#40's au.

[peacelongingmoved]

@memoirstold​ said: “If they lay a finger on you, I swear I’ll kill them.” — 40's willow & bucky

“Oh, baby.” She loves to give petnames--- To give him petnames. Maybe it’s too soon, he’s just a customer from the diner and has become a good, close friend over time. Still, she can’t help it, everytime she sees that cute face.

The distress was clear in her eyes, after a few lads that came in teased her about her skirt. As if they had any right to bug the waitresses. She had enough with the boys in college, and dealing with them in her workplace was rather difficult. And of course, James noticed. “You don’t need to protect me,” Though the thought was endearing, and there was a joyful glimmer in hazel eyes. “They’re just stupid.” She shrugs, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

“I-I have to get to work some more now, but---” She looks back at her boss with an ‘oops’ expression, leaning in to press a kiss on James’ cheek. “We could fight bad guys later tonight, right ? I’d be a good sidekick.” A smile and a wink match her charm, before she walks her way back into the kitchen.

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      was it normal to be this nervous?  amy’s palms felt almost sweaty,  rubbed with an agitated energy across her skirt.   lips parting as her teeth caught at the fullness of her lower lip.  they’d agreed to meet at the metropolitan museum,  she didn’t come here too frequently... mostly just when she wanted to stare at the van goghs.  but then --  she didn’t want to admit how very sad they made her.  that melancholy sort of sadness that’s almost happy in it’s aching.

     but today she awaits on the steps,  josie would have the advantage.. amy’s image had appeared on the back of several of her books.  but beyond a description,  she had no knowledge of what josie would look like.  so with every face that passed her by she looked almost expectantly at.  

                  ‘    ------i s’pose i am a bi’ of a ... beacon.. ‘ 

        fingers self consciously brushed along the flaming red hair that she’d worn loose today,  the breeze rustling where she fiddled and straightened it.  her heels clicked with an impending sense of -- something as she moved to walk to the upper steps.  even at her height maybe she could get a better view.

        @aurcral || the meet up.

[lasach-blog1]

        amy had never truly had a friend like this,  she’d had rory --  but it didn’t count when you married them did it?  then she’d had mels but,  mels was her daughter as it turned out... then there’d been the doctor, but he’d disappeared for so many years that she’d just had him in her memory.  but this -- this was a proper friend.  the kind she’d enver dreamed of having. 

       ‘  alright so --- macys?  i heard there migh’ be a sale on.  ‘  

     a hum as her arms crossed,  eyeing clara with a careful gaze.  ‘  we need new dresses.  for tonigh’ -- special occasion and all.  double dates are of particular importance..  ‘  that and she mostly wanted to dress clara.  because god how could anyone be that adorable and that perfect at the same time. amy had always been all legs  --  it was an impossible fit when it came to the styles of the day. 

      @impcssibly || buddies.