#bornes

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Dents de Lanfon

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Stores are never nice to people, they’re nice to credit cards. Below are my Top 5 Favorite stories:

“i want it, i got it” (T, 1k) by bornes

Ten minutes into their impromptu mall adventure, Steve has offered to buy Bucky a designer sofa he had sat on briefly to rest his legs, a $600 headband, and a diamond-encrusted butterfly clip

+ Post WS. Steve spoils the hell out of Bucky 

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“have I got a deal for you, sweetheart” (E, 4k) by canistakahari

Steve decides to change up his wardrobe, mostly to fuck with Bucky, who has a reaction neither of them is expecting.

+ Post WS. Fashionista Bucky and the absolutely hilarious Vacation Steve

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“A Perfect Handful” (E, 20k) by Whendoestheshipsail

Steve Rogers has always been embarrassingly small. Everywhere. When he gets the serum, he's relieved he'll finally be proportional, perhaps even well- endowed. That isn't what happens. He's exactly the same size as he was before. But now, with his larger body as contrast, his dick and balls look even more minuscule. And he has breasts. Ridiculously large, overly sensitive breasts. No one wanted him before and they won't want him now, either. Well, no one except Bucky.

+ WW2 to WS. Reposted from the Writer Spotlight because Steve’s fashion makeover to Seduce Bucky was delightful 

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“Fashion Victim” (E, 16k) by enjambament

“Out of all the ways I saw this going, Bucky rescuing us with insightful fashion commentary was just not even on the list,” Nat said as they walked out of the recording studio.

Hill and Coulson come up with an ingenious plan to show the world that S.H.E.I.L.D. can sort themselves out by sending Steve, Bucky and Nat on a whirlwind press tour. It doesn't go that well, but Bucky does defuse a bomb at the Met Gala and save Rihanna's life. Somewhere in there, he possibly saves his own life too.

+ Post WS. Bucky buys a blue coat, gets on instagram, and integrates with society

-☆-

“I could never - wear that sweater” (T, 13k) by Kalee60

Steve should have known better than to get into a bet with Clint Barton, especially when he didn't know the terms of losing said bet.

Suddenly, Steve found himself having to buy and wear a different ugly Christmas sweater every day of December, and as Captain America, it was all a little embarrassing and slightly awkward.

But when he meets the owner of White Wolf Apparel, and is charmed to within an inch of his life by the gorgeous blue eyed brunette, Steve decides that losing the bet might actually mean in the end - he wins.

+ Shrunkyclunks. Steve goes shopping every day for a month

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*More shopping stories in the Fail Date list

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[cecileux]

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la route vers la mer est parsemée de sculptures étranges

[fastfood-pascool]

Vendredi soir, neuf heures aux bornes, cinquante clients qui attendent. Monsieur attend un truc, je lui dis de commencer à manger en attendant. 

Il revient deux minutes après, m’invective qu’il veut les chili cheese qui lui manquait, à mon horreur elles sont toujours en cuisson. Je lui explique calmement, une fois, deux fois, trois fois. Monsieur s’énerve. M’explique qu’”il n’est pas sourd, qu’il veut juste manger et rapidement c’est possible ou bien on est dans un fast food ou quoi ?”. Tranquillement, je l’invite de nouveau à patienter et que je ne peux rien faire de plus. 

Et là monsieur croit qu’on le prend pour un con et décide simplement de s’en prendre à moi, de me traiter de conne, à ma collègue qui venait proposer un dessert en plus, lui disant qu’il va l’étrangler contre le mur, une autre s’en mêle en disant que ça ne prendra plus que 20 secondes, il dit qu’il va lui en coller une s’il lui parle encore. 

J’ai du hurler pour qu’il ferme sa gueule, que tout le monde ferme sa gueule parce qu’en plus d’autres clients voulaient lui dire aussi de se calmer, j’ai sorti un “maintenant tout le monde se tait, retournez à vos postes, monsieur voilà vos chili cheese maintenant au lieu de menacer les gens, bon appétit”.

Je hais les gens. Vraiment j’en peux plus.