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Title: Do as You're Told
Author: Ruckystarnes
Card: B018
Characters: Biker!Dad!Bucky Barnes, Biker!Daughter!Becca Barnes
Words: 408
Rating: Teen
Warnings: implied domestic violence, protective Bucky
Written for: @buckybarnesbingo
Prompt/Square: K1: image of Bucky behind a wall during a fight
Summary: Bucky is livid after seeing his daughter come home with a bruise on her cheek.
Type: Drabble | Moodboard
Bucky made a promise to Natasha that he would take care of their daughter, and he was going to honor that until the day he died. So there was not a second thought when he saw Becca walk in last night with a darkening mark on her cheek after being out with her boyfriend. He didn’t care much for Jack Rollins, always thought he was a greasy snake waiting for the right moment to strike before slithering back like a coward. In his gang, you didn’t hurt women or children, and Becca was both in his eyes. Before Becca left Rollins, she swore to him she was going to tell her father about what he had done, and he would answer to his offense. Becca didn’t know Bucky would actually carry out the payback himself, but was hoping that one of the lower gang members would.
“Dad–”
“Not happening, Bec,” he started, holding a hand up to stop her before she went on.
Becca’s jaw set, reminding Bucky all too much of her mother, but no matter how much she hated him for it, he was going to stand his ground and not allow her to come along to what he knew was going to be a fight.
“You know he will kill you by showing up without me.”
“And why do you think that?” he asked, raising his brows to indicate that the question was rhetorical. He grabbed his jacket and pulled it on, not looking at his daughter. “He laid hands on you, and in my book, he’s good enough dead.” He heard her growl in frustration as he donned his leather gloves and looked at Sam.
“She stays. I don’t care if you have to tie her to the chair. I don’t want her there.” The tall, dark man nodded once and shot Becca an apologetic look.
“You heard your ol’ man, sis,” he said, trying to give her a sympathetic look, but he was one of Bucky’s right hand men, and he would never disobey him, even for Becca. Bucky grabbed the pistol off the table and put it in the shoulder holster he had under his jacket before he sheathed several knives in various places on his body.
“Just do as you’re told, please Becca?” Bucky asked softly as he walked past her to leave. He pressed a kiss to her temple and whispered ‘I love you’ before heading out of the bar.
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ALRIGHT after much debating (with myself) I’ll be bringing Bogles to my pauper tourmanent tomorrow. BUT I’ll also have my infect deck with me in case I get to jam some side games with people once I’ve dropped (well I don’t plan on dropping really but I don’t expect to be top 8ing lol). It’ll be a nice experience, still learning about all this and trying things out! I think I’ll keep mostly playing both of these decks for a while until I get really better at them, to improve my play. Then maybe I’ll be building Mono U faeries or Familiars, as a treat... It’s kind of surprising I haven’t brought my love of U in pauper yet! It’s because I’ve been exploring too many things at once :p But I will be correcting that!
Wish me luck!
PS : Here are the lists if anybody is interested.
- Bogles https://scryfall.com/@Hikorzik/decks/a2d83bf8-d9fe-46da-9dde-6a6230a13c64
- Infect https://scryfall.com/@Hikorzik/decks/8038f773-6d3e-445d-b018-f3569030b3ef
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Title: Don't Do This
Author: RuckyStarnes
Card: B018
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Wanda Maximoff
Pairing: WinterWitch
Warnings: implied torture, implied violence, mind control/mind rape (however you want to define Wanda's mind powers/magic), just a lot of implications and what not, MoM non compliant
Rating: Teen
Words: 1,014
Written for: @buckybarnesbingo
Prompt/Square: B5: Dark Alleys
Summary: Bucky is tasked to bring in Wanda, to answer for her infraction in Westview months earlier.
Type: Fic | Moodboard
Bucky stared at the figure at the end of the alley way, his jaw clenching as he ground his teeth. Weeks of tracking had finally led him to a small town in the midwest, standing behind a building that has been forgotten about, staring at the person he was tasked to track down. The moonless night only had him relying on the faint yellow glow of the small street light back at the mouth of the alley, but he could see almost clearly to know who it was.
“Wanda,” he breathed, his body humming with anticipation, knowing he couldn’t let his guard down with her, “please, don’t do this.” She looked back at him, eyes wide and no emotion written on her face. He could see a smear of something across her face, and it made his stomach lurch slightly thinking the worse it could be.
“Wanda, please, don’t do this,” he pleaded lightly, his metal hand reaching out towards her, palm upwards as his other hung by his side, trying hard not to have an aggressive stance. He knew the folder he was given stated that she had “gone off the deep end” and was “beyond reason”, that the government wanted her captured, dead or alive, with no preference given. He knew that she had suffered a great deal of losses in her life, the most recent Vision and her (lack of a better word) fabricated boys, and he knew the kind of trauma those types of losses would cause. But he couldn’t help but wonder before why Sam wasn’t one to come, he had the skills to talk to people. Bucky, not so much.
“I already did, James,” Wanda replied coolly, and Bucky could see a glint of red in her eyes. “You think anything you’d say would make me come with you? Let them do whatever they want to me?”
Bucky swallowed thickly before sighing. “Wanda, Sam and I can help you.”
The laugh she gave made alarm bells go off in the back of his head: it was cold, emotionless, eerie. She dropped her head back and started to pace, her hands twisting slightly drawing small trendles of red in the air.
“Just let me go James.”
“You know I can’t do that,” he replied softly, taking a slight step forward.
“I know, and I don’t want to hurt you. You’re a good man working for some sketchy people.” Wanda stopped, her body facing the building but she turned and cocked her head slightly at him. “How can you sleep at night knowing who you work for? Steve didn’t, but when he did, he left. So why don’t you?” The corner of her mouth tilted upwards a bit as her brow rose with the question. “Tell me James, if you fail to bring me in, what are they going to do to you? You think they will pat you on the back and say you’ll do better next time? Or do you think they will see it as aiding and abetting a dangerous enhanced person? What do you think they will do with you? Torture, I think, or maybe they will use that chair HYDRA had, because you know they have it.”
Bucky could feel the blood drain from his face, because he knew she was right. When HYDRA fell back in 2014, the government had found items that HYDRA were using, thanks to Steve and the Avengers. The chair was one thing he hoped was destroyed, but there were rumors that there was such a device that was used on enemies of the state to “reform” them. He swallowed thickly and shook his head, thinking there was no way Sam was going to let that happen to him again.
“Sam won’t be able to protect you,” Wanda went on, walking towards him now, slowly turning her wrists to spread the trendles of magic through the dark air. “Come with me James, I’ll protect you from them. You wouldn’t have to watch over your back anymore, worry that someone will betray you.”
“W-Wanda, I-I can’t. And stop looking into my mind!” His raised voice made her flinch, emotion washing over her face. “You know I hate it,” he added quietly, his voice wavering slightly. He dropped his head and took a slow, ragged breath, but it caught in his throat when he felt her hand coming up to rest on his cheek.
“I apologize, James,” she whispered, “I am so sorry that I didn’t come to you right away, and I’m sorry I tried to get into your head.”
He slumped slightly when she finished talking, inhaling slightly when she pressed her lips to his forehead. “Wanda,” his voice quivered as his eyes closed, “Please, stop running. Don’t make me do anything I don’t want to do.”
“I can’t,” she whispered, and he looked up at her then, noting that the smear on her face was nothing but mud or dirt. She tried to maintain a stoneface but he could see her emotions betrayed through her eyes and mouth.
“Then I apologize for doing this. Just remember I do care about you. A lot. I want you safe.” She pressed her fingers to his temples.
When Bucky blinked he was looking down a dark alley with a faint glow from a street light. He looked around, confused as to why he was standing behind an abandoned building with nothing around. The phone in his pocket buzzed, making him cuss as he dug it out and answered it.
“What the hell man,” Sam yelled before Bucky could get out a greeting, “I’ve been trying to call you for eight minutes.”
“I-I didn’t feel the vibrations,” Bucky replied, “but I haven’t found her, Sam. If she wants to be a ghost, Steve taught her well.”
But Bucky could smell a faint hint of plumeria and lavender, a scent that he knew was Wanda. It plagued him for the last two months while he searched for her, but it seemed like she was just out reach with that floral scent being the only physical evidence she was there.
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Very different from my usual style but trying some medium/long coffins and I’m so pleased with how they turned out! Loving the super girly vibes 💖 . . . Polishes from @beetlesgelpolish - #b323 (Fantasyland), #b018 & #b019 (Retro Beloved) Gems from Amazon ✨ . . #nails #nailsofinstagram #nailart #nailinspo #naildesigns #nails💅 #gelnails #gelx #gelxnails #coffinnails #pinknails #glitternails #glitterombre #glitterombrenails #blingnails #bling #birthdaynails #barbiegirl #barbienails #2000s #2000saesthetics #bitemenailart #biteme #custompressonnails #customnails (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcnEgtbMcpi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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“B018, Beyrouth, Liban, Bernard Khoury Architect
In the late-1990s Khoury built a permanent home for the club in the industrial Karantina district, the site of a horrific massacre of Palestinian muslims in 1976.
Sunk into the ground like a cross between a military bunker and a mass grave, B018 is covered by a huge circular metal plate roof that resembles a helicopter landing pad.
Most famously, this roof is retractable so clubbers can dance underground yet beneath the open night sky.
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B018, the nightclub designed to last that survived the Beirut explosion!
B018, the nightclub designed to last that survived the Beirut explosion!
With an aesthetic between the military and Gothic cathedral, this place designed by Bernard Khoury is also a temple of sound, an icon of Lebanese modernity and a reminder of the meaning of the neighbourhood it occupies: the Cuarentena neighbourhood.
And in the end, only one remained. Beirut, a city deeply affected by history, suffered unprecedented devastation on Tuesday, August 4. More than 2,70…
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