summary: two things in this world belong to bucky. his tags, and you.
pairing: bucky barnes x reader
warnings/synopsis: possessive bucky, smut, that gah’ damn metal arm. basically bucky getting sick of everyone trying to cop a feel of his best girl. based off of this ask
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this is me if u even care
Word Count: 3.5k
Warnings: None!
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Halloween was the night for everything dark, mysterious and horrid to come out and play, for people to be scared and feel jumpy, for the lights to flickers and the wind to have a certain bone chilling breeze to it.
Yet, at Hogwarts, Halloween was a night of celebration, with a feast containing every sort of food you could imagine, ghosts moved around the dark halls, pumpkins and candles floated above your heads in the Great Hall.
Nearly every year, each house organised a Halloween party for every house member to attend, and this year, the responsibilities of organising decorations, food, events and music fell on Cedric’s shoulders, much to his dismay. But even though he pleaded with Professor Sprout to pass on the responsibility to someone else, the older woman would not budge, instead just smiled at the boy and pattered him on his shoulder.
“Don’t worry Diggory. It’ll be fine. Y/N L/N is going to help, they’re an expert in the party organising department. And, it is part of your responsibility as a prefect.” Sprout let out a small smile at Cedric’s worried face and pattered his shoulder as she spoke next. “I’ve told them that you’ll be meeting them in the library to plan, they expect you to be there in ten minutes, so if I were you, I would pick up your bag, stop your pacing, and leave now, there’s a good man.” With that, the professor left Cedric standing in the middle of the Hufflepuff common room. The brown-haired boy let out a sigh and shook his head, resting his hands on his hips. But he did as the professor told him, swung his bag strap over his shoulder, ran a hand through his hair, and then left the common room, heading in the direction of the library.
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Smut
My Lord
My Always
Yandere Tom Riddle Headcanons (Part 1, Part 2)
That’s a woman
Love is beautiful, if it is true
Mine
Fluff
If you were alive again (Part 1, Part 2)
He noticed
Fluff
His family
no offense but angst leading to smut will always top everything else. argue with the wall because i ain’t hearing it ok, the yearning? the heartache that leads to hurried kisses or passionate slow ones? the face grab? the holding them as close as they can during? shut up!
𝗮/𝗻: I did in fact sob while writing this.
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: death and immense heartbreak
𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 4.3K
I watch him as they lower Fred’s body into the ground. He wasn’t crying… Everyone was crying. His family, their friends, even people who just liked their shop. And even me. I had lost my best friend and the twin to the love of my life.
Even the bloody sky was crying as rain thrashed all around us in despair. Dark clouds were rolling into as if to take him from this earth and welcome him into the heavenly beyond.
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#if villain why sexy
He’s just a boy🥺