i know this is a predator. like a hardened killing machine. tempered by hundreds of years of evolutionary prowess to fine tune him into a living weapon. but ohhhh the little BABYYY look at the Little Bouncing Baby he is going Boing Boing Boing oh my gooddddd
Summary: Three years after her father's death, the eldest Stark daughter was finally starting to get her life back. But now, everything is about to change when the last man her father would have approved of asks for a favour.
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader - Established Friends With Benefits relationship.
A Note From The Author: This story is intended for readers 18+, Minors DNI. Each chapter will include its own warning. Your mental health is important to me, and I trust that you are aware of your own triggers. โก
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Prologue | Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Epilogue
Din nods and starts to write. A minute or two elapses in companionable silence as you work together, trading the datapad back and forth, adding in emotions square-by-square. Frustrated. Anxious. Peaceful. Critical nuances between angry, sad, or happy.ย
Itโs a sight that is perfect comic strip fodder: The Mandalorian, on his hands and knees, playing with sidewalk chalk. All thatโs missing is a little boy at his side, chattering nonsensically and gnawing on the art supplies.ย
You steal a furtive look from beneath your lashes, eyeing the pouch at Din's waist. Groguโs ball had a companion now, a red-and-white knot of fabric, safely tucked alongside within. Both trinkets had tumbled out the other morning when you picked up Dinโs belt from where it had fallen onto the floor. He was still sound asleep in bed, and did not stir as you had silently examined the raw-edged bundle ofโฆsomething. If you had to venture a guess, it was a gift for Grogu, but you werenโt a snoop, and you werenโt going to ask. Ball and bag went back into the pouch, you glumly hung up the belt on its hook and spent the rest of the morning feeling like a hypocrite. Would there ever be a day without secrets?
Din finishes writing โConfident,โ and casually selects a fresh piece of chalk, swapping green for blue. โIs there a reason you havenโt mentioned the headaches?โ
Your hand jerks, sending the L in calm veering off in the wrong direction. Astonishment sweeps over you, rapidly hardening to angry suspicion.ย
What. The. Hell.
Buying yourself time, you meticulously write out the remaining characters and do not reply until you are confident that sarcasm can carry you throughout the remainder of this conversation, regardless of whatever wretched way it ends.ย
Lifting your chin, you coolly fix Din with a scowl and speak. โHow do you know about the headaches?โ
โAelin told me,โ he says simply.ย
Your jaw tightens. You are too old to accuse a child of being a tattletale. That doesnโt mean you arenโt immature enough to seriously entertain the thought.
Chapter 24: I get knocked down/But I get up again/You're never gonna keep me down
Link to main fic: Short Debts Make Long Friends - An over-educated, underpaid millennial finally gets to go on her first adventure.
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Short Debts Make Long Friends - Chapter 25: Just Another Hothouse Space Flower
You plop yourself down into the nearest chair and change the subject. โSo, about that stunt you pulled with the beskarโฆโ
Din tilts his head. โWhat about it?โ
โUh, everything?โ How can he be so blasรฉ? This is leagues beyond raiding the office supply closet. โDoes anyone know you took it?โ
โI didnโt take it,โ he answers, matter-of-fact. โIt was payment for a job I did awhile back. I held onto it in case of an emergency.โ
โThat,โ you extend an arm and point in the direction of Dr. Forresterโs office, โwas not an emergency. What would you have done if heโd kept it?!โ
Din shrugs. โNothing. It was his to keep.โ
The most appropriate response to such a boneheaded statement is a Jean-Luc Picard facepalm meme, but your only available option is to continue the argument.
โAnd if you run into another emergency?โ you press. โItโs not like the covertโs got a stash of gold-pressed latinum that you can run to every time you need to replenish your bank account.โ
Din doesnโt reply. Never have you been more certain of the โReally?โ look he is sending you from behind the visor.ย
โโฆIโm wearing it,โ he says finally.
Oh. Right.
Fifteen minutes could save you fifteen or more percent on your armor insurance.
A gecko sporting a Mandalorian helmet and an English accent pops into your mind. Din is literally carrying a double indemnity policy on his person at all times.
Chapter 25: Just another hothouse space flower
Link to Main fic: Short Debts Make Long Friends - An over-educated, underpaid millennial finally gets to go on her first adventure.
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If your fic is 1000 words long, you canโt tag it slow burn. Itโs not slow burn. That is a matchstick. And this is my personal bias here but if those motherfuckers youโre writing experience significant forward momentum in their relationship in under 5k words, then that is just a regular old burn. Slow burn should be borderline intolerable and a mistake to start reading at 2 in the morning.
If the fic doesnโt have multiple scenes where two people almost kiss but then donโt because of a contrived interruption that they are both grateful for and angry about, until the desperate reader is forced every other paragraph to mutter, โthis is fucking ridiculous, this is bullshit, Iโm so fucking mad, please update sooooooooooon,โ then it isnโt a slow burn. It is a romance and that is a lovely thing but. Slow burns should feel like being set on fire unto your death but the tinder is people not kissing and the spark is people who donโt admit they love each other and the whole thing is. You know. Slow.
Summary: Three years after her father's death, the eldest Stark daughter was finally starting to get her life back. But now, everything is about to change when the last man her father would have approved of asks for a favour.
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader - Established Friends With Benefits relationship.
A Note From The Author: This story is intended for readers 18+, Minors DNI. Each chapter will include its own warning. Your mental health is important to me, and I trust that you are aware of your own triggers. โก
๐ด๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐:
Prologue | Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Epilogue
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