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progression pieces! painted in Sketchbook Pro!
When Bucky finds out it's no longer illegal to be openly gay he just turns to Steve and very slowly leans in to give him a chaste kiss on the cheek. When he realizes everyone has been staring at them he goes "Wanted to do that since before I knew what it was."
You look like an Alice to me
That's also a new one.
Go into my tagged/me, and tell me what you'd think my name would be,just by looking.
the next day he showed up at my apartment. he then showed me extreme wrestling videos and starting singing randomly in the middle of the movie i put on to avoid the wrestling. the movie was reservoir dogs. there was no plausible reason i can think of that he would have sang. it still haunts me.
THE THRILLING SAGA
OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY FOR YOU
i went on a date with a dude from okcupid once and he brought his mom. he was 23 and he brought his mom.
THIS IS THE MOST TRAGIC THING IVE EVER HEARD
and i still love you as much as when i sent it <3
aw jess you're such a sweetheart ♥
a snippet before i head to bed
“You gave me a migraine.” Bucky doesn’t mean to sound so amused, but the less he thinks the more things begin to click into place. It fits. Somewhere.
Steve shakes his head, a smile playing at his lips. “Technically the sun gave you the migraine.”
Bucky scoffs. “Technically I never got migraines in sunlight before, so I’m pinning it on you.”
They sit for a moment, smiling, looking sidelong but not completely at one another. Steve laughs under his breath, the leaves rustle. “Guess I should say I’m sorry, huh?”
Bucky shrugs casually as he can manage. “I just wanna know why I had to move to third shift.”
For a moment it’s just silence, then a hushed tone, like the secrets Bucky’s mom used to tell him. “You said I was yours.”
“So that was you being possessive?” Bucky’s brow furrows, his lips twitching.
Steve makes a slight pained face and chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “I know how it sounds I just,” he pauses, licking his lips, “I couldn't touch you. I know you don’t remember, Buck, but…”
The sentence falls, and Bucky turns his body, angling it toward Steve. “I read about a war.”
This time Steve doesn’t ignore the statement. His eyes are downcast, and he nods. “We fought.”
Bucky remembers falling. He doesn’t remember anything about it, just that he was falling for such a long time, he never thought he’d land.
baeeeeee i love you
you sent me this forever ago, but i still love you just as much as when i first posted that picture ♥