"Yeah, this is my Halloween costume. Vampire princess. What about it?"
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"Yeah, this is my Halloween costume. Vampire princess. What about it?"
continued with @aluraborealis from here.
“Old Navy. $3. Spring clearance sale.” Bucky saunters over and flops like a bored prince in his chair, a wide smirk blooming at how red his roomie got. All that tasty blood running through her. Showed off his fangs. “Would you rather I cover up or keep staring at me until the sun comes up?”
"I would shun the light, share in evening's cool and quiet
Who would trade that hum of night
For sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
But whose heart would not take flight?
Betray the moon as acolyte
On first and fierce affirming sight
Of sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
I had been lost to you, sunlight
And flew like a moth to you, sunlight, oh, sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight, oh
But it is sunlight
All the tales the same
Told before and told again
A soul that’s born in cold and rain
Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
And at last can grant a name
To a buried and a burning flame
As love and its decisive pain
Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
All that was shown to me, sunlight
Was somethin' foreknown to me, sunlight, oh sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight
But it is sunlight
Oh, all these colors fade for you only
Hold me, carry me slowly, my sunlight
Oh, all these colors fade for you only
Hold me, carry me slowly, my sunlight
Each day, you'd rise with me
Know that I would gladly be
The Icarus to your certainty
Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
Strap the wing to me
Death trap clad happily
With wax melted, I’d meet the sea
Under sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight
But it is sunlight"
@aluraborealis asked: imagine vampire bucky gets turned human again for a day (no explanation how lol just as a hypothetical) what do you think he'd do/how would he react? Would he be sad about having to go back to being a vamp again?
“Eat.” Thinks about it, “Get sunburned - normal boring sunburn. Sure, I’d be sad being a bloodsucker again. But I’d be madder at God, the universe, whatever, for making me human again just to take it away. But that’s my life. Death. Life. One big joke.”
"Got him secondhand" (ha) "Kind of angry and snarky so I'm not sure if that's because he didn't come new, or what? Missing an arm at one point and the replacement is pretty obvious, but good quality. Overall....tolerable to be around. Kind of grows on you. Four out of five stars because I won't give him the satisfaction of a perfect score."
[reviewing your muse meme]
Waves the second hand, "Thanks, Babe."
@aluraborealis from X.
Depends on how tall the socks are. Not like she got cold. Is certainly looking at how she looks in his sweater and her thighs.
“I’ll let ‘em know you’re tagging along. Something’s going on and they may need an undead man and a gal who can’t get cold.” He smirks - completely irreverent about what they actually are and do. Drinks his coffee (if it could be called that) and texting intensifies for a minute.
Leans against the counter, tilting his head towards her, “Only half? What’s the other half, insomnia and not having a 9 to 5 job?” Nudges her with his flesh shoulder. Enjoys her company and is grateful she stays up with him. Got boring.
[ SWEATER ] for your muse to be found in my muse’s sweater or hoodie (+ reverse) I think? Alura's stealing his clothes
Nights were getting dark and cold early, just the way Bucky liked them. He was up at dusk, like usual. Stretched his arms out as he lifted the coffin lid.
Puts on a t-shirt and jeans, bare feet, as he patters into the living room. "Evening," he drawls, phone out to check his emails. Mostly from Fury and Hill. One from Steve. All about the same event. "Wanna go to space?" he asks, glancing at her.
Goes to the coffee maker. There's a note card taped to it that says 'NO - BLOOD'. That warning is for Steve. Alura sticks to tea. They did have a nice samovar these days. No, Bucky has some abomination brew of coffee and blood going. Pours some cream, blood and sugar cube in a mug. Then whiskey. Then blood and coffee.
Takes a sip and he's finally looking looking at her. She's wearing his gray turtleneck sweater and... was she wearing anything else??? "Did you miss me while I was sleeping?"
Name: Alura Rose Morgan
Age: 26
How well do we know each other?: "Eh. Well enough. A deep conversation or two wouldn't hurt though. Emotional vulnerability won't kill you, Bucky."
Do you have a pet name for me?: "Love, 'cept for that one time you made fun of me for it. My granddad was British, I don't use it on just everyone, y'know. I've got plenty of funny ones though."
Do I have a pet name for you?: "Not officially, as far as I know. Where's that 40's charm I've heard so much about?"
Are you attracted to me?: "Of course I am, you idiot. Love your stupid face."
Why do you want to marry me?: "I don't <3"
Big wedding or Small wedding?: "Depends on what you wanna do, either way, I'm imagining something pretty."
Do you see children in our future?: "No way. Sorry. It's not you though, I just don't want kids ever."
"Listen. You'll get your emotional vulnerability when I can't hold it in no more." He's grinning. "It just might. Oh wait." Rolls his eyes, "C'mon, 'Lura. Guess I'll have to get creative. More than <Prisoner. Captive. Lover.>" While the Russian words would be insults or inappropriate, he says them lightly. Tenderly. Fondly.
Throws a piece of paper at her, laughing, "THEN WHY FILL THIS OUT?" Burst of hysterical laughter, holding his gut. "Sorry. I'm... why." Looks at the plants, as if they will back him up. "I don't wanna get married to you either. Also, I can't get married, so there's that. Maybe I can be legally alive since I'm an up and walking corpse. Or have kids. Don't need those anyway. I'd be a terrible dad."
"I like what we got going on. Two roommates, both alike in illegal experimentation, in Brooklyn where we lay our scene." Blows her a kiss.