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Sleeping With A Friend
summary: You wake up in Bucky’s bed after a night you’re certain will only break your heart. pairing: bucky x reader word count: 5.6k warnings: smut (18+), idk no real other warnings this time folks, two love sick idiots pining for one another? a/n: this was written for @fvckingavengers’s quarantine writing challenge ! I had the prompt of Sleeping With A Friend by Neon Trees ✨
And why mess up a good thing baby? / It’s a risk to even fall in love So when you give that look to me / I better look back carefully ‘Cause this is trouble / Yeah, this is trouble I’m scared but if my heart’s gonna break / Before the night will end I said, ooh ooh / We’re in danger / Sleeping with a friend
You’re woken by a glimpse of sunlight as it streams in through the bedroom window. It escapes through the sliver between the curtains and you tuck your face into the crook of something warm. Still, it eclipses over your shoulder and you grunt a little as it seeps beyond closed lids and beckons you awake; gentle, at first, but there’s something in its presence as your eyes flutter open that exposes the room around you.
You feel it as you lift your head from the comfort of a broad, bare shoulder, as the delicate touch of a hand slips off your spine and falls to the mattress – a pang of regret. It boils deep down into your stomach. It takes a swift hold of you as your heart starts to race and you glimpse down to the face of a man you’d loved almost as long as you’d known him. A man you’d sworn off, a man who occupied the entirety of your heart and soul and still, always at an arm’s length.
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This is so good!!!
Crucible
Moppet!Douxie x GN!Reader, Soulmate AU | Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Warnings: Fire/Explosion, lots of crying, self esteem issues, misunderstandings cause a lot of emotional turmoil
Note: This is my first fic! I know fics have it worse than art, but if you’d consider leaving tips in the comments, I’d be super grateful! Thanks for taking a look!
It was springtime in Camelot, near the turn of the season. The sun was high, the birds were singing, and you… were late. As a magic user, your life was in constant jeopardy regardless of your employment as the Crowmaster, Crowlord Corbin’s apprentice, penning and sending letters for the kingdom. And in this kingdom, tardiness was not appreciated. Racing through the castle halls with the king’s letters in hand, you noticed movement on your forearms.
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A truly great chapter, it was adorable!
Almost A Thousand Years - The Lady of the Lake | Hisirdoux Casperan
Plot: You’ve known Hisirdoux Casperan for almost a thousand years. You’ve hated him for almost a thousand years. And for almost a thousand years, you’ve been cursed to feel each others pain. But somewhere in that time, things changed. [Hisirdoux Casperan x Mostly Gender Neutral but Probably Female Presenting Based on How Historical Men Treat Them!Reader]
Word Count: 7,269
Warnings: angst angst angst angst angst, (Y/N) has decided to try and fight those talking doors
A/N: HERE Y’ALL GO
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Under the cover of darkness, you found somewhere a little more private where you couldn’t be overheard, sending Archie to watch over past Douxie and, if he saw them, past you.
The small room was dimly lit, reminding you of other places you had visited; ones lit by candles that smelled of herbs and blood. The familiarity was comforting, and to be honest, you really needed that at that exact second. You heard Douxie shut the door, using magic to lock it, while you moved to lean on the wall near the window. You stared at your hands. There was a slight tremor in your fingers. You almost felt sick.
“(Y/N), you don’t- you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to,” despite his desperation to understand the situation earlier, he didn’t want to force you into anything you didn’t want to do. But this wasn’t optional. You had to tell him.
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