betty !

۶ৎ she/her . . . early 20s ۶ৎ write me sweet nothings

[wint3rbarnes]

WELCOME TO BETTY'S OPERA

here you’ll discover dance scripted in forms of poetry, whether that be a mastered delicacy or controlled chaos. haven’t got a ticket? here’s one for free ꒰ 🎟️ ꒱ !

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disclaimers — warnings will be labelled in each preview, making your media consumption your own responsibility. please don't copy, translate or repost my works to any other platforms. please don’t feed my work into ai. i don't own any of the characters i write for nor do i own any of the franchises. thank you and enjoy, my loves !

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[barnes-babydoll]

oh my gosh, bettyyyyy, my beloved!! this was soooo beautiful! any time i read anything you write, my brain is immediately thanking you, it's actually being fed absolute poetry. every. single. time.

i selfishly hope we get more of them 🤭

[wint3rbarnes]

we twinning because my brain automatically slips into a haze of gratitude when i read your works!!

you always make me blush when comparing my prose to poetry 🤭

dw, we’ll be getting more of them! 🥹 thank you for reading and reblogging <3

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[perdidosbucky-yyo]

This is beautiful! 🥹

[wint3rbarnes]

you’re so sweet, thank you for reblogging! <3

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[phoenix-in-writing]

this was as gorgeous as ever, Betty 🥹🩵 oh how I’ve missed your prose and writing style.

i’d love to see you explore their dynamic so much more! in so few words you were able to provide such a provoking visual it once again made my heart yearn.

sending you so much love my darling 🩵

[wint3rbarnes]

not as gorgeous as you, aly 😉

i’m so excited to explore more of this and your lovely words have motivated me more 🥹🩵

sending you tons of love back, my love!! thank you for your support <3

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[wint3rbarnes]

sam!!! hi!! what if i were to say i think you’re unbelievably stunning? 🤭

thank you so much for reading and reblogging <3

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[stanmarvelous]

Your stories are so hauntingly beautiful, even with something so short. I’d love to see more of this duo, whether in short snippets or a full fic.

Sending you so much love rn 🫶

[wint3rbarnes]

oh my lovely ash, you always know how to make my heart skip <3

i was surprised i was able to keep it under 300 words as my mind was swimming with ideas 😅🫶 but we’ll be seeing more of this pair soon 🤭

sending you so much love back 💕

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[wint3rbarnes]

taglist ۶ৎ @buckytakethewheel @miraclediviner @barnes-babydoll @wherewinterblooms @phoenix-in-writing @colettebarnes @overwintering-soldier @stanmarvelous @sunday-bug @buckybarnes82 @sleepysongbirdsings @gremlin-girly @biaswreckedbybuckybarnes @metal-armed-muse @buckybunni @erina00 @swimmingnightcolor @skxawngg | if you’d like to be removed, dm me! if your user has a cross through it, it means i wasn’t able to tag you!

[wint3rbarnes]

pairing ۶ৎ lighthouse keeper!bucky barnes x ghost!reader. prompt ۶ৎ right place wrong time / dr john — june 4th entry for june jukebox scribbles, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles ! summary ۶ৎ in which, two ghost stories overlap and become a salt-air, liberating haunting. a/n ۶ৎ i was rewatching ‘the light between oceans’ when this idea swam to the surface of my mind, and i’m hoping one day i’ll explore more of this!! word count ۶ৎ 299 | divider creds ۶ৎ @/angeliicide

Ocean waves briskly sweep across each other, celebrating the vastness of the heavens parting and gifting the water a glimpse of sunlight.

The lighthouse skims the wisps of heaven’s entrance—a place Bucky is forbidden from entering. Yet, being far away from the ground that’s tried burying him on numerous occasions is serenity itself.

His company consists of a salt aroma warding off past gunpowder residue, seagulls discovering refuge after soaring past the window he longingly gazes out of, and a reminiscent tale citizens on the mainland whispered about when the waves clamoured loudly.

You’re supposably a myth birthed from Poseidon’s wrath, summoned to ensure collisions of tidal waves wreak havoc against soul-filled boats.

They warned him of you, but they must have used the wrong line, for your presence settles the rampant ache in his chest.

You’re an eidolic, mimicking his once hollow self. You drift where the world allows you, and as his dog tags, lying lazily on the desk, jingle peacefully against the faint, whirring rhythm of the lighthouse’s ticker, your otherworldly nature gracefully appears.

“You can keep them, if you’d like,” The corner of Bucky’s lips curl upwards as he watches your fingers delicately brush against the metal, “Saves you creepin’ up on me.”

“You’re used to me creeping up on you.”

“I am,” he muses, “But a calling would be nice. It’d at least let me fix myself up first.”

A ghostly smile flickers on your mouth. His charming spirit is unbreakable. Not even the ocean could drown it, no matter how many times he’s been knocked down.

Your souls may be barricaded from heaven, but not from this lighthouse. Here, when storms arise and the beacon shines, creatures both above and below the surface yearn for the contentment shared between a lighthouse keeper and a ghost.

[wint3rbarnes]

STOLEN STARS OR STOLEN HEARTS?

pairings ۶ৎ bruce wayne x assistant!reader.

prompt ۶ৎ you don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights.

warnings ۶ৎ fluff, neck kisses, secret relationship, pet names ( darling ), no use of y/n.

a/n ۶ৎ thank you to the lovely @colettebarnes for proofreading and encouraging me to post this! day 9 of my january jumble scribbles entry hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles !

word count ۶ৎ 349 ( oops ) | divider creds ۶ৎ @/enchanthings

Gotham has always been a dark place.

The sun doesn’t burn as vividly here, overshadowed by the looming darkness that’s to arrive. You witness it now, ink drowning the city in written permission for wickedness to unravel during the night. The mere things illuminating the place are buildings remaining awake, hoping their shine can deflect thieves.

Wayne Enterprises is one of them.

Poised on the highest floor by the tall windows, your eyes roam the vastness of the sky. There’s no celestial in sight, for Gotham doesn’t deserve its etherealness.

It’s the worst kind of punishment… being wrapped in shadows each night.

Fortunately, loneliness is a notion you can’t remember, as strong arms you’ve memorised encircle your waist. Bruce’s cologne flows into your senses, coaxing you into relaxing against his chest.

Your relationship is still fresh. The darkness of Gotham could intrude the gleam it brings. For now, you both agreed to keep it on the low, out of papers and press especially. Yet, in quiet moments like this, you allow yourselves to bask in the glow unreachable anywhere else.

“What are you still doing here, darling?” Bruce asks, his voice quietly piercing the silent board room. He ducks his face down, grazing his nose against your shoulder before planting a tender kiss there.

“You don’t see stars here,” you absentmindedly say, “They’re just city lights.”

His lips travel up your neck, his devotion for you apparent in each slow, thorough kiss. Reaching his destination, he murmurs by your ear, “I must admit, I may have something to do with that.”

You tilt your chin up, catching the affectionate glint in his usually brooding eyes, “I stole the brightest star,” he whispers, “And I’m never letting her go.”

A rush of bliss, swifter than any shooting star, encases you, and a smile so great spreads across your mouth. He’d have kissed it off by now if he weren’t mesmerised by it.

“I’ll take you somewhere the stars can worship you, just as I do.”

Your eyes flutter shut, drifting to a heavenly haze nothing outside these walls can touch.

general taglist ۶ৎ @barnes-babydoll @metal-armed-muse @wherewinterblooms @phoenix-in-writing @overwintering-soldier @stanmarvelous @sunday-bug @buckybunni | i’ve lost track of who’s on my general taglist and i’m too exhausted to check so if i’ve tagged you and you didn’t wish to be tagged, apologies <3

[epiphanyrogers]

this was GORGEOUS. your writing floors me every time, it’s so poetic and vivid

You witness it now, ink drowning the city in written permission for wickedness to unravel during the night. The mere things illuminating the place are buildings remaining awake, hoping their shine can deflect thieves.

STUNNING!! you paint such a beautiful picture in my head. and the line from bruce about stealing the brightest star in the city?? yeah, had me giggling 🤭🤭

[wint3rbarnes]

imagine me tucking my hair behind my ear by your kind words 🥹

thank you for reblogging <3

[wint3rbarnes]

STOLEN STARS OR STOLEN HEARTS?

pairings ۶ৎ bruce wayne x assistant!reader.

prompt ۶ৎ you don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights.

warnings ۶ৎ fluff, neck kisses, secret relationship, pet names ( darling ), no use of y/n.

a/n ۶ৎ thank you to the lovely @colettebarnes for proofreading and encouraging me to post this! day 9 of my january jumble scribbles entry hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles !

word count ۶ৎ 349 ( oops ) | divider creds ۶ৎ @/enchanthings

Gotham has always been a dark place.

The sun doesn’t burn as vividly here, overshadowed by the looming darkness that’s to arrive. You witness it now, ink drowning the city in written permission for wickedness to unravel during the night. The mere things illuminating the place are buildings remaining awake, hoping their shine can deflect thieves.

Wayne Enterprises is one of them.

Poised on the highest floor by the tall windows, your eyes roam the vastness of the sky. There’s no celestial in sight, for Gotham doesn’t deserve its etherealness.

It’s the worst kind of punishment… being wrapped in shadows each night.

Fortunately, loneliness is a notion you can’t remember, as strong arms you’ve memorised encircle your waist. Bruce’s cologne flows into your senses, coaxing you into relaxing against his chest.

Your relationship is still fresh. The darkness of Gotham could intrude the gleam it brings. For now, you both agreed to keep it on the low, out of papers and press especially. Yet, in quiet moments like this, you allow yourselves to bask in the glow unreachable anywhere else.

“What are you still doing here, darling?” Bruce asks, his voice quietly piercing the silent board room. He ducks his face down, grazing his nose against your shoulder before planting a tender kiss there.

“You don’t see stars here,” you absentmindedly say, “They’re just city lights.”

His lips travel up your neck, his devotion for you apparent in each slow, thorough kiss. Reaching his destination, he murmurs by your ear, “I must admit, I may have something to do with that.”

You tilt your chin up, catching the affectionate glint in his usually brooding eyes, “I stole the brightest star,” he whispers, “And I’m never letting her go.”

A rush of bliss, swifter than any shooting star, encases you, and a smile so great spreads across your mouth. He’d have kissed it off by now if he weren’t mesmerised by it.

“I’ll take you somewhere the stars can worship you, just as I do.”

Your eyes flutter shut, drifting to a heavenly haze nothing outside these walls can touch.

general taglist ۶ৎ @barnes-babydoll @metal-armed-muse @wherewinterblooms @phoenix-in-writing @overwintering-soldier @stanmarvelous @sunday-bug @buckybunni | i’ve lost track of who’s on my general taglist and i’m too exhausted to check so if i’ve tagged you and you didn’t wish to be tagged, apologies <3

[sunday-bug]

Bruce 🥹 love seeing him so soft.

[wint3rbarnes]

me too!! 💗

thank you for reblogging <3

[wint3rbarnes]

STOLEN STARS OR STOLEN HEARTS?

pairings ۶ৎ bruce wayne x assistant!reader.

prompt ۶ৎ you don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights.

warnings ۶ৎ fluff, neck kisses, secret relationship, pet names ( darling ), no use of y/n.

a/n ۶ৎ thank you to the lovely @colettebarnes for proofreading and encouraging me to post this! day 9 of my january jumble scribbles entry hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles !

word count ۶ৎ 349 ( oops ) | divider creds ۶ৎ @/enchanthings

Gotham has always been a dark place.

The sun doesn’t burn as vividly here, overshadowed by the looming darkness that’s to arrive. You witness it now, ink drowning the city in written permission for wickedness to unravel during the night. The mere things illuminating the place are buildings remaining awake, hoping their shine can deflect thieves.

Wayne Enterprises is one of them.

Poised on the highest floor by the tall windows, your eyes roam the vastness of the sky. There’s no celestial in sight, for Gotham doesn’t deserve its etherealness.

It’s the worst kind of punishment… being wrapped in shadows each night.

Fortunately, loneliness is a notion you can’t remember, as strong arms you’ve memorised encircle your waist. Bruce’s cologne flows into your senses, coaxing you into relaxing against his chest.

Your relationship is still fresh. The darkness of Gotham could intrude the gleam it brings. For now, you both agreed to keep it on the low, out of papers and press especially. Yet, in quiet moments like this, you allow yourselves to bask in the glow unreachable anywhere else.

“What are you still doing here, darling?” Bruce asks, his voice quietly piercing the silent board room. He ducks his face down, grazing his nose against your shoulder before planting a tender kiss there.

“You don’t see stars here,” you absentmindedly say, “They’re just city lights.”

His lips travel up your neck, his devotion for you apparent in each slow, thorough kiss. Reaching his destination, he murmurs by your ear, “I must admit, I may have something to do with that.”

You tilt your chin up, catching the affectionate glint in his usually brooding eyes, “I stole the brightest star,” he whispers, “And I’m never letting her go.”

A rush of bliss, swifter than any shooting star, encases you, and a smile so great spreads across your mouth. He’d have kissed it off by now if he weren’t mesmerised by it.

“I’ll take you somewhere the stars can worship you, just as I do.”

Your eyes flutter shut, drifting to a heavenly haze nothing outside these walls can touch.

general taglist ۶ৎ @barnes-babydoll @metal-armed-muse @wherewinterblooms @phoenix-in-writing @overwintering-soldier @stanmarvelous @sunday-bug @buckybunni | i’ve lost track of who’s on my general taglist and i’m too exhausted to check so if i’ve tagged you and you didn’t wish to be tagged, apologies <3

[colettebarnes]

the girls yearn for a lover like bruce wayne

[wint3rbarnes]

the yearning still continues 💕🤭

thank you for reblogging <3

[wint3rbarnes]

STOLEN STARS OR STOLEN HEARTS?

pairings ۶ৎ bruce wayne x assistant!reader.

prompt ۶ৎ you don’t see stars here, they’re just city lights.

warnings ۶ৎ fluff, neck kisses, secret relationship, pet names ( darling ), no use of y/n.

a/n ۶ৎ thank you to the lovely @colettebarnes for proofreading and encouraging me to post this! day 9 of my january jumble scribbles entry hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles !

word count ۶ৎ 349 ( oops ) | divider creds ۶ৎ @/enchanthings

Gotham has always been a dark place.

The sun doesn’t burn as vividly here, overshadowed by the looming darkness that’s to arrive. You witness it now, ink drowning the city in written permission for wickedness to unravel during the night. The mere things illuminating the place are buildings remaining awake, hoping their shine can deflect thieves.

Wayne Enterprises is one of them.

Poised on the highest floor by the tall windows, your eyes roam the vastness of the sky. There’s no celestial in sight, for Gotham doesn’t deserve its etherealness.

It’s the worst kind of punishment… being wrapped in shadows each night.

Fortunately, loneliness is a notion you can’t remember, as strong arms you’ve memorised encircle your waist. Bruce’s cologne flows into your senses, coaxing you into relaxing against his chest.

Your relationship is still fresh. The darkness of Gotham could intrude the gleam it brings. For now, you both agreed to keep it on the low, out of papers and press especially. Yet, in quiet moments like this, you allow yourselves to bask in the glow unreachable anywhere else.

“What are you still doing here, darling?” Bruce asks, his voice quietly piercing the silent board room. He ducks his face down, grazing his nose against your shoulder before planting a tender kiss there.

“You don’t see stars here,” you absentmindedly say, “They’re just city lights.”

His lips travel up your neck, his devotion for you apparent in each slow, thorough kiss. Reaching his destination, he murmurs by your ear, “I must admit, I may have something to do with that.”

You tilt your chin up, catching the affectionate glint in his usually brooding eyes, “I stole the brightest star,” he whispers, “And I’m never letting her go.”

A rush of bliss, swifter than any shooting star, encases you, and a smile so great spreads across your mouth. He’d have kissed it off by now if he weren’t mesmerised by it.

“I’ll take you somewhere the stars can worship you, just as I do.”

Your eyes flutter shut, drifting to a heavenly haze nothing outside these walls can touch.

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[navybrat817]

Bruce is saying all the right things. 😍

[wint3rbarnes]

nothing but the truth 💕🤭

thank you for reblogging <3

[societynsoelsscribbles]

Welcome to June Jukebox Scribbles!

Alright, cool cats, it’s time to find your groove, and let the music lead the way.

For June, we’re trying something a little different… but don’t worry, the beat stays the same. There will still be an allocated prompt every day, only this time each prompt will be a song. The full setlist is below. 

For anyone who feels a little uncertain, or doesn’t want the pressure of choosing where to start, we’ve also picked a line from each song to help narrow things down as a second option.

But for anyone feeling adventurous? You can absolutely choose another line from the song instead.

Your Scribble must contain at least one line from the song. It does not have to be the line we picked, and you’re welcome to use multiple lines if the music moves you.

We’ve also created a playlist so you can listen along with the full prompt list and really get into the June Jukebox mood.

The Goal: Write a Scribble of 300 words max, including the prompt/lyric line. We’d love people to try and stay as close to that as possible, but we’re here for the vibes, not to slap anyone with a ruler.

The Timing: You have until the end of the day in your own time zone to complete and submit each prompt.

The Swap-Outs: If a certain day’s song isn’t your jam, don’t stress. We’ve made sure there are options to swap out, so you can still keep the music playing.

Rules / Guidelines:

The final day for submissions is July 1st, end of the day in your own time zone. Please be aware that any entries submitted after this will not be added to the event masterlist.

For the event masterlist, we will link any users who have created their own Scribbles masterlist. For anyone who has not created a masterlist, we will link to their preferred profile instead. For example, if you have a sideblog, we will confirm this with you.

Please use the tag #JuneJukeboxScribbles (no spaces) so we can find your creations. Please do not use the tag after the event has ended. You’re also welcome to tag @societynsoelsscribbles if you wish.

Please use appropriate warnings for explicit content, non-con, triggers, etc.

Hard no content: No incest, underage, bestiality, or necrophilia.

Any 18+ entries must be posted by an 18+ listed blog to be included.

Here are no limits on the number of submissions for a prompt. Do as many as you like,  just remember to use the #JuneJukeboxScribbles tag!

The target is 300 words, but should you go over, we will not scold, fine, or ban you… as long as you deliver (but please.. try) 

The possibilities are endless. Any fandom, pairing, reader insert, OC, character, ship, tone, or genre is welcome; smut, fluff, angst, crack, horror, romance, heartbreak, whatever beat you hear.

Join as often or as little as you like. There is absolutely no pressure. Whether you drop one track or complete the whole album, we’re thrilled to have you playing along.

You can use our event header for your own entries or masterlist, but please credit Society.

So warm up the jukebox, spread the sound and get ready to jive to your own funk… Drum roll please!!! 

Prompt list: (Playlist for all songs can be found here) 

June 1st - Joy To The World - Three Dog Night / “I never understood a single word he said”

June 2nd - I Wanna Be Bad - Willa Ford / “No I can't promise that I won't do that”

June 3rd - Mack the Knife - Bobby Darin / “And he shows them pearly white”

June 4th - Right Place, Wrong Time - Dr. John / “But I'm having such a good time”

June 5th - Hey! Baby - Bruce Channel / “I'm gonna make her mine, all mine”

June 6th - Therefore I Am - Billie Eilish / “I don't think I caught your name”

June 7th - Jump (For My Love) - Pointer Sisters / “I know you like what you see”

June 8th - Living La Vida Loca - Ricky Martin / “I feel a premonition”

June 9th - Somebody That I Used To Know - Gotye / “Like when you said you felt so happy you could die”

June 10th - Pink Pony Club - Chappell Roan / “Every night's another reason why I left it all”

June 11th - Little Bitty Pretty One - Thurston Harris / “Tell you a story”

June 12th - Tainted Love - Soft Cell / “I cannot stand the way you tease”

June 13th - Town Without Pity - Gene Pitney / “Only those in love could know”

June 14th - Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry / “Til you die?”

June 15th - Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran / “I got nothin' left to lose, or use, or do”

June 16th - Every Breath You Take - The Police / “Every smile you fake”

June 17th - Say Something - A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera / “It was over my head”

June 18th - Come and Get Your Love - Redbone / “What's the matter with you”

June 19th - Raise Your Glass - P!nk / “You can choose to let it go”

June 20th - All Shook Up - Elvis Presley / “Who do you thank when you have such luck?”

June 21st - Animal I Have Become - Three Days Grace / “I can't control myself”

June 22nd - Wonderwall - Oasis / “Because maybe”

June 23rd - I Believe In A Thing Called Love - The Darkness / “We'll be rocking till the sun goes down”

June 24th - Groove Is In The Heart - Deee-Lite / “No, I couldn't ask for another”

June 25th - Rude - MAGIC! / “I hate to do this, you leave no choice”

June 26th - Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler / “There's nothing I can do”

June 27th - The Dark End of the Street - James Carr / “That's where we always meet”

June 28th - Northern Attitude - Noah Kahan (with Hozier) / “If I get too close”

June 29th - Mr. Brightside - The Killers / “But it's just the price I pay”

June 30th - Don’t Speak - No Doubt / “I know what you're thinkin'”

Swap-Out Tracks

Praying - Kesha / “I'm proud of who I am”

Don’t Stop Believing - Journey / “A smell of wine and cheap perfume”

Season of the Witch - Donovan / “When I look out my window”

Cry Me A River - Julie London / “Now you say you love me”

Daydream Believer - The Monkees / “You once thought of me”

Dancing Queen - ABBA / “Anybody could be that guy”

I Touch Myself - Divinyls / “I don't want anybody else”

Wherever You Will Go - The Calling / “Well, then I hope there's someone out there”

Little Things Mean a Lot - Kitty Kallen / “Call me at six on the dot”

If the World Was Ending - JP Saxe feat. Julia Michaels / “Were you out drinkin'”

GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!

[wint3rbarnes]

so exciting!!!

[wint3rbarnes]

KAYLAAA!!! oh my gosh, i’m about to shed a tear 🥹 this is so incredibly sweet, i’m lost for words 💕 i’m proud of you too and so grateful to be your moot <3 i hope you’re having a wonderful day/night, i know i am after receiving this 😘

[wint3rbarnes]

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thank you so much for thinking of me and for popping this into my inbox 🥹🫶 i hope you have an amazing day, lovely <3

[wint3rbarnes]

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LEXA!!! hi, my sweet girl <3

ilysm, thank you for this 💕 i’m 2k words into writing that stucky x reader fic so far just for you 😉

[wint3rbarnes]

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