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Shattered Pieces

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Genre: Romance. Smut in the future. Angst.

Warnings: Mention of smut. +18. Fighting. Y/N is attacked. 

Summary: Bucky and Y/N were in love back in the 40s but Hydra took Bucky away from Y/N. Y/N tried to find him but HYDRA stopped her and she paid a price. Now all they knew was Bucky was dead, however they were wrong. Can she face the new Bucky, the infamous Winter Soldier?

This story takes place in Captain America The Winter Soldier.This will be a short story. Sorry for any tyops. Likes and comments are welcomed in this house lol, stay safe my dudes!! Text me if I forgot to tag you <333

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Chapter 2

Throughout her day she didn't do much, took out the trash, cooked, read and listened some music from her time. It made her calm to listen to those songs, when it got late she got a call from Steve, ''SHIELD is compromised, Nick got attacked under my roof by an assassin. We are at the hospital right now, I followed the assassin but he got away.'' he explained everything quickly, ''I'm on my way.'' she grabbed her keys and left her house, there it was, the uneasy feeling again. Before she opened her volkswagen beetle's door she looked around. All she could hear was the sound of fireflies, some music coming from far away and she was the shadowy figure behind the tree again. She wasn't imagining this time, the figure was there and looking at her, not moving a muscle. She acted like she didn't see anything and got into her car, her hands were shaking. ''Just drive. Fast!'' Steve greeted her and took her to a room where Natasha and Agent Maria Hill were standing behind a big glass window, watching doctors trying to save Nick Fury. Nat hugged Y/N tightly, ''How is he?'' she asked. ''Bad, really bad.'' 

''Tell me about the shooter.'' Nat said to Steve, Y/N was behind them. ''He is fast and strong, he has a metal arm.'' Steve replied, ''Balistics?'' she asked to Maria, ''3 Slugs, no rifling. Completely untraceable.'' Maria replied, eyes on Nick. ''Soviet made.'' Nat said like she remembered something. Doctors and nurses started to hury inside but Nick Fury died. Y/N started to cry silently, Nat was trying to hold her tears, Y/N left the room and sat in front of a vending machine. Nat and Steve left the room, SHIELD wanted Captain America so he left and Nat sat next to Y/N. ''What are we gonna do?'' Y/N asked, her voice was a whisper, ''I don't know.''Nat went to the vending machine and bought a lot of gum, Y/N didn't understand until a flashdrive fell behind the gums. ''What is it?'' she asked looking at Nat, ''Nick gave it to Steve but why? I guess we'll find out soon.''

Nat was right, soon Steve came back to the hospital, he had a hoodie, he was acting like he didn't want to be recognized. He pushed the girls into a room and pinned Natasha against a wall. ''Where is it?'' he questioned, ''Safe.'' Nat replied, ''It better.'' Steve was angry. ''Where did you get it? I'm sure Fury gave it to you but why?'' Y/N was watching them argue, ''I know who killed Fury.'' Natasha said which made Y/N get close to them. ''Most of the Intelligence Community doesn't believe he exists, the ones that do call him The Winter Soldier. He is credited with over two dozen assassinations over the last 50 years.'' Nat said looking at them, ''So he is a ghost story?'' Y/N asked. ''5 years ago I was escorting a nuclear engineer, we lost control and went straight over a cliff. I pulled us out, but the Winter Soldier was there, I was covering my engineer so he shot him straight through me. Soviet slug, no rifling.'' Nat explained and showed her scar on her belly. ''Guys, I don't want to alarm you but last night I thought I saw someone behind the trees watching my house, today as I was getting into my car I saw him again. Could it be the Winter Soldier?'' Y/N told them silently, Steve could see how worried she was, ''Maybe. Let's find out what the ghost wants. Y/N you go back to your house and lock the doors. It would attract attention if 3 of us dissapeared.'' Y/N didn't want to attract attention so she agreed, as she was leaving Steve hold her arm, ''Be safe. I'll call you soon.'' Y/N gave him a small smile and left the hospital.

 After taking down Nick Fury, Bucky's next mission was to send a message to a woman. Alexander Pierce ordered him to watch Y/N Y/L/N for days and see what she was up to. Bucky watched at a distance, she usually hang out at her place and sometimes she went out for shopping, she seemed really into gardening too. Pierce gave him an envelope to give her and he was at her house, sitting in the kitchen. It was strange because her scent was everywhere and it triggered something in him, like he knew this smell from somewhere. He heared her park her car and walk to the porch, she got inside and locked the door. She turned on all the lights and walked to the kitchen and saw a man sitting on a chair. Y/N froze for a second, he had a metal arm just like Steve said, ''The Winter Soldier...'' she whispered. She remembered there was a gun under her sink and she grabbed it, Winter Soldier was quick, he was pointing a gun at her. ''What do you want?!'' Y/N asked, he had a black solider gear, a black metal mask which covered his entire face except his piercing blue eyes. His hair was long and dark, he showed her the the envolope on the table. She slowly got close and took it, it said nothing on the outside, ''Who sent this?'' she asked. ''Hail Hydra!'' The man replied, Y/N had enough with Hydra and it's bullshit and she snapped, she started to shoot at him and took cover behind the kitchen island. Winter Soldier blocked the bullets with his metal arm, and he started to walk towards her. She was all out, threw the gun to her side and attacked him. Punched him several times but he was protected by the black mask he had on, he grabbed her wrist, turned her around, now her back was pressed to his hard chest. Y/N swang her left leg and hit his head, he backed away, however it's wasn't hard enough to knock him unconscious. He attacked back, she blocked his heavy metal punch which almost landed on her stomach, unfortunately she was out of practice, it had been a while since she had a close combat so the Winter Soldier took advantage of that and grabbed her by the throat. Y/N hooked her legs around his waist and he pushed her on the kitchen island, everything fell to the ground, he wasn't squeezing to kill her but the pressure was too much for her. Winter Soldier remembered his mission, it was only giving the letter and leaving but this one was a fighter. ''Don't kill her.'' Pierce told him specifically. Y/N held his cold silver arm with both hands, she was trying hard to get away, for a second something happened to him. A distant memory came to his mind like a strike of lightning; He was in a bed, covered in sweat and under him there was a beautiful girl, they were moving in a slow rhythm, his hand were on her throat, squeezing carefully and she was enjoying it. Her head went back to the pillow, and Bucky bit her chin, when she looked back at him with Y/E/C eyes he realized the girl had the same face with the one he was fighting right now. 

His grip loosened and Y/N got away coughing hard. ''Who is she?'' 

She paced away from him, he was just standing there, looked like he was in shock. ''Leave my house or I'll kill you!'' Y/N managed to say and sat on a chair close to her. He was still trying to understand but the only thing he knew was that he didn't want to hurt her anymore, so he left silently from the kitchen door. Y/N was shaking, she had to admit she missed the thrill of a fight, she picked up the envelope which was on the floor among discarded breakfast cereal.

             ''Join us when you still can. We know where you live, don't try to hide because we'll find you. Join the wining side. Hail Hydra!''

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Hi, I don't know if you are still taking request, but I have an idea and I would love to read, were Hannibal just found out he have the first symptoms of parkinson's disease, like his hand are beginning to shake and freak out and try everything he could the hide it from his SO. But somehow she find out and comfort him. @lzzygeekk​

Warnings; Mention of illness.

Pairings; Hannibal Lecter x Reader

OneShot/Drabble

A/n; Hi guys, yes im taking request all the time. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy. 

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Hannibal Lecter was writing a check for his beloved when he first noticed it, his hand writing was something he was proud of, it was unique like everyone else however you always complimented his hand writing and it looked aesthetically pleasing but now he realized there was a slight change, at that moment you were impatiently waiting for him to sign the check and give it to you because you ordered bunch of flowers and you had to the send the check to the company.

After a month of this incident Hannibal was at home cooking for you a nice dinner,  classical music was playing through the stereo inside the kitchen, he had a white wine, he always had a glass of wine when he cooked something. You walked in, ‘’Hi.’’ You smiled brightly, a con in this relationship was that you never worried about food, the first time you stayed at his place he told you that he was the chef in the house and you gladly accepted it. ‘’What are we having my love?’’ you asked as you hugged him from behind, ‘’Boillabassie, a traditional French fish soup is infused with saffron, orange, thyme and chilli.’’ He shortly explained, ‘’And for dessert?’’ you kissed the exposed part of his neck, he had a grey sweater and gray pants. He looked yummy, ‘’I was thinking…’’ he pretended like he was in deep thoughts, ‘’you.’’ You giggled, he picked up the pan to put it on the stove and he felt his hands shake slightly, this never happened before and the pan wasn’t that heavy, he didn’t say anything, he just kept cooking but in his mind palace he made a mental note that he should search his symptoms, -deep down he already knew his illness, it was genetic.-

The age gap between you and Hannibal was something you didn’t care about, your friends sometimes teased you about it but it was for fun, he even stated that if this was uncomfortable to you in any way you could leave him, it was early stages in your relationship and you said you didn’t care, and Hannibal never brought it up again. You remembered that time when you noticed the way his hands were shaking few moment ago, you pretended like you had no idea because you had to let Hannibal come to you, he never liked asking for help. You were reading a book when you saw Hannibal coming downstairs with his laptop, ‘’We need to talk.’’ He said with a serious tone, his maroon eyes watched you put the book aside and focus on him. ‘’Here is the passwords for all of my bank accounts and social media account,’’ he gave you a piece of paper. ‘’and this is the cabin’s address, yes I bought a cabin for us, and here is the phone number of my lawyer. We should get married so that you can have whatever I have when.. something happens to me.’’ His voice was calm but you could see that he was freaking out inside, those eyes never lied to you, to others yes, but to you.. no.

‘’Hannibal, please sit.’’

He sat on the comfortable couch, you put the laptop on the dark brown coffee table and you hugged him, he embraced you in his big arms. ‘’I know what you’re going through,’’ you gently whispered not mentioning the illness, ‘’and I’m here for you. I’m not with you so that I can be Mrs. Lecter and watch the doors open for me all the time, I’m with you because I love you.  We can fight this together.’’ Hannibal exhaled a deep breath he was holding, e though you might want to leave him and he couldn’t accept that. ‘’Thank you Y/N,’’ he whispered back with his low voice, ‘’I’m the luckiest man on this planet.’’

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Jealous Kiss

“Jealous Kiss” with Hannibal Lecter, like someone dared to touch what’s his and he needs to mark his territory. @negans-attagirl​

Hannibal x Female Reader!

Drabble. Warnings; None. 

A/N: Thank you for this request, sorry for any typos. Enjoy. 

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Hannibal Lecter was having a dinner party with few of his friends because he wanted to introduce Y/N to them, you were his new partner. Even though things were new between you he wanted you to meet his close friends like Will, Alana and Jack. It was a sweet gesture and you helped Hannibal with dinner. Meeting his friends was a challenge to you because all of them were well accomplished people who were older than you and they were sophisticated people so at first you felt overwhelmed, however they made you feel like a close friend and Will kept making jokes to see you smile. He was a tall man with curly hair, a cute glasses and strange blue eyes, his eyes were so strange that the color was depending on the clothes he was wearing, she loved his eyes.

‘’So how did you guys meet?’’ Jack asked, they were in the living room, sipping the expensive wine and relaxing. Hannibal and Y/N were sitting close, his one arm extended at the back of the couch, ‘’We met at a museum in Italy. She was alone, looking at paintings and reading their story so I thought I should swoon her with my knowledge of art but she corrected my mistake. ‘’ It was true, Hannibal saw you in your cute summer dress, focused on the art before you and he wanted to approach to you, you were a smart girl and he was glad that your attractiveness matched your intellect. At first he though you were rude but later he noticed that you had a spoiled brat attitude, and he loved spoiling you, showering you in gold and glitter, gifts of diamonds, expensive dates, a new dress for a new event. He was a man who loved sharing his wealth and he was also a bit possessive but you didn’t mind. You decided to tell the rest of the story and felt Hannibal’s hand on your waist, he always did that when you had company, you knew he loved to show you off to his friends like a diamond ring, you were his queen and you also knew that when someone was giving you a strange look he would remain physical contact with you. Will Graham was checking you out ever since he walked into the house, not gonna lie you loved the attention but you were also scared of Hannibal, recently he revealed his dark past with you, -of course he didn’t tell everything- he was expecting you to leave and never come back but you decided to be on his side, maybe you were fucked up in the head but what he said, what he did excited you, he was a killer and he promised that he will kill for you, kill everyone on his way just to get a goodnight kiss from you and you felt loved, he was devoted to you.

‘’That’s sounds like a movie. Too good to be true.’’ Will said as he finished his drink, after an hour they decided to leave, they all bid farewell and Will Graham came to hug you, ‘’See you soon Y/N.’’ and then kissed your hand.

As soon as Hannibal closed the door he walked back to his living room to corner you between his body and a near wall. He grabbed your chin and kissed your red lips, it wasn’t a sweet kiss, you knew he was jealous and you let him take his anger out of you, you loved it when he bit your lip or slapped you during sex, he knew what you liked and what you didn’t like and he knew when to stop so he stepped back, his maroon eyes studying your face to see any discomfort, he found none, ‘’You are in big trouble princess.’’

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Heyy! I absolutely love your writing and mow I finally managed the courage to request something.

Could you maybe write about a dinner party at Hannibals with the typical candidates(Jack, Will etc.) and the reader is Hannibals patient with anxiety of meeting new people and only music can calm them down, and later it could maybe end up with a skip to the future where Hannibal and reader talk about that, while holding their first child, because that is the day they fell in love with each other?

I know an oddly specific request haha but I think that'd be cute!^^ thank you in regards for reading this <3

A/N; Thank you so much for this request, i enjoyed it. Sorry for any typos.

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Dr. Hannibal Lecter had been getting ready for his well known and admired dinner party for the last week. It was going to be a grand party where most of the rooms of his château like house would be open for his guests. The number of guests were 20, including you. His patient and recently close friend. Before you, Hannibal had never thought of inviting his patient to his house let alone a lavish dinner party but you charmed your way in. The reason why you were getting treatments from him was because you had anxiety of meeting new people. All your life you thought you were an introvert, you had small circle of friends but the recent years that circle vanished due to the fact that your friends either moved away or got married so you have came to the conclusion that you weren’t introvert, you had severe anxiety whenever you met or introduced to a new person. You heard Doctor Lecter’s reputation a while ago. He was a genius in his field and also in other things, when you realized that you needed to overcome this anxiety you knocked on his door and the rest is history. It was a struggle though, he pushed you to be more public, going out, making a small conversation with the barista or shop assistant… but you were making progress and he figured out that what made you calm was classical music, he made you a playlist on Spotify, your favorite was Hildegard von Bingen.

When Hannibal handed you a small envelope you were sitting on the comfortable armchair in his office, you session had just ended. It was an invitation to his dinner party, you felt honored. He insisted upon it, said it would be a great experiment on your progress.

Here you were in your black dress and high heels, it was a cold Baltimore night so you were wearing your thick coat. As you knocked on the dark wooden door you wanted to run away, you didn’t want to be rude or disappoint him so something made you stand tall. He answered, he had a small smile when he saw you, looking sharp and dangerously handsome in his suit. ‘’It is lovely to see you Y/N.’’ he said warmly, allowing you to step inside. You could hear soft melody coming from a distance, he took your coat, ‘’Thank you Doctor.’’ You managed to say while your gaze lingering on his plump lips which didn’t go unnoticed. ‘’Please.’’ He put his hand on the small of your back and guided you to the grand living room, it was crowded, you could see he invited his colleges because everyone looked important and elite. The melody was low enough to hear one another’s conversations but still it was there and it made you calm. Doctor Lecter didn’t let go of you, even though his touch was gentle yet it was subtle, it sent electricity to your entire body. You didn’t understand what he was doing until he made you walk to a group of men. ‘’Greetings everyone.’’ He, as a dominant man started the conversation. ‘’May I introduce you to my-‘’ he paused for a second, he couldn’t say ‘’patient’’ that would be odd, ‘’dear friend.’’ And then he introduced Jack Crawford, Will Graham and other FBI agents.

It was a strange night for you because you never got triggered, you were completely calm. That night was the beginning of your new life.

Years Later

Hannibal helped you walk into the house, you were tired from your labor however he was managing fine. Supporting you with his one hand and holding your new born with the other. Together you walked into the grand living room, he helped you sat down and relax, ‘’I’ll make some relaxing tea for you darling.’’ He said and before he left he kissed your forehead and whispered ‘’You did great.’’

You picked your new born from the carrier, tiny little creature felt so fragile in your arms. This was your first child and you knew that deep down you and Hannibal would want more. ‘’Hi baby, welcome home.’’ You whispered, the baby was sleeping and you remembered the night it all began…

At that dinner party when everyone left you helped Hannibal and he opened up to you. He said he fancied you and would like to see you as his partner and you gladly accepted, you felt even superior to land such a man like him. And now years later you were holding his child in your arms, Hannibal came back with a silver tray, that’s what you loved about him the most. He did extra things to show his love and he loved putting extra thought into things, the silver tray had 2 porcelain tea cups that looked like they were from Victorian times, he also brought your favorite dessert too. ‘’Thank you my love. You’re so thoughtful.’’ He liked affirmations like these and you weren’t shy to give them to him. ‘’Anything for my Queen.’’ He kissed your hand and sat next to you, poured you a cup. He caught you smiling to yourself, ‘’What is it my love?’’

‘’Remember that dinner party, years ago where you confessed your love for me.’’ He smiled and nodded, ‘’I almost cancelled.’’ Hannibal looked into your beautiful eyes, and together you started laughing.

Shattered Pieces

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Genre: Romance. Smut in the future. Angst.

Warnings: Y/N was almost attacked. 

Summary: Bucky and Y/N were in love back in the 40s but Hydra took Bucky away from Y/N. Y/N tried to find him but HYDRA stopped her and she paid a price. Now all they knew was Bucky was dead, however they were wrong. Can she face the new Bucky, the infamous Winter Soldier?

This story takes place in Captain America The Winter Soldier.This will be a short story. Sorry for any tyops. Likes and comments are welcomed in this house lol, stay safe my dudes!! Text me if I forgot to tag you <333

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Chapter 4

A month passed since the incident, Bucky was nowhere to be found and Steve gathered a team of talented people to chase him. Y/N was also a part of the team, Natasha wasn't included but before she left town she brought files on Bucky from Kiev. 

The Intelligence Community was helping the team as well, Y/N first tried Brooklyn, she thought maybe Bucky remembered and started with Brooklyn but it was a dead end, however, finally they got signals from Europe.  He was a well trained assassin and knew how to hide, everyday Y/N's hopes crashed but with the dawn of new day she dared to hope again. What happened to Bucky was a tragedy and she wanted to make things right, they were on SHIELD's chopper heading to Romania. Steve was giving orders as always, Y/N's mind was somewhere else, she wondered what their conversation would be if they saw each other again. ''Y/N?'' Steve called her name for the third time, ''Yeah?'' she said with a faint voice. ''We are landing.'' The inside was loud so they were talkinf through black headphones, ''Alright.''

Team was tired so Steve gave them onre day to recover, SHIELD took care of the hotel, it was an expensive one. Steve and Y/N's rooms were on the same floor, ''I'm gonna take a shower, you should eat without me.'' she said. She was tired, the dark circles under her eyes were the proof of how hard she was working to find Bucky, Steve felt sad everyday to see his friend like that. ''Y/N, try to get some sleep.'' He said and went into is room.

She walked inside and locked her door, dropped her bag and hit the shower. It was a long and hot one, after that she got dressed because she had plans of her own. It was still early to travel and go to the places they marked on the map to find Bucky. She wore a simple blue denim pants, a black sweater and a black hat. She had a grey backpack, she  gave her tired self a look on the tall mirror before she left, ''God I look tired!'' they were in the capital city of Romania, which was Bucharest. The spies of SHIELD gave them few addresses of sububrs, dangerous places. ''If I were Bucky which place I would choose?'' Y/N thought, she was on a taxi and had a map on her lap. ''I would choose a crowded place to blend in, maybe an apartment building. Windows would be covered.'' 

She gave an address to the driver, she was watching the city through the dirty window, people minding their own business, everything seemed normal but nothing about her life was normal. The sun was setting and leaving an orangy red colour on the deep blue clouds, as she left the taxi she tipped the driver and kindly smiled at him, he was an old man with a deep accent. ''Sweet girl,'' he said, ''be careful around here.'' he was right the place looked shady. 

She watched the car leave, kids were playing together, throwing balls at each other, she was few women with bags, entering a tall apartment building. She sat on a bank near a big tree, trying to decide what she should do first. The last time she tracked Bucky she ended up being the toy of Hydra, she pushed the unwanted memories away. She opened her backpack and pulled a picture of Bucky, ''I have nothing to lose.''

For hours she asked people if they knew the man in the picture, some couldn't speak English, the ones that did couldn't help her. Now it was late night, children were already gone home, only stray dogs, and cats were out. She inhaled deeply, ''I knew it! I won't be able to find him on my own.'' she hated herself, if it was the other way around Bucky would've found her weeks ago. 

She gave a last look and put the picture back, as she was walking and looking around she decided to walk pass the tall apartment, the alley was dark. She was having a really shitty they and the last thing she wanted was some boys to chase her but here they were. 3 boys were sitting at the corner of a building but when they saw her they started to call out for her, she couldn't understand Romanian so she kept on walking, however the boys seemed interested. ''Nu vorbesc românește.'' She said which was the only sentence she knew in Romanian, it meant ''I don't speak any Romanian.'' but the boys started to laugh.  One of them was smoking and he threw the cigar on the ground, got close to Y/N. Y/N blocked his hand with hers, ''Leave and no one gets hurt!'' she yelled. 

She wanted to be heard by anyone but there was no one, or so she thought. She kicked the one close to her, he fell on his back. Other two pulled out their knives but something stopped them. They were looking at something behind her, they stood still for a second and helped their friend who was holding his crotch and struggling on the cold ground. Together they ran. She turned to see what was behind her and and saw him. Bucky was standing tall and looking at her.

''I told you to not come after me.'' He said annoyed, his ocean eyes regarded her with a strange calmness, she cleared her throat before she found herself lost in them, ''And I told you that I'll find you wherever you go.'' she snapped back. After leaving America Bucky did reaserch and collected pictures of her and Steve but he still didn't remember what she was to him before. ''Where do you live?'' Y/N asked, simply trying to strike a convo. ''You should leave. It's not safe out here.'' Bucky said and Y/N could swear that he was concerned for her safety and she smiled. He didn't wait for her reply and turned to leave but she spoke quickly, ''I can help you remember who you once were.'' He stopped in his tracks, she could see he was having doubts. ''Take me to your place and I will tell you everything. I know you want to know.'' She was silently praying that he would say yes, he turned back. Held her arm thightly, ‘’Follow me.’’ and he took her to his place.

His place was small, windows were covered with newspapers as she expected, dirty dishes were in the sink. Kitchen and the livingroom were connected, the source of light was a white light bulb, there wasn't a bedroom, his livingroom was also where he slept. As he closed the door she was standing, not knowing where to go. There was a brown couch with two pillows, they looked old, the walls were red and the rest were light green. He locked the door, she could see that he was trying hard not to look at her but why? ''May I sit here?'' She asked carefully, he simply nodded so she just sat. ''Nice place.'' Y/N tried to think of something and she cursed at herself for feeling like a school girl in front of him, ''After all these years do I still love him?'' he gave out a sarcastic laugh. She rolled her eyes which caught his attention, ''Why didn't you kill me in my house? Or that bridge? You could've easily ripped my head off but you didn't.'' she finally spoke after the silence. Bucky sat on his messy bed, got rid of his black jacket and hat. ''I wasn't sent to kill you, Pierce sent me to give you a message, but you attacked me, and then-'' he stopped, looked her in the eye. ''I remembered something, a memory. It made me stop chocking you to death.'' He was trying to be careful she could see that, ''What was it?''

''Do you really have to know doll?'' there he was, the Bucky that stole her heart 70+ years ago, it made her body completely warm to see that he was becoming more himself, ''I'm a curious gal, Sergeant.'' she slightly flirted, crossed her legs and took off her hat and jacket like he did. ''Okay... as I was chocking you with my metal arm on your kitchen island, I remembered a time where we,'' he cleared his throat, ''Having sex on a bed, I was chocking you and you were calling my name.'' he finally said it. His cheeks got pink, Y/N didn't expect that answer, her mouth was faintly open, ''Well, yes we used to do that sometimes.'' she wanted to punch herself for saying that. ''Why am I like this?'' Bucky's cheeks were red now, he looked at her entire body, a thought of how small she would be under him crossed his mind and that sent familiar signals to his body, he also had other steamy memories ever since he escaped spent his time by himself. ''You said you will tell me everything, I'm listening.'' Bucky said, he desperately wanted to know, ''What do you want to know? Steve? Me? or what kind of an asshole you were?'' Y/N couldn't help herself, she thouhght he would be offended by her remark but she caught a grin on his smooth looking lips,

 ''I forgot how they felt.'' 

he acted like he was in deep thought, ''I know that Steve Rogers was my childhood friend, I remember some stupid stuff we did back in the day, I want to know you. Who you were to me? How did we meet? What was I to you?'' His voice broke at the end, some light left his ocean eyes, Y/N wanted to hold him right there and never let him go but she knew it would freak him out, she had to tell the story first.

She took a deep breath, laid her back on the not so comfortable couch, ''I was Steve's friend and one day he introduced you to me. You were 19 and I was 15, it was the summer of 1936...''

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Hi! I dont really now how requests work so I’m so sorry for any mistakes!! I was wondering if u could do a Hannibal x fem(or gn) reader where she gets kidnapped and he finds out and saves her(but she’s injured). Heavy angst to pure fluff!!

PS: I couldn’t find if ur requests r closed or open so if they are closed rn I’m so sorry!!!🌷🌷🌷🌷

A/N; Hi! Thank you for this request i hope you'll like it. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy! Let me know what you think :)

Warnings; Kidnapped reader, injuries etc.

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When she woke up from her nightmare her head was hurting her like a bitch.. only her nightmare was real. She was trapped in a basement, the last thing she remembered was that someone broke into her house and hit hear head, she was cooking dinner when the attacker came, her plan was to have Hannibal over for dinner, to thank him for helping her etc. She wanted to impress him so bad.. but now she was in a dark basement and her hands and feet were tied. She had to take deep breaths to calm herself in order to make logical desicions. The door of the basement was opened and soon her attacker hit the light, it was yellow and hurt her eyes, ''Rise and shine sweetheart.'' a man's voice was heard, ''Why am I here?'' she asked trying her best to not freak put, the man had a mask and he was wearing an expensive suit, he came close to her, holding a knife, obviously trying to scare her, ''You're just a pawn in my game little dove. It's your boyfriend I want.''

''Boyfriend? I don't have one, sorry.'' she rolled her eyes, what was he talking about?!

''Aww you haven't realized? Doctor Lecter is quite smitten by you. Even a blind person could see that.''

Well, she wasn't sure but she had been feeling a strange pull towards him, recently they've been seeing each other, bumping into each other, it was as if Hannibal was just standing where ever she goes... or was it not a coincidence?

When Doctor Hannibal Lecter walked into her apartment the door was wide open, only sound he could hear was the stove cooking something, he silently walked in, didn't close the door just in case if he had to run. Turns out, there was no one except the broken plates, he turned off the stove with his gloved hands and picked up the small piece of paper on the kitchen table.

''Come find us Doctor Lecter...''

This must be about the latest case Hannibal has been helping the FBI with, a murderer was loose, killing young women and dropping them in the forest, his heart skipped an awful beat when he thought of the possibility that his Y/N is being killed... if he alarmed the FBI Y/N most likely would be dead in a couple hours so he had to be alone on this case.

He quickly drove to the place where he had suspicions of, there was an abandoned house close to one of the victim's body, of course the FBI searched but couldn't find anything but Hannibal had to try and find her.

Meanwhile Y/N was on the ground, her right side hurt, ''If you let me go I won't tell anyone... please..'' she had to give..

The tall man with the mask laughed, punched her lower stomach, she coughed up blood. ''Shut up before I cut your face.''

She didn't dare to say anything else.

After a while the masked man went upstairs and she heard some noises, like two people fighting and then a gun shot... she almost jumped from the ground and started to pray to any god that's out there. Her back was turned to the door this time so she couldn't see anyone, but familiar footsteps approached to her.

She looked up to see Hannibal with few bruises on her beautiful face, he left a relieved sigh, ''I was so worried Y/N...'' he knelt to free her hands and feet, they felt numb. Hannibal started to rub her hands quickly, ''Hannibal,'' he wasn't hearing her, ''Hannibal,'' she stopped her, looked with her dove eyes, ''I'm fine.''

''No,'' he lifted her chin to take a good look at her face, ''I should've tortured that man thing before killing her. How dare he?!'' he was actually talking to himself than talking to her but she didn't mind, she was happy that he came to rescue her... for once in her life she had someone who would choose her.

Hannibal lifted her and carried her outside, ''You'll be living with me from now on. Understood?'' he asked with a dominant tone, ''Yes Doctor.'' she said sarcastically and it made them both laugh.

She had a new home and someone to spend her life with.

Hannibal x reader when Mason Verger gets too close to their young daughter and Hannibal immediately goes into protective dad mode and his daughter immediately doesn’t like Mason. If you want, you can add that the reader is silently proud of their little girl for calling Mason a bad word. @iamcavainna​

Warnings; Mason Verger being a creep. Ew.

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A/n; Hi guys! Thank you for this request, I HATE MASON VERGER SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA. Sorry for any typos, enjoy. 

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It was a cold  snowy day in Baltimore, you and your daughter Aldona left home to visit your husband Hannibal. Hannibal got tickets to Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, he was spoiling you and your daughter like you belong to a royal family and neither of you complained.

Before you had Aldona you and Hannibal spend a lot of years together. You met him on a charity auction years ago, sitting next to each other. He simply turned to you and said how amazing you smelled and he wanted to know your perfume, that was a strange remark, however he made you smile and you had a nice conversation with him during the auction. You didn’t know how but he found your phone number and he insisted on to have you over for dinner and the rest is history. When he got the courage to tell you what he does on his free days he expected you to run for your life and never look back but you listened to him and his family history and how he got here, you cupped his warm cheeks and told him that you didn’t care, for once in his life he was shocked.

After having Aldona he became more passionate, he always said he wanted a daughter and the universe gifted him with Aldona, he wanted to name her and you didn’t say no. He was from Lithuania originally and he didn’t want to name his child a basic American name, it was his child and she had to have a special, unique name. She was a beautiful child and she grew up to be a beautiful young woman, she was 19 and home for the holidays at the moment.  

‘’Your dad has the tickets so we have to visit his office.’’ You simply explained your daughter and drove to your husband’s office. The lights were on, it was close to 9pm so he must be seeing his last patient.  Before you could knock his door it was opened by Hannibal and you saw Mason Verger coming out, you knew him because you met his sister on charity fundraisings, you never liked her brother, Verger family was just weird and they were coming from old money so they probably had a lot of skeletons in their closets. His cold blue eyes made you uncomfortable, ‘’Mrs. Lecter! It is so good to see you.’’ He said rather loudly, you had to smile kindly, ‘’Hello Mason. How are you?’’ even though you didn’t like him you had good manners, ‘’Thank you, thank you,’’ he looked over to see your daughter, ‘’Have we met before Miss?’’ you could see Hannibal’s posture go tight. ‘’No sir.’’ Your daughter said, Mason was much older than your daughter, Hannibal made sure to teach your daughter how to address someone who is older than her, Mason extended his gloved hand, ‘’Mason Verger. I’m sure you’ve heard the name Verger, we’re popular in Baltimore.’’ You wanted to wipe that cocky grin off of his lips. ‘’Unfortunately no, never heard of it.’’ Your daughter coldly said, she crossed her arms and stood next to you, it was a thing she did whenever she was uncomfortable and you gently patted her back.

Hannibal took a step between Aldona and Mason, ‘’If you don’t have anything more to add our session Mason, I would like to leave with my family.’’ His maroon eyes challenged Mason. Mason looked displeased but if he was smart enough to read Hannibal’s face he would leave and never come back. Months ago Hannibal made a mental note to help Margot Verger with the murder of her brother and Mason was pushing his luck right now, his hands were fists and he was trying really hard not to punch Mason. He couldn’t do that in front of his precious daughter.

Mason Verger reached for his pockets and found his business card, ‘’If you need anything give me a call.’’ He said and as he was about to give it to Aldona Hannibal quickly took the card, ‘’If we need anything we will let you know. Have good evening Mason.’’ When Mason left Hannibal threw the card into trash bin, ‘’Shall we leave girls?’’ Aldona jumped to hug her dad, ‘’He was an asshole, thank you dad.’’ Hannibal never liked cursing but her comment made him threw his head back and laugh, you joined them, even though you were happy and laughing you knew what was going to happen to Mr. Verger in the near future.

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Mrs. Lecter

It's a Hannibal imagine where y/n is his wife and very "similar" to his husband. She may sound like a typical housewife(I was thinking Grace Hargreeves vibes) but Will, Jack and pretty much everyone who meets her(besides Hannibal) are afraid to even look her in the eye. What do you think? @ateliefloresdaprimavera​ 

Hannibal x Female Reader

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A/N: Thank you for the request. Sorry for any typos.

Y/N Lecter was outside grocery shopping, she had her long black skirt and dark red velvet blaouse, she had lether gloves, her high heels were creating confident sounds on the floor, she loved the looks she was getting, her Y/H/C hair was done 40s style, she always had makeup on whenever she went out. Hannibal wanted special ingredients for today’s dinner. Y/N wanted to surprise him by preapring lunch and bringing it to FBI headquorters, he was working with the FBI, Y/N smirked, he was right under their noses and they still couldn’t figure it out. Y/N knew everything about his past and present and she still got married to him, he actually expected her to run away screaming but she got married to him.

Y/N got into his car, it was a gift from Hannibal on her birthday, since her husband was working with the FBI she was allowed to come in, she knew he would be at Jack Crawford’s office, she had a bag of food and a coffee she got from Hannibal’s favorite coffee shop. She knocked on the brown door and walked in, as she thought Hannibal was there with Jack, Will and Alana, some fiels were on Jack’s table she caught a glimps of pictures of a dead man, murdered. ‘’Y/N?’’ Hannibal looked surprised, which was something rare, Y/N smiled ear to ear, ‘’I brought you lunch. Hello every one.’’ She formally greeted the others, her movements and facial expression was always cold and collective for others but Hannibal, she knew that whenever she walked into a room people’s eyes were on her, she never got informal with people, they were just toys for her and her husband to play. ‘’Thank you my love.’’ He stood up to give her a gentle kiss on her cheek, Hannibal was a traditional man who only show affection by touching her hand or kissing her cheek in public, however when they were alone he was a hungry beast. ‘’What a thougtful gesture.’’ Jack said as he sat down, no one dared to look her in the eye, her eye colour was strange, people didn’t like to stare at her more than necessary, Hannibal held her hand, rubbing it smoothly, ‘’I’ll see you at home.’’ She said goodbye to everyone and kissed her husband on his cheek. Jack suddenly noticed that they knew nothing about Y/N Lecter, he decided look into it. Hannibal opened the door for her and when she left he closed it, got back to his seat, ‘’You have a rather intimidating wife Doctor Lecter.’’ Will Graham said, pushed back his curly hair and looked at Hannibal’s maroon eyes, he saw amusement in them, 

‘’Yes, she is.’’ he had a confident smile on his plump lips. 

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The Last of Us

Warnings; Post apocalyptic world, mention of suicide. Attempt of suicide!!! Reader be aware!

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A/N; Hi guys! Its me again, I'm obssessed with the show so far, let me know what you think. See you later ;) Smut in the next chapters babes.

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Summary; Ever since childhood you had to survive, you were born before the disease so you kinda remembered what was it like, to have a hot shower, clean food etc. You didn’t know what happened to your parents because they were on a vacation and left you with your grandma who passed away during the chaos. You were 10 when it happened, a child who had to be a woman over night. What happens when you are a brink from killing yourself and find purpose again?

Chapter Two- Step by step

Joel woke up to the sun rise, the warm sun was burning his face, when he looked at the small watch on the ground he realized that he only slept for 3 hours. His nightmares kept him waking up over and over again all night, it had been a while since he dreamt of his daughter Sarah. He first sat on the bed, recently waking up and getting himself out to the world was getting pointless. His bare feet touching the cold wood floor, he could feel the dust underneath, he was never good at keeping a house, not that it mattered anymore, but it would be nice to have someone… he thought. Joel stood up to wash his face and get ready for the day ahead. Today was the day, he was going to get the car battery and bounce the hell out of here and find his brother. Something in him wished that it wasn’t today when he looked at the apartment complex standing in front of his building, his eyes searched for her window, she had no curtains and he saw her walking towards her door. Every job started at 6.00 am he quickly got dressed, drank a glass of whiskey and left.

Y/N left her flat to go to her job, it was sunny outside and the smoke from cremation of people turned her stomach, she had to walk fast to reach her office and get inside. Everyday ever since her arrival to this QZ she had the same thing. Wake up, do her job as a seamstress, kindly smile to everyone and end conversations short and go home.  The days were getting heavier and heavier, like the Atlas himself carrying the entire world. As she was sitting down and fixing clothes her eyes were fixed on that old man’s jeans. They were dirty, some parts were covered in dry dirt but they didn’t smell bad, in fact, they smelled like him, rich of salt and something that smelled like man. Strong and demanding. She remembered his presence yesterday, they didn’t exchange too much words but the way he stood tall and his aura was there.

Y/N remembered the first day she arrived, the FEDRA soldiers checked her and others to see if they were infected, one of them was so a single shot to the head and the body dropped to the ground. Even though he was infected they should have done it privately, there were children watching. She flinched with that violent act, her eyes needed to focus on something, or someone to zone out and she found him. Warm brown eyes, he was eating his lunch, sitting on a half broken bank, legs spread.

After that day she was placed to a building, the person who was responsible of bringing new survivors asked if she was good at something and this is how she got her job, her grandmother taught her well. Sometimes she got excited for small things, such as; teaching. In her spare time she used to teach kids how to write and read, she brought few books with her and she could feel herself being happy when she was teaching, unfortunately that spark died away when FEDRA banned her from teaching. They said what she is teaching is against their law and she could get into trouble, trouble as in ‘’dead’’ it had been six months since she came here, even though she tried she couldn’t blend in, she felt like a witch in middle ages, one mistake and she is dead.

A cough brought  her back to the present moment, she looked up to meet the eyes of a stranger but found warm brown ones, the ones that looked like fresh soil after a summer rain. ‘’I was just finishing up.’’ She found herself stutter for some reason, maybe she was caught off guard, ‘’It’s okay. I can wait.’’  He replied shortly. This was their second conversation in six months.  She focused on the task at hand again, even though he wasn’t saying a word she could feel his energy, he has to be a fire sign, she thought but she didn’t ask because no one cared about astrology or planets anymore, all they cared about was eat, sleep, fuck and survive. What really surprised her was that women were giving birth, who would in their right mind to decide to have kids?!

‘’Here you go.’’ She gave the jeans back to him, ‘’Good as new.’’ She smiled gently, daring to meet his eyes and Joel didn’t remember when was the last time someone spoke to him in such soft manner and kindly smiled, it was probably before the pandemic.

He reached to grab the jeans and her hands touched his, even though it was for a split second he felt something, like a long gone emotion that is waking up and moving to the surface. He wanted to thank her but instead he was frozen, he placed the jeans onto his shoulder and put money on the table, it was more than the price, ‘’But that’s too much sir-‘’ she wanted to protest, ‘’Joel,’’ she looked puzzled, ‘’My name is Joel, Joel Miller.’’ He managed to say without being too awkward. She could see that it was out of character for him, explaining himself to someone because he didn’t look the type. Y/N didn’t want to be rude so she extended her hand, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N. Pleasure to meet you.’’  His callused hand took her honey like one, that was his first thought, smooth like honey. ‘’Pleasure is all mine.’’ She heard his accent, he must be from Texas or somewhere close, how did he end up in Boston? It was a question wanted to ask but pulled herself from. There was a moment of silence between them and he left, like a breeze he was gone.

Joel had too much to think, he had to get himself and his friend Tess out of here quickly. Tess was a woman of courage, she could take on any task at hand and do a better job most of the people, she was a good friend to have. Together they came up with the plan to escape and the day was today.

As usual Y/N locked the place up, it was moments before the curfew, it started to rain. She always liked the rain, it cleansed her soul. Tonight was the night, she was going to do it. On her way home she smiled to everyone, made small conversations.

When she reached home she locked the door, poured herself a drink, she placed her useful things on the table for others to use and grabbed a chair, placed it under the ceiling. Weeks ago she found a rope in an abandoned building and took it with her, maybe deep down she knew the purpose of the robe. She could hear the thunder and rain, beating the walls of her home. She drank another glass and another and then tied the robe to the ceiling. She shrugged her shoulder, this way of life… it wasn’t worth it anyway. She finished that bottle, tossed it somewhere she did not care and stepped on the chair.

Joel Miller packedhis bag yesterday, before he left he made sure that he got everything he would need, Tess was at the door waiting with Ellie, yesterday he had to make a deal to take this girl to a Firefly team, it was either that deal or no deal at all so he had to agree, Tess played a huge part in it as well. Now he was stuck with this kid who keep annoys him. ‘’Ready to go?’’ Tess asked, Joel looked from his window to Y/N’s window, her lights were on, ‘’What if we got someone else?’’ he asked to Tess, as soon as he spoke Tess rolled her blue eyes, she got so sick and tired of Joel talking about this girl… ‘’Whatever just make it quick. We will wait you outside.’’ Joel ran outside to get her. For once he felt like luck was on his side, he made sure no one saw him and he walked into her building. When he finally reached her door he was nervous, he would rather face infected than this but he had to. He couldn’t just leave without asking her to come with him, he knew he would resent himself.

He knocked on the door, no voice, no nothing. He knocked again, and again, something was wrong. The door was locked so he stepped back and used his shoulder to open it, the door was smashed to the ground and what he saw shocked him to his core. Y/N was tied to a robe but her neck wasn’t broken, she was struggling to get out. Joel immediately grabbed her by the waist and lifted her to give her some air and with his leg he pulled the chair close to him, at last he saved her. She was coughing really bad and her neck was red, her whole body was shaking, Joel made sure that she was in his arms, on the floor, ‘’Why?’’ he breathed, ‘’Why would you do that to yourself?!’’ he sounded angry and hurt at the same time. Holding her with his big arms, when her coughing declined he gave her some water, ‘’T- thank y-ou.’’ She said shaking, ‘’Get up.’’ He demanded, ‘’What?’’ her voice was so tiny and growling, ‘’We’re leaving. Now.’’

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