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literatureinfurs · 6 months

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sometimes i feel like the girl with the green ribbon tied and knotted around her neck, just as a woman now with blood on her hands and a stained soul. i have to wear glasses now, they are rose-tinted from my horror vision. i still have the same tired shadowed eyes and dark hair though.

— literature in furs, jessie. (literatureinfurs) • November, 2023.

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coffeeandcalligraphy · 1 year

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“You look like a Prada guy,” and other random things Harrison passes off as flirting | Seventh Virtue

Some chaotic Harrison dialogue to spice up your dash!! <3

Sifting through early Lonan & Harrison interactions from Seventh Virtue! Lots of personal favourites in this bunch.

Seventh Virtue, circa 2021.

#the PARROT DIALOGUE LMAO #my favourite thing about writing these two is learning more and more that LONAN is the hopeless romantic????#huh???#u have feelings ????#also: to clarify #Harrison taking his chance in the kill me or kiss me dialogue #is NOT romantic lmao #does it involve blood #perhaps !!!!#all I’m learning is that Harrison is an ICON #the legend HIMSELF #fancy excerpts #lonanasona #also to add: what’s missing from the prada dialogue is the part #where Harrison is like hahahaha the soles of your shoes are wooden I’m gonna light you on fire

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matildamama · 2 years

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#love poetry #love #heartbreak #poems on tumblr #poetscommunity #quotes #relationship #sad poem #sadcore #poem #poetry #hopeless romantic #sadgirl #excerpt from a book i'll never write #bookish

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goldenrretrievergf · 1 year

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romantic killer

my problem is that i find romance in everything. tiny little sentences i’m directed that don’t really have a deeper meaning, but are begging to. their words are arranged in the perfect way where, in another context, it means something that justifies the fact that it sticks to my brain and replays on loop. the hopeless romantic in me is about 90% of myself, and that does me no good a lot of the time. i keep telling myself not everyone is my soulmate, and it’s much easier to accept the logistics of that when it’s a stranger i pass in a store or on the street, but so much harder when they’re my friend. friends to lovers is constantly begging to be. and trust me, i want it to, thats why i get in these predicaments. but nine times out of ten (the extra one is for the hopeless romantic vast majority of me) that is not the case, and i know it’s silly of me to think this person is actually the one i’ve been searching for all along. but it’s hard to realize that when you look for it naturally in everyone, and even harder when you want it to be them.

#writers on tumblr #writers #my writing #poets on tumblr #poetry #love #poem #writing #romance #excerpts from my mind #excerpt from a book i'll never write #romanticism #poetsandwriters #poetic #hopeless romantic

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qahwa-chai-coffee · 2 years

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.......... That moment in a drama or movie where it's the morning after the first time the couple made love and character A rises up earlier before character B and so they just prop themselves up on their elbow, quietly admiring character B's sleeping pretty, serene and blush-dusted face, smiling to themselves and even proceeding to tuck a stray hair away or running a finger down their cheek/nose

LORD

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popsonglackingpoetry · 2 years

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-- "if I'm being fully honest, after what happened... This feels like starting all over again... It's like I don't truly know you anymore and now I have to learn who you really are..."

-+ "well, then that's perfect. I could just take you on as many dates as it takes for you to get to know me and fall in love with me again"

Excepts of a conversation of a post-heartbreak couple staying together, 2022.

#love #poetry #poetry in real life #words #words of love #poetry in routine #found poetry in daily life #romance #hopeless romantic #romantic #conversation #excerpt #late night conversations #in love #relationship #couples #madly in love #excerpts from my heart #spilled ink

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ewelia · 1 year

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its 1:54am on a january monday and it’s raining outside

sometimes I’m convinced my heart cannot handle the burden it is to be a romantic; there’s a distinct disconnect between her and the rest of my body. how long can she swell with emotion and not have a form of release? my mouth incapable of expressing its fervor my hands too dumb, weighed down trying to perfect the sharp loop of a cursive “r” I’ll play some relaxing white noise to drown out my pulse

#musings #late night #excerpt from a book I'll never write #original writing #poetry #Romantic Poetry #hopeless romantic

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idreamimpossiblethings · 1 year

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There is always something magical about the first snow of the season, but experiencing it with you was extra romantic.

#first snow #Snow #hopeless romantic #i smell snow #staring at the sky #checked off of my bucket list #excerpt from my diary #excerpt from my heart

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jeoreyss · 2 years

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Blissfully devastating, cliché heartbreak sob story.

It eats away at you, doesn’t it? You wish you could peel away your burdens, your fears and your overbearing thoughts; layer by layer as it sheds and leaves you be with a newfound sense of self when you are conscious of your ability to blink.

You pick up the glass dome, of wilted petals and heart-shaped cut outs. You gaze at it, and the more you, it morphs into a jagged object and it melts away through the seams of your palms.

And just then, you bawl and you sob. The molten pool of what was once, a loud and proud symbol of a heavily romanticised idea of the purest form of love, is now just a ghost of a memory.

#love letters i’ll never send #excerpt from a book i'll never write #pain #heartbreak #whenwillthiseverend #romance #hopeless romantic #breakup #Spotify

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literatureinfurs · 6 months

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books are truly my love language — my ebb & flow, romantically — and writing is the erotic thing that keeps me on the edge of my seat gasping for breath.

— literature in furs, jessie. (literatureinfurs) • November, 2023.

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lilacura · 6 months

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”Uh oh”

Pairing: no specific pairing tbh

Genre: College Au

Tw: idk humiliation?

Summary: As Y/N faced the aftermath of her accidental love letter revelation, she grappled with the unexpected turn of events, hoping that amidst the chaos, she might find a silver lining to this cringe-worthy chapter in her college life.

part 2

Y/N had always been a hopeless romantic, secretly harboring feelings for her four crushes: Huh Yunjin, Ahn Yujin, Kim Minjeong, and Kim Minji. In an attempt to express her emotions without revealing her identity, she poured her heart into love letters addressed to each of them.

One fateful morning, Y/N overslept and rushed to gather her assignments from her desk before dashing to class. Unbeknownst to her, the stack of love letters was mistakenly mixed in with her schoolwork. As fate would have it, her professor decided to read out the titles of the papers to the class.

Amid the sea of mundane titles, one stood out like a neon sign: "Confessions of the Heart." Y/N's eyes widened, and her heart plummeted as the professor began reading excerpts, unintentionally revealing the contents of her most intimate thoughts.

“Uh oh” Panicking, Y/N leaped from her seat and sprinted to the teacher's desk, desperately pleading for the return of her love letters. Despite her heartfelt apologies and promises of eternal gratitude, the professor remained adamant, refusing to spare her from the impending embarrassment.

The next day, Y/N's worst nightmare unfolded. Love letters meant for Huh Yunjin, Ahn Yujin, Kim Minjeong, and Minji were scattered throughout the school, each page revealing her deepest emotions. The once-private confessions were now public, and Y/N couldn't escape the stares, whispers, and giggles that followed her every step.

Her crushes, unsuspecting of the storm brewing around them, discovered the letters one by one. Y/N watched as they reacted with amusement, confusion, and occasionally exchanged glances with her. The embarrassment reached its peak as her high school became a stage for the unintentional romantic drama that unfolded. “Uh oh” said Y/N but this time it was filled with humiliation.

this was rlly short bc i’m gonna make a pt.2 if it does well 🙏🏼

who would you guys want to be the main on pt.2?

#ive #le sserafim #aespa #aespa x reader #le sserafim x reader #ive x reader #yujin x reader #minjeong x reader #minji x reader #newjeans #yunjin x reader

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403tarot · 5 months

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Can you do How would nct dream members would want to be loved?

★ — how nct dream would want to be loved ?

jaemin: he's such a hopeless romantic. i see that he wants to be loved exactly the way he's willing to love: embracing the mistakes and flaws of the person, adapting to them, and being a supportive presence if the other person feels the need to change. evolution together – jaemin wants someone to stay with him, not shy away from the intensity of his feelings, and not be afraid to form a bond with him.

jisung: these violent delights have violent ends / triumph, like fire and powder, / which, as they kiss, consume." this excerpt was the first thing that came to my mind reading his cards. jisung is somewhat disenchanted with love, so he's searching for someone who makes his heart burn: startling love at first sight, mutual seduction, and the feeling of being challenged not to fall in love easily.

jeno: desires a love that is calm and stable, making him feel secure and comfortable in a relationship. he can get anxious and insecure easily, so he needs someone mature with a future vision. jeno wants to be loved fully, facilitating healing from past wounds and promoting emotional growth.

renjun: is looking for a love that, above all, is solid. a relationship free of problems and easily manageable, where his and his partner's personalities are compatible but not in a way where they "merge" into one. he wants to be with someone who has originality and also respects his tastes and need for individuality at times.

chenle: wants to be loved passionately. someone with their head in the clouds enough to accept his imperfections and faults without running away – at least that's what he's looking for. he wants someone who can truly know and love him, even in his worst moments, and has patience with him as he strives to become a more confident and responsive person.

haechan: wants someone to take his breath away. he seeks someone who makes him feel out of orbit and elicits a sensation different from anything he has felt before. that's how he'll know he found "the one." someone who makes him laugh even when he wants to cry, warm, and with whom he envisions marrying. he doesn't want to waste time with just anyone; he wants someone he feels will be forever.

mark: is seeking a love that reflects maturity. i see that he's looking for someone who connects with him in a way that makes him feel they both have a purpose together. he wants someone who makes him think of family, dream of quieter times, someone whose company he truly appreciates, and who makes him admire all the little things that a stable and loving relationship can bring to his life. he wants someone willing to start an entirely new chapter in life with him through this relationship.

#— duckie notes ⪩♡⪨#kpop readings #nct dream tarot #jaemin #chenle #mark #jisung #jeno #renjun #haechan #kpop reading #kpop tarot #kpop astrology

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ohworm-writes · 3 months

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「✰」 ━━ ARRANGEMENTS

PAIRING Simon 'Ghost' Riley x fem!reader

RATING PG-13 - Parents strongly cautioned [ Content warnings: light cursing, brief references to sex, situationship, heavy fluff ]

SYNOPSIS My submission for @bunnyreaper's Valentine's Day event for @ivymarquis. So sorry for it being late, but I really hope that you end up enjoying it. Here's to hoping that your day is spent with the love and adoration that you deserve, Ivy.

WORD COUNT 1.1k

Simon Riley is, contrary to popular belief, not a difficult man to love. Maybe love is too strong and too heavy of a word to use only a few months into whatever situationship that's been established between the two of you, but it rings true nonetheless.

He's gone away for weeks and months a time, outwardly shows himself as a cold and calloused man, keeps his emotions under lock and key (and concrete walls, chained up, locked in a box on the ocean of the floor).

But, at the same time, that makes him all the easier to love.

Learning the little quirks about him, the things he enjoys outside of his work, the little excerpts he has from his past that make him human, the hobbies he takes part in, the simple and extravagant things that enjoys.

The way his eyes squint when he smiles genuinely, the way he cocks his head and keeps his eyes solely on you when you talk, the way he whispers curses under his breath each and every time he touches you, feels you, tastes you.

All of it. They're all simple qualities and characteristics that make him him, and they're what you love.

Although, as easy as he is to love for you, he falls short in actually expressing his own adoration. It's not to say that he doesn't at all or that he refuses to or anything of the like, but rather he isn't exactly sure what actions to do that would land him in your favor.

The two of you haven't put any label on what you are yet. Friends with benefits? Consistent hookup partners? Neither of you have ever called one other lovers, partners, boyfriend, girlfriend, or anything of the like, so saying you love him and the he loves you seems to be a stretch.

Is it, though?

You know you love him in evert facet, and he knows he feels the same about you, but bringing up those words of "what are we" get lost on both of your tongues, caught in the back of your throats with a sudden gasp, hesitation, and a shake of the head.

But with a day dedicated to love, even if he's never said he loves you (yet), Simon Riley, a man who knows comfort in the grip of gun more intimately than another human, decides his time would be best spent... here.

Within the walls of your kitchen in the early hours of the morning, fingers slotted into the holes of scissors as he makes diagonal cuts against the stems of flowers, eyebrows furrowed as he silently glares at the offending plants, frustrating himself with organizing them into a way that appeases him.

You've never told him what flowers you like, so he had to take his own guess when it came to choosing. White hydrangeas, white carnations, pinkish-red miniature roses, foliage to accent. To him, the assortment looked... nice.

He can only hope you'll share the same sentiment.

He's never been a romantic, per se. Hopeless at times, maybe, but never to the point where he himself or his actions made that word ring true in the phrase "hopeless romantic". Though, maybe that changes with your spot in his life seeming so conrete.

The waste from the flowers fall onto the counter with gentle thuds, the green snippets covering the surface along with leaves and flowers he deemed not suitable enough for the arrangement he's creating.

There's certainly a method to his madness.

Once he's completed cutting off the ends, ensuring all of the different plants are to the same height, he puts his focus on actually sorting and arranging all of the flowers and foliage together in a way that's appeasing to the eye.

He... certainly tries.

The finished product is a bit messier than he knows, with the different plants stuffed into the vase with no real rhyme or reasoning, but it's more the thought of his actions that matter rather than the actual factor of visual appeal.

(It still matters, yes, but let's not bruise the poor man's ego when he's working so hard to appease you.)

As he lumbers around the kitchen, mumbling soft words under his breath, dressed in a pair of loose plaid sleep pants and a gray tee, barefoot, feet padding against the hardwood, your own footsteps reach his ears, so much softer than his.

"Si?"

Your tired voice calls out to him, his name laced within a yawn, the sight of you, hair messed and tousled, hands gently rubbing at your eyes, gracing his vision. His eyes soften, that scowl and glare he had on moments ago lost within a moment at the sight of you.

"Mornin'."

He greets gruffly, leaning back against the countertop, fingers gently drumming against his shoulder as he crosses his arms tightly, anxiously waiting your reaction. And as you drop your hands, eyes landing on his face before quickly shifting to the bouquet, your heart stops.

Your lips part, jaw slackened slightly, breath catching in your throat.

"Is this...?"

"For you."

He finishes before you can even ask, giving a curt nod.

And oh, the wide, giddy, childish smile that spreads out across your lips is all he ever hoped for in response. Sleepy eyes crinkled in delight, bottom lip between your teeth as your grin so shamelessly, approaching the assortment tentatively, as if your footsteps alone would disrupt their chaotic beauty.

"You didn't have to."

The words pass through your lips, bordering on shyness, as if you can't even believe he'd go through the effort of doing something so simple for you.

"I didn't, but I did."

He muses, voice lightly laced with humor. You roll your eyes softly, but don't move to say anything more on the matter for the moment, eyes getting lost in the petals and leaves as you truly appreciate what he's taken the time to craft for you.

There's a long moment of comfortable silence that stretches between the two of you, disrupted only by the sound of the world beginning to wake up beyond the window of your kitchen, lights beginning to flicker on.

"It might help if you added water to the vase, though."

You hum, giggles passing your lips and floating into the air as you hear him mumble out a whispered 'fuck' under his breath, grumbling to himself as he takes the vase over to the sink.

He loves the banter, as do you.

He loves you, and you feel the same.

The words need to be said aloud, for a confirmation of feelings to be made and for this stupid situationship you have going on to turn into something concrete. You both want it. But, for now, even on a day dedicated to the word, it doesn't need to be said aloud for the feeling to be felt.

#call of duty x reader #cod x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader

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acourtofthought · 24 days

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Your speculation on how Elain's voice (the inner thoughts in her POV) could be presented? Would it be more romantic? Witty? Sarcastic? Dreamy? or more observant and perceptive? A mix of all? or maybe more internal (like intuned to her emotions)?

Also for all the theories about Guilty as Sin, I think SJM just likes the song. It doesn't necessarily have to be about the books. I suppose we can all have fun theorizing about anything.

Regarding her post.

I think it is most likely that Sarah loving that song has nothing to do with Elucien or E/riel.

Do I think she felt moved by it? That it made her get in her feels? Definitely!

Do I think it could have given her some sort of inspiration as a writer? Sure! We have no idea what headspace she's in right now, we have no idea what she's writing right now. The song, while possibly about emotional cheating, is also about longing and her MMCs usually experience that. Maybe she's even writing a book set in the past and the song gave her inspiration for the LoA and Helion before they had the affair that resulted in Lucien.

However, Sarah says that she always has music on while she's writing so I do understand why everyone is trying to play detective. She chose her main platform for communication with her fans to create a post about a specific song and her author's website says "follow me for updates on IG". Considering she doesn't often post, when she does people are going to look for clues. When she herself has said she leaves all sorts of crumbs and easter eggs in her books and we all know she's a Swiftie (who also leaves easter eggs), it's not farfetched to think, "maybe that's what she's now doing on her IG!"

I do think people are being a little harsh towards others who are debating the possibility of clues. It's not like all sides of the ship wars haven't read into her posts. I remember when she released a HOFAS excerpt, people were claiming that because she shared one with Nesta and Az it was further proof that she wants the focus to now be on Az but Nesta ended up being more heavily featured in the crossover. Or how all sides of the ship war were using her last post of being in the mountains as evidence of who was getting the next book.

I think the theories / debates are fun and people should not be ridiculed for creating posts. We have literally nothing else to go on these days and in an an attempt to not recycle the same excerpts from the books over and over, even seemingly random IG posts can inject a little life (no matter how ridiculous) into our pages.

With that said, it's a little wild to claim her posts are confirmation of anything. While theories / debates are fun, acting superior and claiming the other side is crying because "her post proves E/riel endgame!" is taking it too far. Claiming that because she liked the song it's absolute proof of who is getting the next book is a stretch because, while we can theorize that maybe it does mean something, it could also still mean a hundred other things or absolutely nothing at all.

As far as Elain, I think she actually has a thoughtful / observant inner voice with a sarcastic edge.

A 75/25 ratio. Where she'll sit there thinking things that are insightful and observant then throw in a zinger from time to time to the point that it sneaks up on you. A lot like Lucien in ACOWAR, where he was going on and on about how well decorated the HOW was then throws out "Rhys was a good many things, but he certainly had good taste". Or when he was thinking on how he just wanted to read, thinking back on Jesminda, offered Elain tea then called Nesta a viper.

But where I think Lucien's inner thoughts are tinged with a bit of heaviness and sadness, I think Elain's will be slightly more optimistic.

I think Lucien pushes forward and carries on, he remains fair and polite, but there's a lot of guilt and hopelessness lying just under the surface.

With Elain, I think she leans more towards the positive. That's not to say she doesn't struggle with things too but I think despite that, she continues believing that things will work out, that things will be ok.

There's a reason SJM said Nesta and Lucien would cause one another more damage but that Elain was someone both she and Lucien didn't see coming. I think it's Elain's inner strength, that ability to remain positive, loving and kind that is going to be the central theme of their story. There is a lot of discord in certain relationships right now. Between Lucien and Tamlin, Lucien and the people of Spring, Lucien and the people of Autumn, Lucien and Eris, Az and Lucien, the sisters at times, Lucien and Feyre / Nesta at times, the IC and Tamlin, and there has not been a character to help rebuild those bridges yet. I do think it will be Elain's inner light and loving nature that will be a catalyst for many of these relationships beginning to repair themselves.

I hope you have a fun weekend!!!

#elucien #pro elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #pro elain archeron

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iwasateenagenosferatu · 2 months

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Vito and Aldo 🖤🤌 -

Original Characters (Mobsters in love)

Vito Trepani & Aldo Morelli

Francesca "Frankie" Morelli

Max "The Bat" Pagliacci

From the diary of Vito Trepani, December 1945:

Aldo Morelli, my best bud. Smooth talker, ladies' man, everything I ain't. But then things got complicated. Our friendship started feeling more like something else,

I tried playing it Bogart, but Aldo saw right through me.

“Just come here” he growled. And then he kissed me.

Excerpts from Santiago Stracci testimony - 1958:

Vito Trepani, now there's a guy who's as complex as they come. He's got a mind like a steel trap, always calculating, always planning his next move. But underneath that tough exterior beats the heart of a hopeless romantic.

See, Vito never had much of a family growing up, but the Estacado Family has given him a home, a place where he belongs. And they've also given him an outlet for all that rage that simmers just below the surface.

But don't let his violent tendencies fool you, Vito's got a soft spot a mile wide, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. He's a sucker for a good love story, always dreaming of finding the kind of love he's never known.

Aldo Morelli, he's built like a brick wall, perfect for the jobs Angelo Boccino throws his way. But you know what really sets Aldo apart? His bond with his sister, Francesca. They're as thick as thieves, those two. She's his world, and he'd do anything for her. It's a beautiful thing, really, seeing how much they care for each other in our line of work.

Francesca "Frankie" Morelli, Aldo's little sister, is a firecracker, let me tell you. She's the kind of dame who could charm the devil himself with that smile of hers. But don't let her looks fool you, she's got brains to match, and she's not afraid to use 'em.

Frankie's always looking out for her big brother, Aldo. Most nights, you'll find her patching him up when he stumbles home from work, a real mother hen, that one. She's tough as nails, but she's got a heart of gold, especially when it comes to family.

But let me tell you, she's no pushover. Frankie's got a mouth on her that could make a sailor blush, and she's not afraid to speak her mind. She's a handful, that's for sure, but she's also fiercely loyal and would do anything for the ones she loves.

I just wrote my first tumblr slash fiction at 30.

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cobrafantasies · 3 months

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Unromantically in Love

SamBucky | Rated T | 2,144 words | Complete | AO3

Written for SamBucky Valentine's Day Bingo 2024 by @sambuckylibrary, prompt: Free Space

Summary: Lately, it feels physically impossible for Bucky to show his romantic side. He fears this will mean the end of his relationship with Sam. Unexpectedly, they end up having this very conversation one night.

Excerpt:

Bucky came from a time when buying a dame flowers was just simply proper etiquette for a date. Some fellows complained about that kind of thing, but Bucky liked it.

The truth is, young James Buchanan Barnes was a hopeless romantic. Now Steve would probably laugh at that but that was on account of Bucky always taking so many girls out on dates. The thing Steve didn’t understand was that was just the game, the fun, the chase of it all. Bucky liked that part too but really, he was waiting for the right one. The one he was going to go all out for, make all the stops for. He couldn't wait.

He never did find the one, of course. And after his eighty-year imprisonment, as he likes to refer to it, he lost his romantic side altogether. He physically cannot do it anymore. He knows this because when Sam asked him on their first date, Bucky spent all afternoon at a flower shop so sure he was buying the man a bouquet but he ended up leaving with nothing. He couldn’t do it and all night, he talked himself out of doing a single romantic thing.

Read on A03

#sambucky #sambucky fic #sambucky fanfic #sbvday2024 #free space #my fics

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