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[navybrat817]

You can tell me otherwise but that’s so bee

This is adorable, lovely! I don't have any Bee nicknames, but I could see Sweet Pea, Jamie, or Jellybean doing this. 🥰

Love and thanks! ❤️

[fightmewiatch]

4 and 18 for the drabbles with Sebastian‘s Jefferson would be nice

4. Baking holiday cookies 18. Wrapping up in blankets

        It was rare that Jefferson worked the market on his own; usually, Grace accompanied him, her smiles and excitable giggles making the day fly by. But you had asked to keep her for the day, needing her help away from the market, and it was difficult for him to say no to the hopeful look in your eye. 

        The sound of Grace’s giggling made the weariness in his bones seep away, a soft smile curling at his lips, as he approached the cabin. He paused, basket tight in his grasp, to shake off the day, before pushing open the door.

“Papa!” Grace exclaimed, turning towards the door. He grinned, quickly discarding the basket on the table as he caught her, scooping her up into a tight hug.

“Hi, sweetheart,” he chuckled, swinging her around. “Did you have fun today?”

“I did! We made cookies! An’ we’re gonna make cocoa!”

        You blushed as you turned away from the fire, watching Jefferson kiss Grace’s hair before he set her back down. His eyes found yours across the floor, curious, as you shrugged. 

“I wanted to make cookies for the girls I give lessons to...but I made a batch for the two of you, as well...and as a thank you - cocoa.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” he replied, even as he snagged a cookie off the table. Giggling, you reached out to swat his hand, even as he stuffed the crumbly cookie between his lips. 

“Messy,” you teased, as you turned to stir the sweet drink as it warmed on the fire. 

        Jefferson turned his eyes towards Grace, watching her disappear to her bed, her stuffed toys, and took the chance to slip up beside you, lips soft on your cheek as you giggled. 

“Are you going to stay? Drink with us?” The color tinted your cheeks as you glanced back at him, smiling softly. “...can I insist?”

“Of course,” you chuckled, leaning into him. “Do you want to get things set up, we can...curl up together with a story, some cocoa, some cookies?” 

“Mm. Sounds perfect,” he promised, kissing your cheek once more, before heading off to gather the blankets for the three of you to curl up in. 

[abovethesmokestacks]

Can I request a Jefferson Moodboard, maybe something spooky and fluffy, my birthday is two days before Halloween and it would be great if you two can something mixed up

Moodboard-tober 15

“Surprise!’

Your brows scrunch together in confusion at the scene before you. Jefferson had a grin akin to the cat after catching the canary, a new hat in his hands. Pushing back your hood that had caught more than a few fallen leaves from the Forest, you set your basket down inside the cottage door.

“A new hat? That’s not exactly a surprise, Jefferson.”

He rolls his eyes to the heavens before perching the hat atop your head. “No, the surprise is that we’re going somewhere to celebrate you and the eerie world we live in,” he shakes his head back and forth before amending, “or don’t live in.”

You cock your head, knocking the hat askew in the process. “What’re you- it’s not Halloween yet and-”

“But it is your birthday.”

Understanding dawns as Jefferson saunters closer. “We can’t just disappear on a whim, especially using the hat, you know that.”

“I actually don’t know a thing.” Face contorting in pretend puzzlement, he wraps his skilled hands around your waist.

“I don’t want to go somewhere that’ll get you in trouble.”

He nudges his nose to yours in the endearing way he patented that had you melting already. “My love, we can go anywhere. Let's make merry and honor the day you were born. For the world was made kinder for it.”

And then his hat was in hand and you were whisked away.

The best part wasn’t the foggy new forest you’d never seen before; wasn’t the table of grandeur set for the two of you; wasn’t the delicious dinner or soft nuzzling with your Hatter; wasn’t the overall ghastly glow of the candlelight. Even the miniature tea party he planned wasn’t the best part.

The best was having Jefferson all to yourself on a special day.

moodboard by abovethesmokestacks

drabble by @hispeculiartreasure​

| want to request a moodboard and drabble? |

[jbbarnes-anon]

Hello James, I stumbled last night over your block, I hope it’s fine if I call you James if not please tell me, hope you have a great day

You can call me James, I prefer Bucky, but any name from you will be sweet. Hope you have a great day too.

[the--sad--hatter]

Well there a lots of people they would love to be your wife and I know I have no chance

Ok, first of all, everybody has their own beauty and their own amazing qualities, you included. You are the only you in this world, and you are incredible on that merit alone. Don’t sell yourself short. 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Secondly.... I’m not actually marrying anybody! I was joking! 😂

[daenyara]

@learisa reblogged your post and added:

Why did I have the feeling that the next part will hurt me?

*nervous laughter* I have no idea what you’re talking about!

[bolontiku]

Jefferson Oneshot

Gonna post in a bit. You all have @learisa to thank for this. I am pretty proud of it actually....

[moonbeambucky]

Can I on the tag list for, For love please

Hi hun, the story is complete which is good because now you can read it all at once 😊

For Love