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I PROMISE YOU ARE NOT ASKING FOR TOO MUCH. YOU WILL MEET SOMEONE WHO IS SO OBSESSED WITH YOU THAT THEY WILL GIVE SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU WOULD EVER ASK FOR. AND THEY WILL DO IT ALL JUST BECAUSE THEY LOVE YOU
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Want to learn something new in 2022??
Absolute beginner adult ballet series (fabulous beginning teacher)
40 piano lessons for beginners (some of the best explanations for piano I’ve ever seen)
Excellent basic crochet video series
Basic knitting (probably the best how to knit video out there)
Pre-Free Figure Skate Levels A-D guides and practice activities (each video builds up with exercises to the actual moves!)
How to draw character faces video (very funny, surprisingly instructive?)
Another drawing character faces video
Literally my favorite art pose hack
Tutorial of how to make a whole ass Stardew Valley esque farming game in Gamemaker Studios 2??
Introduction to flying small aircrafts
French/Dutch/Fishtail braiding
Playing the guitar for beginners (well paced and excellent instructor)
Playing the violin for beginners (really good practical tips mixed in)
Color theory in digital art (not of the children’s hospital variety)
Retake classes you hated but now there’s zero stakes:
Calculus 1 (full semester class)
Learn basic statistics (free textbook)
Introduction to college physics (free textbook)
Introduction to accounting (free textbook)
Learn a language:
Ancient Greek
Latin
Spanish
German
Japanese (grammar guide) (for dummies)
French
Russian (pretty good cyrillic guide!)
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his shoulders i-
also he makes everyone else look like a dwarf lmao
every time i look at his shoulders i swear i’m in love. and he’s thick too like he’s muscular but not in the “chris evan’s dorito shaped body” he’s just straight up thick and i LOVE THAT
not that i don’t love chris evan’s but u know, mans got a slim waist for such broad shoulders.
THANK U FOR THESE PICS IT MAKES ME HAPPY horny
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Soft Mob Bucky 🥰
Summary: Bucky reflects on his love for you and your little one.
Pairing: Soft Mob!Bucky x reader
Warnings: Fluff
Strands of light glimmered through the blinds, casting patterns across the bed. Bucky’s finger traces down your face, feather-light touches down your nose, over your lips. Unable to resist your pout, he places his lips on yours with a contented hum.
Bucky sweeps his chapped lips over your jaw, down the slope of your neck. He peels away the teal sheets, another barrier gone, if he had his way you would be naked at all times.
He chuckles quietly, who would have thought he would be jealous of your clothes for getting to touch you when he can’t. He would spend all day with you if he could.
Inhaling your delicate scent, he pulls up your t-shirt; the fabric gliding up your swollen belly, rippling up and over your curves. Bucky palms your belly, a deep sense of satisfaction and happiness in his very soul.
He doesn’t know how you did it-how you continue to do it-but you make him so happy. He would have been grateful to have simply have had you in his life, then you did this.
You made him a father.
Everything good in his life is because of you. He could never repay you for what you do, but he will spend his life trying his best.
Outside of these walls, he is the most feared man on the east coast but because of you he can be himself, Bucky a man head over heels in love.
He places a kiss over the swell of your belly, his lips pressed into your soft skin over the stretch marks. He traces each one with the pads of his fingers, enhancements to your beauty that he can’t get enough of. Bucky cherishes your body, there are no flaws in his eyes, not when you somehow get more beautiful every day.
“Good morning,” he whispers, his lips moving over your belly, “I can’t wait to meet you bumblebee, you’re almost done baking in there,”
Bucky feels a soft kick, he turns his head, placing his cheek on you with a smile, “I know, I know, we can’t rush this, but you’ll be out soon, your mama is taking real good care of you in there isn’t she?”
“Yeah, I hope you look like her,” he sighs, rubbing his face into you, the soft scrape of his beard waking you up, “I promise to protect both of you and you’re going to have everything you want”
You grin with a sleepy haze, blinking down at him, “She’s not even out and you’re already spoiling her,”
Bucky’s eyes flicker up at you, “you’re spoiled so” he trails off with a shrug. You scoff lightheartedly, rolling your eyes when he goes back to your belly, “and she’s an eavesdropper, can you believe she’s in our private conversation bumblebee?”
“Really, Bucky?”
He gazes back up at you, “I’m trying to talk to my favorite girl, so if you don’t mind….”
You try to glare at him, but your lip twitches when he flashes a brilliant smile at you, his blue eyes full of love. Soon you’re giggling, this sight of his tousled chestnuts locks bouncing along with your shaking belly making you laugh harder.
“Look at your mama, shaking you up in there,” he jokes, watching you cover your eyes with your arm, the sounds of your laughter making his heart swell.
When your laugh tapers off, he continues his conversation with your baby while you comb your fingers through his hair. He isn’t wrong when he tells her you're spoiled, anything you want he’ll give you, there is nothing he won’t do for you.
Or her.
You love how attentive Bucky is; he reads to your little bee at night and has what he calls his early morning briefings with her before you wake up. He went through baby books like crazy before he found his favorite one. You often fell asleep to the sounds of his baritone voice reading the words to your stomach.
Sometimes you wake up to his kisses, other times it’s to him telling her about his day or how much he loves the both of you.
Three months later.
The baby monitor on the nightstand crackles, then crying fills the room. You rub your eyes with your palm, turning over with a soft groan. Bucky sits up, placing his hand on your shoulder, “go back to sleep, doll, I’ll get her”
You slip back down, your eyes following him as he bounds out of the room to the nursery across the hall. Through the open door, you watch as he scoops your swaddled baby out of her crib, cradling her small head in his large hands. Bucky sways back and forth, murmuring an old lullaby to her in between kisses to her plump cheeks, her cries waning to happy coos
Bucky pulls the thin blue book off the shelf and turns to the rocking chair by the window. "Bucky,” you call out, turning on the lamp, “I miss you, come back to bed,”
Across the hall, you can see his face light up, a wide grin scrunching his nose. He strolls back to the bed, snuggling her to his chest before handing her to you. He settles back on the headboard, letting you scoot over him, resting your head on him.
For a moment, you both stare down at her, her wide eyes looking around the room. Bucky swears she’s the prettiest child in the world and you have to agree. Bucky kisses the top of your head whispering I love you.
He hopes he can spend every night like this, the sudden image of you in his arms surrounded by more little ones making his breath falter. Bucky says a silent thanks to the universe for bringing you into his life and for giving him a family.
Picking up the book, he wraps one arm around your stomach and clears his throat, “I love you to the moon and back"
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#literal war flashbacks
— Captain America: The First Avenger | 2011
— The Falcon and The Winter Soldier | 2021
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Imagine Bucky having a staring contest with a baby or a baby being enthralled by his metallic fingers or playing with his dog tags 🌚
this is so cute... what the actual hell. not to be over dramatic, but i need to have bucky’s kids right now.
warnings; fluff, bucky with a baby, dilf bucky, this is so cute i sobbed.
“I’ll get it,” you groaned as your baby’s cries rung through the monitor.
“No, no,” Bucky softly pushed you back onto the mattress. “I can handle this.”
It had to be sometime around three in the morning. Everything in the room was still dark, and you had almost gotten two uninterrupted hours of sleep.
“She’s so rowdy,” you looked to your husband as the monitor started going off again.
“I bet she gets it from you.”
Bucky slid out from bed in only his sweatpants and dog tags, messy hair and muscular back on display. “Starin’ is rude, babe,” he yawns.
He heads into the nursery. It’s constellation-themed, and he can still remember the joy he felt picking out decorations at the store when your daughter was on the way.
“How are you, little one?” Bucky leans over the basinet.
She lets out another wail, much to Bucky’s displeasure.
“None of that, bubs,” he whispers. “I’m here.”
He picks her up, cradling her in his arms. Her tiny hands reach for his vibranium fingers.
“You think that’s cool?” His arm whirs as he rocks her.
She giggles a little, it’s one of the few sounds she makes, and Bucky absolutely adores it.
Bucky gives her a kiss on the forehead. “I can’t believe you woke me up at this hour.”
It almost looks like she’s pouting, even though he doubts she can understand what he’s saying. She grabs at his dog tags, enamored by the jingling noise that they make.
She’s so delicate, Bucky thinks. He wants to do everything in the world to protect her. He never wants her to have a sleepless night. Ever since he first heard her heartbeat, he’s been completely dedicated to her.
“You got her to stop crying,” Bucky hears you laugh from the doorway of the nursery.
“Why are you awake, doll?” He asks.
Bucky is perfect — standing there, your daughter nestled in his arms. It’s the little things he does that make you fall more in love with him.
“Just wanted to see my two favorite people.”
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Imagine Bucky having a staring contest with a baby or a baby being enthralled by his metallic fingers or playing with his dog tags 🌚
this is so cute... what the actual hell. not to be over dramatic, but i need to have bucky’s kids right now.
warnings; fluff, bucky with a baby, dilf bucky, this is so cute i sobbed.
“I’ll get it,” you groaned as your baby’s cries rung through the monitor.
“No, no,” Bucky softly pushed you back onto the mattress. “I can handle this.”
It had to be sometime around three in the morning. Everything in the room was still dark, and you had almost gotten two uninterrupted hours of sleep.
“She’s so rowdy,” you looked to your husband as the monitor started going off again.
“I bet she gets it from you.”
Bucky slid out from bed in only his sweatpants and dog tags, messy hair and muscular back on display. “Starin’ is rude, babe,” he yawns.
He heads into the nursery. It’s constellation-themed, and he can still remember the joy he felt picking out decorations at the store when your daughter was on the way.
“How are you, little one?” Bucky leans over the basinet.
She lets out another wail, much to Bucky’s displeasure.
“None of that, bubs,” he whispers. “I’m here.”
He picks her up, cradling her in his arms. Her tiny hands reach for his vibranium fingers.
“You think that’s cool?” His arm whirs as he rocks her.
She giggles a little, it’s one of the few sounds she makes, and Bucky absolutely adores it.
Bucky gives her a kiss on the forehead. “I can’t believe you woke me up at this hour.”
It almost looks like she’s pouting, even though he doubts she can understand what he’s saying. She grabs at his dog tags, enamored by the jingling noise that they make.
She’s so delicate, Bucky thinks. He wants to do everything in the world to protect her. He never wants her to have a sleepless night. Ever since he first heard her heartbeat, he’s been completely dedicated to her.
“You got her to stop crying,” Bucky hears you laugh from the doorway of the nursery.
“Why are you awake, doll?” He asks.
Bucky is perfect — standing there, your daughter nestled in his arms. It’s the little things he does that make you fall more in love with him.
“Just wanted to see my two favorite people.”
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The King and Queen Masterlist
Summary: Y/N is the Queen of Guns and James ‘Bucky’ Barnes is the King of New York City. She wants him as a buyer, but Bucky wants her to be his queen. After all, every King needs a Queen.
This is an AU story.
Warnings will be posted in the chapters individually as well as word count and notes.
Chapter one- The King
Chapter two- You’re my Queen
Chapter three - Wildfire
Chapter four - The Queen becomes a Pawn
Chapter five - The Uncooperative Queen
Chapter six - Rescue of the Queen
Chapter seven - Prince or Princess?
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BUCKY BARNES
The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021) | The Star-Spangled Man
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d and jeff 🥰 honestly maybe even ilya for me👀 but just once
ilya is hot 🥰
like look at him😭
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