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rookthorne · 8 months

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⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞

A house of cards only needed the slightest touch to fall to pieces, to crumble to the floor in a heap. It turned out, as the Queen, you only needed that same nudge.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✰ Biker!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ✰ 1.3k

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ✰ Fluff, heavy angst, implied bike wreck, fainting

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ✰ I missed snapping my glow stick.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒔 ✰ Day Is Gone by Noah Gunderson, The Forest Rangers ✰ You Are My Sunshine by Jamey Johnson, Twiggy Ramirez, Shooter Jennings

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 ✰ @allcapsbingo 𝗡𝟱 — Falling Apart — Masterlist ✰ @anyfandomaubingo 𝗜𝟮 — Biker!Bucky Barnes — Masterlist

𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Moments passed at an agonised pace. Your heart rabbeted against your ribs and your mind spun with worries and terror – both unparalleled in their height.

Bucky had been radio silent and missing for hours now.

He had left the clubhouse with a kiss and a “be careful,” started his Indian, and only looked back to blow you a kiss as he left the lot. You had watched the black and gold chariot carry him away down the road, the engine loud and you had prayed, hoped, that he would be safe.

Another charter, a club whose President he was close with, was meant to meet him on the way there to ride with him, and they would have taken him to the meeting point for the deal, overseeing the entirety of the proceedings and reporting back as Bucky rode home – eager to be back in your arms again.

That had not happened.

Steve was on the edge of his seat, phone to his ear and his voice a low rumble as he rang and spoke to many of their contacts – the search for his President seeming pointless as no one had heard from him, nor seen him, for the duration of his unexplained absence.

Sweat beaded down your temple and neck while your heart hammered. Anxiety swirled and soured your stomach – the very thought of him lying in a ditch in the middle of nowhere did not help the flighty mindset that you had unwillingly adopted.

The endless possibilities of what could have happened to him grew infinitely long, so long that it could have wrapped around the world twice and made a bow – a bow of fear, laced with the nauseated worry of a Queen whose King made deals with the devil for his mortality on a daily basis.

Bucky was a man of courage and strength; he knew how to hold his own and he was a devil of his own making. The only problem was that he was not immortal, no matter how he acted, or believed. A mere mortal of a man that had shaped himself into the Hades of the underworld, the underbelly of an empiric and tyrannical life that was of a President.

You were well versed in this fear, of the possibility for deals to go south, hospitalisations, and the like, but for such radio silence and period of seemingly becoming a ghost…

“Where could he have gone?” you whispered, wringing your hands.

“He’ll show up, Sweets,” Peter replied, a wary smile on his thin lips. “He couldn’t have gotten far. Boss can handle himself, yeah?”

They were empty words – as much of a reassurance to the young man as they were preaching a wish you had harped on for every moment of the past few hours.

A loud rumble sounded down the road from the lot, and you flew to your feet, clicking your fingers at Steve. “I have to go,” he said, hanging up his call abruptly. “Is that–?”

“I don’t know,” you breathed, staring out the window that had the best view into the parking lot. “I hope it is.”

Steve got up and pulled out his handgun before he jogged to the door. “Stay here,” he ordered, and he opened it before stepping out into the afternoon air with his shoulders squared to fend off an intruder, when he suddenly yelled, “Sweets, it’s him!”

The black and gold Indian appeared in the lot, Bucky astride it as it purred to a stop and the engine cut out as he backed it into place. While pristine when Bucky left the lot this morning, the bike was scuffed and beaten up – a mirror was missing and the headlight was shattered, and that was all of what you could see.

Your heart hadn’t seemed to comprehend the visual of Bucky there, though. Blinking rapidly to clear the black spots in your vision, you rushed around the bar and stood in the entryway of the clubhouse – waiting on bated breath for Bucky to appear.

You could hear Bucky and Steve’s voices interchangeably over the pounding in your ears, and just as Steve appeared, Bucky right behind him, you exhaled a shocked breath, blinked, and the world went black.

“She’s comin’ round,” a voice said. It was muffled and warbled, like they were underwater. “Go get some water.”

Footsteps retreated and then came back a few seconds later. “Yeah, she’s comin’ back to us.”

Your eyelids fluttered as you opened them, and you blinked the blurriness away. “Wha’ happen–?”

Bucky looked down at you, and you could feel one of his hands on your shoulder and the other on your stomach. “Well, hey there, doll,” he said softly. “I walked in the door and you just… Fainted. You get that excited to see me?”

You blinked again and took him in – blood covered the corner of his mouth, evidently from the split on his lower lip. There was a gash on his forehead, and his hair was a bird's nest of tangles. “What happened to you?”

“Laid my bike down on the way back. I limped my ass in here to hold my girl only for you to pass out on me.” Bucky raised a brow at you, his expression analytical. “You feelin’ alright, baby?”

Slowly, you sat up from Bucky’s lap to see Steve and Peter watching you nervously. You turned to Bucky, taking him in again. “Am I alright?” For a fleeting second, Bucky looked nervous. “Am I alright?” you repeated, incredulous.

“Yeah, you kinda jus’ crumpled in front of us, Sweets,” Bucky rushed, but the fear that had held you in its clutches surged into an uncontrollable anger.

“Am I alright? You are asking me if I am alright when you couldn’t even pick up the fucking phone and call me to tell me you were alive, James!” The world swam as you got to your feet and Bucky scrambled to stand up, to hold you steady, but the rush of anger fuelled you into remaining upright.

“Sweets, calm down,” Steve interceded, hands raised.

You snarled at him and turned back to Bucky. “I- We were sitting here, out of our minds with worry, and you just showed up acting like nothing was wrong? Look at your face, Bucky! Look at it!”

Bucky sighed and sat down on a barstool heavily. “Yes, I look like shit. And I’m sorry. I didn’t plan on laying down my damn bike or breaking my fuckin’ phone.” He took out a black brick that would have resembled his phone at some point in time, but now, it was a crushed, splintered mess that was held together by shredded plastic. “I’m sorry, baby, alright?”

The anger that surged through you abated to a flickering flame – Bucky wasn’t lying, the evidence was plain as day, right in front of you.

“You- You didn’t…” Mouth dry, you struggled to swallow and continue. “I was terrified that I lost you. After all we have been through.” You gestured weakly around the clubhouse, to the wooden Church doors and out to the car lot – until you finally met his stare, his eyes drowning in pensive fear. “I thought I lost you.”

The look that Bucky shot Steve and Peter spoke volumes, and the way the two men hastened to leave the clubhouse made you feel suddenly foolish. You’d overreacted, you were sure of it–

“Baby,” Bucky said, and he was walking towards you. “Look at me.”

You met his gaze as he stood right in front of you, and you didn’t shy away as he rested his forehead on yours. “I am so sorry, baby. I am. I didn’t mean to scare you, I swear it.” His hands held your hips and he pulled you to his chest. “Please, I didn’t-”

“You’re here,” you cut in softly, tears in your eyes and you kissed his lips. “You’re back here in my arms, and that’s all I want. I’m sorry I yelled at you–I was so scared.”

Bucky kissed you, his lips slotted perfectly against yours, and you sighed through your nose, holding him tighter against you as you looped your arms around his neck. “Don’t leave me.”

“Never.”

⠈⠂⠄ 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐨𝟑 ⠄⠂⠁

⠈⠂⠄𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ⠄⠂⠁

#bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky x f!reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes angst #allcapsbingo2023 #rookthorne's works

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buckybarnesb-tch · 1 year

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Songs that Remind Me of Bucky Barnes

Immortals- Fall Out Boy

We Are Young- fun

Lost Boy- Ruth B.

Old Fashioned- P!@tD

Losing Your Memory- Ryan Star

Oh Death- Noah Gunderson

Dancings Not a Crime- P!@tD

Seven Devils- Florence & the Machine

One of the Drunks- P!@tD

Yellow- Coldplay

Whatever it Takes- Imagine Dragons

American Idiot- Green Day

Before You Go- Lewis Capaldi

I’m Not Okay- My Chemical Romance

Tag, You’re It- Melanie Martinez

Thunder- Imagine Dragons

Somebody that I Used to Know- Gotye

Wake Me Up When September Ends- Green Day

Uma Thurman- Fall Out Boy

Car Radio- 21 pilots

Na Na Na- My Chemical Romance

Another One Bites the Dust- Queen

Gasoline- Halsey

I Lived- OneRepublic

Safe and Sound- Taylor Swift

Castle- Halsey

Flares- The Script

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

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jackiesarch · 3 months

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— SONG & STYLE TAG

tagged by @perpetuagf @corvosattano @leviiackrman @shallow-gravy @socially-awkward-skeleton @nightbloodbix and @red-nightskies to do this for some kids! thanks y’all!

tagging (opt in/out here!) @risingsh0t @adelaidedrubman @firstaidspray @faarkas @queennymeria @florbelles @henbased @roofgeese @belorage @strangefable @unholymilf @loriane-elmuerto @shellibisshe @cptcassian @delicateweapon @marivenah @thedeadthree @inafieldofdaisies

RULES: post 5 songs associated with your oc, followed by 3 outfits they would wear

BARKING DOG / DIZZY

COUNTING EMPTIES / BLEACH LAB

EMILY I’M SORRY / BOYGENIUS

HAUNTED HOUSE / NOAH GUNDERSON

FAMILY TREE (INTRO) / ETHEL CAIN

ABSTRACT (PSYCHOPOMP) / HOZIER

LONG TIME RUNNING / THE TRAGICALLY HIP

TWO / SLEEPING AT LAST

EPIPHANY / TAYLOR SWIFT

SOME KIND OF LOVE / THE KILLERS

#this was fun for these complete opposites #oc: oliver sinclair #oc: maura foster

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lastoneout · 7 months

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He also played 'Wild Horses' as an encore! (Recorded at Noah Gunderson's Tucson concert.)

#I cried so hard #noah gundersen #fav #happy tag

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in-memoriam-tgwk · 12 days

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I feel like the song Notos by the Oh Hello fits the Colony as a whole (Ghosts That We Knew by Mumford and Sons is a given I feel) l, David by Noah Gunderson might be an Almondlight song. Judging Books by Their Covers by Keaton Henson for Glowstar. Just wanted to toss songs at ya for fun!

your mind anon 😭😭😭 im so glad you clocked where half the name came from lmao the other half is from in memoriam by the oh hellos!

definitely gonna give these a listen! i love inspiration tracks!

#tgwk ask #clangen #warrior cats #anonymous

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climbthemountain2020 · 18 days

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Killer + the Sound?? 👀 💋

For full transparency, this one is so underformed haha.

I heard this song (Phoebe Bridgers and Noah and Abby Gunderson-- please go listen to it, it'll change your life) and thought "hmmm, it's giving Azris". Then, as most of my WIPs start, I opened a Google Doc, threw some particularly bangin' lyrics in there, and that's honestly about as far as it got.

But I can't sleep next to a body Even harmless in death Plus I'm pretty sure I'd miss you Faking sleep to count your breath

Can the killer in me tame the fire in you? Is there nothing left to do for us?

I am sick of the chase But I'm hungry for blood And there's nothing I can do

#if it's not azris idk what is #azris

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lavampira · 1 month

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5 songs I’m into meme

ty @birues @coldshrugs @impossible-rat-babies for the tags 💚

and tagging (with no pressure) @erielake @aphoticfairy @sirotras @galadae @winedark @bethesdas @kirnet @disequilibria @vampirebiter @astralogian @daggertongue @famewolf if anyone would like to do it !!

1. sage - onlyoneof / always and forever a banger to meeeee, I think it’s ended up on my spotify wrapped every year since I first heard it. junji the vocalist that you are…….. augh. also really fun to listen to during pvp in ffxiv.

2. landmark - the spill canvas / okay. obligatory sidalia playlist inclusion. it’s been a regular listen while I work on my fic and part of the lyrics might have inspired the working title for it. stay tuned.

3. day is gone - noah gunderson / yes this is from the hamlet on bikes show soundtrack, yes I’m still obsessed. makes me teary-eyed every time and I could probably throw it on a handful of oc playlists but I can’t do that to my heart either. still listening to it often tho.

4. so cold - breaking benjamin / a relic of my childhood that I’ve had back on loop lately after hearing it on the xm radio while spending time with my dad last week. I know everyone loves the diary of jane, but this is forever my fave BB song, and seeing it performed live a few years ago was an amazing experience for me.

5. heat waves (slowed) - glass animals / I love the regular version of this song too but the slowed has been very chill to zone out with some ffxiv crafting and vibe in the middle of the night lol

#dani.txt #tag game

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disenchantedif · 10 months

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Character Playlists; Mor

De Selby (Part 2) by Hozier

“I don't need to know where we begin and end; I'd still know you not being shown you, I only need the working of my hands”

Don’t Blame Me by Taylor Swift

“For you, I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I would lose my mind; they say she's gone too far this time”

Little Dark Age by MGMT

“Forgiving who you are for what you stand to gain, just know that if you hide, it doesn't go away”

Savages by MARINA

“I'm not the only one who finds it hard to understand; I'm not afraid of God, I am afraid of man”

Softcore by The Neighbourhood

“Breaking down; I don't want to play this part but I do, all for you”

Mount Everest by Labrinth

“You could touch the sky, but you ain't got shit on me, cause I'm on top of the world”

Curses by The Crane Wives

“Won't you stay with me, my darling, when the war starts in my heart? Oh ashes, ashes, dust to dust, the devil's after both of us”

Brother by NEEDTOBREATHE

“I ain't made for a rivalry, I could never take the world alone; I know that in my weakness I am strong, but it's your love that brings me home”

God’s Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash

“You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, sooner or later God'll cut you down”

David by Noah Gunderson

“I want to kill me a giant man, I want to slay my demons but I've got lots of them”

the fruits by Paris Paloma

“Does he know that I'm falling from a precipice that I tripped off long ago?”

Make Up Your Mind by Florence + The Machine

“But if you're gonna make me do it, how'd you want it done? Is it best to sip it slowly, or drink it down in one?”

The Wisp Sings by Winter Aid

“Let me sleep, I am tired of my grief and I would like you to love me, to love me, to love me”

Straight Razor by Matt Maeson

“I tried to start caring like you and like them, when you said that I was killing myself; I healed everything but my shame”

#disenchantedif #mor #character playlist #Spotify

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etchedstars · 10 months

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will coded.

+ mike coded:

(song: atlantis - noah gunderson, phoebe bridgers)

#might make a web today who knows #certainly not me #where did i put my other ones #the overdue asteroid strikes again #byler #stranger things #will byers

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dylanconrique · 5 months

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I've got several!

Nervous-John Legend

Walking on a dream (slowed + reverb)-MADAX

Lover-Noah Gunderson

Time after Time-Phillip LaRue and The Wildwoods

Happiest Year-Jaymes Young

The night we met-Lord Huron ft. Phoebe Bridgers

Fade into you-Inhaler

Home-Edith Whiskers

This years love-David Gray

Somebody Else-The 1975

Sailing-Christopher Cross

Heavenly Day-Patty Griffin

I'm on fire-Sophie Milman

Sorry, got a little carried away!

no no no no no, don't apologize at all!!! i love when people get carried away in my inbox, especially when it comes to music recommendations. let me do the apologizing for not getting to this sooner, and tell you how fitting every one of these songs are. i especially love "this years love" by david gray, i had never heard that song before. OMG AND "HEAVENLY DAY" 😭😭😭😭😭😭 i'm totally kicking myself for not thinking of that one, it's literally one of the first songs i added to my chenford playlist, how could i be so stupid?!!?!!!

#anon #answered #chenford #chenford playlist #i am eternally grateful to you for heavenly day #this was such a good mix some of these i never heard of before and others i have i just haven't listened to them in awhile #send more please

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rookthorne · 10 months

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⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ 𝐀 𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐚𝐧

To foster and encourage growth, you had to first begin with a seed — a start of a new life, the beginnings of a story. It was similar to how you met your husband if only a little unorthodox, but who were you to question a newfound tradition?

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 ☼ Farmer!Husband!Bucky Barnes x Wife!F!Reader

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ☼ 1.5k

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ☼ Fluff ჻჻჻ TROPES: Meet Cute

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 ☼ Colton is the best wingman. Fight me.

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 ☼ Fire by Noah Gunderson

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 ☼ @buckybarnesevents Hot Bucky Summer ჻჻჻ Week 8 — "How did you meet?" — Masterlist

𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 ‘𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The morning was crisp, and the sun was bright, the beginnings of a new, hopeful day – one that you were excited to see the outcome. It was a Sunday, and the Farmer’s Market was in full swing of being set up. Even Bucky had elected to come and help on this occasion instead of working on the farm.

“Where do you want this?” Bucky asked, large crate in hand, this one full to the brim of your famous peaches.

You pointed to the end of your table. “Over there, please,” you replied. Bucky nodded and placed the crate down with a huff. “Thank you.”

“It’s lookin’ good, sweetheart,” Bucky said abruptly, right over your shoulder. You gasped quietly in surprise and turned to stare at him. “What?”

“Stop scaring the shit outta me,” you sniped, slapping his arm. “We’ve got shit to do now, c’mon.”

Bucky sighed and continued lugging crates from the bed of the truck to the stand, all while people started flooding the square, milling about the stands of produce and haggling for bargains.

An older woman, the greying strands of hair at her temples bright under the morning sun, stopped at your stall just as you finished setting up the jars of jam. “Hey there,” you greeted, beaming at her. “What can I get for you today?”

“Just some jam, love,” she said. You nodded and collected a couple of jars just as Bucky dropped the last crate with a groan. The older woman smiled at him as he stood behind you.

“All loaded, baby,” Bucky breathed, kissing you on the cheek. You nodded and pointed to a chair, indicating he should sit for a minute (if only to get him out of the way). “Damn right ‘m gonna sit after the hard work you made me do.”

“Ignore my husband,” you breathed, shaking your head.

The older woman laughed. “How did you two meet? I’ve seen you in these parts before, and everyone loves you both.”

Bucky laughed. “It’s my damn horse’s fault, ma’am,” he said, “the bastard was gone on her from the very first second.”

You rolled your eyes as the memory flashed through your mind.

The old truck you had borrowed from a friend rumbled down the road, gravel, and stone kicking up in its wake – the bitumen long overdue for a patch job.

It did add to the charm of your small town, though. Your family had spent generations farming the land and supporting the local economy by running endless farmer’s markets – a tourist hotspot, if you did say so yourself, especially going by the recent uptick in new arrivals.

The recent overtake of Parker’s Provisions by the newcomers , May and Peter Parker, had been a successful move – both having been welcomed and adored in equal measure by the townsfolk, Peter especially. That firecracker of a young man always made your day, rain or shine, and you were looking forward to your weekly supply run for the animals back home.

Though, the sight of a horse hitched at the front of the sprawling lot of buildings that made up the Parker’s Production lot was a shock. It wasn’t often that the ranchers and farmers on the outskirt properties actually rode into town. Instead, they always elected to bring their trucks and trailers.

Your truck came to a shuddering stop when you parked, and you killed the engine, taking just a moment to marvel at the horse hitched. It was a stallion, his face soft and kind, but his body was a whole other story. Muscles rippled and twitched as he stood while waiting for his rider – the build of a Quarter Horse very much evident in the stance of the creature. A barrel or cattle mount, you couldn’t quite tell.

His coat was a chocolate brown, with splashes of white over his flanks and legs, and a thick, pretty stripe adorned his face.

You couldn’t help but feel that while he looked at you, he was staring straight into you – deep into your being to reveal secrets and mysteries you kept hidden from the world.

It was unnerving, though assuring in the way that being seen was.

The driver’s door opened with a squeak, and you slid out of the truck and into the hot summer air outside. People milled about with bags and baskets, each one waving a small hello, and you smiled back at everyone politely. A loud voice inside the closest shed told you Peter was on site today, and you smiled.

“Hey, Pete!” you called, and a brunette mop of hair peeked around the doorway.

“Hey! Just a sec, I’ll be out with you soon,” Peter yelled back, disappearing again.

You chuckled and made to step towards the stallion, hand outstretched. “Hey, handsome–aren’t you a sight, huh?” The horse snorted, twitched his ears, and stared at you. “I know it’s hot out, but you look like your rider takes good care of you.”

Slowly, the stallion stretched his head out and sniffed the air around your hand, and once he made contact, the soft skin of his muzzle tickled your palm. “You’re just gorgeous,” you breathed, scratching his chin gently.

“Well, well, well–ain’t every day he finds a Peach he likes,” a voice drawled behind you, and you startled, spinning around on the spot. “Easy, love,” the man said, hands outstretched. “No harm done.”

“I’m sorry, I just- He’s gorgeous,” you rushed, hand over your heart. The man smiled and shook his head, the movement freeing his long hair from behind his ears. Taking a second, you took in the stranger. He was wearing a white tank top that was far too tight, a plaid jacket, and a pair of light jeans with boots – his hair was half up in a bun while the other half hung around his face, sticking to his skin from the sweat of a hot day.

“He is. A good horse, too,” the man said, still smiling. He walked closer, dug into his saddle bag, and pulled out his wallet. “Aren’t you, Colton? Lettin’ a pretty Peach love on you like that, huh?”

Colton snorted and nudged your shoulder, evidently displeased you stopped paying him attention. You chuckled and pet his neck, feeling the strong muscles under his skin. “A very good horse, indeed.”

The man grinned and shoved his wallet into his back pocket, then he offered you his hand to shake. “I’m Bucky, by the way–too distracted by the fact that my asshole of a horse actually lettin’ someone near ‘im that’s not me.”

This time you laughed, shaking Bucky’s hand and offering your name in return. “It’s nice seeing a fellow rancher out and about with his prize; makes me miss having my own,” you commented, slightly wistful. It had been years since you had owned a horse.

“I honestly jus’ couldn’t be bothered goin’ back home to get my truck, and Colton needed the exercise anyway, so.” Bucky shrugged. “Best be gettin’ back inside. Stuff won’t pay for itself.”

“Okay,” you said, “I best be going in there too. I have to pick up my order.”

“Oh!” Bucky exclaimed. Then, to your absolute and utter shock, he offered you his arm. “Together then?”

“Well, alright,” you laughed, placing your arm through his. “Why not.”

It was an hour later that you strode back through the doors to your truck, arms full with bags of feed while Bucky and Peter trailed behind you with their own arms full of bags – having had offered to help you carry, and you couldn’t resist the sight of seeing Bucky’s arms bulge under the strain.

And Lord above, he did not disappoint.

“Alright, that’s it, miss,” Peter huffed, heaving a bag into the truck’s bed. “See you next week, yeah?”

“Absolutely, Pete, thanks,” you called, waving to the young man’s retreating back. You turned to Bucky, smiling. “Well, it was good to meet you, Bucky.”

Bucky grinned. “Likewise, sugar. You should come and have coffee sometime.” He turned to Colton. “I know that bastard would love it if you came and fed him some peaches or somethin’–greedy sonofabitch,” he laughed, shaking his head at the hilariously deadpan expression on his stallion’s face.

“I would love to.” The words tumbled from your mouth before you could stop them, and you inwardly sighed. So much for subtlety. “It would be great. How about tomorrow? We can have lunch.”

“Sounds perfect to me, Peach,” Bucky said happily, saluting. “You get home safe now, I’ll come pick you up tomorrow–where do you live?”

You recited your address and smiled nervously, watching as Bucky mounted Colton and turned him around. “I expect all the stops pulled out, mister,” you joked, pointing at him.

“Can’t disappoint ya, honey–promise,” Bucky joked, “see you tomorrow!”

Colton snorted and started a slow trot away, Bucky’s hand loosely holding the reins as the stallion moved away and turned a corner, out of sight.

“He’s a decent boy,” a voice said behind you, and you jumped. May was smirking at you from the office. “Always kind and sweet–should give it a go, honey, can’t hurt.”

“You’re right,” you conceded a soft smile on your lips. “Can’t hurt. He ain’t bad to look at, either.”

May laughed and waved goodbye, and you jumped back into your truck, already thinking of all the ways tomorrow could go – or how it would end.

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I just listened to the finale of @bridgewaterpodcast (out this friday!) so I thought it'd be appropriate to share my secret playlist for the season. if you're not caught up, look away.

I shared my notes on this playlist (and will share my notes for the season two playlist next month) in my monthly mixtape newsletter! and if you want access to all my playlist notes that I've shared in the past, you can become an atypipal plus! but this month, I'm gonna share my notes right here, under the cut:

I didn’t set out to make this playlist, but as I was building both the season and its accompanying playlist, I realized that there were songs popping up that felt right for the season but separate from the main characters. I quickly figured out that these were songs for the Legend Tripper, our mysterious friend turned antagonist. The playlist is called “The LT” because I wanted to make sure no one could figure out what it was for if it was hanging on my Spotify profile (thought I did make it private, I’m always paranoid) and also that’s how we refer to her in the script, especially since the role was not written for a specific gender and therefore all the scripts used “The LT” in place of most pronouns until Tricia was cast.

I wanted this playlist to feel like wandering into the forest and then slowly realizing that you’re far more lost than you thought. So there’s not a lot of story in this playlist, or even that much character work, just the creeping sensation that you’re not as safe as you thought you were. That someone is having fun at your expense. It’s about the vibes, baby.

1. “The Rockrose and the Thistle” – The Amazing Devil

LOVE starting with a totally a cappella creepy lullaby type song.

And I know the kindest thing/Is to leave you alone

2. “Spirit Walks” – Nerina Pallot

Dark is the forest/And bitter are the trees/But I don’t fear/The spirit walks with me

3. “Devil’s Spoke” – Laura Marling

But I am your keeper/And I hold your face away from light/I am yours till they come

4. “It Will Come Back” – Hozier

As with the main Season 2 playlist, there’s two Hozier songs on this one as well! What can I say, this album is perfect. I am obsessed with this idea of feeding something dangerous and it coming back again and again–be careful what you feed. And the casual way in which this sharp-toothed thing is putting the onus on you, the listener – “you know better”, etc. Giving a warning with no intention of heeding it. Jeepers creepers, Hozier is a good lyricist

Don’t let it in with no intention to keep it/Jesus Christ, don’t be kind to it/Honey, don’t feed it, it will come back

5. “Your Fault/Last Midnight” – Into the Woods

The other side of the coin to the placement of “No More” on the Season 2 playlist. This song doesn’t necessarily flow so well in this actual playlist, but it is a song I listened to ad nauseum, especially when writing the last two episodes. The LT is the witch toying with everyone’s petty human problems, even if narratively speaking they serve very different kinds of functions. Also “Your Fault” is just one of the best patter songs ever written.

6. “In the Woods Somewhere” – Hozier

No lyrics to pull out of this specifically, because the whole song is just a great, creepy narrative. This is when the playlist turns from the LT to more of Jeremy’s POV on the LT.

7. “Killer + the Sound” – Phoebe Bridgers, Noah Gunderson & Abby Gunderson

There’s a frenetic, disjointed energy I wanted to accomplish with this playlist, the feeling that you can never get your footing and I love that this song, like the one from “Into the Woods” is really two songs in one.

Nothing ever comes, ever comes if you call it/Choking like a dog, like a dog on a collar/Open up your mouth, your mouth if you want it/Listen for the sound, the sound/The sound is coming down

8. “Flowers” – Hadestown

I opted for the musical version of this song over the Anais Mitchell because I’d already broken the musical theater seal on this playlist and, tbh, I just love singing along to this version. Without spoiling, Jeremy as Eurydice, the LT as Hades…I’ve already said too much.

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