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51 parts Complete MatureThere are two types of people in the world, The Sinners and the Saints.
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The sinners, corrupted by the harsh reality of the universe. Their job is to protect themselves, fulfill their desires, feed their need. They are the darkness of the world, delivering the harsh blows they feel karma has slacked on. Shrouded by lust, greed, financial gain. They're easy to spot. The sinners do not care who the hell they have to knock down to get to the top.
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On the contrary, there are πβπ πππππ‘π .
The saints radiate sunshine, uncorrupted by the cruel reality of the world they live in. Their job is to be kind, provide undivided love and attention to those in need, put themselves last. They are the light in the world, providing hope for those who need it, helping people that karma has knocked down. Enveloped by sunshine, warmth, love. They're easy to spot. The saints are the hope that keeps the world going, no matter how much they neglect themselves.
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When James spots the ray of sunshine serving his family in a diner on the outskirts of New York City, he's infatuated, and he will stop at nothing to get her.
*Story is recommended for 18+ as it will contain sexual content and dark themes please read with caution*
*Not affiliated with the MCU, this is purely fanfiction*
*Bucky does not have a metal arm in this story*