#winter souffle

[wasitworth]

[rarepairheathen]

I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid. I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you Time has brought your heart to me I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more

{insp}

[rarepairheathen]

Just Barneswald Headcanons pt. 1

-Whenever they go to the store, Bucky always ends up in an argument with the clerks. Clara has to remind him this isn’t the 40s. He still goes into a diatribe of “back in my day…”

-Clara loves using contemporary ways to flirt with him as a joke because he doesn’t get the references.

-Whenever Clara gets pissy, Bucky often says “you should respect your elders missy” to which she tells him to “respectfully fuck off”

-usually that ends up with them just making out or more.

-Clara teaching Bucky the new technologies and him confused af. She thinks it’s cute.

-Him constantly breaking her devices. This annoys Clara.

-Meeting her family and him being nervous af.

-Clara hoping Steve likes her as this is Bucky’s best friend. Steve of course does.

-the two dudes then make jokes about their bossy brunette English girlfriends.

-Clara constantly reminding Bucky she’s the boss, to which he just replies “yes, boss”

-He kisses her first as Clara usually let’s him set the boundaries given what he’s been through.

-their first time wasn’t planned, the spontaneity made it all the more special.

-both of them would rather stay in and cuddle up on the couch reading books.

-Whenever Clara is busy baking, Bucky likes to surprise her by dancing with her.

-Bucky still thinks the TARDIS is really called ‘Tartan’

[favnia]

[bucky-is-my-precious]

Finally got around to typing this up

A little something for the Barneswald tag. 

Setting the glass down on the bar top, Clara nodded to the bartender that she was ready for another drink.  She wasn't usually one to have such hard liquor but with everything that had happened the last few weeks, her typical glass of wine wasn't going to cut it.

She'd also had to deal with the inevitable pick up line from various men which in the beginning weren't that bad.  She'd politely turn them down and they'd quietly walk back without a problem, however, now the men weren't being so understanding.

This current guy, that Clara thought looked like a grouping of boulders with arms and legs, was leaning against the bar giving it his best shot.

"All I really want to do is keep drinking by myself so no, I am not interested.  Goodbye."

Boulders's lip curled into a snarl and he raised his hand like he was going to strike Clara but was halted when someone from behind grabbed his arm and began squeezing.

"The lady said to leave her alone so I suggest you do that."

Clara couldn't see where the voice was coming from as Boulders was blocking her view but she was certainly grateful.

As Boulders skulked away moaning, Clara and her rescuer locked eyes.  He was tall with long dark hair that framed his face and he was wearing very dark clothing tapped by a tattered baseball cap.  He was staring at her with a very confused expression on his face, like he'd seen a ghost.

"Thank you for that."

"He shook his head slightly and sat back down on his stool, "don't mention it."

They both went back to their drinks and Clara could swear he kept stealing glances at her.

"Okay, if you're going to ask me out just bloody do it.  This whole don't get caught staring thing is really annoying."

"I'm sorry.  It's just, you look like someone I knew."

Clara chuckled, "that's a line I haven't heard before."

The man gazed at her from a few stools down with a sincere expression, "it isn't a line I promise.  I'm not here to pick you up, miss.  I just came to have a drink."

"So, what brings you to our little hole in the wall?"

The stranger shrugged, "change of location.  I was in Washington, D. C. for awhile but it got overwhelming."

Clara gave him a lopsided smile as all the alcohol in her system was beginning to show.

"Would you mind it if I moved a little closer?"

She shook her head as she picked up her glass, "be my guest."

He got up and with silent steps took a stool one removed hers.  Being closer meant he could see how affected she was by the alcohol.

"Just how many of those have you had tonight?"

Clara stared at the glass in her hand and then looked at him, "I stopped counting after number three."

She giggled slightly brushing a hand through her hair.

"That says to me you're drinking to forget something", he looked at her with a touch of concern, "am I right?"

Clara swirled the liquid in her glass and nodded.

"Anything worth sharing?"

"Yeah, my boyfriend died crossing the street and then came back as a cyberman."

Clara threw back the last of her drink and looked at the man next to her who had a confused expression on his face, "what's a cyberman?"

"It doesn't matter.  He's gone and I'm here alone."

He looked at his beer and couldn't help but think of a skinny blonde haired kid.

Clara pushed her glass away and carefully slid off her stool.  She was headed towards the ladies' room when she lost her footing and the stranger caught her.

"Easy now, miss."

Clara gave him an awkward smile staring into his blue eyes, "thanks."

He nodded as she with measured steps made it to the bathroom where she splashed cold water on her face.  Clara exited the bathroom and went back to the bar clearing her tab.

"Thanks again", she said turning to the man, "for everything you did." "It's nothing, really.  Will you be alright?"

Clara slung her bag on her shoulder and nodded.

"I don't live that far."

"Can I walk you home?  Or is that a line?  I think it might be."

She smiled warmly, "I don't even know your name."

He shifted slightly on his stool, "call me James."

"Lovely to meet you, James.  I'm Clara."

[bucky-is-my-precious]

Be on the look out for a brand new Barneswald one shot from moi tomorrow

well, technically later since it’s after midnight here but either way you’re getting some Bucky and Clara from me

[bucky-is-my-precious]

So yay I actually did write a Barneswald one shot today....I hope it says something that at one point I actually teared up as I was writing it

I’ll try to type it up tomorrow before I watch The Blacklist if not Friday will be the best chance

[bucky-is-my-precious]

Fun, sweet and a little sexy Barneswald one shot for you on a Friday

"Okay, my love, it's time for bed."

Clara announced walking into the living room joining her husband and daughter as they were playing checkers.

"I'm not tired, Mommy." the five year old whined looking at her mother imploringly.

Clara shook her head earning a dramatic and loud groan from her daughter.

"Rebecca Eleanor Barnes, don't give me that lip."

Rebecca turned to her father sticking out her bottom lip and staring at him with big blue eyes just like his.

Bucky smiled as he began closing up their board game.

"Sorry munchkin, usually that works on me but your mom is right."

"I don't understand.  Why do I have to go to bed?"

"Well, you're still growing and the more sleep you get will help you become big and strong like me."

Clara smiled to herself as she loaded the dishwasher.  She and Bucky knew one day they'd have to explain to their daughter certain aspects of Bucky's life but not now.

"So, let's go and get you tucked into bed.  You can have a piggy back ride if you want."

Rebecca grinned and shook her head emphatically.

Bucky smiled as his little girl wrapped her small arms around his neck and he slowly stood up hooking his arms behind her knees for stability.

"Give Mommy a kiss goodnight."

The tyke leaned over and lightly kissed her mother on the cheek, "I love you."

"I love you, Mommy."

Bucky lowered his daughter onto her bed and helped her get under the covers, "what story do you want tonight?"

"I don't want story time tonight, Daddy."

Bucky gasped for effect and sat on the edge of the bed, "why not?  You love my stories."

She nodded as he brushed her brown locks out of her eyes, "tell me the story about your arm."

He glanced down at his left arm and thought how to handle this so a five year old could understand.

"Riley says a bear ate it."

Bucky let out a good hearted laugh and shook his head.  He'd be having a chat with Sam and Maria in the morning, most definitely.

"No, a bear didn't eat my arm.  I fell really far a very long time ago and injured it pretty badly."

"But why is it so shiny and cold?"

He smiled at her line of questioning ever amazed by the way her little mind worked.

"That is a very good question, honey, and I don't have an answer for you.  It's always been that way."

"Maybe Auntie Pepper can knit you something for it."

Bucky chuckled, "I don't know if your Auntie Pepper knits but I'll mention it the next time I see her.  Anything else?"

Rebecca nodded, "can we have chocolate chip waffles tomorrow?"

He grinned, "absolutely we can."

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you, too."

Bucky came up behind his wife wrapping his arms around her and trailing kisses along her shoulder.

"Hello there husband."

"Hello wife."

Clara turned facing him and brought her arms around his neck lazily.

"Our daughter is amazing, isn't she?"

She smiled and nodded, "we are very lucky."

"Have you given much thought to adding to our family?"

Clara raised an eyebrow at him, "have you?"

He shrugged, "why not?  I know how great it was to have siblings growing up."

Clara chewed her bottom lip staring into his eyes.  She was an only child and she remembered how lonely it could be at times.

"You know it won't happen overnight."

Bucky nodded brushing her hair back, "I know."

He clearly wanted this it was obvious and if she was being honest she did as well.

"Okay, let's do it.  Let's try for another child."

Bucky grinned at her.

"How about a little practice run, then?" he asked cheekily.

"Now?  What if Rebecca hears us?"

"Oh, I have a solution for that.  Jarvis, can you turn on the sound proofing system?"

"Certainly."

"So now you can make as much noise as you want", he said punctuating each word with a kiss down her neck, "and I plan on you being extremely boisterous."