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author: just-call-me-mrs-captain featuring: (f) reader / Bucky Barnes word count: 1366 words prompt: Hi, can I suggest a Bucky fic idea? Post Winter Soldier, reader works for Tony and Bucky is in his rehab process and they get really close but Tony, Steve and everyone else try to keep them apart for her safety, but they finally get a moment alone and some rough sex maybe…?
A/N: I altered the prompt just a bit :)
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When you want desperately to RP with someone and you just don’t know how to start…
come at me bro
open starter
"An’ dat’s why you don’ mess wit the Bayou!"
(I hope this is okay. She's from my own story I'm writing right now.)
Asta skidded to a halt when she came upon the end of the brawl. She was an albino woman who was quite tall and broad. Her white hair was pulled up in a braided crown on her head and left strands hanging loose around the back. Her eyes, however, were not blue, pink, or even red. They were black with red rings around their pupils. She had come running when she heard the fighting, though she hadn't thought much further ahead than simply seeing what was happening. She supposed she might have called the police, or simply left it if it was merely a brawl; however, if it was something much worse...
"I guess you have it covered," she said automatically, clearly from one of the southern states, though her accent was a bit nondescript. When she realized she probably should just keep walking, she started backing away. "You don't need an ambulance, do you?"
When you want desperately to RP with someone and you just don't know how to start...
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Better reblog.
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No more air {open}
He had been fine, he really had been. It had been a nice day so Steve had been going for a walk. It had just been a bad coincidence that he had walked by a group of people who had been smoking. It took so little to trigger an asthma attack those days, with the air in the city being as bad as it was.
His throat was tight, he couldn’t breathe. He had to sit down… Granted the man who looked like a street rat sitting on the bench did mean that no one was coming near him. But he was too panicked to even care. It hurt to breathe, each breath came with a wheezing sound. Calm down…focus.
He fumbled for his inhaler. He didn’t like using it, the only reason he had had it was because Bucky had wanted to go dancing the night before he was to ship out to war. There was not much left but he needed it…
Then it fell from his fingers, and his eyes were wide, frightened. Damn it. This wasn’t good. He slowly got off the bench, his hand on his chest, the other one reaching for the inhaler. It was just out of his reach and with air right then so precious…it wasn’t a good idea.
A tall woman picked up the old inhaler and handed it to him quickly. Big blue eyes stared at him with great concern. Though he looked like a vagrant--which she would otherwise have ignored for her own safety--he was clearly suffering what appeared to be an asthma attack, something she knew all too well. She pulled out her phone. "Just try to breathe. I'm calling an ambulance."
if you do, you’ll end up losing yourself.
Steve should have felt compassion, but he learned that that got him in trouble when he was out on the streets. So he had to harden his heart, and not let people walk all over him and his kindness. He had to be tough, even if it meant he couldn’t be kind. ”If you’re staying the night you need to check in up front or they’ll kick you out.”
She held no malice in her tone or her face. She was quite willing to soften herself to keep from antagonizing him. "I'm not staying here. I'm trying to get warm before the bus gets here. I didn't really read the sign. Sorry." She then smiled sheepishly and looked away from him. One of the black, unmarked cars she had come to distrust went by and she watched it cautiously from her position.
hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness.
OOC: and back.
OOC: at some point I need to go to Austin and look at travel size stuff.
OOC: I'm gonna finish my milk and go to Walmart and Payless to look at shoes. Hopefully I'll find something that actually Fits. I've been having wicked trouble with ballet flats not actually fitting my feet.
I'm the kind of Mun who doesn't mind multiple threads with the same person.
Fight in one? Fluff in the other? You got it. Fight in both threads? One physical, One Verbal? Why not?!