Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier Heaven

Pairings : Bucky Barnes x original female character

Warnings : Past rape, protagonist was sexual abuse victim, past abuse, scars, blood .

Summary : Who could say that a normal night walk would change Bucky Barnes life forever, when he finds a distressed woman with blood stained clothes seated next to a New York’s street dust bin , holding her naked newborn baby in her arms staring at the blue eyed man with her vulnareble hazel eyes.

Part 17 (Part 16)

In the evening, after keeping her sleeping baby gently on the mattress next to her, Sarah picked up the small jar containing the balm that Bucky had bought her to alleviate her, now, deeply aching nipples.

Not before thinking twice about it and finally surrendering to her body's pain, she opened her nursing gown's top buttons and unclasped the right side of her maternity bra, not knowing that she had not fully locked her dormitory's door. In fact, the door wasn't even closed properly, as there was a solid six inch gap there…Sufficient enough for someone to see whatever was happening in the room. And the view was even better with Bucky's brilliant eyesight, who was just crossing his room to walk towards the balcony when his feet stopped right in front of the only dormitory in his house. The man couldn't make out how tender, yet arousing the view was.

The woman was applying the nipple balm on her sore and slightly cracked nipple in circular motions using her fingertips, with her gaze concentrating on this task being very careful not to touch any painful wound around her areola. The man stood there, watching the scene, admiring the changes in the woman's body. Her aspect was better now, at least , weight wise. Her pale complexion had some color to it with a beautiful shade of pink adorning her cheeks. Her breasts were fuller than before, but he wasn't sure why exactly this was. Because she was eating more, or because she was a lactating mother .

It's not like her face was free from the scars she had from her past but her skin was glowing now, even though some of the bruises and cuts were still fresh there. Nevertheless, these thoughts quickly vanished as his mind got fully damp in this beautiful scene.

Thinking that she was in her privacy, she let her other breast bare too and scooped some soothing product in her hand, and gently rubbed it all around her dark pink large bud.

Bucky took a step closer to the door, to have a better look at the woman... almost unconsciously. Whilst applying the balm, the friction of her fingers was making her calmed bud tighter and beautifully creased... sometimes being utterly bare to his eyesight and other times being hidden by her fingertips as she massaged the balm on her skin.

Poor Bucky was so busy relishing this moment, when the lady finally met Bucky's tender gaze, he couldn't even react properly … but just a dreamy shy smile made his sealed lips lift up. The lady, who's one breast was partially covered with her fingers and the other bosom was naked, couldn't react at all… she just blinked some shyness before looking down… more in memory than in shame, remembering that she did do what he had asked her to do, she is taking care of herself the way he wanted her to… because he had requested her to. Hesitantly, she lifted her eyes up to stare into Bucky's own ocean blues and then... it's when he worthlessly walked away dropping his gaze to the ground…However, still having bits and pieces of that shy smile adorning his countenance whilst he disappeared.

On the same day, when the night had dug its nails on the day's flesh, Bucky was all alone in the hall with the door of his…well now her… bedroom locked. Not knowing what was awaiting for him, as the little baby had begun to suffer the first and most normal consequences of coming outside of his mother's warm environment.

Assuming that the woman and its baby both were asleep, he got rid of his glove and took off his long sleeve t-shirt, in order to fix his metal arm in its place as one of its joints had loosened up. Whilst doing this task by himself with his flesh hand, the bedroom door opened. Said door was facing Bucky's back before the lady took in the male's back view ... as well as his metal limb... leaving her astonished for a couple of large seconds. However, that emotion was provoked in the woman's soul due to a mixture of imminent fright, regret, confusion and concern for the safety of her son .

A terrifying arm…a terrifying titanium arm, attached to a well-toned physique... carrying a red star… and then ... shining steel blue eyes ready to offer an explanation were gazing at her insecurities through her complexion. The former Winter Soldier had turned, but did not dare to move from his place knowing exactly what the woman must be thinking about him. He… himself… was scared and dead frightened to even face this scenario all of a sudden without any sketch on how to approach this topic with her.

Meanwhile , in a far dim corner of the city, the man… the monster actually, was standing in a barely lit room facing the window with his hands crossed in front of his chest waiting for a messenger to come in and shed some light on his recent doubts about the past turbulent days.

After a couple of minutes, finally the messenger came. Upon hearing his footsteps the monster opened his mouth to sigh deeply before he made up his mind to speak.

“Did you find her?” The monster asked.

“No my lord,” the messenger replied.

“Then why are you standing here?” The Lord yelled, furious, unable to manage his anger issues.

“Because... because I had to inform you… that I couldn't find..”. the messenger replied, in a shaky and scared voice but was cut by the man standing in front of him who turned around and faced him.

“Then go... and bring her... and until that... do not show me your face…” the monster announced, walking towards him in a couple of the most terrifyingly intimidating steps that the messenger had ever seen... as if the monster was trying to control his urge to smack him in the face... And he would have done that too, if the messenger had not left the room in less than 2 seconds after he finished his words.

And because the anger had to come out, the object of his fury was the poor little black crystal antique vase that shattered on the floor after its master threw it on the floor and banged his hands on the chest of drawers that held him for many many years till now.

“I am going to get to you... wherever you are...no matter how far you are… you are mine and forever will be mine…”the man murmured with clenched teeth in a determination that shook the whole room's dead soul.

Notes:

hi guys ! i hope you are liking this story. Its angsty in the beggining , but the ending will be a happy one . Slowly , i will reveal the full story of the female protagonist and the journey too will be a positive one of overcoming the emotional and past obstacles. I just wanted to write a story in which Bucky has tender moments with the baby , maybe father like scenes . Also , i want the proagonist to fall in love with bucky .I am a mess guys, please tell me if you like these tracks.

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Pairings : Bucky Barnes x original female character

Warnings : Past rape, protagonist was sexual abuse victim, past abuse, scars, blood .

Summary : Who could say that a normal night walk would change Bucky Barnes life forever, when he finds a distressed woman with blood stained clothes seated next to a New York’s street dust bin , holding her naked newborn baby in her arms staring at the blue eyed man with her vulnareble hazel eyes.

Part 17 (Part 16)

In the evening, after keeping her sleeping baby gently on the mattress next to her, Sarah picked up the small jar containing the balm that Bucky had bought her to alleviate her, now, deeply aching nipples.

Not before thinking twice about it and finally surrendering to her body's pain, she opened her nursing gown's top buttons and unclasped the right side of her maternity bra, not knowing that she had not fully locked her dormitory's door. In fact, the door wasn't even closed properly, as there was a solid six inch gap there…Sufficient enough for someone to see whatever was happening in the room. And the view was even better with Bucky's brilliant eyesight, who was just crossing his room to walk towards the balcony when his feet stopped right in front of the only dormitory in his house. The man couldn't make out how tender, yet arousing the view was.

The woman was applying the nipple balm on her sore and slightly cracked nipple in circular motions using her fingertips, with her gaze concentrating on this task being very careful not to touch any painful wound around her areola. The man stood there, watching the scene, admiring the changes in the woman's body. Her aspect was better now, at least , weight wise. Her pale complexion had some color to it with a beautiful shade of pink adorning her cheeks. Her breasts were fuller than before, but he wasn't sure why exactly this was. Because she was eating more, or because she was a lactating mother .

It's not like her face was free from the scars she had from her past but her skin was glowing now, even though some of the bruises and cuts were still fresh there. Nevertheless, these thoughts quickly vanished as his mind got fully damp in this beautiful scene.

Thinking that she was in her privacy, she let her other breast bare too and scooped some soothing product in her hand, and gently rubbed it all around her dark pink large bud.

Bucky took a step closer to the door, to have a better look at the woman... almost unconsciously. Whilst applying the balm, the friction of her fingers was making her calmed bud tighter and beautifully creased... sometimes being utterly bare to his eyesight and other times being hidden by her fingertips as she massaged the balm on her skin.

Poor Bucky was so busy relishing this moment, when the lady finally met Bucky's tender gaze, he couldn't even react properly … but just a dreamy shy smile made his sealed lips lift up. The lady, who's one breast was partially covered with her fingers and the other bosom was naked, couldn't react at all… she just blinked some shyness before looking down… more in memory than in shame, remembering that she did do what he had asked her to do, she is taking care of herself the way he wanted her to… because he had requested her to. Hesitantly, she lifted her eyes up to stare into Bucky's own ocean blues and then... it's when he worthlessly walked away dropping his gaze to the ground…However, still having bits and pieces of that shy smile adorning his countenance whilst he disappeared.

On the same day, when the night had dug its nails on the day's flesh, Bucky was all alone in the hall with the door of his…well now her… bedroom locked. Not knowing what was awaiting for him, as the little baby had begun to suffer the first and most normal consequences of coming outside of his mother's warm environment.

Assuming that the woman and its baby both were asleep, he got rid of his glove and took off his long sleeve t-shirt, in order to fix his metal arm in its place as one of its joints had loosened up. Whilst doing this task by himself with his flesh hand, the bedroom door opened. Said door was facing Bucky's back before the lady took in the male's back view ... as well as his metal limb... leaving her astonished for a couple of large seconds. However, that emotion was provoked in the woman's soul due to a mixture of imminent fright, regret, confusion and concern for the safety of her son .

A terrifying arm…a terrifying titanium arm, attached to a well-toned physique... carrying a red star… and then ... shining steel blue eyes ready to offer an explanation were gazing at her insecurities through her complexion. The former Winter Soldier had turned, but did not dare to move from his place knowing exactly what the woman must be thinking about him. He… himself… was scared and dead frightened to even face this scenario all of a sudden without any sketch on how to approach this topic with her.

Meanwhile , in a far dim corner of the city, the man… the monster actually, was standing in a barely lit room facing the window with his hands crossed in front of his chest waiting for a messenger to come in and shed some light on his recent doubts about the past turbulent days.

After a couple of minutes, finally the messenger came. Upon hearing his footsteps the monster opened his mouth to sigh deeply before he made up his mind to speak.

“Did you find her?” The monster asked.

“No my lord,” the messenger replied.

“Then why are you standing here?” The Lord yelled, furious, unable to manage his anger issues.

“Because... because I had to inform you… that I couldn't find..”. the messenger replied, in a shaky and scared voice but was cut by the man standing in front of him who turned around and faced him.

“Then go... and bring her... and until that... do not show me your face…” the monster announced, walking towards him in a couple of the most terrifyingly intimidating steps that the messenger had ever seen... as if the monster was trying to control his urge to smack him in the face... And he would have done that too, if the messenger had not left the room in less than 2 seconds after he finished his words.

And because the anger had to come out, the object of his fury was the poor little black crystal antique vase that shattered on the floor after its master threw it on the floor and banged his hands on the chest of drawers that held him for many many years till now.

“I am going to get to you... wherever you are...no matter how far you are… you are mine and forever will be mine…”the man murmured with clenched teeth in a determination that shook the whole room's dead soul.

Notes:

hi guys ! i hope you are liking this story. Its angsty in the beggining , but the ending will be a happy one . Slowly , i will reveal the full story of the female protagonist and the journey too will be a positive one of overcoming the emotional and past obstacles. I just wanted to write a story in which Bucky has tender moments with the baby , maybe father like scenes . Also , i want the proagonist to fall in love with bucky .I am a mess guys, please tell me if you like these tracks.

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@schizonephilim

Pairings : Bucky Barnes x original female character

Warnings : Past rape, protagonist was sexual abuse victim, past abuse, scars, blood .

Summary : Who could say that a normal night walk would change Bucky Barnes life forever, when he finds a distressed woman with blood stained clothes seated next to a New York’s street dust bin , holding her naked newborn baby in her arms staring at the blue eyed man with her vulnareble hazel eyes.

Part 17 (Part 16)

In the evening, after keeping her sleeping baby gently on the mattress next to her, Sarah picked up the small jar containing the balm that Bucky had bought her to alleviate her, now, deeply aching nipples.

Not before thinking twice about it and finally surrendering to her body's pain, she opened her nursing gown's top buttons and unclasped the right side of her maternity bra, not knowing that she had not fully locked her dormitory's door. In fact, the door wasn't even closed properly, as there was a solid six inch gap there…Sufficient enough for someone to see whatever was happening in the room. And the view was even better with Bucky's brilliant eyesight, who was just crossing his room to walk towards the balcony when his feet stopped right in front of the only dormitory in his house. The man couldn't make out how tender, yet arousing the view was.

The woman was applying the nipple balm on her sore and slightly cracked nipple in circular motions using her fingertips, with her gaze concentrating on this task being very careful not to touch any painful wound around her areola. The man stood there, watching the scene, admiring the changes in the woman's body. Her aspect was better now, at least , weight wise. Her pale complexion had some color to it with a beautiful shade of pink adorning her cheeks. Her breasts were fuller than before, but he wasn't sure why exactly this was. Because she was eating more, or because she was a lactating mother .

It's not like her face was free from the scars she had from her past but her skin was glowing now, even though some of the bruises and cuts were still fresh there. Nevertheless, these thoughts quickly vanished as his mind got fully damp in this beautiful scene.

Thinking that she was in her privacy, she let her other breast bare too and scooped some soothing product in her hand, and gently rubbed it all around her dark pink large bud.

Bucky took a step closer to the door, to have a better look at the woman... almost unconsciously. Whilst applying the balm, the friction of her fingers was making her calmed bud tighter and beautifully creased... sometimes being utterly bare to his eyesight and other times being hidden by her fingertips as she massaged the balm on her skin.

Poor Bucky was so busy relishing this moment, when the lady finally met Bucky's tender gaze, he couldn't even react properly … but just a dreamy shy smile made his sealed lips lift up. The lady, who's one breast was partially covered with her fingers and the other bosom was naked, couldn't react at all… she just blinked some shyness before looking down… more in memory than in shame, remembering that she did do what he had asked her to do, she is taking care of herself the way he wanted her to… because he had requested her to. Hesitantly, she lifted her eyes up to stare into Bucky's own ocean blues and then... it's when he worthlessly walked away dropping his gaze to the ground…However, still having bits and pieces of that shy smile adorning his countenance whilst he disappeared.

On the same day, when the night had dug its nails on the day's flesh, Bucky was all alone in the hall with the door of his…well now her… bedroom locked. Not knowing what was awaiting for him, as the little baby had begun to suffer the first and most normal consequences of coming outside of his mother's warm environment.

Assuming that the woman and its baby both were asleep, he got rid of his glove and took off his long sleeve t-shirt, in order to fix his metal arm in its place as one of its joints had loosened up. Whilst doing this task by himself with his flesh hand, the bedroom door opened. Said door was facing Bucky's back before the lady took in the male's back view ... as well as his metal limb... leaving her astonished for a couple of large seconds. However, that emotion was provoked in the woman's soul due to a mixture of imminent fright, regret, confusion and concern for the safety of her son .

A terrifying arm…a terrifying titanium arm, attached to a well-toned physique... carrying a red star… and then ... shining steel blue eyes ready to offer an explanation were gazing at her insecurities through her complexion. The former Winter Soldier had turned, but did not dare to move from his place knowing exactly what the woman must be thinking about him. He… himself… was scared and dead frightened to even face this scenario all of a sudden without any sketch on how to approach this topic with her.

Meanwhile , in a far dim corner of the city, the man… the monster actually, was standing in a barely lit room facing the window with his hands crossed in front of his chest waiting for a messenger to come in and shed some light on his recent doubts about the past turbulent days.

After a couple of minutes, finally the messenger came. Upon hearing his footsteps the monster opened his mouth to sigh deeply before he made up his mind to speak.

“Did you find her?” The monster asked.

“No my lord,” the messenger replied.

“Then why are you standing here?” The Lord yelled, furious, unable to manage his anger issues.

“Because... because I had to inform you… that I couldn't find..”. the messenger replied, in a shaky and scared voice but was cut by the man standing in front of him who turned around and faced him.

“Then go... and bring her... and until that... do not show me your face…” the monster announced, walking towards him in a couple of the most terrifyingly intimidating steps that the messenger had ever seen... as if the monster was trying to control his urge to smack him in the face... And he would have done that too, if the messenger had not left the room in less than 2 seconds after he finished his words.

And because the anger had to come out, the object of his fury was the poor little black crystal antique vase that shattered on the floor after its master threw it on the floor and banged his hands on the chest of drawers that held him for many many years till now.

“I am going to get to you... wherever you are...no matter how far you are… you are mine and forever will be mine…”the man murmured with clenched teeth in a determination that shook the whole room's dead soul.

Notes:

hi guys ! i hope you are liking this story. Its angsty in the beggining , but the ending will be a happy one . Slowly , i will reveal the full story of the female protagonist and the journey too will be a positive one of overcoming the emotional and past obstacles. I just wanted to write a story in which Bucky has tender moments with the baby , maybe father like scenes . Also , i want the proagonist to fall in love with bucky .I am a mess guys, please tell me if you like these tracks.

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@void-imaginations

@i-can-do-this-all-dayy    

@lokiandbuckysdoll  

@vbecker10    

@vickie5446

@schizonephilim

Calling all Nashuri fans!

On September 22 - 24

Lets all join together for

✨Nashuri Family Weekend✨

A 3-day Nashuri fan event exploring themes of parenthood & family with Shuri & Namor!

Calling all Nashuri fans!

On September 22 - 24

Lets all join together for

✨Nashuri Family Weekend✨

A 3-day Nashuri fan event exploring themes of parenthood & family with Shuri & Namor!

Our little center of the Universe 🪐✨

Day 2 Nashuri week- Fluff 🌊

I Need You By My Side

(A Nashuri Drabble)

Shuri sits inside the hut on the old chair with her arms crossed. Her leg bounces and her narrowed eyes settle on the husband she was forced to marry. She has only been with him for two days, but within that time, they came to the conclusion that they absolutely abhor each other.

Drowning her mother two years ago will probably do that to a marriage.

“Ix ajaw-“

“I told you to stop calling me that!”

“Black Panther,” he corrects himself. “I wish for you to sit down with me.”

“No.”

He mutters something she’s certain is a curse in Mayan. Attuma has finished painting the mural of K’uk’ulkan verses The Black Panther on the god-king’s back.

“Can you at least see if he did it correctly!?”

“Fine!” She stands up and her footsteps are heavy as she walks across the limestone. “It would be embarrassing to be seen with you if the tattoo turns out horrible since you have no concept of what a shirt is.”

Shuri stands over him and looks at Attuma’s masterpiece. The big man is staring at her with large, hopeful eyes. She sighs and nods.

“It looks fine.”

“I don’t need ‘fine’, Princess! I need perfect!”

“It’s perfect, alright!?” Shuri looks at the tools next to Attuma and her eyebrows raise. They’re all extremely sharp blades and nothing like the tattoo needles commonly used. “What’s the process, here?”

“Attuma will cut the design into my skin. The result of the scars and paint will form the tattoo.”

“…Good Bast! That doesn’t sound sanitary at all! Or pleasant!”

“It’s a very painful process, yes.”

“Then why would you do it!?”

Namor groans and turns his head as much as he can to be able to see her. “It’s a symbol of my bravery and now that I have you, atan, I am able to go through the same ritual my ancestors did.”

“Well…try not to die, yeah? That wasn’t part of the deal.”

The corners of his lips curl back into a smirk. “Aw, atan…are you starting to care about me?”

Shuri rolls her eyes and starts heading to the exit of the hut to have some time to herself when Namor calls out to her. She pauses and takes a deep breath before turning around.

“What now!?”

“Please, don’t go. I need you by my side.”

She blinks. He has never begged her for anything. “Don’t tell me the big strong god-king is afraid?”

(She’d be terrified of getting her skin carved, too, but she doesn’t say that.)

When he doesn’t say anything but gaze at her helplessly, Shuri shakes her head and sits down beside him. He reaches his hand out to her and for some insane reason, she holds it. He smiles at her warmly. It’s the type of smile she hasn’t seen since her first time in Talokan years ago.

“Thank you, Shu-“

“Okol!” Attuma shouts suddenly and starts cutting into Namor’s skin.

Pairings : Bucky Barnes x original female character

Warnings : Past rape, protagonist was sexual abuse victim, past abuse, scars, blood .

Summary : Who could say that a normal night walk would change Bucky Barnes life forever, when he finds a distressed woman with blood stained clothes seated next to a New York’s street dust bin , holding her naked newborn baby in her arms staring at the blue eyed man with her vulnareble hazel eyes.

Part 17 (Part 16)

In the evening, after keeping her sleeping baby gently on the mattress next to her, Sarah picked up the small jar containing the balm that Bucky had bought her to alleviate her, now, deeply aching nipples.

Not before thinking twice about it and finally surrendering to her body's pain, she opened her nursing gown's top buttons and unclasped the right side of her maternity bra, not knowing that she had not fully locked her dormitory's door. In fact, the door wasn't even closed properly, as there was a solid six inch gap there…Sufficient enough for someone to see whatever was happening in the room. And the view was even better with Bucky's brilliant eyesight, who was just crossing his room to walk towards the balcony when his feet stopped right in front of the only dormitory in his house. The man couldn't make out how tender, yet arousing the view was.

The woman was applying the nipple balm on her sore and slightly cracked nipple in circular motions using her fingertips, with her gaze concentrating on this task being very careful not to touch any painful wound around her areola. The man stood there, watching the scene, admiring the changes in the woman's body. Her aspect was better now, at least , weight wise. Her pale complexion had some color to it with a beautiful shade of pink adorning her cheeks. Her breasts were fuller than before, but he wasn't sure why exactly this was. Because she was eating more, or because she was a lactating mother .

It's not like her face was free from the scars she had from her past but her skin was glowing now, even though some of the bruises and cuts were still fresh there. Nevertheless, these thoughts quickly vanished as his mind got fully damp in this beautiful scene.

Thinking that she was in her privacy, she let her other breast bare too and scooped some soothing product in her hand, and gently rubbed it all around her dark pink large bud.

Bucky took a step closer to the door, to have a better look at the woman... almost unconsciously. Whilst applying the balm, the friction of her fingers was making her calmed bud tighter and beautifully creased... sometimes being utterly bare to his eyesight and other times being hidden by her fingertips as she massaged the balm on her skin.

Poor Bucky was so busy relishing this moment, when the lady finally met Bucky's tender gaze, he couldn't even react properly … but just a dreamy shy smile made his sealed lips lift up. The lady, who's one breast was partially covered with her fingers and the other bosom was naked, couldn't react at all… she just blinked some shyness before looking down… more in memory than in shame, remembering that she did do what he had asked her to do, she is taking care of herself the way he wanted her to… because he had requested her to. Hesitantly, she lifted her eyes up to stare into Bucky's own ocean blues and then... it's when he worthlessly walked away dropping his gaze to the ground…However, still having bits and pieces of that shy smile adorning his countenance whilst he disappeared.

On the same day, when the night had dug its nails on the day's flesh, Bucky was all alone in the hall with the door of his…well now her… bedroom locked. Not knowing what was awaiting for him, as the little baby had begun to suffer the first and most normal consequences of coming outside of his mother's warm environment.

Assuming that the woman and its baby both were asleep, he got rid of his glove and took off his long sleeve t-shirt, in order to fix his metal arm in its place as one of its joints had loosened up. Whilst doing this task by himself with his flesh hand, the bedroom door opened. Said door was facing Bucky's back before the lady took in the male's back view ... as well as his metal limb... leaving her astonished for a couple of large seconds. However, that emotion was provoked in the woman's soul due to a mixture of imminent fright, regret, confusion and concern for the safety of her son .

A terrifying arm…a terrifying titanium arm, attached to a well-toned physique... carrying a red star… and then ... shining steel blue eyes ready to offer an explanation were gazing at her insecurities through her complexion. The former Winter Soldier had turned, but did not dare to move from his place knowing exactly what the woman must be thinking about him. He… himself… was scared and dead frightened to even face this scenario all of a sudden without any sketch on how to approach this topic with her.

Meanwhile , in a far dim corner of the city, the man… the monster actually, was standing in a barely lit room facing the window with his hands crossed in front of his chest waiting for a messenger to come in and shed some light on his recent doubts about the past turbulent days.

After a couple of minutes, finally the messenger came. Upon hearing his footsteps the monster opened his mouth to sigh deeply before he made up his mind to speak.

“Did you find her?” The monster asked.

“No my lord,” the messenger replied.

“Then why are you standing here?” The Lord yelled, furious, unable to manage his anger issues.

“Because... because I had to inform you… that I couldn't find..”. the messenger replied, in a shaky and scared voice but was cut by the man standing in front of him who turned around and faced him.

“Then go... and bring her... and until that... do not show me your face…” the monster announced, walking towards him in a couple of the most terrifyingly intimidating steps that the messenger had ever seen... as if the monster was trying to control his urge to smack him in the face... And he would have done that too, if the messenger had not left the room in less than 2 seconds after he finished his words.

And because the anger had to come out, the object of his fury was the poor little black crystal antique vase that shattered on the floor after its master threw it on the floor and banged his hands on the chest of drawers that held him for many many years till now.

“I am going to get to you... wherever you are...no matter how far you are… you are mine and forever will be mine…”the man murmured with clenched teeth in a determination that shook the whole room's dead soul.

Notes:

hi guys ! i hope you are liking this story. Its angsty in the beggining , but the ending will be a happy one . Slowly , i will reveal the full story of the female protagonist and the journey too will be a positive one of overcoming the emotional and past obstacles. I just wanted to write a story in which Bucky has tender moments with the baby , maybe father like scenes . Also , i want the proagonist to fall in love with bucky .I am a mess guys, please tell me if you like these tracks.

Tag list

@raelorns21

@void-imaginations

@i-can-do-this-all-dayy    

@lokiandbuckysdoll  

@vbecker10    

@vickie5446

@schizonephilim