Grito de amor No quiero códigos ,quiero que le grites al mundo lo hermosa que soy , quiero que dejes todo de lado , para que estés con migo y no se porque me cuesta decirlo no se porque. El amor nos vuelve idiotas........
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Grito de amor No quiero códigos ,quiero que le grites al mundo lo hermosa que soy , quiero que dejes todo de lado , para que estés con migo y no se porque me cuesta decirlo no se porque. El amor nos vuelve idiotas........
ValeriaM.M
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She heard the shower going in his room. They've had a rough couple of days, working their way through most of Kiev, tracking down the last remnants of the Winter Soldier program. She hoped that this would finally bring him some peace, but all it did was stirr up old memories and nightmares he'd tried to forget. The idea had been a stupid one to begin with, but here they were, back in the states, back home, and it still felt wrong. Bucky hadn't left his room in days and Natasha started to get worried. Breaking in might not be the greatest of ideas when someone clearly wanted distance and to be alone, but when the plates one of them brought to his quaters always came back untouched she knew she had to put a stop to it. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and brown sugar filled the apartment as she heard the water being shut off. There was oatmeal cooking on the stove behind her and the coffee pot should be nearly done. Both of them took comfort in little things and Natasha hadn't forgotten, she hoped this would at least help him feel a little bit more like himself.
“Ohana means three really confused people who can’t believe they are actually related...”
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@liiteratim « brotherly smooch on the top of becky's head ♡ a silent apology for being her headache
THEY HADN’T SHARED too many of these quiet moments ever since... waking back up. The spaces between frenzied activity inside which they had always been able to escape had seemed less and less accessible. Maybe it was the noise of the present, or something like that. Maybe they were no longer on the same page, able to move in sync to music playing on a radio on the other side of the paper walls of their Brooklyn apartment.
Maybe things had just changed. So much. Too much.
She had been lost in her own mind, packing gauze into a small container, when she’d felt familiar lips press into her hair. It had been an all-too common move when they were younger and more vibrant — he always knew that a reassuring kiss on her head could silent her worries, or even convince her not to grass on him for doing something foolish — and it transported her back, just for a minute, to those hazy days.
She looked up from her busywork to look at him for a second, brow raised in question of what bombshell he was about to drop. If she had to guess, he was just about to tell her that he had to go; the thought tied an anchor right onto her heart.
Becky flashed a small, cautious smile. “I gotta feeling there’s about to be bad news behind that nice move.”
@liiteratim threw 🥖🥖🥖 at Jane
When your partner is a former assassin and an expert at throwing knives, dodging a baguette is impossible. Jane is just watching tv, unsuspecting when all three loaves of bread hit her in quick succession. Whirling around to look over the back of the couch at Bucky, eyes wide and then narrowing.
“Why?”
“I wouldn’t touch that if I were you.” There’s a gentle lilt to their voice, hands covered in gloves that go all the way up to their elbows. Long sleeves of their sweater tucked into the gloves as they carefully handle the poisonous plant. Gloved hands carefully remove it from the garden and properly dispose of it. “Sorry, just trying to look out for another unsuspecting potential customer.” Gloves are tossed into the trashcan as they clear their throat. “Um, you are a customer... aren’t you?” @liiteratim
@liiteratim liked for a starter with Sarah Rogers!
"I don't care what you did." Sarah said, Steve had warned her that Bucky was not the same as the boy as she had known.
"You are still a good man, you are still the man I helped raise."
go ... as vision for halloween ??
Suggest A Halloween Costume For My Muse [ x ] | @liiteratim
" And make Vision go as me, yes. This cannot possibly be a bad idea."