i'm still not over new seb content and that means new moodboard: for me it's a mix between mob!bucky and dbf!bucky so why not both??? he cares only about sex (at the beginning of your relationship), but when the feelings are involved? bucky would do anything for you!!! "i love you so much, baby, i would give you the world", "i know we have to keep our relationship as a secret, but i really want to go out with you, your dad will never know"; also he loves touching you, you could think he is touch starved 24/7; mob!dbf!bucky loves when you are in control, don't get me wrong, this man would dom you and he will do it so well, but just imagine him being a whining, pathetic mess under you??? yes.
bucky moodboards + blurbs
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| The shot you missed, or a day at the fair with sweet mob boss Natasha.
| “What? With your gun?” you asked, unsure of what you are supposed to do now, “b- but I don’t know how.. I mean, I’ve never-,” you added when she nodded as an answer to your question, but she doesn’t give you time to argue.
“I know,” she cut you, already knowing what you were about to say, “but I’ll help you, don’t worry about it,” she added, putting her hands on your shoulder to turn you around so you’re facing the targets instead of her.
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“kîlling, protecting”
“Tell me you’re fûcking kidding!” You yelled through the living room.
“I wish-“ He began, but you were faster.
“Don’t give me that bullshit.” Your tone was ice cold, his panicked eyes searching for yours.
“You’re insane. You know that?” You scoff, turning your heel to avoid the look on his face.
“Don’t look at me like you have some kind of right to be here, Bucky.” You tell him, walking into the kitchen.
“I’m sorry-“ Bucky followed up.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it. You kîlled someone. Thought I wouldn’t find out? You thought I was oblivious enough to let you distract me with sex?! While you went behind my back because you’re a sick and twisted fûcking psychopath!”
“Please- just let me explain…” He pleads behind you.
“Look at me, please…” His begging voice fills not only your ears but your every sense. You turn around, remaining monotone.
Your eyes meet his.
“You think you can get away with this? No fûcking way…” You huff.
“No- listen!” He takes a step closer. You fight to stay where you are and don’t let him get to you.
“I could lie and tell you it wasn’t easy kîlling him. But it really was. I enjoyed knowing he would never lay a hand on my girl again. I did it to protect this, us.”
“Fuck no, you didn’t. Keep telling yourself that, I’m not gonna believe that line of bullshit.” You hit his chest and take a few steps away again.
Bucky sighs, looking to the ground as his chest filled with panic and guilt. You weren’t supposed to find out. It should’ve looked like an accident.
He understands that kîlling isn’t as normal to you as it is to him. But it didn’t hold him back, not even for a second. All he could think about, was getting him out of the way and making sure he would never try to get close to you again. He successfully made sure of that. But at what cost?
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