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geminijade · 10 months
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Put Some Respect on his Name. He's Earned It.💕💞
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stucky-headcanon-bot · 3 months
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🥘🏕️
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fsbc-librarian · 8 months
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fandomfluffandfuck · 3 months
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Thinking about Sam asking Steve, "What makes you happy?" And when he doesn't have an answer, Sam starts paying attention to try and parse out little pieces of happiness from him. Once, he sees Steve doodling with a pen on the back of some extra receipt paper when they go out to lunch, Sam leading the charge to get him used to non-boiled future food 😉 They're waiting for Steve's card to be returned to him and, okay, damn, the history books left out that Steve's a pretty decent drawer. Sam can work with that... watching the quirk of Steve's mouth as he doodles.
So, Sam gets him some nice art supplies. No dollar-store pens or regular #2 pencils. Some expensive, apparently high-quality (according to the Internet, it really is helpful sometimes, ha) graphite pencils, a set of micron pens, and the appropriate watercolor paper, brushes, and pigment. The final cost is eye-popping to Sam in spite of his understanding of modern pricing. It's worth it, though. Because Steve uses them. He starts carrying a sketchbook along with his list book. And, eventually, he shyly shows Sam some of what he's worked on.
The sprawl of Central Park...
A broken section of sidewalk, grass creeping through the space made by the roots of an elder tree...
The skyline view from Steve's apartment...
A dog...
A potted plant sitting on Steve's balcony with a label that reads "my sadness buddy" (a gift from Natasha)...
An empty folding chair from the VA...
A steaming cardboard coffee cup.
Sam is blown away by the beauty of what Steve can create. He wonders, but he doesn't ask if Steve's ever had nice, vivid art supplies before. There's something impressive about the colors and way he experiments, pulling beauty out of nothing, with his new art supplies. But, also, there's something especially impressive about what he can do with any old pen or pencil lying about. Sam finds himself smiling, thinking about that old saying he's heard, a poor craftsman blames his tools. Steve is bluntly a master craftsman--in everything he does, he puts his entire heart into it. It's strange he hasn't drawn any faces or people, though. (There's definitely something there. Sam's gonna have to see what that's about, too.)
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johnslittlespoon · 6 days
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the dog–coded bucky fic is officially a wip btw <3
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total-sing · 3 days
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bellathepoet · 7 months
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all a man needs is a little smirk and some blood on his face and im his
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nocek · 10 months
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Yelena will always find a way to be nice (by sharing the coolest vest) in the most annoying way possible. True younger sis (in law) vibes >:3
sketch for another overcrowded drawing done! I'm actually proud of myself for properly sketching out the furniture and not halfassing it as usual
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holylulusworld · 10 months
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Perfect Spot
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Summary:The perfect spot.
Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Librarian!Reader
Warnings: just fluff, mentions of his business, established relationship
A/N: I love soft mafia Bucky. So, you will all suffer with me...
<< Part 2 - Weak Spot
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“Baby doll, what’s this?” Bucky chuckles when you walk inside the library at this house. You’re carrying a box filled with books you found at an antique shop. “More books? I thought you said we got more than enough books.”
“But we don’t have these books, Bucky,” you pout. “The owner of my favorite antique shop wanted to throw them away. I had to save them.”
He takes the box out of your hands, smiling softly as you pat his hand. “Thank you, Bucky. You’re so strong. My tall and strong boyfriend.”
“My cute book-addicted girlfriend. Where do you want to store these? The shelves are…uh…full,” he says. “Doll?”
“I don’t know yet,” you pinch the bridge of your nose. “I haven’t thought this through, I guess. When I saw that he wanted to throw the books into a dumpster, I had to do something.”
“It was the right thing to do. We will find a place for the books too.”
He carefully puts the box down. Bucky crouches down to have a look at the books. “Uh-huh. What do we have here? My secret desires series.”
“It’s…uh…a fantasy book,” you lie.
“Baby doll, the main character is a mafia boss kidnapping a sweet and innocent waitress. They explore passion together,” he reads the blurb out loud. “Y/N, do you want to tell me something?”
“It’s kinda hot,” you bite your index finger. “He even looks a little like you.” You point at the book. “Look at the picture, Bucky.”
“Damn,” he laughs as the guy on the cover looks a little like him. “But I’m not into other girls. Only cute librarians."
"Good for you," you wink at Bucky. "What are your plans for today?"
“I got the day off, doll,” he dips his head to watch you crouch down next to him. “What do you want to do?”
“I thought about spending the day at my favorite spot with my favorite man,” you wrap your arm around Bucky’s shoulders and look at the book in his hands. “Maybe some cookies I baked will be involved too.”
“Your favorite spot, huh?” he teases. “What’s your favorite spot, Y/N?”
“You’ll see, Bucky bear. Let’s put the books in the corner over there. We will take care of them later. Today is all about you and me. I’ve missed you over the last week. You were always busy, and I was scared something might happen to you.”
“I’ve missed you too, baby doll. We will spend the whole day together. Only you and me. Promised.”
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“So…this is your favorite spot?” Bucky looks at you in his lap. You’re running your fingers through his hair, giggling as he moves his hands to your butt to squeeze it. “Doll?”
“It’s the perfect spot, Bucky. You’re warm, comfy, and smell good,” you grin. “And, if I want to do the things I read in that book, I know where to find a sexy man.”
“Sexy too, huh?”
He smiles when you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. “As I said. The perfect spot to be. I only ever want to be in your arms and on your lap. That’s all I want, Bucky.”
“And I only want you in my arms…and my lap,” he softly says. “I love you so much, my sweet book addict.”
“I love you too, my sexy mafia boss. And, you didn’t have to kidnap me…”
>> Part 4
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Tags in reblog.
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harmonizingsunsets · 10 months
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I’m sorry if this has been done before but I had to
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wintercosmickillsx · 3 months
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this still lives rent free in my brain.
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geminijade · 2 months
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Excuse Me, Sir. Is This Seat Taken? 🥵🔥
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ketzpart · 1 year
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Can’t take him anywhere
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stuckyrogersbarnes · 6 months
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mkat-art · 2 years
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@possibleplatypus said: Stucky, slow dancing.
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urdepressedslut · 8 months
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some much needed bts of beefy!bucky 🥰❤️
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