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@miraclemechanic

    “You know, I’d thought metal arms were reserved for anime and for dangerous ghost story assassins,” she remarked as she perched herself up on the window, rather bored of running across rooftops.  “But I gotta admit, that looks pretty neat.”

[bourbonstreetdevil]

Pick-Me-Up

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      “Excusez moi, mademoiselle. You looked ratha’ lonely over here an’ I was thinking I could help ya with that if you like. May I buy you a drink?”

[bourbonstreetdevil]

I’m gonna be at my partner’s place from tomorrow until Tuesday, so replies will be drafted and probably done while he’s at school during the week days. Aside from that they will probably be few and far between. Though on Tuesday I’m gonna be at Markiplier’s tour so uhh probably not much is gonna happen that day XD

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Adriana walked into the bedroom and set something beside Bucky. Soon it was licking at his face and nibbling his ear. "Merry Christmas, mi amor!" Then there was a little howl. A little beagle puppy with a bow on his head.

He’d been fast asleep when Adriana had entered the room, and at first he didn’t wake up fully but heard her enough to vaguely register that there was something he should probably be paying attention to.

With a small, somewhat mumbled slur of words, he moved to turn over and go back to sleep… until the howl. Waking with a start, he looked round and suddenly realised what she’d said and why, and that reason was adorable.

Now, Bucky had never really been the sort to start cooing ‘aw’s at an animal, but there was the smallest hint of an ‘aw’ and a grin came to his features as he moved to gently stroke the pupper.

“This my present?” he asked, looking to Adriana.

[wxldchxld]

"Beck, mi amor, I have something for you!" Adriana called to the woman, a small wrapped box in her hands.

The witch instantly stirred at the sound of her name; her eyes intently watching Adriana approach. A warm smile curled her lips at the words mi amor, and she fought the ridiculous and childish urge to blush like a school girl.

She gingerly took the box from Adri and explored its edges; where the paper creased, where the tape secured it into place, the tiny bump where the ribbon interrupted the smooth texture of the paper. Gingerly, carefully, she began to unwrap the gift. Magic dissolved the tape and adept fingers worked their way around silken ribbon until the paper was neatly unfurled around the tiny box. Her eyes flickered up to meet Adriana’s, excitement twinkling in her bright blue gaze, and then she lifted the lid.

It was a key. 

Between thumb and forefinger she examined the cool metal before dropping it into her palm. What did this mean? Was this a key to Adri’s home? It wasn’t like Beck needed a key to anywhere; a simple spell unfastened the most complicated of locks. 

Choosing not to spoil the Christmas spirit, Beck adopted a cocksure grin and looked back to her girlfriend. “If this is the key to your heart, I thought I’d already picked that lock.” 

[afallencommando]

As Bucky was seated on the couch, Adriana moved to climb onto his lap. "I'm cold and you're warm."

There was a small noise of surprise and he looked at her while putting his arms around her to try warming her up.

“Kinda happens, yeah,” he said casually before he looked over her for a moment. “Want a blanket?” It’d make him far too warm but it was worth it to help her warm up and he was eternally calling himself her hot water bottle anyway.

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   “Excuse me? I call bullshit.” Bucky ain’t taking shit from anyone

I just need this on my blog because accurate though I imagined him just like ‘time to model behind this car’.

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Adriana handed Bucky his coffee before leaning back against the counter. As her eyes focused on his face, she asked, "What do you want for Christmas?" Of course she really only celebrated the commercial version of the holiday.

He took the coffee with a grateful smile and moved to sit down with it before taking a deep breath at the question. For a moment, he was considering saying ‘nothing’, because the idea of even getting a gift seemed bizarre. Eventually, the thought occurred to him that there were actually useful things that he could probably ask for...

“New notebook,” he said, watching the coffee. “Kinda lost the others gettin’ chased by a cat.” There was a hint of a grin on his lips as he said that.