Till the End of the Line

Summary: Darkness surrounds this town in fear, and Bucky Barnes is at the center of it. You want nothing more than to call him out, but you’re swept into the thralls of temptation instead.

Notes: Happy Halloween, lovelies! I watched The Lost Boys a few weeks ago and could not get the thought of sexy vampire!Bucky out of my head. This fic was born out of my thirst for Bucky Barnes and for spooky fics. I hope you enjoy! As always, all reviews will be replied to.

Pairing: Vampire!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Smut, blood drinking, violence. Sexy times with a sexy vampire.

Salty air fills your lungs the second you step foot on the boardwalk. People are hustling around you as sugar-hyped children laugh joyously on their way to the next roller coaster. But underneath all that excitement, all the cheerful screams and arcade dings, the steady drum of nervousness pumps through everyone’s veins. Everyone that is, but you.  Anticipation washes your soul anew. But it does not make you clean.

No. Tonight is the night.

For the last five years, I’ve been trying to do one thing: get to right here. That’s all it’s been about. Bringing everybody back.

In which you are incapable of controlling the weather. 

Characters: Bucky Barnes x f!Reader

Warnings: smut (18+ please!) dom!Bucky/bratty sub!reader, discipline, spanking, choking, emotions, mentions of anxiety, aftercare

Notes: Here it is- the first Marvel fic of the month! If you’ve been loving the MHA stuff so far, I’m thrilled, and I thank you in advance for accommodating my multifandom ass. If you’re more of a Marvel person, this one’s for you!

Today’s prompt was “spanking/choking,” so… both is good. 

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“It’s not letting up any time soon.”

You pull the blanket a little tighter around your shoulders to ward off the chill that wafts from the frosted glass in front of you. It’s dark out there, but in the faint glow of the porch light you can see that the blizzard is unrelenting.

It’s easy to see that you will not be getting Stateside tonight.

“Dammit!”

You twist from the window and the blanket whirls behind you like a cape. You can feel cold anxiety twisting its fingers around your heart, curling its way up your windpipe. You can’t help it. You hate it when things go wrong.

take your time, they said.

Captain America - The First Avenger 

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