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“ i’d rather no one saw that side of me. it’s... not something i ENJOY being. that’s why i come here alone. so people don’t have to see this. ”
“ ‘specially you.”
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“ i’d rather no one saw that side of me. it’s... not something i ENJOY being. that’s why i come here alone. so people don’t have to see this. ”
“ ‘specially you.”
✉ [ we need a text message thread yesyesyes ]
* Send me a ✉ and my muse will send yours a barrage of text messages
[text] Btw, did you dance at all in the old days?
[text] I can’t believe I never thought to ask before.
[text] You and I should go dancing one night, what do you think?
[text] We could do 40s Night at Danse Macabre, or if you’d rather something smaller and quieter I know a few places.
[text] I bet you really know how to move when you want to. *wink*
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Send me a ‘:)’ and I will generate a number between 1 and however many icons/gifs I have and I will use that number icon/gif to create a starter.
“ i didn’t tell you about this place, because… well, i didn’t WANT you finding me here. ”
jamesthewintersoldierbarnes liked your photoset
bucky, no. why you like picture where your sisters making out?
nein, halt.
"Goodbye." [ iMSOSORRY ]
jamesthewintersoldierbarnes || { meme && accepting }
[voicemail]Hey, Buck. Sure I'm the last person you were expecting to hear –
He hated the cold more thananything and there he was on a mission in the middle of the coldestRussian winter on record. They should have brought Bucky with him.Considering it was a former HYDRA base his best friend would havebeen an asset. Instead, Steve was forced to take a small SHIELD team;a team that was now beaten, battered and leaderless. The amount ofblood pouring from the wound in his gut was proof of just how littlelife he had left in him. He'd told his team to go, to leave theexplosives with him and he'd make certain the base was brought down.All he had to do was push the button and it would all come downaround him.
Iknow I told you I'd be back. In all honesty I thought I would becoming home. I tried. I really did try and I hope you believe me.Having you in my life – it's been the best thing. And I definitelywanted to dance more. With you. Just promise me you'll keep going,that you won't seek revenge for this. There was nothing you couldhave done to change this. We both know the costs of mission. There'sjust one more thing I want you know, jerk. I lo –
Road Trip AU| Closed
Mara had started off thinking this road trip would be boring, turns out that it was anything but. It technically was Bucky's idea and normally he came up with some really dumb ideas but for once it was an ok idea.
The sunlight was streaming into the car and Mara could tell it was mid-morning. She blinked sleep from her eyes and stretched, kicking Bucky in the side as she did so. "Buck it's your day to drive." Mara said turning away from the bight light and back into her pillow.
Happy Thanksgiving |Closed Roleplay
For Mara to be up and not in pre-coffee killer mode before 7 in the morning was a very odd thing. The fact she was not only up but cooking, was a once in a life time event. But it was a holiday and Mara hadn't had a proper thanksgiving meal in three years.
She had one of her headphones in and was listening to highway to hell as she worked. She'd gotten the turkey in and was sitting on the counter peeling sweet potatoes.
The NY Guy & The English Rose || jemmaagentofshield & jamesthewintersoldierbarnes
She’d never meant to get caught up in a world like this. She’d come to this country to start a better life, one that involved her name in lights on 42nd Street. Jemma had come to New York with dreams of singing on Broadway but now she was on the lower East side singing in a speakeasy.
But then, she should be happy to even have a job, especially at a place owned by the Barnes Family. They might be cruel to their enemies but they were good to their employees, even someone as lowly as her. She got a good salary and even got to keep her tips and little presents from the gents. And they even made sure they didn’t get too handsy most of the time.
She finished her set, smiling to the patrons as she stepped offstage get a glass of water before she had to “mingle” with the crowd.