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| Sometimes trying my hand at writing shitty stories | Mostly just reblogging whatever I fancy |

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Masterlist

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes:

One Shots/Drabbles:

Unconditionally (Fluff)

What’s the Cost? (Angst)

Perfect (Fluff)

You’re Home (Angsty Fluff)

drabble

That’s Christmas to Me (Fluff)

Santa Baby (Fluff)

Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree (Fluff)

Series:

Another Face - Teaser - Out of the Frying Pan into Another Frying Pan - It’s a Hard Knock Life - 

Playing the Odds - (1) (2) (3)

Steve Rogers:

Wait, Did You Say...? (Fluff)

Avengers:

Bells and Whistles 

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“When we started this whole thing, playing tabletop around Matt’s dining room table, we were all gathered together, the eight of us, in a room face-to-face. And now recording the cartoon, we are all eight of us in a room together, and we are creating a story together, just us eight friends.”

+bonus group photo:

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Seeing people do what they love and be in their element just makes me happy.

Especially when they get to do it with some of their best friends.

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Hello to anyone seeing this,

Because of a global pandemic and a lack of time consuming things to do because I decided the coffee shop life is no longer for me, I have found myself back on a place that once brought me so much happiness. It's been a while since I was active, but it feels almost like coming home in a way. I'm not the same person I was before I left, not truly. But I just wanted to say hi, I've missed everyone. And let me know how life has been if you want. Coming out a funk is weird, and I didn't even realize how long it's been.

PS these are my new fur babies, I'm still not engaged, I've attempted to go back to school, I still coach volleyball, and life is pretty okay right now.

Love, always

Alia

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Day Three

Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree: A fall leads to so much more. Who knew superheroes have two left feet.

Word Count: 847

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: Sorry it’s a little later than normal, and also that it is a little shorter. Enjoy though!

All eyes turn to the sound, two people crashing to the floor isn’t exactly a quiet event, to see Bucky and you with tangled limbs. He extracts himself from your mess of body parts, furiously blushing at the spectacle you had just made of them as he makes his way back to his feet.

“You’d think for someone trained to be stealthy and light on their feet, you’d be better at dancing.”

“I can’t help it that I have two left feet Barnes, and I also can’t help it that no one has ever taught me.” You shoot Natasha and Clint a look around his leg to stop the snickering they weren’t containing well.

“Then I’m going to show you.” Your eyes cut back to the super soldier, as he holds out his hand for you to take.

“Pardon?”

“I’m going to teach you then.”

“And who says you have the skills necessary for that?”

“The forties?” You raise an eyebrow, “Doesn’t the song go ‘everyone dancing merrily in the new old fashioned way’, because that’s what I can do.”

“Fine teach me how to dance then, soldier.”

Your friends watch as the two of you try and dance, Bucky slowly going over each possible step as meticulously as possible so as to not cause another incident. The rest of the patrons of the party cast eyes at you both whenever he curses due to your shoes making contact with his toes. This continues on for a little while longer, with Natasha and Clint making the rest of the team aware of the fact behind the situation. Eventually they decide to step in and let Bucky in on the secret too.

You’re laughing at something he’s said, and he’s content with you in his arms, happily swaying as the music plays on in the background. A tap on the shoulder brings him out of the bubble you two had made.

“Mind if I cut in?” He glances at Barton before letting you go.

“Careful with this one,” he can’t help but to jibe at you, “she’s got two left feet.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, thanks for the heads up.” Clint doesn’t even try to hide the laughter as he spins you away. Natasha makes her way to stand beside Bucky and the two of them watch as you and Clint move across the floor, in hold, looking like you’re floating on air with the fluidity of your steps. His jaw hangs open slightly at how graceful you look.

“Is that the same girl who brought me to the ground by making me trip on her less than an hour ago?”

“Oh, Y/N? Yeah, no, she’s a wonderful dancer. She’s been well versed in ballroom and latin for years, she’s our go to when we have a mission that requires any kind of fluidity in movements.

“But,” he’s at a loss for words, “What?”

“Well, I think the correct term is she played you for a fool.” Nat chuckles as you send a wink towards the two of them from across the dance floor. “It’s her go to move when she wants to get her way and spend a lot of time being held by someone, and well,” she pauses as you stick your tongue out at them as you pass them, “it worked really well this time.” Bucky was still speechless only just registering the fact you had wanted to spend that much time with him. “Ask her if she wants to dance for real this time Barnes, it might be a different type of dancing this time round.” With perfect timing you stop in front of them.

“So, Barnes, you wanna dance again?” He nods as you pull him to the floor. “If it wasn’t clear,” you start to speak as you let the music take control of your movements, “I kind of, sort of, maybe like your company a little bit and may want to spend some time with you.” The dance takes precedent briefly before you’re able to talk again. “And, well, I was wondering if you’d like to go get coffee with me sometime.” He doesn’t give you an answer right away, letting the music finish, along with your dance.

He pulls you into his side as the two of you leave the dance floor, “It’s not quite an old fashioned way of doing that, but I’d love to accept your offer, coffee sounds great.” He stops suddenly, smiling as he looks up. “But first you have to agree to a holiday tradition.” You glance up to see the mistletoe hanging above your heads.

“You’re lucky I like you,” you lean up slightly and press a gentle kiss to his lips. “Now take me on a proper date and we may have some more of that to look forward to.”

“I’d be more than happy to oblige doll, but I’m taking one more for the road.” And with that he cups your cheek and leans in for another kiss.

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Day Two

Santa Baby: A fellow dressed in Red and White listens to your Christmas List but gives you one better.

Word Count: 1242

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: So, like, more fluff. More writing that is mine. Another song. Extra characters in the form of children. Enjoy!

Your boyfriend is dressed up, and the laughter in your eyes can’t be contained. He seems to be enjoying this way more than you thought he would, the joy in his eyes visible every time he makes eye contact with you over the head of the children sitting on his lap as they talk to him.

Tony had brought you all in to meet with and hang out with kids and their families at an event in the city, even going as far to bring in Clint’s family for the occasion. How he had gotten Bucky to agree to dressing up as Santa Claus you had no idea, but nevertheless, there the ex winter soldier was, decked out in red and white with a full white beard adorning his face.

“I still can’t get over the fact that Stark got him to agree to wear that.” You glance over at the superhero next to you.

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Cafe Asks ☕️

Vanilla Chai Latte : Are you in love? Flat White : Coffee or Tea? Cappuccino : What’s your middle name? Mocha : Dream Job? Pumpkin Spice : Dream car? Jasmine Tea : If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why? Old English : You’re stranded on an island, who do you bring with you? Iced Chocolate : Do you have a crush on someone? Caramel Frappe : Favorite video game? Iced Lemon Tea : Favorite song/band? Iced Cafe Mocha : Favorite thing to do on rainy days? Hot Chocolate : Are you an affectionate person? Caramel Macchiato : You’re travelling the entire world but you can only take one person with you. Who do you take? Green Tea : How tall are you? Early Grey Tea : The inevitable Zombie Apocalypse is upon us! What’s your plan of action? Mint Tea : How do you relax? Vanilla Latte : Board games or drinking games? Iced Coffee : Do you like reading? If so, what’s your favorite book? Italian Soda : Describe your dream date Sparkling Water : Describe what qualities you look for in a person Orange Juice : Have you ever had a valentine? Rose Hip Tea : Describe your first kiss Herbal Tea : You’re at a candle shop, what scented candle do you buy?

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Day Two

Santa Baby: A fellow dressed in Red and White listens to your Christmas List but gives you one better.

Word Count: 1242

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: So, like, more fluff. More writing that is mine. Another song. Extra characters in the form of children. Enjoy!

Your boyfriend is dressed up, and the laughter in your eyes can’t be contained. He seems to be enjoying this way more than you thought he would, the joy in his eyes visible every time he makes eye contact with you over the head of the children sitting on his lap as they talk to him.

Tony had brought you all in to meet with and hang out with kids and their families at an event in the city, even going as far to bring in Clint’s family for the occasion. How he had gotten Bucky to agree to dressing up as Santa Claus you had no idea, but nevertheless, there the ex winter soldier was, decked out in red and white with a full white beard adorning his face.

“I still can’t get over the fact that Stark got him to agree to wear that.” You glance over at the superhero next to you.

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Day Two

Santa Baby: A fellow dressed in Red and White listens to your Christmas List but gives you one better.

Word Count: 1242

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: So, like, more fluff. More writing that is mine. Another song. Extra characters in the form of children. Enjoy!

Your boyfriend is dressed up, and the laughter in your eyes can’t be contained. He seems to be enjoying this way more than you thought he would, the joy in his eyes visible every time he makes eye contact with you over the head of the children sitting on his lap as they talk to him.

Tony had brought you all in to meet with and hang out with kids and their families at an event in the city, even going as far to bring in Clint’s family for the occasion. How he had gotten Bucky to agree to dressing up as Santa Claus you had no idea, but nevertheless, there the ex winter soldier was, decked out in red and white with a full white beard adorning his face.

“I still can’t get over the fact that Stark got him to agree to wear that.” You glance over at the superhero next to you.

“And I can’t believe he persuaded you to wear your suit either.” You look him up and down, taking in the red, white, and blue of a replica of his forties suit. “Like, the rest of us got to just come in civilian clothing, if not a little more dressed up than normal, but you’re the one standing out in the crowd somehow.” He gives you a small shove, smirking as you glance back at his best friend, your smile making its way back to your face.

“Auntie Y/N,” You glance down at the tugging on your skirt, seeing Clint’s youngest at your knees.

“What’s up sweetheart?” You kneel to look his in the eyes, he glances up at Steve still slightly in awe of the superhero despite how many times he’s interacted with him now. “Nathaniel?” His eyes are drawn back to you.

“Can you come with me to talk to Santa?” You furrow your brows, “Momma said you’d do it with me.”

“Of course I will.” You reach down and pick him up, “So what’re you gonna ask for young man?” You’re busy with your interaction, missing the pointed looks all your friends are making to each other as you head towards Bucky with the young boy. You wait in line with the boy on your hip, talking and giggling with him as you wait for his turn.

He giggles as he whispers into Bucky’s ear, the super soldier tickling him as he finishes talking. You go to pick Nathaniel off of Bucky’s lap when he’s done talking to him, but before you can  pull him into your arms Lila pipes up from her spot beside her father. “Auntie Y/N,” you glance over to her. “You should get a picture with Santa too!” Your eyes narrow at her father as you see him smirk.

“Yeah Y/N,” your head whips around to Natasha. “You should sit on Santa’s lap and tell him how good a girl you’ve bee this year.” The entire room makes their agreement known, in addition to your friends, telling you to talk to your Santa dressed boyfriend. You scoop up Nathaniel and hand him off to his mother, before perching yourself on the arm of the chair.

“Not how it works Y/N,” Steve is the one to speak up this time. “Onto his lap.” You glare at him as you glance at your boyfriend.

His hand rests on the small of your back as your perch yourself on his lap, “So what can I get you for Christmas this year doll?”

“I’d like a Benz in a dark blue, and maybe a yacht.” He chuckles as you pose for a picture, a smile plastered on your face at the ridiculousness of the situation. He taps your knee, drawing your attention away from the camera.

In the background you can hear Clint asking Nathaniel a question, “Hey bud, what’d you ask Santa for Christmas this year?”

“For Auntie Y/N to be the happiest she can be.”

Bucky slowly pulls a velvet box out from the pocket in his pants, watching as your eyebrows furrow in confusion at both Nathaniel’s words and the box.

“It’s no car or boat, but maybe a rock will suffice?” He pulls the lid back on the box as tears start to pool in your eyes. “I have a lot I want to say, but mostly it just revolves around me asking you to bind yourself to me in the eyes of the law.” You nod your answer, unable to answer due to the emotions you’re feeling. “Let me finish, loser, and maybe get the chance to actually ask.” You roll your eyes, despite the tears. “You’re my favourite person in the world, you make me feel safe and you make me feel at home no matter how far away from New York we get. You make the best chicken noodle soup I’ve ever had and you make some pretty good cookies too. You also remind me constantly that even when I don’t feel like I’m enough, I’m more than enough for you and our friends. Every day I spend with you is a good day and a new adventure, and I want to continue adventuring with you for the rest of my life.” You see him take a deep breath as his hand moves to clutch your side and squeeze. “So, Y/N, would you want to take this next step to our future of adventuring together and agree to put up with me and Steve for the rest of your life?” You can’t help the laugh that falls from your lips at the mention of his best friend.

“Of course I’ll put up with you forever, even if it means putting up with Mr Red, White, and Blue too. I love you."

You can see his smile behind the beard, his eyes smiling just as much as you can imagine his mouth is.

He slips the ring onto your fourth finger on your left hand as your friends cheer around you.

“I hate you all,” Is all you can choke out before you’re enveloped into a hug and pulled out of your finance’s lap.

“Fine, take my future wife away before I can give her a kiss. Not a big deal Steve.” You can feel Steve chuckling from your place in the hug. He releases you back into the arms of a still dressed up Bucky who places a quick kiss on your forehead before lifting your chin to plant a kiss to your lips. “This is going to be a fantastic start to our adventure.” You pull away slightly to smile at all your friends, who are still voicing their merriment at the events, he pulls you closer again, swaying both of you, kissing the side of your head. “So, will this ring really do as your Christmas present?”

You roll your eyes, not able to contain your mirth. “Of course love, this is just about the best Christmas I’ve ever had.” He chuckles into your hair.

“And you’ve given me the best Christmas present I’ve ever received, nothing can top this.”

“I still hate you all,” you address the crowd, but the smile on your face displays your joy despite your words. You make eye contact with Bucky, “We’ll check that off the Christmas list I guess.” You wink at him. “I love you Santa, baby.” He rolls his eyes.

“I love you too, my perfect Christmas gift.”

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Day One

That’s Christmas to Me: Bucky’s worried his present isn’t enough. You explain to him just how wrong he is. 

Word Count: 1307

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: This is nothing but fluff (and maybe language because like I suck and swear all the time) and it may be poorly written because me. But I hope you enjoy! Also Em, my sweet, thank you so much for what I’ve dubbed my banner it will be present always. 

“So, I’m thinking I’ll pick up the bracelet and necklace tomorrow.”

“Okay, and I’m picking up the bag.”

“Steve you have the shoes right?”

Bucky walks in to the kitchen, already confused by the conversation going on. Everyone greets him as he enters before returning to the topic.

“Yeah, I have the shoes. Clint you’re going to get the dress?”

“On it, Wanda you have makeup right?”

“Yep, and Bruce you’re gonna set up the hair appointment?”

“It’s already done. Sam, you’ve set up the spa day too?”

“Yes, I have, nails are also included in that.”

Bucky decides to finally chime in, “What’s going on?”

“Every year we trade off on who we spoil for Christmas collectively as a team, everyone else gets small things from one another, but together we just go all out for one person. This year it’s Y/N. We decided we’d go all out and get everything she could possibly want for the Christmas party we’re having.” Tony answers for the group. “We would have included you, but we thought since this is your first year as a couple we’d let you get your own present for her.” Bucky nods his head. “So keep this hush, hush Barnes.”

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Appreciation

I don’t think I’ve told you all how much I appreciate you recently, and that needs to change.

I appreciate you more than you know. You guys keep me going most days with all your positive comments and remarks. You remind me that there’s good in the world and you encourage me to keep doing what I do.

There are so many of you that it overwhelms me, but I want you to know that I see you and I appreciate every single one of you that have decided that I’m worth it to follow and take some of your time. It is the greatest gift you could give to say that I’m important enough to pop up on your dash or steal five minutes of your time with one of my fics. It is the greatest compliment to be worth it.

And then there are those of you who have actually reached out, by doing so saying that I’m important enough to get to know you. Even if it’s just one message in response to a bad day I’m having or describing something that you liked in one of my stories, it still means the world to me.

I know I’m not good at communicating what I’m feeling when I see one of you in my inbox or message queue, but I want you all to know that I appreciate you so much.

Seriously, you all have made me so happy and I hope that I can do the same for you.

So thank you. Thank you for all you do for me. I know I don’t deserve it, but I sure as hell will do my best to.

You’re the best!

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WE LOVE YOU ELLE!!!

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What Em said! Like not even joking you being in my life makes every day better.

I don't know how much I appreciate you sweetheart, but it's so fucking much.

❤️❤️

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Day One

That’s Christmas to Me: Bucky’s worried his present isn’t enough. You explain to him just how wrong he is. 

Word Count: 1307

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: This is nothing but fluff (and maybe language because like I suck and swear all the time) and it may be poorly written because me. But I hope you enjoy! Also Em, my sweet, thank you so much for what I’ve dubbed my banner it will be present always. 

“So, I’m thinking I’ll pick up the bracelet and necklace tomorrow.”

“Okay, and I’m picking up the bag.”

“Steve you have the shoes right?”

Bucky walks in to the kitchen, already confused by the conversation going on. Everyone greets him as he enters before returning to the topic.

“Yeah, I have the shoes. Clint you’re going to get the dress?”

“On it, Wanda you have makeup right?”

“Yep, and Bruce you’re gonna set up the hair appointment?”

“It’s already done. Sam, you’ve set up the spa day too?”

“Yes, I have, nails are also included in that.”

Bucky decides to finally chime in, “What’s going on?”

“Every year we trade off on who we spoil for Christmas collectively as a team, everyone else gets small things from one another, but together we just go all out for one person. This year it’s Y/N. We decided we’d go all out and get everything she could possibly want for the Christmas party we’re having.” Tony answers for the group. “We would have included you, but we thought since this is your first year as a couple we’d let you get your own present for her.” Bucky nods his head. “So keep this hush, hush Barnes.”

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Day One

That’s Christmas to Me: Bucky's worried his present isn't enough. You explain to him just how wrong he is. 

Word Count: 1307

moi masterlist | 12 Days of Songmas

A/N: This is nothing but fluff (and maybe language because like I suck and swear all the time) and it may be poorly written because me. But I hope you enjoy! Also Em, my sweet, thank you so much for what I’ve dubbed my banner it will be present always. 

“So, I’m thinking I’ll pick up the bracelet and necklace tomorrow.”

“Okay, and I’m picking up the bag.”

“Steve you have the shoes right?”

Bucky walks in to the kitchen, already confused by the conversation going on. Everyone greets him as he enters before returning to the topic.

“Yeah, I have the shoes. Clint you’re going to get the dress?”

“On it, Wanda you have makeup right?”

“Yep, and Bruce you’re gonna set up the hair appointment?”

“It’s already done. Sam, you’ve set up the spa day too?”

“Yes, I have, nails are also included in that.”

Bucky decides to finally chime in, “What’s going on?”

“Every year we trade off on who we spoil for Christmas collectively as a team, everyone else gets small things from one another, but together we just go all out for one person. This year it’s Y/N. We decided we’d go all out and get everything she could possibly want for the Christmas party we’re having.” Tony answers for the group. “We would have included you, but we thought since this is your first year as a couple we’d let you get your own present for her.” Bucky nods his head. “So keep this hush, hush Barnes.”

He’s worried about what to get you, the concern distracting him, what do you get the person you want to give the moon on a string. He does the only thing he thinks can give him answers, and starts to ask for advice from your friends. Nat tells him to get you a watch so you can hurry your damn ass up and get to training on time; Clint chimes in and tell him to get you glasses so you might be finally able to see a target well enough to hit it. Bruce tells him you probably wouldn’t mind him just taking you out for an exciting day of activities, like ice skating and coffee. Wanda thinks he could get you a piece of device that you’ve been eying of Tony’s, that he’d been hoarding. Tony had agreed that would probably be a good present for you, but that you weren’t going to be getting your hands on that piece of tech. He then offered Bucky some money to buy you whatever he thought you’d need, Bucky declined. Finally he went to your best friend, the one you shared.

“Steve, what do I do? You guys can give her anything, and I don’t exactly have money. Everyone’s given me ideas but they just don’t feel right.”

“If you really want to get her something expensive you can take Stark up on his offer.”

“No, I need to get her something by myself.”

“What could she possibly want then Buck?”

“I don’t know, what do you get someone who can have anything?”

“She always complains that she doesn’t have a picture of us, so how about we take a picture for her? Or she’s always writing in her journals.”

“I have an idea, I’ll need to get a hold of someone though.” He pauses on his way out of the room, “Steve, what if she doesn’t like it?”

“What did Rebecca say that time you were concerned about getting that gal a present?”

“If she didn’t like the effort I put into it she wasn’t worth the time.”

“Y/N will love it, as long as it comes from you.”

It’s Christmas Day and you’re amazed at the love your friends have shown you throughout the day, ending now by being escorted into the large room. As you enter you can’t help but to look at the extravagance around you, still amazed after all this time the wonders Tony Stark can perform

“You look beautiful doll.” You can’t help but let the smile on your face grow as you turn to meet your date. “Breathtaking as per usual,” he leans in to peck your lips.

“Dashing as per usual,” you quip back as you take in your boyfriend. “You clean up nice, babe.” He rolls his eyes and huffs at the compliment, still pulling you into his side as he does though.

“I know we just got here, but can you come with me?”

“Anywhere.” He leads you out onto the balcony, draping his jacket over your shoulders to stem off the cold for as long as possible.

“I know the team gave you everything this year,” you nod, “and I wasn’t a part of that.” You nod again. “Now I can’t give you the luxuries Tony Stark can, so you don’t have to like this at all, and I didn’t want to use his money to buy you something. So I used my money and well the knowledge I have of you to get you something I hope you like, but like I said, you don’t have to.”

You reach across the space between the two of you to grab his hands, “Babe, you’re rambling.”

He takes a deep breath before reaching into the inner pocket of his jacket, the one resting on your shoulders, and handing you a wrapped box. “It’s not much,” but he trails off as you slowly start to unwrap the twine holding the box together.

Underneath the paper and in the box lay a journal and beside it some crumpled origami flowers. You hand Bucky the box as you pull the journal out. Rifling through the pages you stop as soon as you realize it’s not empty, instead each page contains words. Promises. Promises to you from the man standing before you.

I promise to never let you go to bed angry.

I promise that each tomorrow is the next beginning to the rest of our lives together.

I promise that for every sunset we have together a sunrise will follow.

You can feel the tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to spill over. “It’s not much, but,” your eyes read the words he’s written on paper as they leave his lips. “I promise that today, this Christmas, is the first of many to come.”

“Oh, Buck, I love it.”

“It’s no dress or jewelry, but I’m glad it made you even a little happy.”

You're still flipping through the promises he's making to you when you're stopped again by the present in which he's given you. A photo, stained and slightly worn, rests in between the pages. It's of Steve and Bucky, in uniform, from the forties. "Oh Bucky, how'd you find this?" "Got in contact with a few old friends, they still had a few lying around for me to snag." "Do you really think jewelry could make me happier than this?" "Wouldn't it for most people?”

“Bucky, James, I don’t need these fancy things to be happy around the holidays. This year I needed you by my side. Last year I needed my friends and family. The holidays are never about the presents, it’s about us. Our friendships, our love, it’s the simple things no matter where we are or who we’re with. It’s the joy of being around family. That’s Christmas to me, it’s being here in love with you, making a promise that next Christmas is going to be exactly the same as this one. Spent together.”

“So the love that Christmas can bring?”

“It’s all I’ll ever need, for years to come.”

“So you like it.”

“James, I love it. And I love you.”

“I love you too, Merry Christmas.”

You turn to another page in the journal. I promise to kiss you breathless as often as possible. “You gonna make good on this promise Barnes?” His eyes flit down to the page, a small smile resting on his lips as he pulls you closer.

He was right, you don’t see yourself being anything but breathless if he continues to kiss you like that.

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gottalovekidding's 12 days of songmas

Hey all!! I know I haven't posted like anything and it's not because I haven't written (Playing the Odds p4 will be coming soon I swear) but I wanted to give something a try for December!

To give back to y'all who actually read and enjoy what I write I've decided to try, and I'm feeling confident that I can actually do this (surprising, I know), and give you all 12 days of my writing in a row as a sort of Christmas present!?!

SHOOKED to the core? I understand, same though.

How, pray tell, am I going to format this and where have all the fic ideas come from?

So I'm not sure the title of this post gave it away(also, like, don't hate on the title), but like...Christmas songs are my inspiration and so, starting December 13th and until the 24th, I will post a Christmas song inspired fic a day (or if I miss because I'm shit two in one day)

Now all fics will be Bucky based because apparently I am incapable of writing for anyone else at the moment, and also mostly fluff because holidays... So if you like actually wanna be tagged (like does anyone actually wanna cause like why? you've read my stuff before right?? Not that good or anything 😂) just send me an ask or message so I can actually do that.

So, happy holidays! And you'll be seeing more of me in a few days I guess!!

Love yah girl.

❤️

Now tagging so if you wanna know about it you will: @notimetoblog @bibibucky @captain-steven-rogers @stupidsweaterwearingdumbdorks @delicatelyherdreams @buckysbeardliness @whitewolfbumble @areyoureadyforsomemeatballz

[aceing-it-spaceing-it]

My main man Clint showing up with a fresh hair cut and a sword, what’s not to love.

[enjolradz]

friendly reminder that if we’re mutuals and you wanna exchange snapchat names or instagram or something you’re more than welcome (encouraged) to shoot me an ask

[levi-ish]

huhhhhhhh can somebody tell me how to uhhhhh not be a shitty writer?

[gottalovekidding]

mood

Like you're not shitty honestly,

But big mood. I feel the same