#his secrets

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Chapter one

TITLE: His secrets CHAPTER NO/ONE SHOT: Chapter two AUTHOR: Admin RCN WORD COUNT: 1752 ORIGINAL IMAGINE: N/A NOTES/WARNINGS: Some swearing

You slammed the front door behind you and practically ran up the stairs towards your bedroom. You wanted nothing more than to break down, to cry, to scream. But you refused to show your weakness in front of your fellow avengers. Bucky was a few steps behind you the entire time. You accidently shut the front door on him but he didn’t take offence by it. Instead he simply unlocked the door then ran up to your room where he knew you would be. When he walked in, he felt his heart break.

You, the woman he loved but could never have, was sitting on your bed, knees up to your chest with your hands gripping your hair tightly as your face was screwed up from crying. He stood in the doorway for a second, taking in the sight before him. He felt anger boiling inside him. How could Pietro do this to you? You were perfection! You were funny, gorgeous, intelligent, kind, caring and most importantly, you were you. And there is nothing that Bucky would change about you. Yet here you were, sobbing over a man who never deserved a chance. A chance Bucky would kill to get.

“Y/N…” Bucky said quietly. He wanted to say something to make you feel better but his mind went blank.

“Get out.” You said. Your voice was quiet and cracked slightly but Bucky still heard you. “Please… Please just leave.” You begged. Bucky swallowed as he thought. He wanted to hold you and make you realise you’re worth more than him, however he also wanted to respect your wishes. He decided to do the latter and go but not before reminding you he’ll be just a few doors down if you needed him.

Two hours you had been locked in your room. Bucky could hear your crying for ages, although you did quieten down nearly half an hour before. Bucky left his room to walk down to yours to see if you were ready to talk about it but when he did, he quickly went back in his room. He saw Pietro walking down the corridor, happiness written all over his face – probably because he was just on a date. Bucky didn’t want to look at the man. He felt nothing but pure hatred and disgust towards Pietro.

“Hey babe.” Pietro said as he walked into your shared bedroom. You looked up from your book and gave him a large smile, greeting him as he walked towards the bed. Not long ago you cleaned yourself up, made sure no one could ever tell you were crying.

“How was your day?” You asked as he sat down beside you. He started talking about how he went to the library and started reading a new series and got caught up in it; which you knew was a lie. “I’m glad you had a good day.” You smiled at him. “Well, I didn’t realise how late it was.” You muttered when you looked over at the time. It was only half nine, but you wanted this day to end. “I’m going to go to sleep.” You snuggled your way down under the blanket, facing away from Pietro and towards the wall. Pietro swiftly followed your actions and took off his clothes (leaving on just his boxers). He cuddled you from behind, wrapped his arms around your waist. You wanted nothing more than to shove him away, to tell him to fuck off, that you knew what he did. But when he whispered that he loved you and kissed the back of your neck, all your hatred faded away.

There was no way for you to deny that you loved him. You really did! If someone had asked you six hours before, you would have said that Pietro was your soul mate. Even now, some part of you still believed that. Even though he was cheating on you, you still couldn’t help your feelings for him.

You ended up falling asleep with peace of mind. Pietro always managed to make you feel safe when wrapped in his arms, his steady breathing tickling your neck, his natural scent filling the air.

“Morning, Buck!” You said happily as you strolled into the kitchen. It was six in the morning and Bucky was doing his usual. Having his breakfast and a cup of plain black coffee before going to the gym at six-thirty for a two-hour session. You try to join him for at least breakfast every morning mainly so the two of you can spend some time alone together. You loved the Avengers, but sometimes constantly being surrounded by at least four other people took its toll.

“Morning, doll. I wasn’t expecting to see you this morning.” Bucky said. He stood and walked over to the kettle, pouring a cup of your favourite type of coffee. You took it whilst saying a thank you before replying.

“And whys that?” You asked as you both sat down next to each other at the breakfast bar. Something inside you already knew why Bucky didn’t think you would show up today.

“Well…” Bucky sighed. He didn’t know how to phrase this. “After last night… I’m assuming there was some arguing?” He raised his eyebrow a little as he waited for an answer.

“No, there wasn’t.” You bit your lip as you braced the disappointing look Bucky was about to give you.

You told him everything. How you pretended to be alright when Pietro came home. That he told you he was in the library and got caught up in a book. (“But he doesn’t even read” Bucky interrupted) And most importantly, how you think you’re going to forgive him. You’re still in love with him, there was no doubt in your mind about that. The second the Avengers brought Wanda and Pietro back to the compound and introduced you to them, you knew Pietro was the one. He smiled at you as he introduced himself. It didn’t take long for you to be laughing with him until it hurt. That was your favourite thing about Pietro. No matter how depressed or angry you are, he can always bring a smile to your face.

When you finished telling Bucky everything that happened, you took a small breath before looking over to him. You were expecting to see a look of disappointment but instead saw one of anger. Pure, red hot anger.

“Y/N, this man is cheating on you.” His voice was eerily calm, not matching his expression at all. “I understand that you love him, but he can’t love you back if he’s willing to cheat.” Bucky felt a pain in his chest when he said this. You love him! Not Bucky. Pietro. The man who has put you through nothing but shit since the second he asked you out. The man who didn’t love you back. The man who, in Bucky’s eyes, was absolutely insane.

“Maybe it was just a one off.” You said with false hope. Bucky’s mouth dropped when you said this and it took him a few attempts to properly string a sentence together.

“One off?” Bucky said with shock. “Y/N, it doesn’t matter if it’s once or twenty times, he cheated.” Your face sunk at this. You knew Bucky was correct. No matter how much you loved Pietro, he still cheated on you. There was no changing that.

“I need to tell him I know about the other woman, don’t I.” You said with a sigh. Bucky nodded and placed his hand on your knee in a way to comfort you. “Do you think you could be there with me?” You asked with hope. Bucky thought for a second but ended up shaking his head.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, doll. I already want to strangle him so watching him deny it won’t help my need to kill him.” He said seriously. You knew he wasn’t joking but couldn’t help a little laugh. He was always so protective of you.

“I do love you, Buck.” You said. You stood and walked around to the cupboard in order to make yourself some breakfast. You looked away from your best friend too soon to see the hurt in his eyes, knowing that the ‘I love you’s’ you say to him will never be anything more than platonic.

“Pietro? You in here?” You called out as you walked into your shared bedroom. He didn’t answer with his voice, however, when you heard the shower running in your en suite bathroom, you knew that he was here. Slowly, you walked over to your bed and took a seat, nervously playing with the hem on your shirt as you waited for him to join you. His showers are usually quick so he would be out in less than five minutes.

You went over the script you had made in your head once more. You knew exactly what you were going to be saying to him and even if he didn’t follow the script you made, you would hold your ground. You were the one in the right here, he was in the wrong. He cheated on you. Pietro. Cheated on you! You weren’t going to allow that. You deserved better than him. You deserved someone who treats you like perfection. Someone who treats you like the way Bucky does. But obviously, he would have to see you in a romantic way and not just as his best friend. You need a man who doesn’t lie to you. Who comes home and is happy to see. Who makes sure-

“Pietro.” You stood up the second he unlocked the bathroom door. He stepped out with a tower around his waist, his wet hair sticking to his skin and water droplets falling down his skin.  You had to admit, he looked extremely attractive. However, you refused to allow him to distract. Although he may look good on the outside, on the inside, he’s nothing but a cheat. “I need to talk to you.” You said. You couldn’t look him in the eyes.

“Y/N? Baby, is something wrong?” You cringed when he walked towards and took your hands in his. He tried to catch your line of vision but you wouldn’t look at him. You couldn’t!

“I know what you did.”

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TITLE: His secrets CHAPTER NO/ONE SHOT: Introduction chapter. AUTHOR: Admin RCN WORD COUNT: 720 ORIGINAL IMAGINE: (x)  NOTES/WARNINGS: This isn’t a proper chapter, it’s an introduction. I want to know what you guys think before I dive in with the 2,000 word chapters haha. Where they are is based on a town I used to visit every year because I wouldn’t be able to describe New York and where I live is just country…

“Oh my God, woman, hurry up!” Bucky said with a fake moan as you took your time getting ready. “We’re only going to the shops.”

“Yes, but it’s a 20 minutes’ walk there and 20 minutes back! What if I bump into someone I know? I want to look good.” You laughed as you laced up your boots.

“You always look good.” Bucky said with a wink which made you laugh. Bucky was your best friend in the entire world and the two of you would always flirt with each other but it was always simply friendly banter. “You got the list?”

“Sort of. I just told everyone to text me what they want. Thought it would be easier that way.” You said as you pulled out the phone and saw multiple texts from each of the compounds residents, including four from Thor alone. “Ready!” You said at last as you pulled on your jacket.

“Only two hours late.” Bucky mocked.

“Shut up it only took me forty-five minutes.” You laughed along with him as the two of you began your stroll towards the shop. It was nearly seven o’clock in the evening and the middle of winter so not only was the night cold, it was also pitch black. You and Bucky could barely see anything besides the small patches of path lit up by the street lamps and your own breath. Fifteen minutes later, you made it to the main street.

This was always your favourite place to go when it was dark; there was street music playing, the place was full of happy faces and there were lights everywhere you looked. The only problem was, Bucky hated it here. He stood closer to you and pulled his sleeve longer down his arms so it covered most of his hands too – especially the metal one – and kept his gaze low. He always felt uneasy around so many people.

“Relax, Buck.” You smiled up at him as you took his arm with yours. You then continued to walk down the path with linked arms as you spoke about anything and everything. But then, it all stopped.

You felt like you couldn’t breathe, like you were suffocating from the sadness and betrayal. Bucky noticed how you suddenly stopped and when he was you were staring at something with wide eyes, you looked there too. That’s when he felt something too but instead of sadness, it was pure, manic anger.

You stood frozen as you watched Pietro walk down the street, hand in hand with another woman. You kept standing and staring for a few minutes, breathing heavily as you didn’t know what to do or even how to react. It wasn’t until you saw him pick up a dress that you lost it; since that was the exact dress that only a week prior you had told Pietro you wanted. But he told you it was too expensive… and yet here he is… Buying it for another woman.

You were about to storm over there and smack your hand across his cheek when you felt Bucky’s calming touch on the small of your back. Bucky moved his hand so he was now holding yours and spoke softly to you.

“He’s not worth it, doll.” Was all he said, but the simple words made your heart slowly return to normal paced beats. You nodded and swallowed your emotions before putting on a brave face, turning on the spot and slowly walking back to the compound. It was late at night so Bucky swiftly followed, not wishing for you to walk back alone, but that didn’t stop him giving Pietro one more quick glare as all the ways he was going to hurt him flashed across his mind.

‘He’s insane’ Bucky thought as he turned to follow you. What kind of mad man would give you up?

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[maskedmasek]

16.

[headcanon prompts here]

16. …what really scares them.

(This is actually something I have written about before, if you’re extra curious.)

There are not a lot of things that scare Masek, but when things do scare him they tend to really scare him. The disruption of his privacy and and revealing of his secrets his chief among his fears. A great deal of his life is structured around protecting them. Magic that works with the mind is another thing that evokes a deep fear in him, but at the same deeply fascinates him. 

A final thing worth mentioning is a burgeoning fear for the people he’s come to care for. Life is a fragile thing.

[theplaguelord]

❝It is better not to live so long.             We are not meant to see the great tragedies of more than one age.❞

   -Sellaria Mourningale; Lady of the House of Mourningale

❝It is not only tragedy that one sees over the course of so many years, Minn’da.❞       But I could not deny that there was tragedy to be had, each and every age.

   -Myrundíel Mourningale; Heir of the House of Mourningale

❝Inside of me?       There is... only winter.                         And such thirst. They do not even call me ‘Myrundíel’ any longer.❞         The name felt like a bundle of snakes in my mouth.

❝It is ‘The Plaguelord,’ or “Prince Mourningale, of the Blood Court."                                                 I have been dead for at least seven years.                                                                  And I now serve the coldest of kings.❞

    -The Plaguelord; Blood-Prince of Icecrown: Origins

-Credit for the gifset goes to the generous Jen!

-Credit for Myrundíel, his “Origins” story and stuff related to the eflbat is my own,

except where Blizzard reigns supreme.  

[theplaguelord]

What is your favourite past time? / How many grapefruit can you consume in a minute? / What is your personal best time for a shower?

Two truths and a lie.Ask the mun or the muse three questions. Two will be the truth and one will be a lie.

❅— ❝My favorite pastime? You surely jest. There is no place for frivolous or indulgent pursuits within my Lord’s Scourge. My existence is carved of servitude. There can be no idle diversion when my King’s Will need be done.”

❅— ❝...the rate is weighed heavily by the method consumed. If time is short, I will elect to dehydrate the fruit, drinking only the nectar, and offer the remains to my ghouls. They cannot often discern between the texture of young bone and the shell of dried fruit.

   Now, let us engage in some simple Scourge science for a moment, to better answer your question. I can easily claim for my appetite, the lifeblood of a human adult (preferably a Kirin Tor mage) within a minute. There are approximately one and a half gallons of blood in a healthy, adult human male. It requires about twenty-four grapefruit to extract the equivalent of that much grapefruit juice.

  Therefore, it is evident that I could, under haste, consume at least the nectar of  twenty-four grapefruit in one minute."

❅— ❝I would cautiously elect dusk as the preferable hour for bathing, essential hygiene, and other rudimentary preening. The reason being? My plagues are replenished after dusk, and its hours of hunting. After dusk, they can sometimes mutate in unexpected and volatile ways. It is not always wise to stand anywhere near me upon exposure to water, after I have revitalized their efficacy.”

    Though I host some concerns for the reasons you could offer, inquiring as you have, I will allow them to rest. May this information serves you well, as all the steps taken in this world will inevitably lead to the foot of my Lord’s throne.

[nagini-lestrange]

I thought I was his 1. I was 1 out of 7 and the kindest thought is that I’m even included in that number. 1 he’s already face first swimming in. How many actually crossed my timeline. Emotionally investing what I thought my was mine in others while waiting for a reason to rid himself of me. And the worst is I thought he wanted me. In reality it was just working out the last of me. No trace of me . No residual. Just me being a fool. He wants to fall in love. That feeling of ecstasy of the firsts and beginnings. Me I want to stay in love. Those are two different things.