden response. Normally you wouldn't get a single peep out of him. But even so, you restrained your excitement and feigned to be in deep thought before nodding.

"You."

"I'm the one asking you." Xiao was at his wit's end.

"And what did I say?" You laugh, gave him a quick pinch on the arm, and ran off.

He stood rooted in his spot, eyebrows frowned in confusion. Xiao watched as your figure disappeared right after you turned to a corner.

Until it dawned on him.

He almost passed out in anger.

The audacity! He's never going to let you make a fool out of him ever again!!

It'll be real hard to spot Xiao in the next few weeks even if you tried—he was so vigilant in his tracks you'd think he'd already transferred out... That was until you spotted him eating lunch under a tree. Lonesome as ever, you couldn't help but keep him company.

"Missed me enough to finally show yourself?"

You could visibly see him freeze and drop a chip in surprise. His back was suddenly straighter as he turned his head to meet your eyes.

"...can you leave?" He'd say in a dismissive tone, but you only laugh.

"Alright." Looking at his aggrieved face, you fought the urge to pinch both his cheeks.

"But just so you know, I missed you." It was true. It's been a whole month since you last saw him.

And maybe it was because of the way you said it. Somehow, he felt that what you told him was genuine.

You got ready to leave after giving him a small smile, but as you turned around, someone pulled on your hoodie tight—tight enough to make you pause.

"...Xiao?"

"I bought too many."

He said, not looking at you but looking at the paper bag beside him that was full of snacks.

"Then...I can eat them for you?" You ask him as you swiftly sat beside the man.

"You're so shameless." He shakes his head, and you almost thought you were hallucinating when you saw the small smile on his lips.

Childe

He'd be so into it!

"What's a fine gentleman like yourself doing in a place like this?"

"Looking for someone as equally fine like yourself," He'd be smirking as he leans on a countertop.

"..." Zhongli who invited you both to his housewarming party.

Ajax could never get enough of your dynamic! Finally, someone who can keep up with his fast-paced humor(yes, he's flirting ironically)!

It wouldn't be a surprise if the two of you have gotten closer ever since.

"You look so good in that baby," he says, as you give him a few poses wearing the new shirt you got. The wifi connection was extremely fast so video calls with him were the same as hanging out with him, you can chill while he's basically on a vacation on the other side of the world.

"Do I really?" You say in an overly coquettish voice, he had to go out of the camera's view to sneak in a laugh. You yourself almost broke character.

"You...pfft...you do.." He closed his eyes for a second and breathed in, clearing his mind.

"What're you doing daddy? Don't tell me...pfft...Y-You.. haha.."

"I what, baby?" He snorted.

"Y-You can't...resist my sexy aura..my sexy sexy charms..."

"Of...of course... I can't wait 'till I get my hands on my p-precious darling baby... W-Wearing their green Shrek shirt..."

You two were fighting for your lives not to laugh, both your faces looked like you were holding in a shit.

Suddenly a loud bang was heard on his end, making you two jump up slightly. Ajax whipped his head to see both his little brothers enter his room.

"See! I told you they're talking again!"

"Brother?"

They were fast, immediately crowding Ajax's laptop and seeing you on the videocall.

"Hi there," you smiled at the kids, but you'd be lying if you said you weren't a little nervous. This was the first time you'd be meeting Ajax's family, and it was in a way you didn't expect.

"I'm Teucer!"

"I'm Anthon, hello."

"I'm Y/n," you wave enthusiastically.

"We know," Anthon nods, and your brow quirked up in surprise.

"You know me?"

But your question was ultimately ignored.

"Your shirt looks odd." Teucer immediately went in for the kill and your face burned in embarrassment.

"Does it?" You try to play it cool, but at this point Ajax was already howling in laughter.

"What's so funny?" Teucer looked confused.

Anthon on the other hand, smiled wide.

"Y/n you made brother laugh!"

You crossed your arms and feigned haughtiness.

"That's right, what can't I do,"

"I hope you and brother will stay together for a long time."

"..?" Well that came out of nowhere.

"Brother told us all about you. You're nice, and you're cute, and you're cool."

You open your eyes so wide it almost bulged out.

"And you make brother happy. He said that before too,"

"..."

Ajax has stopped laughing by now.

You two awkwardly blinked at each other.

"By the way, I got a cool toy from brother..."Teucer was about to go on and ramble about the new toy but was scooped into his older brother's arm—both him and Anthon on either side.

"Now, now, me and Y/n have something to talk about."

"But I wanna talk to them!" "Me too,"

"Please? It'll only take a short while, but it's super top secret so we can't share it with you guys,"

"But why???"

And then you were left there, still awkward with yourself as you looked at the corner of Ajax's room. After a minute, he finally came back on screen.

"Sorry about that,"

"That's fine,"

And then silence.

It was real uncomfortable since you two were never awkward with each other before. You clear your throat loudly at the same time as he did.

"..."

"Maybe we should stop being so sus around each other."

"Maybe we should," Ajax looked away, the redness of the apples of his cheeks spreading throughout his neck and ears.

Kazuha

You'd assume that the way to his heart were flowery words.

"There was a thump,"

"??" Kazuha whipped his head behind him to look for the source of the voice.

"The sound of the moment we fell."

Finally seeing the person who was reciting the poem, Kazuha visibly relaxed.

"The sound that says,"

He smiles at the sight of you. "Y/n."

"We can never go back to the moment before." You continued.

Naturally, Kazuha gave his appreciation for the arts through applause.

"That was wonderful,"

"Thank you." You give a slight bow as you welcomed yourself in, and then sat beside him on the floor.

It was silent for a while, and it was Kazuha who first made conversation.

"How did you know I was here?"

"..." You scratched your arm, embarrassment taking over.

But even without answering, it seems like he already knew why. He chuckles lightly.

"You should head back."

"But I don't want to, I want to stay with you."

"...then I won't force you to."

"..."

Looking around, once you close the door...it was indeed pretty dark in here. The only light source came from the cracks of the deteriorating school window.

"I wonder why this classroom closed." You found yourself blurting out.

"They said this one was haunted."

You immediately whip your head to Kazuha's direction.

"You're joking. "

"Not in the slightest."

Faced with the ever-so-honest-looking Kazuha, you could only pursue your lips into a thin line.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" He asks in a light tone.

"Why, not at all."

He looked like he didn't believe you at all. "And if I told you a story?"

You shook your head, cleared your throat, and instead began your quest to shake his heart.

"If you wanted to break me,

I'd tear easily as paper."

"..." Kazuha was at a loss.

"My will has vanished,

With it reason."

You had your eyes closed for dramatic effect, and you slowly opened them, meeting his pair of doe ones.

"This traitorous heart

Has fallen without a fight

I have no armour but

The love you flourished in me."

Silence.

"...I take it that you don't want me to tell you a ghost story." Kazuha finally spoke.

"Yeah, I don't." You stared blankly in front of you, at the lamp that was covered with a long white cloth.

"Today's poems were very well-thought, by the way."

"Hmm??" You leaned toward him in enthusiasm. "How about the other poems I've recited before that?"

Kazuha casually leans back a bit, putting space between the two of you.

"Of course, they're equally as good. Did you make them?"

As much as you wanted to take credit, you wanted to come off as a clean and upright person.

"Not at all." You denied, "They are penned by excellent poets such as yourself."

His lips curved up in a charming manner. "Then who made the last poem you recited?"

"....uh." Your eyes looked everywhere but him.

He wasn't forcing you to remember but you still felt pressured. "Shakespeare?" You managed to blurt out."

"Did you memorize the first few poems that came out when you googled, "Romantic poems" ?"

"..." And right at that moment, you were caught. You automatically collapsed in despair.

"Hahaha,"

"?" You look up from your kowtowing position, and saw him heartily laughing. The clear sound of that made your heart itch a little.

"Then, shall I make a haiku about you?"

"I..." You almost short-circuited. No way, he's really gonna make a haiku about you??

"I do not deserve the honor," you kowtow once again.

"It's not a big deal." He looked ahead of him, and looked like he was lost in thought for awhile.

"Your mouth is moving.

Up and down, emitting noise.

It's of interest."

"..........thanks?" Why do you feel like you've been made fun of?

Kazuha then turns to smile at you. "You're welcome."

"Why are you here, of all places?" You suddenly ask him after a while.

But as if he was already expecting the question, he answered placidly.

"In truth, this is a comfort place of mine." As he explains, a look undescribable to you was once again present on his pretty face. "It's quiet. Once I look out of the cracks on the window, I am greeted with the lush greenery of the campus' garden...even a tree branch has managed to bulldoze its way into the wall."

"But isn't sneaking in here illegal. Why don't you just go out to the garden if you like nature so much? It's less suffocating and dark there."

"People come and go in the garden. I can't be bothered to be disturbed in my relaxation."

"..." And it does feel like he's telling you to get out of his comfort space.

"I am very sorry."

"Don't be." He reached out from his pocket, and produced milk candies. "Here."

"..." You just accepted them. It's not like you're gonna eat everything.

"What do you see in me?"

"Wha-Uh-....huh?" You almost choked on air at his sudden words.

He.... He knows? But how??

"Wha-at?" You look at him with eyes as huge as saucers, and he almost laughed out loud again.

"It's just been a wonder of mine for a while. Because... I'm just a simple person. I have nothing to my name, and I regret to say I have no great ambition. I don't even know why I'm still in university. Hah."

"..."

"That is why I wanted to know why you're pursuing me. I, who isn't worth pursuing."

"If I told you, you're not going to believe it."

"Hmm. Maybe I would."

"You would?" Your voice lowered to a whisper.

Kazuha shifted so that he would be closer, fully extinguishing the personal space he once enforced. "Tell me."

"Well,

It's because I fell in love with your soul."

His long lashes trembled.

It was so cheesy.

But as cheesy as it was, it still made two of his ears visibly red.

"Love is a strong word." He says stiffly.

"And it is as strong as the feelings I have for you."

"Hmm." He looks away from the piercing gaze of your eyes.

Now his ears were not the only part that was red on him. Even his cheeks started to burn visibly.

"So, do you mind my advances?" You ask carefully.

"...if you really want to, then I suppose I don't mind." Kazuha gave you a smile different from all the other smiles he had given you.

It was a very good feeling.

Albedo

You'd never think that he had it in him to be quite honest.

"Hey there cutie,"

"..."

Yet another person who uses the word cutie. Wasn't Lisa enough.

"What're you up to?"

"If I tell you, would you really listen?"

"For you I would," You smile at him, which only made him discreetly roll his eyes.

"Yeah? Okay then. I'm working on an abstract algebra problem,"

It's not even the topic he's currently learning. He just wanted to intimidate you and make you leave.

...

What?

At first you were at a loss, but you didn't scurry away and instead stayed with him for the next three hours in the library. In the end, you actually were able to solve a few problems yourself. It didn't seem like you planned on leaving at all.

You two were only put to a rest when the librarian informed the both of you of its closing time.

Coming out of the library, you made a big stretch, then sighed.

"I didn't expect to learn a lot today." You turn to him with a light smile.

"And I didn't expect you to keep up." He was a bit regretful that he judged you too early. But was it his fault you approached him so...slime-ily??

"Well, it's because you're a good teacher..." You look at him in the eye, before your own pair curved upwards. "...Sir,"

He was honestly speechless.

"See you whenever," you wave at him before heading home.

It was a weird encounter. One that he didn't expect he'll have again sooner.

"Hi!! I didn't know we're in the same two classes,"

"?" He had to do a double take once he got a good look at your face.

"Ah, the person from the library."

"Good, I thought for a second there you've forgotten all about me,"

It literally just happened yesterday.

"Seems like fate doesn't it?" You chuckle and nudged him playfully.

"Fate, huh." He was still baffled at how he didn't find your face familiar. Not to mention the school year would already be ending in ninety days.

"By the way, are you free later?"

He stopped in his tracks and looks at you, who was matching his pace of walking. "Why?"

"Nothing, just wanted to ask you out on a d—"

"I have other important matters to attend to."

"Damn! I'm joking," you hold on to his arm to prevent him from speedwalking away from you.

"Actually, we're partners for the end of term project, didn't you hear..."

"..." How would he know. He was thinking of other things while in class earlier.

"Are you serious?" Your face fell. He blinked back at you slowly. And while you think it was pretty enticing—the way his long lashes quivered—you bit your inner cheek and dragged his ass to the nearest coffee shop to discuss the details.

Three weeks in and you were sure you two would be taking home the best score they could give to a project. With Albedo mapping out all loose ends and you executing the rest correctly, you'd say you two make a pretty productive team—and you surely don't stop yourself from letting him know!

"Another day's work done by the Albe(Y/n/n) duo," you huff as you shut down your laptop. You turn to him and give him a smile.

"Don't you think I deserve some sort of reward?"

"Reward?"

"I did almost everything today. You just proofread the report,"

"Everything you did was under my close guidance."

You chose to ignore his last words and cheekily, you point at his voluminous blonde hair.

"Let me play with it."

"Do you really think I'd agree with that?" he genuinely wants to know the answer. What did he do to make you believe in such delusions.

"Then give me a kiss for goodluck,"

"That's even worse," He packed up his own things before standing up from his chair.

"I'm going home,"

"Already??" You pout. He looks at you with eyes devoid of emotion.

"....okay, you can go."

Inwardly, Albedo was thankful that you could notice whenever his social battery ran out everytime.

And so you accompany him to the parking lot where he chained his motorbike to.

The walk to the public parking lot was silent, probably because you didn't want to annoy the guy since he's already drained from the work and your antics throughout the day.

"See you tomorrow." He says, before putting on his slick black helmet and mounting his bike.

"Wait!" You say loudly, startling him.

"..."

"Sorry... Haha," you scratch your head in embarrassment. Not wanting to make him wait any further, you quickly got on to the point.

"What if we meet up on the library tomorrow morning."

"??? We could talk in class," you know, like you two do when you sit beside each other.

"But there's something I want to tell you,"

"...okay." He almost said you can say it right here right now, but he was currently too tired to handle a deep conversation. From his quick analysis of your body language, he thought it was something that you two will take hours to process.

"Also, from a scale of 1 to 10 how attractive do you find me to be,"

"...........Are you serious right now?" Albedo was once again dumbfounded... For the nth time today.

"Quick, how attractive do you find me to be?"

"...." Seeing your determined face, he could only sigh and give in. "What do you mean by that?"

"However you interpreted it."

"... I don't think I get what you mean."

This blockhead. Did you really need to break it down and make it digestible for this man's brain. He's smart, sure, but in situations such as this...

"So you don't want to answer?" You grumble at him. "Then fine, let's switch the question. On a scale of 1 to 10 do you find me interesting"

You stayed deathly quiet on a cold cloudless night, in an empty parking lot with only the two of you looking at each other intensely.

You could almost feel your heart beating out of your ribcage.

"Ten."

That was the last thing he said before you hear the roar of his motorbike, and you were left alone with your gushy mushy feelings, mouth wide open.

That's it!! You're telling him!

The next day you arrived an hour earlier before the set meet-up time in the library. You just couldn't wait anymore, you almost puked in excitement.

To your surprise, he was already there. Even earlier than you too!

He was reading a book, sitting quietly on your usual spot in the library.

"Hey there cutie." You said in the slimiest fashion you could ever muster as you approached him.

You were expecting to hear a witty remark from him, but he was instead smiling.

"..." You almost dropped dead. Why the hell would he flash you a smile?

"You...who are you..."

Seeing your reaction, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"I was just reminded of something."

"..?"

He sighs, before standing up.

"What do you want to talk about? Here in the library, of all places..."

Oof. Too soon. You haven't even recovered from the previous shock he caused.

"Okay. So." You breathed in a lungful to muster up courage.

"So.."

"So..?" Albedo had his eyebrows slightly raised, and you noticed that the small smile he had on was still there.

"...hey, you're in an awfully very good mood today mister." You frown at him.

"Don't get distracted?"

"Whose fault do you think is it," you sigh, before continuing on with the agenda. "So um, yesterday, last night... You said I was a ten,"

"Hmmm?"

"W-When I asked you how interesting am I..." You looked away from his awfully intimidating staredown.

"I see. I remember that."

"I was just wondering if, I could ask you another question."

"Okay."

"Using the scale."

"Go ahead."

"UHM, so." You cleared your throat. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how likely are you to keep in contact with me after graduation."

"..."

For some reason, he looked surprised. But he was quick to conceal it(even though you already noticed).

"Five."

Your heart sank. "FIVE ??" that couldn't be possible? Just last night he said ten!(to a completely different question)

"Mmhm. Five."

"But why ?"

"Well of course. It's only possible to keep in contact with someone who also wants to keep in contact."

"..." You blink at him.

And he didn't look away. Just indulged in your staring and stared straight back.

"So you mean..?"

"On a scale of 1 to 10," Albedo pronounces each word clearly, "How likely are you to keep in contact with me after graduation?"

"...Five," you breathed out.

"I said five, you said five. Then that makes it?"

"A ten."

"Very good." He reached out and did the unexpected; he pinches your cheek.

"Hey—!!"

"That's for all the times you pinched my side," he smirks.

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scoobydoodean · 4 months

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Thinking about 4.11 “Family Remains” and how Dean keeps insisting to Brian (the dad) that he will save Brian’s family—that he will put himself at risk for them and he will find Danny.

Eventually, Brian asks Dean straight up why he cares so much—why he's willing to put himself at such risk for them. Dean doesn’t get to answer.

We know from the start of the episode that Dean has been hunting non-stop to cope with his trauma. That's made pretty obvious at the beginning of the episode:

SAM: What are you doing? DEAN: What's it look like I'm doing? SAM: Like you're looking for a job. DEAN: Yahtzee. SAM: We just finished a job like two hours ago. DEAN: Adrenaline's still pumping, I guess. So, what do you think... Cedar Rapids, Tulsa, or Chi-Town? SAM: I am all for working. I really am. But you got us chasing cases nonstop for like a month now. We need sleep. DEAN: Yeah, we can sleep when we're dead. SAM: You're exhausted, Dean. DEAN: I'm good. SAM: No, you're not. You're running on fumes, and you can't run forever. DEAN: And what am I running from? SAM: From what you told me. Or are we pretending that never happened?

We've seen this behavior from Sam before too—Sam pushing back to back hunts in 1.19-1.20 to cope with his anger, and in 2.11 (due to guilt over Ava) and in 2.19 to deal with Madison's death, and in 3.11 to deal with Dean's (temporary) death. We'll see it in the future too—the brothers displaying a need to work to get through something.

So it’s easy to say Dean is simply pushing himself to "be the hero" in 4.11 because of guilt about Hell and leave it at that. I do think Dean believes in atonement (we get hints about this in 4.05), but I think the reason Dean insists on being the person to jump down in the first hole they find instead of Ted, and then insists on going down the second compartment to find Danny when Brian is ready to do it, is also because Dean has a feeling they're going to have to kill this girl, and however scary she may be—however violent—she's also a victim of horrific abuse, and taking a life is always a serious thing. So Dean's trying to spare Brian from that trauma.

Dean doesn’t want Brian to have to take a life and (no matter how justified the kill) feel like a monster. Dean already does feel like a monster (no matter how justified his actions were, no matter how understandable it was because it was born from decades of torture... he still feels and deals with terrible guilt). So Dean takes on the highest risks and puts himself on the front line, upping the chance that if anyone has to do any killing tonight, it'll be him.

Dean does end up killing the boy in the walls in self defense, and the camera focuses on Dean staring at his body as Sam enters, while a sad theme plays in the background, and then we get this look from Dean:

This is the first time in the series that either brother kills a human (besides a demon meatsuit) and a teenager at that, so there's a special weight to it.

But Brian still ends up killing the girl in the walls immediately after this, and that scene is one of the more horrifying ones, because it's shot in a way that casts Brian as the monster lurking in the dark.

Earlier in the episode, we establish the horror of the anticipation of having ones legs grabbed.

DEAN finds a hole in the floor and looks through. TED: You're not going down there. DEAN: Well, do you want to? TED says nothing. DEAN starts down. DEAN: Please nobody grab my leg. Please nobody grab my leg.

And when Brian attacks the girl in the walls, from the perspective of his wife Susan and his daughter Kate, all we see is the girl suddenly get dragged out into the dark by the legs.

Then we focus on Susan and Kate as they listen in terror to the sound of her screaming as she's stabbed over and over and over.

When Brian knocks on the door they jump and scream.

After Susan opens the door for Brian, she backs away from him almost warily.

They see the knife—the blood on his hands and clothes.

Brian saved them, but he's shot as the monster who reaches out and grabs you by the legs. We cast the girl in the walls as a smaller monster (ultimately just a child who can easily be overpowered) snatched up in the jaws of a much bigger fish. All despite the fact that Brian did what he had to do.

SAM: You okay? DEAN: You know, I felt for those sons of bitches back there. Lifelong torture turns you into something like that. SAM: You were in hell, Dean. Look, maybe you did what you did there, but you're not them. They were barely human. DEAN: Yeah, you're right. I wasn't like them. I was worse.

#4.11 #season 4 #pk rewatches spn number ?#i carved you into a new animal #dean and introspection

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archangeldyke-all · 3 months

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im 100% gonna assume tumblr ate this ask, or maybe you didn't wanna do it, if not then obvi that's your choice but! i went skating on the 6th- yes I'm still thinking about this- for my baby cousin's birthday and I could not stop thinking about sev with a skating reader

maybe sev has never rollerskated a day in her life, maybe she's already good at it, but ik for sure that once she was good at it she and reader would be that skating couple that be at the rink basically slow grinding around the floor (idk if that happens like... outside of the hood??? but yk like the old heads that be line dancing but in skate, there's the younger or like new adults that be skating all sexy like and shit)

maybe reader works at the skating rink or something and sev comes there regularly on her off days idfk but I need a rollerskating couple reader/sev omggggggg

THIS IS SO .... mARS THIS IS SO CUTE

men and minors dni

sevika can't skate for SHIT

the first time you take her to a rink, she's all cocky. she's seen the videos of couples dancing around the rink, and you took her to a nighttime session-- no kids allowed-- she knows what's coming.

what she doesn't know is that skating's not just something she can pick up like that.

so you're circling her, twirling around in excitement as she laces up, and she stands, thrilled to finally get to grind on you.

and she abruptly eats major shit.

like, legs flailing in the air, ass hitting the ground, completely wipes out.

of course, you start cracking up. she's fine, she's not bleeding or anything, so you have nothing to be worried about (except maybe dying from oxygen deprivation from how hard you're laughing.)

and sevika's on the ground like :O

like she had no idea that skates would be so... slidey.

eventually, you catch your breath, and sevika gets on all fours, slowly pulling herself to standing.

you help her to the rink, and she's literally shaking the entire time. she's got one hand on the wall, one hand on your shoulder, gripping onto you like her life depends on it.

and people and couples are gliding past you as you help sevika slowly slowly circle the ring, and she gets so fucking pissed off and embarrassed because "they make it look so fucking easy!"

if you try to let go of her to do a little lap, she'll freak out, grabbing onto you with both hands and screaming while you pull her away from the wall. she's so dramatic.

anyways, the night is full of sevika pouting as you slowly try to teach her how to move. she's stubborn and clumsy and stiff as shit, and she keeps on falling onto her ass.

you have to keep pressing kisses to her face, pinning her against the tiny half wall and kissing away her pout until she's ready to go for another round.

"this is no fucking fun." she mumbles, pouting.

"this is the best date we've had in months!" you say, giggling against her mouth. she groans.

"that's just 'cause you like seeing me eat shit." she complains. you giggle.

"it's just funny sev! my big tough muscly girlfriend can't skate!" you say. she huffs, and you lean forward to kiss her again. "you know, there's a bar here... and we can always just grind on the carpet." you say. sevika's pout lessens, a little interest sparking in her eye, and you giggle. "but!" you say, and she groans. "you have to promise to come back with me for a few more weeks." you say.

"no fuckin' way!" she cries. you laugh.

"you'll get better if you keep practicing!" you say. she rolls her eyes. "plus, then we can grind like they are." you say, nodding to an old couple who've been running laps around the two of you all night. the old man's got his hands on his lady's hips, and she's got a grin on her face as they skate to the rhythm of the music, occasionally twirling around to press kisses to each other's lips. sevika sighs, admiring the sweet couple, before she looks back at you.

"are there butt pads or somethin' i can wear next time?" she asks. you grin.

"we'll put you in four pairs of boxers-- it'll pad your falls." you say. sevika sighs and then smiles.

"fine. take me to the fuckin' bar." she says. you grin and start slowly skating sevika toward the exit of the rink.

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fanficsforfun · 9 months

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Out in the woods

Paring: Merle Dixon x shy female reader

Era: Woodbury

Word count: 1,9k

Warnings: sexual content (kissing, teasing, breast play, clit rubbing, thigh fucking, penetration)

Summary: You follow Merle out on a supply run, wishing to be alone with him. That wish gets fulfilled as well as you naughty daydream of him

Author's note: I wrote this two months ago and simply forgot it existed 😅

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You noticed Merle leaving the town on his own and decided to follow him. It wasn’t the easiest thing to sneak out from Woodbury, but somehow you managed to do it anyway. You walked very quietly and carefully behind him, but eventually your good luck ran out: you stepped on a dry branch that snapped off with an alarmingly loud crack. Merle tensed, stopped and turned quickly in the direction of the sound. You scrambled to hide, but the movement and the sound gave you away.

"Hey", he yelled, his tone intimidating. He had immediately realized that the one who rustled in the bushes was a living person, not a walker. And of course he wanted to find out who it was, following him around.

You didn't manage to take more than a few steps before Merle caught up with you.

"Merle, it's just me!" You squealed, a startled look on your face.

“Ya really shouldn't sneak up on people like that, girl! It'll get ya killed”, Merle grunted and lowered his prosthetic arm.

“Sorry!”, you giggled nervously and after a brief moment of hesitation continued: “Maybe this will make up for my mistake.”

You walked up to him with your heart racing, and kissed him as you had wanted to do ever since you met him. It was a much bolder move than you ever thought you were capable of, especially considering the circumstances, but you just had to do it. The kiss surprised him but then he just smiled, and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing you back.

“I didn't see that comin’, darlin’”, he laughed. "I thought ya hated the sight of me!”

“Nah, I didn't. I just was afraid of you… at first anyway”, you admitted, relaxing a bit in his arms. He’s not exactly the friendliest-looking guy around, with the prosthesis and all, so no kidding you were a bit wary near him.

“Hm, right. But what the heck were ya doin’ out here by yourself?” He asked. “Were ya stalkin’ me or somethin’?”

You blushed hard, tensed up again and looked away. He’s gonna get mad, you were sure of it. Of course he’ll get mad. He was minding his own business, you shouldn't have sticked your nose into it. And it wasn’t just that. This little stunt of yours was really dangerous. You shouldn't be out in the woods alone, armed with nothing but your knife. But Merle didn’t seem angry. Instead, he chuckled.

“Oh, I see. Well, I don't blame ya, girl. I mean, how could ya not? I'm pretty handsome, if I do say so myself.”

There’s that smug trash-talking mode again. Not something that you were expecting to happen, but you loved it. And it made you feel a bit easier.

“Oh, shut up”, you giggled, your face burning hot.

He chuckled again, a smirk forming on his face as he pulled you closer.

“Ya like me, don't ya? Ya like me quite a bit. Riskin’ yer life like this for me.”

“I do”, you admitted, still embarrassed over your own actions. It's not a big deal to steal glances or seemingly accidentally touch him while passing by at Woodbury but to actually follow him out in the woods? That's something else. But Merle had noticed how you responded to him, how you seemed to be following him around all the time. He never thought you’d go this far though.

“Tell me hun, what changed yer mind ‘bout me?”

“I don't know... Getting used to you? Not to say that I wouldn't still be a bit scared of you”, you giggled nervously.

It felt so crazy, being so close to him, him actually touching you which you had dreamed about for a month already, the whole time you had been at Woodbury.

“Maybe that's part of the charm”, he smiled at you and traced his hand with the prosthesis slowly up and down your back. You shivered a bit at it.

“Maybe”, you admitted.

Then, not breaking the eye contact, he leaned closer and asked teasingly: “What were ya hopin’ for, when ya followed me out here, darlin’? Wanted to have some fun, huh?”

You gasped, your stomach clenched at his words and a rush of arousal went through your body.

“I, um”, you tried, but apparently it was too hard for you to say out loud that you hoped to get laid by him.

Merle laughed at your reaction, then, leaning a bit more forward, he whispered in your ear: “I'll take that as a 'yes'.”

You shivered again and almost moaned, you couldn’t believe how horny this God damn redneck had got you. And how badly you wanted him.

“Please”, was the only thing you managed to breathe out.

He chuckled.

“Please what?” He asked with a sly, amused smile.

“Touch me”, you whispered. ‘Fuck me’ would have been too much for you to say.

“Oh?” His smirk growed wider, and he asked quietly: “How bad ya want it?”

Your breathing was ragged already though he had only barely touched you, you were wet and needy but had no idea how to speed things up.

“Bad”, you almost whined.

He smiled, and lightly pulled you closer. You could feel his cock pressing against your belly, the mere feeling of that making you even more horny. He kissed you again, and then, finally, his good hand started moving, slowly, down to your hips.

“That’s all I needed to hear.” His voice came out low and teasing.

A moan escaped from your lips as his hand got down to your butt and squeezed it. You couldn't help but arch your back, leading to you pushing your hips against his crotch.

Merle chuckled again, continuing to play with your butt.

“God, lady, is this all you've been thinkin’ ‘bout since ya followed me out here?” He asked while spinning you around and moving his good hand to the button on your jeans. The other he wrapped around your torso. “Or since ya came to Woodbury?”

“Uh-huh”, you mumbled affirmatively, trying to hold back from squirming. Not so that you could have moved much anyway, his strong arm kept you still. You were so impatient to get more of it, you wanted him to stop teasing and hurry up. But he was taking his time with you.

“And ya never said a word”, he said, faking disappointment while beginning to work on the zipper. “Ya should have, darlin’. Then I could have helped ya out much sooner.”

He grinned, and after the zipper was open, pushed your jeans down.

“I- I didn't dare”, you admitted, your voice shaky as his fingers teased on your thighs, not too far away from the edges of your panties.

“Oh, why not? Am I really that scary?”

“Well, kinda”, you giggled while his hand left your thighs and got up to your chest, now playing with your neck, still gently.

“Ya know, I think ya actually like me being so scary”, he murmured.

You moaned as a response as his hand moved lower and cupped your boob, massaging it on the top of your clothes. He leaned closer, placing a kiss on your temple and then on your neck, his lips softly brushing the sensitive skin. You shivered and this time couldn’t help but squirm, practically grinding against him.

“Easy, hun, easy”, Merle soothed you between the kisses. But there was no way you could take it easy. You were too horny and this wasn’t enough.

“Merle, please”, you whined when his hand just didn’t want to leave your boobs. “Please, I need more…”

“Oh yeah? How ‘bout this, then?” He asked, sliding his hand down right between your thighs.

You hummed, though it was a shaky, needy hum.

“Feels good, don’t it?”

“Yeah”, you moaned, squeezing your eyes shut as he slowly rubbed you. It was so good you could barely take it. Your head fell back against his shoulder, your moan turning into a whine as he increased the pressure.

“I figured. I haven’t seen anyone this wet in ages”, Merle chuckled.

He kept playing with you until you were getting close, but then he just stopped and pulled his hand out of your panties, a sly grin on his face. “I think it’s time to get down to business, huh?”

He let go of you and started to unbuckle his own pants. He quickly pushed them as well as his undies down. You had turned towards him and your expression must have been worth seeing because he smirked.

"Haven't ya ever seen a cock before?"

"I have", you noted. "It's not that..."

Merle grinned. "Turn around, hold onto that tree."

You complied, and he stepped behind you, pulled down your panties, and for a moment just fondled your backside. Then he pushed his cock between your thighs, teasing you with slow thrusts. His cock rubbed your clit wonderfully and you couldn't help but rock your hips against him.

“Yer really all wet down ‘ere, darlin’”, he hummed. “So sweet.”

Maybe it was your responsive body, or maybe the fact that he hadn't fucked anyone in way too long time, but Merle couldn’t hold himself back any longer. So he guided his cock to your entrance, pushing in with one firm thrust. You squeaked and gasped.

"Shh, not so loud. We don't want ‘em walkers to find us, do we?"

"Sorry", you groaned. He was so big, or maybe you were so tight, that despite the horniness, it hurt. Thankfully, he gave you time to adjust.

"It's okay, don't ya worry, girl", he murmured soothingly. “Just take it easy…”

Merle actually waited until you had relaxed before starting to move. And he was surprisingly gentle. Throughout the act. He held himself back, he would have loved to fuck you harder, but you were so shy, you seemed so inexperienced based on how you reacted to him, and he didn't want to scare you. So he was as gentle as he could. And when your pussy clenched around him, your walls spasming and contracting as you came, a little whine escaping your lips, he felt real pleased with himself. And when he reached his own release, it was nearly as intense as yours.

Afterwards, Merle pulled out of you, his breathing ragged.

“Now that was really somethin’”, he smiled, turned you around and pulled you into his arms. “Ya did so well…”

You smiled a bit, feeling satisfied but exhausted. Your legs were like spaghetti and at the moment you didn't even dare think about how you would be able to walk back to Woodbury. So you just closed your eyes and pressed yourself against Merle, who held you tightly.

“Hmm, did I get ya all worn out, huh? Poor girl”, he teased playfully.

All you could do was to make a tiny noise to let him know you had heard him. However, Merle didn't let you rest for very long since you were still in the middle of the woods and it wasn't a good idea to stay there. Even though you were incapable of thinking much of anything while getting dressed again, his mind was already working on how to get you back to Woodbury safely and undetected.

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madiomens · 6 months

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Just Pretend [n.s.]

Chapter Two

I slid my badge through the time clock at the end of my shift, tossing my backpack around my shoulder. I sighed as I redid the clip in my hair, my bangs making their way out of the twist.

"Goodnight, Maddie." My manager said as she walked past me, patting my back. "Good job today."

"Thank you, wait just a second." I said, jogging to catch up with her. "I have bad news."

Her face fell as she stopped walking to face me. "Don't say it."

I pursed my lips as I tried to find the words. "I'm putting in my notice."

Her head fell backwards as she rubbed her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned down. "Maddie, why?" She whined.

I sighed. "An opportunity has presented itself that I can't pass up."

"Can I ask what it is?" She questioned.

A grin ghosted my face before I answered, causing her eyes to light up in intrigue. "Bad Omens have asked me to go on tour with them as their nurse in a month."

Her eyes got wide as her jaw dropped open, causing me to laugh at her expression. Melissa is only a few years older than I am and we have bonded over our love for the same music and festivals.

She furrowed her brows. "Well, now I have to be excited for you to leave when I really want to just cry." She said, taking a deep breath.

"Don't do that because it'll make me do it too." I said, opening my eyes wide to will the tears away. "I can sign on for contracts here when we're not on tour."

"Please?" She asked, wrapping her arms around me in a hug.

"Of course." I said into her hair, squeezing her tightly.

She pulled away. "I know you put in your notice, but you don't have to finish out your scheduled shifts for the month. Go prepare and get excited." She said, a sad smile on her face. "And I will see you when you get back to town."

I smiled at her. "I'll miss you the most."

She poked her lip out and squeezed my arms with her hands. "Will you at least tell Noah how beautiful he is for me?"

I threw my head back in laughter, my voice echoing around the parking lot. "I will try."

A month later I was strolling into the airport with two large suitcases and a carry on bag that were all packed to the brim. I had been communicating with Noah over the last few weeks about flight plans and how long the tour would be. They're planning on touring throughout other countries for three months and through the states for a month and a half, possibly adding more dates for festivals. I checked my bags in and began making my way through the airport, my eyes eventually landing on the band. They stood in a circle talking to a couple fans who approached them, friendly smiles on their faces. Noah's eyes broke contact with the girl who was talking animatedly to him to land on my own eyes, a soft grin spreading across his face. He waved me over, causing the guys to turn and look at me. Smiles broke out on their own faces as they waved at me. The five of us had already begun a group text and had gotten to know each other some, making us all more comfortable now that we are seeing each other in person.

"Hi, Maddie!" Folio greeted me, giving me a quick hug.

I smiled at him. "You drink water today?"

He laughed, the sound of it bringing me joy to listen to. "Two bottles so far. It's only 10 AM."

I laughed. "I'll take it."

"This is Maddie. She's going to be our nurse on tour." Nicholas said to the fans, introducing me.

I waved at them as they all said hi to me, friendly grins on their faces. "That sounds like the best job in the world." The tall blonde said, her voice deep and raspy.

"Oh, I'm so excited." I said with a grin, causing the band to laugh.

"We should probably get to our flight. It was nice to meet you guys." Noah said to the girls, waving at them as we turned to walk away.

"It was nice to meet you, Maddie." The blonde said, waving along with the other girls.

"Oh, it was nice to meet you too!" I said with a smile, waving bye to them.

I walked in the middle of the guys as we made our way to our terminal, boarding with first class almost immediately. The first country we are going to is Ireland, which is a 10 hour flight, so the boys insisted first class was the most comfortable way to get through a long flight. The first entrance was a bar area with tables and booths spread throughout, leading to the main cabin that had pods to sit in. There were single pods and doubles, each one having types of care packages for the flight. Jolly sat in a single pod, leaving us with two doubles left. Noah slid into one, motioning for me to join him. I gave him a soft smile and sat down beside him after putting my carry on in the overhead compartment.

"You ever been on a plane ride this long?" He questioned, pulling his hood on top of the tiny bun on his head.

I shook my head. "Longest one was when I went to Cancun last year, but that was only four and a half hours."

"It honestly doesn't even feel as long as it is. We all just talk and watch movies. Sometimes listen to music if we go to sleep." He said as he got more comfortable in his seat.

I nodded as I lifted my legs to sit criss cross in the seat, pulling the sleeves of my hoodie down over my knuckles. "Maybe they'll have decent horror movies."

Noah turned towards me with a glint in his eye. "You watch horror movies?"

I slightly grinned at him in confusion. "Yes?"

He grinned back at me. "I know what we're doing when we're tired of talking."

I let out a breathy laugh at the excitement on his face as he began scrolling through the movies available. His bottom lip disappeared in his mouth as he chewed on it, eyes skimming through the titles on the screen. I broke eye contact from his face when I felt something hit the side of mine. I turned to see Jolly, his eyes wide as he apologized profusely.

"I was aiming for Nicholas, I am so sorry." He said, leaning across the aisle to hand me a piece of black licorice. "Some candy for the trouble."

My nose scrunched up in disgust before I could stop it, causing Jolly to gasp dramatically. I looked over at Noah with the same expression and he looked down at my hand then back up at my face with his brows raised. "You don't like black licorice either?"

My nose stayed scrunched up. "Tastes like menthol."

"THANK YOU!" He exclaimed, taking the licorice out of my hand to chunk it back at Jolly. "It's disgusting."

I laughed and turned to Jolly in apology. "I'm sorry. I respect that it is a popular candy in your home country, but my taste buds just aren't a fan."

"It is ok. More for me." He said, popping one in his mouth.

I smiled at him and turned back to Noah, who had settled on Sinister to turn on when we were ready. "How long have you been a nurse?" He questioned me as a flight attendant handed him a drink. My brows shot up with a chuckle at the early drinking, causing him to laugh back at me. "Hey, it's 5 o'clock somewhere."

I laughed at him. "Three years."

He took a sip and furrowed his brows. "Three years? How old are you?"

I fake gasped and put my hand on my chest. "Noah, don't you know to never ask a lady her age?"

His eyes got wide and he shook his head side to side. "I'm sorry I wasn't even thinking."

I threw my head backwards against the headrest as a laugh escaped me. "I'm joking. I'm 25. Graduated in the minimum four years."

He bumped his shoulder into mine with a sigh. "God, you made me think I already offended you."

"The day has just begun." I said humorously, causing him to laugh.

"Is it what you've always wanted to do?" He questioned.

I nodded and rested my head on the headrest. "For as long as I can remember."

"I love that." He said. "Acquiring the dream you've always had. It's admirable."

I turned my head to look at him with a soft smile. "Have you acquired the dream you've always had?"

It was his turn to return the same soft smile of his own. "And then some."

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen and everything in between. We are ready to depart to Ireland. We should arrive in around ten and a half hours, so please buckle up then you will be free to roam about the cabin as needed once we are in the air. Thank you." A man's voice came over the speakers, breaking our eye contact.

I slid the buckle across my waist and placed my feet on the ground, taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out through pursed lips.

"Ready for ten hours in the air?" He asked me with a soft chuckle.

I looked over at him with a soft chuckle of my own. "As ready as I'll ever be."

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tarotnoob · 2 years

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PAC: August 2022 predictions (or next 3 months from when you read this)

Choose a '90s early 2000 movie and scroll for your predictions for August (or next few months from when you read this).

Pile 1

My intention was to keep the format short but with any readings, if you want to read superficially you could. I don't really like to do that because I feel like there's always more to a situation than the first few cards you pull. Like when he clarify, it's like adding a whole other detail of importance to a sentence. Like I could be so I saw this dog. Okay well you get the idea but what if I said so I saw this dog today it was a young Labrador puppy with golden fur and it belonged to my neighbor but it escaped out the backyard because one of the kids left the door open.

So I mean you get the story that I saw a dog but if I told you all of the rest of the information you would have more of a story about context and the background. I saw a dog but it was a lost dog. You get the idea so I feel like tarot can be like that. I could be like hey eventually you're going to meet the love of your life. But what if I left out that before then you're going to have to date two other jerks that you should look out for and you're also going to lose your job and take a long vacation before you find this person and by the way you're going to find this person while on your vacation.

I guess it depends on what you want to know and how much you want to know. So I'll try to do a superficial take. I started this pile last night and then I was tired and then I kept feeling like it wasn't talking about the pile but was talking about a specific event that's coming up but I don't really want to go into that so I'm going to keep it as a general blog reading.

That's the other weird thing about Tarot is like you can ask a question and the cards won't listen and they will tell you something that is more important but you don't know that because it happens in the future so you have no way of knowing other than a feeling.

So what I will say in a superficial and general sense is that in August or the coming months from when you read this to keep it timeless, I see a lot of change. After a really tough time. It's a long time as in could be years of struggling about something and carrying a lot of weight and responsibility but being determined to get to where you need to go or to finish the task.

Because to clarify some really strong cards like the chariot which represents cancer energy and the wheel of Fortune which is Sagittarius or fixed sign energy and then the six of Wands, we have some difficult cards like nine of Wands, 10 of Wands, 10 of swords.

The other interesting thing is how many tens you received in the only six cards. 10 is cycle completion. So it is to me the end of a very long and tough cycle that could have been going on for years or even up to a decade or more. But you got through it and I was going to keep this the superficial portion lol. So I'll just say an end to a tough and stressful cycle and now you're feeling very determined, there is change on the horizon like not even far away. Sometimes you get these in your life okay change is coming but it'll be like another couple of years. This feels like literally it's already starting to happen and should process within the next few weeks or months.

There is strong indication of travel. Especially for long-term trips or long distance trips. Particularly if you are traveling to somewhere like Egypt or somewhere it kind of exotic for you or traveling across a continent. Because there's a lot of indication of a long period of time elapsing. I think that's not just the struggle of your path for the last several years but that now you're moving into a cycle that will be long lasting but full of blessings.

I just see really really significant change for you. The six of Wands is the card that kind of made me feel funny because to clarify I got a ten of swords. But that can just mean again that a tough cycle is ending and you're approaching a time of success. Sure, it could be literal success and public recognition of some kind for whatever you're going into, which could be career or schooling of some kind. But, I see this more as like an emotional or spiritual triumph that you pushed through something and then you were able to come out of the other end despite all of the difficulties.

I should also mention with the clarification at least that I did today and last night, the planetary influences could be anything in cancer, anything Venus is up to, especially in relation to Taurus. Leo energy came up and the new moon and Leo is about to happen and we just entered Leo season.

Yeah, I don't know what kind but whatever you pushed through to open up this change for you, there will be a lot more focus and clarity and abundance. I feel like there will be more new adventures, there is happiness, potentially love. It just feels like somebody who goes through something and what you get on the other side is a lot of wisdom and maturity.

I feel like you know where you are headed now. Because if you look at the chariot which is all about having things under control and determination and moving forward, it's almost like Jupiter or just this wheel of Fortune card is coming through and pointing with its compass to where you need to go, and then since the 6 of Wands follows it's clear it indicates that you are being propelled very quickly toward a path of success but it wasn't an easy path at all. It looks very tiring. If you're going from the nine of Wands to the 10 of Wands, it's kind of like okay there's s*** ahead but we push through it and then on the other side there's 10 of cups.

The Oracle cards indicate that there will be some things in your life that fall away. It could be by choice or maybe not choice or maybe you still have to let go of a couple of things but it appears that whatever those old things are are crumbling. I don't take this as seriously as a tower situation but towers create change. And certainly if you went through some type of tower whether it's recently or over the years, you got through it because nine and 10 of Wands and 10 of swords indicate tough but guess what it's over because it's a 10. It's a 10 but it sucks lol

But this doesn't take that you have ancestors who are watching over you and trying to help guide you. I think that if you want to believe this, you could that they are probably the ones who have helped open these doors for you and supported you along the way. I don't know if that helps to hear it but that seems to be a message.

So, besides having the wheel here it does give a sense of destiny that the difficult times that you went through served some type of purpose to either line you up with your path or to provide you some kind of spiritual wisdom or maturity that would help you be able to handle this level of change to your life when it does come. Like maybe 10 years ago if you hadn't been through some difficult stuff you wouldn't know how to manage stress or work through conflict, but now that you've experienced that, you would be able to handle a higher level of change to your life instead of it breaking you down with anxiety.

So, that's the general sense but like I said specifically this could be related to a long distance relocation or long distance trip or I guess it's general again but a very long path that you've been going through that's finally seeing the clearing. Like if you or just going through a forest and it felt like forever any thought you would never get to the other end and see light again, you would probably be like half a mile away maybe less than that.

It's also possible that if love is on the horizon, you could meet this person online or they or you have some type of following. I don't know if that really matters but I'll throw it out there since I see it. As a person, what I'm seeing and it doesn't have to be a love interest, this could just be you or the only part where I feel like maybe there could be another person or the cards around the six of wants.

Because the empress came out for clarification when I wanted to understand the ten of swords and king of swords that popped out but anyway. Somebody very intelligent, somebody very attractive, somebody very successful either at work or like I said they might have some type of online following. Or this might be who you become if you're working toward those kinds of things. And maybe it felt like you failed a few times in doing this, but I think things might change shortly. But also this could generally be the influence of Venus. I feel like Mercury Venus Mars are the energies coming up for this pile so those current planetary transits might be influencing you a lot right now or influencing everybody I should say. Since Taurus came up I think it's Uranus is in Taurus as well so that one's just hanging out there always influencing things.

Yeah, there's some type of new adventure on the way and it could lead to love or just greater emotional maturity and the 10 of cups definitely indicates a lot more moments of joy. I would just say to sum up for this pile it's like hard work pays off is the motto happening here.

So if you put in the work and do you struggle through the long haul, I would expect it to show some results very quickly here. Like really big results. Maybe even some type of fame.

Can I read anything any other way to help with specific instances? Well determination is the first part. Again, determination and carrying on a lot of responsibility by yourself which seems to be related to a destiny thing as well as pushing towards some type of change. I would even expect sometimes for this person that changes quite difficult or it feels like you always have to be the one to do everything to create opportunities in your life. Because I feel like this ten of Wands person is struggling by themselves to create change or make change but it could also represent somebody who is determined to fight against change at times.

Like it works both ways that there was probably a time where you struggled with change but I feel like that phase is over which is why the crumbling is here. You're about to get rid of that responsibility or that weight that makes you anxious. Because now it's like that anxiety has turned into determination instead of fear. Or you could just be at the end of that type of phase and working through that. It's okay to still have fear and anxiety about anything but it doesn't look like it's as crushing or crippling as before.

I think the crumbling card is interesting when I talked about the opening in the forest because you see the door is slightly opening and it's like get ready to start your horses. So there's the opening, beyond as this beautiful field, if you go through the gate, I think there's something really great there. It feels like the message is also when you are determined and you are strong, the universe will end up seeing your efforts eventually and will reward you. Also technically in theory abundances always there for you but maybe you have to access it by changing the frequency of your brain to something higher before it comes to you.

I suppose since numbers seem significant here we should talk about those real quick and then end it. So like I said there are three tens. Tens indicate a cycle ending or cycles in general. You also have a nine a three a seven and six. I think back of the deck was a six.

So, I would read this as some cycles that involve finding and creating harmony in several aspects of life, there were also lessons involved for you that were probably karmic and that there seems to be abundant says the reward since a three showed up.

To me, it feels like a path about a lot of inner work and working through conflicts and challenges to determine I guess how strong you are or to make you strong and this feels a strong part of your destiny and path. I don't know what it means when people have different paths but sometimes it's very clear that there are different paths people might be assigned to before their incarnation. Some of those paths might be external as in a person could be born to create some kind of mass change for the collective.

Although I think you can do both you can have a collective responsibility and then you have your soul work I guess. In this instance, it could be something like you could become somebody famous and influence others but the more important level seems to be the interchange that's created by going through struggles and how and going through that, you do get to a place where you will probably get everything that you wanted because you deserve it.

But why souls have those constant phases where it's like building up your strengths and integrity. Like what does that actually do for a soul end game. If we all started with one source as one source and then split off to have these human or being experiences, like what does that do in the end? Like what is the point? But certainly it does read like souls go around collecting traits from experiences just like in video games lol.

Like you level up as you struggle and then as you persevere through that struggle. It seems kind of monotonous to me lol but I didn't start it or technically I guess I did if I'm part of it but I think it's fascinating to think about one source and then that one source splitting off into kajillions of little bits of energy that can absorb experiences and eventually bring it back to source but then each of those beings could have completely different opinions or experiences or observations. But it's like I am you you are me lol. Isn't that what they say in Alice in wonderland? I am you and you were me and we are all together. It's also a serendipity thing lol

Anyway, I know it's not simple but this isn't really a simple read other than to say that it feels like August or the next few months of when you read this you'll see drastic changes in what comes next. But I also feel like you're aware of these changes at the point of reading this that they've already kind of started but it would be like right before it takes into effect. Like if you just found out you got a job and then you haven't quite started it but you are about to or you just started it a week ago.

Just because I have to read everything, there is something a little bit worrying about the six of Wands but I feel like this would be more of a world event. It just bothers me because I could also read it as something potentially happening to a celebrity but that's because when I see six of Wands and a ten of swords clarifying it you would be like okay well this could be somebody famous and then guess what they get stabbed in the back about 10 times. Like hey Julius Caesar moment.

But not really related to your reading It's just something that keeps bothering me. But then when I further clarified, I got empress and the back of the deck head good cards so I think it's more like a repeat of 10 of Wands and wheel of Fortune as in difficult times but guess what success and good fortune is next. Even 9 of Wands clarifying a chariot is like that. You go from being on the defense and determination to rolling right through to success.

I would also note that even though eventually good things will come about from these changes, the initial start of it could be a bit bumpy. But that tends to happen as we transition to new cycles.

10 could be significant in terms of dates as in October or the 10th of August or some month. Especially since I'm getting 10:10 a lot and I saw 1010 as an expiration date on my Jungkook vanilla latte bottle today and I remember thinking oh that would have been funny if it was 10:13 since I tend to see that number a lot. And then I was like oh 1010 that's Naruto's birthday lol. My point being that it's interesting I saw all that before I sat down to analyze the cards so 1010 could be significant for you.

Or 10-6 or August 10th or 6th etc. Or if you aren't reading this around August then the 10th of a month in the next few months. 10 just seem so strong here doesn't it so let's watch out for August 10th and October 10th in the collective. Because besides this rating, there could be something significant that happens on those dates that comes as a bit of a shock to people.

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Pile 2

It's funny how pile one so clearly got the tens and this pile clearly got the fours.

August 4th or the 4th of the month could be significant for you. Or fourth house. 4th month. Whatever depending on when you're reading this.

So, I hate to say it because nobody likes that okay I'm stuck and I need to not be stuck and go with the flow lol but you have a reverse hanged man and a four of pentacles. This could be a stuck in the comfort zone thing because four is generally could be about stability or something that would represent the fourth house which is cancer, so having to do with the home and you know where we feel comfortable or family etc

There does seem to be a reluctance to take risks and start something new because what's clarifying this for of pentacles is the fool and the magician, both obviously mean a new start, manifesting new opportunities, taking risks and doing so. But there seems to be something that you're holding on to. It could be that this new venture might take money for you to do and that's an issue and you don't want to spend, it could be other things that you're holding on to that aren't material, but you know on the other side what it could indicate is if you were to take some risk and try to manifest this thing, you could make money from it. Or save up I guess I could say. But that's only if you open up to the opportunity first.

And speaking of I have a couple of cards that indicate that. The four of Wands is clarified by a page of cups, so there is an opportunity or invitation for something that would bring you joy, which could be romance or it could be other things that just bring you emotional fulfillment. If that's some type of social situation, it could definitely be an invitation to a wedding or other celebration that's coming up for you.

It could be that you are somebody who is saving up for a wedding soon or in the present. Or party.

But another opportunity that's coming out with this page of pentacles is clarified by a three of pentacles, so this could be an opportunity to work together with other people. It could be a job or a project, but you're definitely being offered something that would allow you to create and build with another person. This could be a relationship again like a romantic one or even a friendship or it could be a new job opportunity that's about to come in.

However, the hangman reversed is clarified by a knight of swords reversed. This could indicate two things, it could be a stuck momentum from an external situation that has you stuck or it could be a sense of thinking or perspective that's keeping you from going forward. It could also be a reluctance to make some type of decision. But to me, it's looking more like a devil situation where there's something spiritually or intellectually going on where you are holding yourself back from new things. It could be the usual fear of change, could be being lazy, it could be not wanting to leave your comfort zone.

It almost feels like maybe somebody invites you to something or offers you something where you would definitely be working along or interacting with other people to do something, but it's like you have doubts maybe. There's some reluctance. Maybe because it's new. Maybe you need more information. Maybe you need to process what's being offered. But, it seems like you brought it to yourself. It looks like you manifested this thing but now that you have it or have the opportunity it's like okay well it's here now but do I really want it lol

So, I would say the cards say process the information think about it because that's what the hanged man is doing but the hangman if he was upright would be going with the flow and not overanalyzing so much but in this pile, there's overanalyzing being done. That's fair. If it's a new situation, you're going to be relying on other people, it's pretty human to think about it a little bit.

But the invitation seems to be nice. It's from the four of Wands, so it feels like a party or a social invitation or an opportunity to be happy so I don't really know what the reluctance is besides what the four of pentacles might say for you which could be a money issue or holding on to something else that's not material.

It could be holding on to a certain outcome or like waiting for a better offer. But, I mean it doesn't really say yes or no if this would bring you happiness. I mean for wands you could look at and be like well yeah.

But every opportunity is simply what you make of it. The universe gives them out, if you take them cool if you don't well you don't and you'll never know.

But I don't see any red flags here for it. The only red flag here is about the way you're thinking about it or talking to yourself or crippled by some type of decision that you would need to make to accept the offer.

Sometimes when I see a knight of swords reversed besides it being about a stall of some kind, it can be a negative way of thinking or talking. Almost being kind of bitter or hard on yourself and since it's around a reversed hanged man it also gives up feeling of being anti-spiritual I guess. Like getting away from that path and going into a place that's not really beneficial for you.

But once you clear that out, I don't foresee anything negative here besides any minor whatever that might come from anything new that you start. But I will say the other advice could be in this star mother card that says how can you mother yourself. And my guess is maybe you're being hard on yourself or negative in some way in the way you're thinking. Maybe you think you aren't good enough for this opportunity or you can't do it or whatever doubts you may have, this could be a sign to go easier on yourself.

Or it could be advice to be more social or accept more offers as they come when people want to hang out with you instead of questioning why they want to hang out with you, go ahead and do it. Or do whatever you need to do right now to take care of yourself if you need permission for that to focus on you and work out what's going on inside your mind right now. Because you seem maybe a bit confused and there's not as much clarity so maybe focusing on you will help work through that.

And not to say that relationships couldn't be involved at some point here or in addition to work, but it does look like it could be career-oriented since I do think the new opportunity will present something financial so that you can start saving. As if you're going to manifest money. It could even be done in a strange way or new way. It could be through stocks or some type of more risky ventures even. But at the same time, it looks like somebody could be blocking that. Like they are afraid to bring this new thing in and take a risk and try it out but like I said that seems to be the result of the reversed cards.

So, I see opportunities and invitations but I don't know if you'll immediately take them or there's a possibility that you are expecting them and they might be delayed. But they will be situations like social invitations and opportunities to collaborate or work with others. You might have to save up for these things or you might have to let go of something in order to make something happen, you might also have to take risks in order to do that as well.

And pay attention to what you're thinking and what you're projecting with your energy because it's bordering a bit on going negative. And the solution there must be the star mother card which is saying to nurture and take care of yourself.

And in terms of energy, I would say Pisces is here but it's kind of blocked and then Uranus and mercury or Gemini and Virgo.

Numbers or dates that could be significant could be April or the 4th of some month. Especially April 4th if that's a birthday or anniversary. I would also pay attention to Gemini and Virgo seasons depending on when you read this or those transits. Plus like I said Pisces.

I wouldn't be surprised if somebody reads this more toward winter because I feel like there's a lot of energy around early part of next year especially around Pisces to Taurus season. So if you read it around then, definitely pay attention. But there is still that Virgo energy hanging about here so timing wise for people who read this now, I would expect these offers an opportunities to come around then or maybe even I don't know when or ever that Uranus might go into Virgo or Gemini but that could be a prediction for much later into the future since I think that's far off.

Or I guess if you happen to have Uranus in those in your chart. I don't know the timing for those so sorry.

But I could just say maybe Mercury and Uranus are going to have a bit of influence on you at this time or Neptune as well since I think Neptune has been in Pisces for a while although it goes retrograde so oh I guess I should say that since it goes retrograde soon or already did, when a card comes out reversed and it's obviously related to a planet. And everybody knows hanged man is Neptune right. It's upside down so I would also pay attention to what a Neptune in retrograde might mean for your chart or energy.

Maybe this retrograde will delay some type of information or is a signed to stall on some type of decisions until the retrograde is over. I don't really put much stock into that but if you do, it's there. It could also just be a way for the cards to indicate timing saying that these opportunities and whatever are going to happen during the timing of this transit. Which is going on now, I don't know when the Neptune retrograde switches again so you can look that up for timing.

And one last look, it is interesting how the pentacle the four of pentacles is holding and then the light around the head and the hanged man and then the pentacle that the page is holding feel connected. From that perspective, it's like the four of pentacles is holding on to something in terms of a dream or goal. Like clinging to it and not wanting to let go and this could be related to a certain outcome expectation.

But it would make sense because when you have the magician and the full hanging about it's like manifesting a new adventure and holding on to this or whatever and trying to create something new. And it even looks like let's say this person is working the pentacle and creating it with their mind and spirituality or energy since the hangman now has that energy around there head. And then from that, it's like the magician is working to bring it into the material because now the page of pentacles has this thing that you held on to and wanted to form and bring into existence.

But it seems like it's related to something you want to bring into existence that would require other people to help you. Maybe that's what is stalling the manifestation. You have to wait until the right people come in to help you. Whoever these people are in three of pentacles. It could also be that you have a bigger project so you might need money to do it and then when you have the money you can hire these other people to build it if it's like a really big dream.

Like if you want to build a house or become somebody famous or write a book. You would still need money for some of that and then you could hire or invite the right people. That's just an example, it could also be in a spiritual way as in you want to build something and have this certain lifestyle but your soul tribe hasn't come in yet. Well I would say it looks like they're delayed in coming. But there's a reason for it because this hanged man situation shows that some type of perspective needs to change before the opportunity can come in to have these people involved. It could also just be a universal delay due to divine timing.

Because something spiritually and mentally has to be aligned and worked out. I mean beyond this just being about a Neptune retrograde energy whatever, it should still also be about something needing to line up spiritually and mentally. As if like someone's trying to figure out or analyze if this thing is in alignment or meant to be. That's what's interesting about getting a spiritual and a sword card because it's like the human side and the spirit side are both either colliding or like working together in a process that has to happen before this page of pentacles can come in.

And I also think the page can be about learning something new as well so it's like something has to align for the collaboration to happen but also to be able to learn some type of lesson. It could be a lesson about working together or being more open to being with other people as well. Maybe you usually like to work alone or something or can be quite stubborn and you need to figure out that it's not a good thing for you. Like maybe ask other people for help or go ahead and work with other people. So those are all the potential things I see for this pile.

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Pile 3

Interesting. I saw several of these cards as I was shuffling and then I came out. And also the way they came out with strange and kind of confused so I'm not surprised to see reversed things indicating a lack of clarity or what to do about something.

I would also not be surprised if you were drawn a bit to pile 2.

So, like I said with pile two, there could be upcoming retrogrades that might cause a situation to stall or this is in general about something being delayed.

Before clarifications, the cards definitely indicate maybe some confidence about a love relationship being an issue or even heartbreak that leads you to feeling insecure about a relationship with somebody. They can also be, not feeling confident in who you are in general. It could be the result of other people. Because this five of Wands could be other people that are negative in your sphere, bringing down how you feel about yourself. It could also be that it's an internal conflict but I can't imagine a random internal conflict making somebody feel insecure, it would probably be brought about by some type of conflict.

I can definitely be a situation where you were disappointed. But it could also be lacking the confidence to move forward or make a decision about something that is true to who you are or would have to do with relationships since the lovers is hanging out here.

What's sitting on your three of swords is a seven of pentacles which is all about waiting in patients and then the queen of swords reversed, which can indicate a lack of clarity or harsh words or thoughts or a lack of decision over a long period of time and then constantly being disappointed or being heartbroken about it.

Specifically for some if this is a relationship whether it's romantic or friendship or whatever it is, you are this person could be a fire sign and maybe it's like your butting heads over something. Or it could be that there's a lot of emotion involved and not a lot of rationale. Because I see a lot of strong energy with the queen of Wands and then we know that there's some type of conflict or competition going on and then we have like impatience.

So either something has taken too long and it's weighing on your confidence or you're getting impatient and picking fights or someone is picking fights with you.

To me it reads a lot like impatience is the issue here. Somebody not willing to wait the time to create this garden or whatever. But if it were a relationship I would say that it could also be something where not thinking clearly and letting emotions take over but the answer seems to be patients.

Three of swords can also indicate a time of not speaking with somebody. It could be not communicating with someone for a long time over a conflict. A situation where things got pretty heated. Especially if one particular person was very bossy.

Because it's almost like maybe the queen of swords and the queen of Wands went head-to-head and maybe things were said that shouldn't have been said. But that's a specific situation.

On the other side for the lovers a lot of cards came out. Lovers is Gemini energy by the way and then we also have fire energy coming out. So maybe a Gemini is involved and that's who the queen of swords is. Or a Gemini with fireplacements or fire person with Gemini placements.

With the lovers, we have Ace of cups and then Ace of Wands reversed, a seven of cups and eight of pentacles. Again it's giving off the vibes from the previous pile but there is an offer right. It could be an offer from this person to reconcile. It could be a new offer that has to do with anything. It does seem to be indicating relationships because of the lovers and cups but it could also be some type of offer that could provide emotional harmony and different aspects of your life. There is an indication also of work here with the eight of cups.

The last pile had something similar because it had three of pentacles. So again it's like there's doubt or an unwillingness to move forward around an opportunity that would involve building something with another person or persons. But it's like you don't know what to do, or you don't feel inspired or there's still this lack of communication I guess or harmony between the other person. I think it could also be a situation where somebody is trying to put out this offer of help or affection or whatever but maybe you are too busy or you would prefer to do it alone.

Or there's just too much going on because the seven of cups can be wow I just have a lot of things on my plate and 8 of pentacles there could be like I'm just too busy with work right now for a relationship or it could be a four of cups situation where you're so busy and you have this opportunity in the cup is right here but you just don't see it.

I would guess like the previous pilot has to do with a mindset that's happening here. There's something else you are focused on mentally that's preventing you from opening up to certain opportunities with people. Now if it's a reconciliation that's up to you especially if you had a previous conflict but that could be something that comes through. During retrogrades especially mercury they say that people come back around this time. I've had a couple of people who I haven't spoken to in years or a long time suddenly come back lately and apologize or suddenly sent me money on Kofi after years of not talking.

So I think sometimes the energy aligns for certain things and people start reflecting and they want to contact you again. So it's up to you whether you want to reply or not. I mean you never have to do anything you don't want to do.

But like I said there seem to be things on your mind and they don't feel very positive. It's kind of like things are happening but I don't know what's holding you back. It will be different for every person. Another way of looking at it like I said with the previous pile is that there is something that you are destined for and it doesn't have to be meeting this person. It's just that the lover sometimes can be about bringing two people together especially soulmates, but it's also more a card about intellectual or spiritual harmony within oneself. And if those things aren't aligned obviously all these other things will be thrown off in reversed in these cards.

Because there is a lot of conflict and doubt and uncertainty here. Even like a lack of inspiration or spark to get something going I guess. And so that can apply to a relationship or any situation like a job or school. But there is some delay here. And it could be that there is waiting on some type of communication.

Maybe there's a universal glitch right now where there are plans that were being worked out for a lot of people in the collective and maybe something big happened that wasn't really expected in the plan even though everything in the plan is always expected but some things for some people might be pushed back for a reason. So if something doesn't happen when you want it as you want it, don't feel like it's not coming. Because the last two piles have shown that there might be a delay here. Or you might have to wait a bit longer. Pile one wasn't like that at all but the second pile was.

It could also be trying to divine the plot of save the last dance though too lol

It wouldn't surprise me given that you got the dance with life Oracle lol. I will tell you with Tarot sometimes it's so literal that you want to do a reading about something and you use these placeholders as inspiration for people to pick the card file but then what happens is the cards will also read the plot or the emotions behind the thing that you're looking at. Because I look at the posters to make sure that I'm connecting the right energy.

On the other hand though what happens is more than likely somebody intuitively connects with a poster because of the feelings that movie gives them so it would make sense that a person connects with the movie for those reasons if they know that movie and then within that reading, those same feelings from the movie and then the person end up being in the reading lol. Because in that movie you know there's this very confident creative ballerina girl who has conflict with her father and then conflict with other people as she moves into the new school and her mother passed away a long time ago so there's this long-standing heartbreak and she's kind of very emotional rather than logical in a lot of her interactions. And then she meets this guy but there's some conflict there blah blah blah. I know this movie is cliche now but it was pretty cool when it came out.

Anyway point being that probably a similar situation as being played out where there's some external conflict happening that's also affecting some in our stuff for you in terms of confidence and patience. There may be a stall to your plans or there may just be an offer of any kind in which you are kind of conflicted on what to do. Or how much you want to invest long-term. It could be like an offer but you're just not that excited about it or you need more information or clarity. Or you might not even see it because you're busy with other things.

I think it's a mixture of job and relationships but it will depend on the person. Anyway so the oracles dance with life says do something to change your energy so again we know that there's something a bit off about your energy and how you're processing a situation or your perspective right now spiritually.

The other Oracle says your guidance is divinely guided. Well that certainly fits the image on the lovers card so there is something coming your way that seems to be divinely planned out for you. But I would guess that there's a bit of a delay or stall or even issues if you want it or are excited about it or maybe it's just doubts.

I would also suggest maybe doing something active to take your mind off of it. Like go outside and have a walk or go do things with friends that gets you active. Because it's like you're so focused on this one thing that maybe if you go do something to take your mind off of it that would help provide clarity or just give you some relief.

So I don't see a specific situation here except as I said it could be relationship but it could be a general offer that has to do with anything like a job or it doesn't matter but there seems to be a lot of confusion and delays and maybe some miscommunications involved here. But the oracles make me think that you need to do something different here to change the way you go about it or the way your perceiving it or also maybe spending too much time dwelling on it has led you into a bit of a spiritual sinkhole.

As a prediction, if you are starting a new job soon or at a job in general, there is the potential that you will meet this person through work or school. I'm leaning more toward work but it's just this last part with this random eight of pentacles, it makes me feel like it hasn't happened yet but you could meet somebody because it's divinely guided. There will be some type of offer but I think it wouldn't happen immediately. Like it's there maybe it will start as friendship. But it doesn't look like there's a spark at first. But the fact that the wand is reversed here could just mean that in terms of timing, you haven't met this person yet. Because when you do meet them, the wand might flip.

And the seven of cups can just indicate there's elements of the unknown. Like the plan is still sort of being worked out. And then the aid of pentacles could indicate it happens at work or when you're studying so at a school. But it's like it just hasn't lined up yet lol. They haven't worked it out quite right on the other side and there have been some delays for a long time.

But part of it I think had to do with you. Not to say you're being punished but as in there were delays on your part where you had to work through some conflict whether internal or external before you could get to this point. But you're still not even there. This would definitely not be a person you've met. So maybe scrap the reconciliation thing although that's something I'll just say to bring up because it does give rebuilding vibes. Like I don't know if I want to rebuild with this person who contacted me but yeah.

However for others I would say the Ace of Wands being flipped indicates you haven't met the person yet. And then seven of cups is almost like there's a fog around it which I read as timing hasn't been figured out but the lovers shows that it will happen lol like there's an angel above bringing these two people together. And it can be a friend or a special mental where I guess but yeah.

On a spiritual level it looks like it's like sorry about this but we had some delays so yeah. Kind of like when a pilot comes on and it's like yeah we can't take off for another hour because whatever. That's kind of like what it's saying like lol sorry about that bro

And then the dance with life is kind of like hey how about you just distract yourself with the movie or something until we get this plane off the ground. Like it's basically saying chill out we're working on it technical difficulties.

Meanwhile put your energy into things that are productive. But it will come eventually.

Gates-wise what can I say with the numbers we have a couple of ones, 2 7s, and eight, six a five, a 9 at the back. Yeah so there's like you're somewhere in the middle and then there's an end point and it's like there are gaps between. Although I mean you do have a five six seven eight nine

So it feels more like in the middle to end which is not very helpful and then there are ones here. But like I said it feels like the ones are far away. You know when you get a 10 and a one so you know a cycle has ended This feels more like there's a way to go until the cycle ends for this pile but way ahead there are new things but like I said this feels like a relationship of some type in the further future after some delays

But there is an eight so in terms of dates August 5th through the 9th could be significant or those dates depending on whatever month you read it. Or Gemini season or a Gemini Transit.

I don't know why but I get the feeling that current retrograde transits which at least are Neptune and I don't know what else is in retrograde are creating some type of electromagnetic fog of some sort. I don't know what that means astrologically speaking that's just the sense I get from the last two piles. And it does give retrograde vibes of things being sort of cloudy and needing to reflect on things. And delays.

And I think I said this for the previous pile as well that this could be a serious fallout or verbal conflict with a friend or someone else as well. Like if you are in a relationship you might have an argument with your partner and then there is some offer to reconcile or the potential to but you don't really know how you feel about it or if you want to work on this or if you want to let it go I guess especially if you've already invested a lot of time into it. And I can go for a non-relationship situation. If it's a job and there's a lot of conflict and then maybe they offer you a measly raise to get you to stay but you're like I don't know.

But something has to change because your energy seems a bit low vibrational during this time and I would suggest going with your intuition if something doesn't feel right. Like things that fall away are going to fall away for reasons so you don't need to chase them if the universe is trying to get you out of them. That will be my final advice for you.

Also sorry for typos It's way easier for me to interpret if I do voice to text but voice to text gets every other word wrong.

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Pile 4

Interesting. I was just thinking okay well pile 3 and pile two were similar and I made sense both of those movies had Julia stiles some maybe somebody would be drawn to both of those based on that or those movies being somewhat similar. This movie is different than that. Although I guess I chose movies that were romantic drama comedies kind of that have the same type of plot so maybe the cards pulled from that energy.

Because those movies are all about love and will they or won't they get together and some heartbreaks along the way before they do get together. And the cards keep kind of portraying that energy lol but maybe there's a reason I picked those as my theme. I just watched drive me crazy because I was feeling nostalgic and it was one of my favorite movies back in the day because it's the same plot as a lot of movies but I felt like the characters were a bit more realistic because Melissa Joan Hart isn't like you know a model but she was pretty don't get me wrong I'm just saying that I thought the characters weren't so awful. Kind of like in she's all that. I don't really like that movie.

Anyway, I say that because everybody's getting three of swords lol but keep in mind that I also read three of swords as retrograde or miscommunications or going out of contact with somebody. It doesn't necessarily have to mean a specific heartbreak or disappointment but certainly it can.

Especially because we have the empress here and she represents Venus, the hermit well that certainly could read us having to go into isolation or potentially a difficult thing that happens with a friend or partner and so you have to do some deep thinking about something. But that's kind of what we do during retrograde so that three of swords could indicate okay this is retrograde and this is a time where we're going to think about things related to Venus, which could be self-love or romantic love or abundance or even our physique. Like our physical aesthetic. Which could be related to self-love as well.

So there can be all kinds of things where it's not a specific event but the energy of the universe and the transits and everything is affecting all of a similarly right now. So I would look at things that are in Virgo or what Venus is up to. What retrogrades are happening. When I see the three of swords I think of Mercury as well. And Mercury retrograde but it any retrograde

There does seem to be a pause where a decision needs to be made or some type of crossroad. I was picking up this theme for the last three piles. I thought pile one was a bit more advanced beyond that. But there was the tiniest hint of things falling away.

Like I also said with the other piles there could be a delay of some sorts with that retrograde energy especially when it comes to travel because I see the page of Wands.

And on top of that there's a good sense of timing here for this being Virgo to Libra season. There seems to be maybe travel or the start of something new during this time but you may experience some type of delay or a tough decision that you have to make about something. It could just be that you have to make a tough decision to do something new. Like if you're going to switch jobs or if you're going to move somewhere, it could be a tough decision where you have to give up something in order to gain something. And it looks like you'll have to do a bit of thinking about that.

So with that two of swords and hermit here it's like okay I have to sit and I need to think about what I want to do and then I need to make a decision where maybe both decisions or opportunities are a bit difficult to choose or no matter what you kind of lose something here or you'll be sad about something. Or it could even be that you require a bit more information from somewhere before you can make the decision to do something.

But it does seem too involve a new opportunity with this Ace of pentacles. Every single pile had this show of new opportunities coming through but then they're being a stall or doubts

You have these leap card which reminds me of the fool and then I think it pairs well with the page of Wands because this is somebody who takes risks and just goes with it. But I think you're not probably going with it. There was another pile that had the hanged man in reverse and this is that similar energy in that and maybe something mentally or just externally has caused a delay here for taking this new thing. It could be a fear but I also would totally believe that something gets in the way. You know if you have travel plans and then the plane gets delayed or the flight gets canceled.

But I want you to know that I feel like with every pile that this has come up, that there is a reason that this delay happens. So even if something doesn't go as planned, it's going to happen for a reason. For example, my mom has been trying to get this surgery scheduled for the last 6 months. She had to go to a second doctor because the first one randomly canceled and they started to set up the surgery but then yesterday she got a call from the insurance that this doctor is no longer in the network even though he was when she started the search and they made the plans for this. Which made me really pissed off I'll tell you. Because otherwise she would have to pay $8,000 out of pocket for the surgery lol Even though when she started talking to these doctors in this hospital, it was in network

But that's the American health system for you It's a piece of s*** just like our government. That aside, my point is that can be the kind of delay. And she said last night when I was getting frustrated with the system and I was like who do you need me to call and yell at because I can't believe that you went through all of this for that time and this person was in the system and then randomly they're not in your network and you have to suffer a penalty for it and do this all over again.

But she was like well maybe it happened for a reason and I should go to this doctor. But then she said she really liked the doctor that she was supposed to do the surgery with lol. So on the one hand maybe that would have gone wrong and this one will go better but then what about the other side of it where because of this insurance company the surgery goes funky and something happens to my mom because of this change then essentially this insurance company is responsible for whatever happens there but yes there are things we don't know.

Anything could have gone wrong if she would have stayed on that path and now maybe going to this one will be something different. Or that's what we want to think it's also possible that the world is just s***** and likes to inconvenience everybody and nobody actually cares about anybody.

But that way of thinking would certainly be a hanged man reversed situation if you kept that perspective. If you keep my mom's perspective, you would probably be an upright hanged man

Anyway so all these cards fell out at the same time which is a bit strange. The other piles didn't do that. I guess that could indicate that something might come as a shock or come out of nowhere or happen all at once. And this could be that three of swords two of sword situation where something get started but yeah there's a delay or hiccup

Like me moving out to Nevada and then at the last minute my Airbnb person will call and be like Yeah I'm going to have to cancel lol which happened the last time I used Airbnb

But so let's talk about how we start with hermit which could be Virgo right so in Virgo season you could travel, you could start off some type of journey or adventure something new is happening here.

But potentially by the time Libra rolls around, there could be some type of crossroads here or some decision you have to make and It feels like a hard or heartbreaking decision. But since the ace of pentacles follows, I can't tell if the tough decision will lead to an opportunity or what is offered is the thing that causes some disappointment or heartbreak here. It could also be like I suggested for the others that if you go radio silent with somebody after a conflict that there might be a period of time where you lose contact and aren't communicating but then later on there is an offer of some kind.

So it's very strange because the last three piles are definitely very similar in that there is something new starting, there are opportunities and chances for abundance but then it's like you have to make a tough decision to get there or it's like you do get something but at a cost.

And it's like there's risk involved so you really have to do some deep thinking about what to do or if it's right. And what it looks like all together really is a tough decision. But it can be anything like you get a job opportunity but you have to move away or you lose a friend but then you end up making another. Things like that.

And at the very least, I just see a delay in something maybe because you have to think about it. That seems to be the very least bit of drama I can think of.

It could be that you experienced some type of conflict with someone and are disappointed in them because Libra is also the house of relationships right. So a disappointment with a new relationship or something and you really have to reflect about what you want to do here or what you want to say or a decision you have to make.

That's kind of strange to think about if the thing is new because why would there be so much investment and disappointment with something that is new. So it's more like probably before the opportunity even comes there are a lot of things you have to think about. Including how this decision will affect relationships in your life. It could be a situation where you want to be fair to everybody but I don't think you can. I think it's going to be a situation where somebody's going to be unhappy

But that aside you know if you're looking for advice this is where I picked Oracle cards here and it does say you go first the universe will catch you. So I would guess that a lot of people's doubts seem to be about decisions that would require some risk on your part like the fear of the unknown but the advice is to go for it. If you leap the universe will catch you no matter what you do even if there's some fear here.

I see you reflecting on it and trying to figure out which way is right and they're being some type of emotional thing that's holding you back or causing you pain but the page of Wands is here this leap card is here, I would say do whatever is best for you Don't worry about hurting other people's feelings.

The empress would do her own thing, she does what's right for her. You know all about self-love and taking care of yourself so I would put yourself first in whatever situation that may come up where you have to do a bit of thinking and tough decision making. Because like I said if you lose something, that's the universe's way of cleaning out your social closet or whatever. And when you do let go of somethings, other things will come in because you made room for them. And that could be what that Ace of pentacles is at the end after some decisions and heartbreaks but after you're done thinking about it I would say at the end the universe says go for it. It's scary to take a leap but it seems like the payoff will be worth it in the end.

Also for validation, you might have Venus in Virgo or Virgo or Venus sitting in your 7th house. Or if it's a relationship situation, one of you could be Libra or Taurus and the other Virgo. But I think it will come down to the planetary transits more than anything but those are there. But for me overall there's a lot of Virgo and Libra or Taurus energy here with a hint of retrograde.

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Back Again (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: When Bucky volunteers for a mission going back in time, it’s with one objective and one objective only: to catch a glimpse of the girl he tragically lost a little over three years ago. But as he soon discovers, he has more to say about the past than he thinks.

Warnings: Angst (with a happy ending), major character death (well, not really, but you catch my drift), loads of feelings on Bucky’s behalf.

Words: 7.5K

September 6th

It's an easy mission really; go back to before the archive was compromised and bombed to rubbles by the rogue British forces, pull out the Hannigan file and remember the eight random digits stamped on the front page.

- It's fast in, fast out, Steve had said as he had set the date to three years and fifty-two days prior, shooting Bucky a stern glance from across the room as if he knew exactly what Bucky had been planning to do from the very moment he'd volunteered for the mission.

- Relax Steve, I'll be there early morning. The hallways will be empty.

Technically, it's not a lie.

- You could have chosen any other date. S'all I'm saying

- I know what I'm doing

- Just... —don't let anyone see you, okay?

Getting the intel and memorising the numbers is the easy part - it takes Bucky exactly eleven seconds to imprint the eight digit code in his memory like a burn wound and slip unnoticed out the door of the archive - the hard part is the next step. The secret step that Bucky had planned in his head and hadn't even dared subtly hint to Steve although he definitely already knows and isn't exactly happy about. The stern glance alone had told him as much.

To hell with it, Bucky thinks to himself and pushes away the guilt of not having been fully transparent with his best friend, this is important.

He quietly closes the archive door behind him while looking at the borrowed space-time watch on his wrist and realises that he, by chance, manages to click the door shut just as the seconds hand hits the sixth hour mark. It's perfect, it'll make keeping track of time that much easier. Yet, his time is still limited, so without stopping to catch his breath, he's off! He doesn't want to put himself in a situation where the watch will start sending him warnings in order to reach the jump site on time. It'd happened to Barton once, and Fury was... let's just say not happy. He'd benched Barton for eight months following that incident and Bucky really doesn't want to be in the same situation. He doesn't have much to live for outside of missions, and Fury's been looking for a reason to kick him off the team. So no matter what, he will make it back with time to spare!

Quickly striding along the marble tiles, moving as fast as he can while being careful not to hit any of Pepper's potted ferns lining the dark hallway, he's eager to get to the spot - your spot - where he knows you'll sit and watch the sunrise as you used to do every morning. If he remembers correctly - and he knows he is because he's double and triple checked it with Natasha several times over the last few days - you'll be alone at the compound this morning and he'll have at least a few seconds to sneak a peak without worrying if any of his team mates will creep up behind him. A moment just to himself to see your silhouette one last time as you gaze towards the colourful horizon in the distance - but only for a few seconds or the team back home will grow even more suspicious of him and think that he broke rule number one. And he really can't stand when Steve has that disappointed frown on his face. It's fast in, fast out and Bucky intends to keep it that way.

Still walking fast through the hallway, he looks back at the synchronised watch on his wrist and with a happy sigh realises that he still has plenty of time. He should be able to do it without arising too many questions from the team. Should he cut it too close, he can always tell them there was a problem with accessing the archive but that he eventually managed to get around it. Good.

Gingerly stepping out of the compound and out onto the wooden terrace Sam had built when he'd joined the team a few years back, Bucky realises that he's travelled back to a particularly beautiful morning; the colours of the rising sun are blanketing the entire garden in a pink hue, playing with the water lilies on top of Starks koi pond in the far corner, heating up the dew on the terrace's wooden floorboards so they emit a lovely smell from underneath his boots. It's a beautiful setting, he knows that, but truth be told, he has never really cared much for sunrises - they were always too romantic, too nostalgic for someone who didn't like thinking too much about their past, let alone romanticise it. So what really catches his eye isn't the eruption of colours in the morning sky, it's the curled up figure sitting in the middle of the wooden deck. Surrounded by potted plants and with a steaming cup of tea sat next to bare feet as birds chirp lively in the tree crowns above, you're sitting innocent and unknowing of the fate that so cruelly has been bestowed upon you.

Bucky's heart damn near stops in his chest. He hasn't seen you in so long and suddenly you're sitting right in front of him exactly as he remembers you; sweet, beautiful, warm, and with your hair blowing lazily in the wind as you overlook the garden as part of your precious morning routine. You're wearing the flowered sundress he loves and the setting seems so perfect that he for a moment wonders if this is nothing but a fever dream that he half-expects to wake up from any minute soon. But then the wind picks up your scent and it flows through the air until it reaches his nostrils and makes his lungs come back to life with a small gasp. Immediately and uncontrollably, his breathing picks up its pace again and he just wants to put his wobbly legs to use and run over to you.

However, he doesn't have to remind himself of the first rule of time travel; he knows he's not supposed to be seen, yet there you are, and he's dangerously close to considering throwing caution to the wind just so he can give you one last kiss and tell you how much he misses you. Maybe if he talks to you one last time and tells you how much you mean to him, he can finally stop lying sleepless at night, thinking about what could have been if only you'd stayed in this life? That way, at least you would have known. He has never been this tempted to just say fuck it and break the silent promise he'd made to Steve before he'd been sent back in time.

He carefully takes a step forwards, feels how the familiar scent of your shampoo draws him closer and fills his chest with anticipation of talking to you again - of seeing your smile one last time - but he stops himself before he gets too close. He cannot temper with what happened. He of all people should know that no matter what, you cannot change the past. So with an inaudible sigh, he backs away while looking at your hair flowing elegantly in the breeze before he turns around as quietly as possible, his hand already on the door handle to back inside the compound, disappointed that he has to leave so soon, but happy that he at least got to catch a glimpse of you.

"Well," your sweet, sweet voice suddenly sounds from behind him and it makes him stop dead in his tracks. "- Am I supposed to keep pretending I haven't noticed you staring at me or are you gonna join me?"

Shit, his cover is made! This is not good! He did not prepare for this! What the fuck is he supposed to do now? Turn around and answer? Bolt for the jump site? This was not part of the plan! Fuck!

"- Barnes?" you chuckle when he doesn't respond at all.

With closed eyes, he can hear you shuffling a little as if you're turning around to get a better look at him and he gulps hard before he plasters on a brave smile and rotates on the spot. He only has about a millisecond to brace himself for the feelings that are about to coalesce and crash down on him, yet the moment he sees your face, he knows that no amount of time in the world could've ever prepared him for the all-consuming relief he feels in his chest when he sees your face for the first time in little over three years. A welcoming smile is crinkling at the corners of your eyes, your pouted lips are still in position from having practically sung his name only moments before, and your big, beautiful eyes are boring straight through his soulless holster of a body that you for some goddamn unimaginable reason still seem to like. You'd always said that his mere presence made you feel safe and even though he's had three years of getting used to the fact that he couldn't save you, it still cuts like a knife to have you looking at him like that again.

"Hi sweetheart," he breathes quietly and locks eyes with you. It feels as if he's been kicked in the stomach.

"Hi," you smile broadly at the familiar pet name and Bucky feels his heart skip a beat. "- What are you doing here?" You ask softly and cock your head to the side as you take him in, "I thought you and Sam were supposed to be buried deep in the woods of Siberia right now."

"We finished the mission early," he manages to croak even though it feels as if the Sahara desert has been poured straight down his throat.

"Oh, good! How did it go? Did you get the intel?"

He resorts to nodding as he tries swallowing to lubricate his hoarse throat but the saliva just settles as a thick, immobile lump on top of his larynx, making it all so much worse. He hadn't gotten the intel. He had panicked when Steve had called him, and he and Sam had both run for the quinjet, desperate to come home and help search for you among the rubbles of the archive in the strangled hope of finding you alive.

"Of course you did! I don't know what you were fussing so much about - didn't I tell you, you were the right man for the job?" you send him an impressed grin and it makes him feel even worse for having lied to you.

"Yeah," he croaks guiltily and looks away from you. His heart is hammering a mile a minute and he knows he has to get out of here before he reveals too much but how can he leave when your gaze is finally locked on his again? For a moment, he just wants to forget all about how he's gonna lose everything in a couple of hours.

Out the corner of his eye, he can see how you knit your eyebrows tightly together as you take him in. You'd always had a knack for reading him when he didn't want you to - it was what had brought the two of you together in the first place - but this time, it's really inconvenient.

"Hey, are you alright?" You ask tentatively while twitching your fingers a little as if reaching out for him. Of course you've already seen straight through him. " - you look a little pale."

"Yeah," he clears his throat, telling himself to pull it together, "yeah, I'm good."

"Okay..." you nod but you don't look too convinced by his lie. "Why don't you come join me?" you ask and he can't believe himself and his dumb legs but his muscles start moving autonomously and suddenly, he's sitting next to you, silently savouring how you snuggle up to his side as you look straight ahead and up at the morning sky.

At first, he pretends he's interested in the purple streaks above the two of you as well, but after not even five seconds, he turns his face to look at you, hoping to memorise all your features before it's too late.

"Barnes, you're staring," you chuckle while hyper-focusing your gaze on a spot in the growing horizon.

"Sorry," his voice is thick and pained but he keeps his eyes locked on you. How is he supposed to ever look away?

Slowly, you turn your face to the side, your happy grin slowly slipping from off your lips when you notice his blank eyes. "Hey," you put your hand on his knee and he can feel the electricity building underneath your touch, "- are you sure you're alright?"

He just nods, scared that if he opens his mouth, the truth will come out. Why did he not prepare for this?

"Yeah?" you rub over the small hole in his jeans and the lightning burns like a fire in his veins. He feels so guilty.

"Mm-hmm," he blinks rapidly. "I just missed you."

"Four days out and you miss me?" you chuckle happily and move a little closer to him so he can feel the heat radiating from off your body. "You're turning into a sap! - I bet you didn't mention this to Sam."

"He knows," Bucky mumbles and throws an arm around your body so you can put your head on his shoulder.

"Oh he knows now, does he?" you laugh whole-heartedly in disbelief. Back then, for some stupid reason he cannot even remember right now, Bucky had been so desperate to keep his feelings for you private but with the pain and the sorrow that had followed losing you, he suspects the rest of the team figured it out quite soon after, although he never really confirmed it to either of them. "What did he say? Did he tease you?" you giggle as you link your arm with his and grab tightly around right bicep. "- or use it against you or what it is you're so afraid of?"

"No," Bucky croaks as he blinks a few times and curses at himself for his inability to just play it cool. "He misses you too. We all do."

You straighten your back so you can look directly at him. Your smile is still in place but it freezes slightly as you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. "Okay, I'm not gonna ask you again," you chuckle apprehensively, "- but are you a hundred percent sure you're alright? You're a shadow of yourself today."

"Yeah, sweetheart, I'm good," he pulls you close to his chest and kisses the top of your scalp, "let's just enjoy the sunrise, okay?"

"Okay," you nod quietly and look back towards the morning sky, but out the corner of his eye, he can see how your gaze constantly darts back towards his face. "it's just... Well, since you seem to have absolutely no intensions of bringing it up yourself, I have to ask..." You cock your head to the side and Bucky can feel his breathing speeding up, not sure what you're about to confront him with. "- What happened to your hair?" you laugh sweetly, your lips spreading even further apart in your gorgeous signature grin as you search his face.

He should be relieved that that's what you're wondering about, but it's a detail he hadn't even considered. He had insisted on the long hair back when you'd dated him and now he has no good answer as to why he chose to cut it all off.

"Did something life-altering happen that I don't know about or did you just feel like suddenly chopping it off?" you joke. Or at least, he thinks you're joking.

"Uh - I - uhm - I just cut it," he says and uncomfortably shift his weight around, eager to have you look anywhere else than his face. Truth be told, he had cut it because something terrible and life-altering had happened to him but he's not about to reveal your fate to you.

"You just cut it?" you arch an eyebrow in disbelief. "On a mission? Was the intel located at a salon?" you laugh again.

"Yeah, well... I figured it was time, you know?"

"Hmm, yeah... Well, it looks good on you," you chip happily and send him a dreamy smile, "but then again, you always look good. It's annoying."

"Mmh," he forces a smile.

Your gaze wanders over his face once more and you push together your eyebrows as you take him in while trying to understand what's going on inside his head. You definitely still think he's acting beside himself.

"You promised you wouldn't ask again," he tries joking to diffuse the tension between you and it seems to work because it immediately has you smiling.

"Don't worry, I won't..." you press your lips tightly together and reach up to run a hand through his short hair just to feel him underneath your fingertips. "Mmh, I missed you," you hum.

Your small, delicate fingers caressing his scalp is a simple touch of warm intimacy that Bucky had completely forgotten the sensation of, and he has to close his eyes to stop himself from crying at the gentleness if it. He never thought he'd feel this again, and there had been many nights since the bombing where he'd cried not only for the loss of you, but for the loss of intimacy as well.

You rake your hand through his hair again, and he can't believe it, but for a short second while you're running your fingers through his short strands, he actually envies the version of himself who's bickering with Sam somewhere in rural Russia right now. The version of himself who's completely oblivious as to what will happen within the next twelve hours. That guy just thinks he's going home to scalp kisses and head scratches by his love at the end of the mission... Bucky doesn't, however, envy the grief that the other version will have to navigate through for the next couple of years until he can finally feel this kind of intimacy again. For a few second he, himself, is the lucky one.

Even with closed eyes, he can sense the deep look you're giving him and although he wants to sit like this forever and revel in your love, he can't risk giving himself away. "Sweetheart, you're missing it..." he says in a strangely throaty voice and nods towards the horizon, not sure what outcome he's hoping for. He just knows he doesn't want to take away your last sunrise ever.

"I don't care," you whisper and rake a hand through his hair one more time. "I know you say you're alright, but you're not... What happened to you?"

"Nothing," he mumbles.

"It's not nothing..." you say softly and scratch at his neck until he finally opens his eyes again. "Why won't you tell me?" you whisper and press in on his aching jaw to get him to unclench it.

He reaches out and intertwines his fingers with the hand you have lying in your lap. "I'll tell you tomorrow, okay? Let's just sit here and enjoy this moment for a little while..."

"If you say so," you nod disappointedly as you look down at your joined hands.

He's so lost, so confused as to what to do now that he doesn't even register how your gaze briefly stops at the familiar watch he's wearing, so when you look up at him again, it's with a foreign, sudden type of sadness he doesn't know where comes from. Your eyes are searching his face, stopping at several fix points that you keep coming back to over and over again: his shorter hair line, the crows feet surrounding his blue irises, the crease above his nose that has only grown more prominent over the recent years, the newly acquired wound on his chin that has turned into a white scar because he hadn't put sunscreen on it last summer. All telltales of time having passed since the last time you'd seen him.

He can practically hear the gears turning in your head before your eyes soften considerably and you give out a sad sigh. "Hmm," you hum quietly and shoot him a despondent look he can't really place. "What are you doing here?

"...What do you mean?" he asks sincerely and presses his eyebrows together as he looks down into your sad eyes.

You give him a second to properly answer your question but when he doesn't, you sigh again and slowly lean forwards while pressing your palm to his face, caressing his bearded chin. "You're not my Bucky..." you say quietly as you stroke his cheekbone.

His breath catches in his throat and his heart immediately starts racing. "W-what?"

"You're not my Bucky" you repeat resolutely while huge eyes are still searching his face, "what are you doing here."

"I don't understand."

"James..." you say softly and cock your head to the side.

He remembers this. It's always James when you want him to speak the truth.

"I could tell something was off from the minute I saw you but the watch gave you away," you nod down to his wrist that is still lying in your lap before your soft gaze finds his eyes again. "Time hasn't been kind to you, has it?" you whisper while lovingly stroking his cheek.

"W-what?" He doesn't even have it in him to protest more than that. Not when you sound so sure of yourself.

"How does it happen?" you ask him gently, overtly controlled. He should have known this; of course you'd figure it out...

"How does what happen?" he blinks desperately, not sure what to do now. He can't be the one who tells you. He can't.

You lower your chin without moving your eyes from his. "I die, don't I? That's why you're here."

He continues blinking rapidly, his breath still caught in his throat as his lungs start heaving for air. Just thinking about it hurts in his chest.

"It's okay," you whisper, your eyes still huge as you try and calm him down. "What - uhm - what happens? Will we be together when it occurs?"

"No," he whimpers and throws away his very last hope of fooling you into believing that it isn't the reason why he's here. "I won't be home yet."

"You won't be home yet..." you repeat in a low voice and Bucky sees how your eyes grow wide as you slowly manage put two and two together. "Buck -- when does this happen?" you ask shakily and for the first time, he detects a trace of fear in your voice.

He gives out a short whimper in reply and clutches your hand tightly as he feels the tears well in his eyes. How is he supposed to tell you that you have less that twenty-four hours to live?

"When?" you repeat quietly and hold on to him even tighter than before.

"Sweetheart, don't make me say it," he avoids looking at you.

"Don't you think I have a right to know...?"

"Of course you do it's just--"

"-When?"

Bucky takes a deep, ragged breath before he confirms the very thing you suspect and fear. "This afternoon, a bomb will go off in the West Wing."

"This afternoon?" You drop the grip you have on his hand while staring at him in shock. "I'm going to die... today?”

"Don't - don't say it like that," he whines. "Please, it's so unfair! You have so much to live for and it's all taken away from you just like that. I'd trade places with you in a heartbeat but I'm not here, and I won't be here before it's too late. I'm so sorry sweetheart. I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay, Buck." With huge eyes and your mouth hanging wide open, you stare at him as you let the shock settle down around you. "It's okay... it's okay..." you eventually say and force-close your locked jaw as you rub a hand over your face. "I'm sorry, but - uh - I need to know. What exactly happens? Who else will be here?"

"We're all away," Bucky sighs with regret, "It's just you and Natasha."

Immediately, you cover your mouth with your hand, "Nat!" you gasp, even more shocked by this than by the news of your own passing.

"Nat's fine," Bucky immediately interrupts and grabs your hand again, holding it tight, "she's going to be at the gym."

"...And me?"

"I don't know sweetheart," he whispers, "Nat told us that you wanted to get some work done so you skipped out on your training. We think you may be at the centre of the blast. We - we never find you," he breathes through his nose to keep himself controlled. He can feel the tears pressing in on his eyeballs again when he thinks of the empty coffin they had to bury.

"At least it's quick then," you say and turn your face towards the garden that is still bathed in the pink hue from the rising sun. "I'm going to die today," you say matter-of-factly with your gaze fixed on the sky. "huh... So we never get to go on that date on Friday?

"No sweetheart..."

"- And we've already had our last kiss?

He nods. "Yeah..."

"I'm sorry," you whisper while staring at him with sad eyes, "I'm sorry you have to go through all that alone."

"I'm not alone," he mumbles and looks down at his feet. "Steve tries to talk to me. Sam too."

"But you don't accept," you chuckle sadly while shaking your head from side to side while playfully rolling your eyes at him, "God, you're so stubborn!"

"I know," he nods, "but it's too painful to talk about even now."

"How much time passes?" you look back at him while taking a deep breath. "How many years ahead are you right now?"

"It doesn't matter," he gulps guiltily. He knows how this part of the conversation will go.

"James..."

"Three," he sucks in a bit of air, hoping that it isn't that much time in your eyes.

"Three years?" you whine, your eyes huge with the shock of his confession as you clutch your chest, "Baby, you have to move on!"

Immediately, his heart cracks in two and he can no longer hold back the tears that he finally lets flow freely down his cheeks without trying to stop them. "No, I can't," he sniffles quietly, "I don't want to. I just wish you were still here. I miss you so much, you have no idea. I feel so guilty for being away. I think about it all the time."

"Bucky," you say softly and put a hand underneath his chin, wiping away a few tears and forcing him to look back up at you, "- you couldn't have done anything anyway. You know what I'm like when I put my mind to something. If you'd been here, you would probably have gone to the gym with Nat because I would still have gone to the West Wing to finish up work. It wouldn't have changed anything."

"But I never even get to tell you how I feel."

"Bucky, look at me," you whisper with a small smile and lean forwards, "it's okay. You don't have to tell me. I already know." You put your forehead to his and smile softly at him, "- and I hope you know that I feel the same about you."

With a gulp, he nods.

"Then kiss me," you wipe away another of his tears and tilt your head.

He closes his eyes and finds your mouth immediately, pushes himself impossibly close to your body and feels the softness pour over him as you press your pillowy lips to his in the most heartfelt kiss he's ever experienced. He tries to let his love shine through as raw as possible so there will be absolutely no doubt how much he loves you but from the way you're holding on to him, he can feel that you truly do already know. Your hand is warm against his face and it causes his heart to calm down its rapid beating while your lips move like silk on top of his.

"Mmh, sweetheart," he whispers into your mouth and feels every inch of you engulf him in love and bravery. Suddenly, he's free, so liberated from the grief that has been hanging over his head for so long that he completely forgets that he's on borrowed time.

The loud sounds coming from his wrist watch that suddenly begins beeping out of nowhere is the only terrible reminder of the setting he's in - that there's a deadline hanging over his head if he ever wants to make it home again.

"You're cutting it close, huh?" you say quietly as you reluctantly break off the kiss and place your forehead back on his. You both know that the watch only starts beeping when there's less than two minutes left to get to the jump site.

"I don't care," he shakes his head, not sure what else to say as he feels reality come crashing down on him again.

"You're really gonna let it go to red?" you chuckle as if impressed. "You know that Fury's gonna tear you a new one, right?"

"I don't care."

"I bet you don't," you chuckle and he joins you in smiling, revelling in the odd sensation that it brings to his cheeks to chuckle like this again. "I'm glad you found me, Barnes."

"Me too, sweetheart," he whispers as the smile slips from off his face again. "I wish there was something I could do..."

"You're here right now, aren't you?" you smile and briefly kiss him again, "I'm glad you came back, even just for a few minutes."

"It's not enough to say goodbye..." he mumbles and laces his fingers with yours.

"Oh, but this? This is not a goodbye," you chuckle quietly while shaking your head, "it's an I'll see you later."

"If you say so," he nods without really accepting your explanation and ignores the incessant beeping from his watch that only grows louder and louder by the second.

"You should probably get back, don't you think? Wouldn't want you to miss your mark and have you stuck here with me."

"Mmm," he whimpers and desperately kisses your knuckles with closed eyes.

"Chin up Barnes," you chuckle at him, "- the sky is the most beautiful I've ever seen it and I had a good run. I'll be okay."

"I'll miss you," he says as the watch starts blinking angry red, warning him that he only has thirty seconds left.

"I'll miss you too," you say and squeeze his fingers tightly before you let go of him, "you have twenty-seven seconds. Promise me you'll make it back, okay?"

"Okay," he nods and slowly stands up, taking one last look at you before he walks across the wooden floorboards and back towards the door he'd entered through.

"Hey Barnes?" You say when his hand reaches the doorknob and it immediately makes him turn around to see you standing on your feet, looking at him with a resolute look in your eye, your hands determinedly balled to fists by your side. "You say you're three years ahead. What date is it where you're from?"

"Uh... September sixth?" he says, a bit confused as to why that should matter but he's not about to deny a dying woman an answer to her question. "Why?"

"Just out of curiosity," you nod towards his angry watch, "twenty seconds."

"I know."

"I'll see you later, okay?"

"I'll see you baby," he whispers and physically feels his heart crack even worse in his chest as he takes a definitive last look at you. The sun is coming up behind you now, marking the worst day of Bucky's existence and all he can do is let it happen.

September 7th

He didn't even think it possible, but it's even worse than the first time around.

He'd collapsed on the floor the minute he'd exited the quantum realm, tears and snot blurring his vision as he'd fallen to his knees, his heart aching so horribly in his chest he'd thought he was dying. He wasn't. Unfortunately.

Steve had been there in an instant, on his knees beside Bucky, holding him tight, making sure he didn't pass out from hyperventilating, trying to calm him down.

The rest is a blur. Bucky isn't sure how Steve managed to manoeuvre him to his bedroom on the tenth floor and he doesn't even remember if Steve had been there when he'd finally fallen asleep, dreaming of you and the feeling of your body in his arms, your lips touched to his.

When he wakes up the next morning, it takes him a minute to remember that you're still gone, and in that moment, he isn't sure if seeing you again was liberating or just pure torture. If only he could've done something to fix what had happened....

"Buck?" Steve's voice immediately sounds from beside him as he starts shuffling a bit in the sheets, eager to get the cold sweat to stop pooling at his forehead. He turns around on the bed and meets the disheveled face of Steve who's occupying the chair where Bucky usually puts his dirty clothes, his eyes red with sleep deprivation, his hair sticking up in all possible directions.

"Stevie..." Bucky croaks and clears his throat as he takes in the state of his best friend who's clearly stayed by his side all night. "What are you doing here?"

"As if I was just going to leave you," Steve sighs solemnly and rubs his eyes. "How are you?"

Bucky sits up straight and lets his head fall back against the headrest. He can still see the broken look you'd sent him when he'd revealed your terrible fate to you. "You know how I am."

"Yeah..." he sighs again and looks away. "I'm sorry Buck but you're gonna have to talk about it."

"I know I broke a rule. You and Fury can yell at me tomorrow, okay?" Bucky says quietly and tries to block out the mental image of what'd happened to you. "I just need some time."

Steve reaches out his hand and lets it fall on top of Bucky shoulder. "Buck, I'm - I'm not gonna yell at you. I just want you to finally open up to me, you've been so closed off since it happened. I know what you had with her was... special. And I know why you went back and talked to her, I've been tempted to do the same many times. Trust me."

"I just wanted to see her," Bucky squeezes his eyes shut and bites his lip, desperately trying to get his breathing under control again. "I never intended to talk to her, it just... happened. I think I'd forgotten how observant she was."

"I know," Steve pushes down on Bucky's shoulder and shoots him a sympathetic smile. "How much did you tell her?"

"...Everything."

"And how did she take it?"

"She was really brave about it. I think I took it worse than she did... I don't know, I'm gonna need some time to process it all..."

"Mmh," Steve nods in quiet desperation, not sure what to do or say to make Bucky feel better. "I'll give you some space then, okay pal? I'll check in again in a couple of hours."

"Please don't," Bucky sighs and lays his head back down on his pillow, his mind already overflowing with every memory of you. All the way back from the first time he'd seen you to the point where he'd told you you were about to die. Shit.

He's so lost in thought he almost doesn't hear the hurried footsteps coming from the hallway, and he barely even registers the door being kicked open as Sam yells his name. "Bucky! Bucky, wake the hell up! You have to come downstairs! Now!"

"Sam?" Steve questions, already on his feet, ready to run to whatever emergency Sam is warning. "What's going on?"

Sam's eyes are wide open, his mouth falling agape in disbelief as he quietly chuckles and frantically waves Bucky and Steve over to him, "Come on! It's unbelievable! You have to see it for yourselves!"

"I don't care what it is, I'm not coming," Bucky mumbles from the bed and pulls his comforter closer around his chest, praying for Sam and Steve to leave him alone.

Sam bends down and picks up the nearest pair of jeans, throwing it over to Bucky on the bed. "Put on some pants, man, and come down stairs. Now!"

Bucky looks to Steve for help but he merely shrugs before he throws Bucky a black hoodie from underneath the chair he'd been occupying only moments before.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," he mumbles under his breath and reluctantly swings his legs over the side of the mattress, well knowing that his two friends won't leave him alone until he's seen what Sam's fussing about for himself.

"Come on!" Sam urges and impatiently taps the doorframe to Bucky's room with his foot as Bucky slowly pulls on the jeans and hoodie just to annoy him.

"Sam what's going on?" Steve finally asks again when they're all three standing in the elevator, zooming towards the ground floor.

"Just... just wait, okay?" he says rapidly, clearly excited about what's going on. It's giving Bucky a goddamn headache. "You're not gonna believe me anyway!"

Bucky gives out an annoyed sigh as he throws his head up against the back wall of the elevator, closing his eyes. He needs a fucking aspirin.

"You good?" Steve turns to him while Sam continues his nervous-tapping against the floor.

"I'm about to strangle Sam if that's what you’re worried about..."

Sam stops tapping and opens his mouth to retort, but is interrupted by a loud ding as the doors slide open and instead settles for an annoyed look sent in Bucky's direction before he turns around. Immediately, the three men are met by Natasha's loud squeals coming from the next room, causing Steve to half-jog out of the elevator and through the empty hallway while Bucky slouches after him, counting the seconds until he can finally be alone again and wallow in his misery.

Steve stops in the doorway to the next room, his jaw practically dropping to the floor as soon as he sees what Natasha's so worked up about. It only takes him exactly two seconds of utter shock before he composes himself enough to turn his head and look Bucky straight in the eye. "Buck... it's..." his voice trails off as he looks back at the scene unfolding before him.

"What's happening?" Bucky asks curiously for the first time, and can feel how his heart picks up its pace as he dreads the sight that will meet him when he catches up to Steve.

"Come on, man," Sam says and puts his hand between Bucky's shoulder blades, urging him to move forwards so he can see for himself.

It feels as if it's taking him an eternity to reach those last few yards across the hallway, and when he's finally by Steve's side, he's so worked up, he isn't even sure if his mind is playing tricks on him or not. Because there, in the middle of the room, Natasha is standing in a tight embrace with none other than ...you?

Bucky blinks a few times, takes a step forwards, not sure if he's still dreaming.

You have tears running down your cheeks as you lock eyes with him over your best friend's shoulder and you can't stop the broad smile that spreads on your lips. "Buck," you whisper and immediately let go of Natasha who sniffles and steps to the side so Bucky can see all of you.

There you are. Standing in all your glory, unharmed, undead, living and breathing, and singing his name so sweetly as you take a step towards him, your feet shaking nervously underneath you.

"Are you seeing this too?" Bucky whispers to Steve though he doesn't dare move his eyes away from your form in fear of losing you if it turns out to just be a cruel illusion.

"Yeah, Buck," Steve's voice is shaking by his side, "I see her too."

"Buck," you laugh through the tears that continue to roll down your cheeks. "It's really me," you lift your hand and reach out for him.

"Oh my god," he whispers and strides across the room. Immediately, you're in his arms and he's crying your name as he touches you all over your body to make sure you're really there, squeezing you against his chest, kissing the top of your scalp, running his hands over your back, "I don't believe this!"

"Hi baby," you whisper and kiss his neck, his ear, his cheek. "I'm here. It's okay, I'm here."

"You're alive?" he sniffles and briefly holds you out at an arms length before he pulls you close to his chest again, "how? We all thought you were dead!"

"I'm sorry," you whisper and hold him as close as possible as you mumble against his chest. "I couldn't give you any signs of life. I couldn't risk it."

He puts a hand under your chin and urges you to look up at him. "Risk what?" he frantically searches your face, voice shaking, still desperate to confirm you're really here.

You put your hand on his chest as you always do to calm him down and send him a deep, intimate look. "I had to wait until after September 6th of this year to see you again. I'm sorry."

"I - I don't understand..." he says and strokes his thumb over your cheek.

"Come here," you break off the tight embrace and lead him to a small bench in the corner of the room, sitting him down beside you. "What you did that day saved me," you grab his hand and wrap it in your tiny fingers, "I would have been in the West Wing when the bomb went off if you hadn't said anything... But because of you, I left early. Like you said I would, I told Nat I couldn't come with her to the gym because I was going to finish up a mission report, so I waited until after she'd started her work-out to leave. I couldn't write you a note, or give you any sign of what'd happened because you needed the motive to go back in time to save me. I had to keep you grieving or you never would've come, so I just... left... I've been hiding in a small village in the mountains of Spain, waiting for this exact date. That's why you never found a body among the rubble."

"W-what? ...but we - we searched for weeks," he whispers, not sure why that's the detail he decides to focus on. He's not sure his shocked brain can fully comprehend your confession. He's having trouble just moving his shaking limbs. "You're alive..."

"I know. I'm sorry, baby. But it was necessary."

"You're alive..." he repeats quietly, the realisation slowly dawning upon him. "I don't believe it..." he whispers and pulls you close to his chest again as the tears start stinging in his eyes, "you're alive..."

"Yeah, I'm alive," you sniffle against him and hug him just as tightly as you'd done what was only mere hours ago for him, three years and fifty-three days for you. "You saved me."

"Oh my god," he cries into your neck, kissing your shoulder, "I've missed you so much!"

"You've been so brave," you whisper against him and caress the back of his head, "I'm so proud of you."

"No, I've been a pathetic mess. These guys can testify to that," he mumbles and points to over his shoulder where he can hear Sam and Nat chuckle quietly. "I never thought I'd see you again."

"I know," you smile sadly, "seeing you like that that day was heartbreaking. I knew I had to do something or you wouldn't survive it."

"I am so glad you did," he kisses your knuckles and scoots a little closer to you. "I mean, I knew you were stubborn but I never took you for such a cosmic rule-breaker, sweetheart," he smiles through the tears, and shoots you an impressed glance, "Fury's gonna tear you a new one."

You shoot back your head with laughter and sweetly wrap his hand up in yours. "Yeah, thank God that's never stopped me before," you giggle.

He never thought he'd sit like this with you again, and when you finally lean in close and kiss him, he promises himself that he'll never let you go.

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