#EnchantingMusic
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rofilm1 · 1 month ago
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Just another little music video. A bit of generative ambient scifi:
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danfleites · 7 months ago
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The Mystery Of Life
Dive into the enchanting world of minimalistic instrumental electronic music!. Experience pulsating rhythms and light ethereal melodies that weave a mesmerizing tapestry. This auditory journey will transport you to a realm of hypnotic trance and deep introspection. 🎶✨
Listen now: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_liZksleL2SNt-6fK7mlkU9VgjpH5PjKsA&feature=shared
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sound-symmetry · 1 year ago
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Unveiling the Mesmerizing World of "Trippy Strange Darkness" - A Must-Watch Visual Delight!
Hey there, fellow enthusiasts of mind-bending visuals and entrancing music! I'm thrilled to introduce you to a mesmerizing YouTube video titled "Trippy Strange Darkness" that's taking the internet by storm. As an expert in this niche, I'm convinced that sharing this video is not only valuable but an absolute treat for your senses. Creator Bio: The mastermind behind this captivating masterpiece is {Timmy Lee & Kristen Motos}, They are visionary artist known for pushing the boundaries of creativity. Their YouTube channel, just starting but promises artistic wonders, showcases a fusion of music, images, graphics, and videos that transport viewers to otherworldly realms. You can explore more of {Name}'s enchanting creations on their YouTube channel and personal website. Key Takeaways: Sensory Overload: "Trippy Strange Darkness" is a sensory feast that seamlessly blends music and visuals to create an immersive experience like no other. Artistic Innovation: Witness the boundless creativity of the team. As they challenge conventional artistic norms. Copyrighted Elegance: The video is a testament to {Timmy & Kristen}'s dedication to their craft, as it's copyrighted to preserve its uniqueness. step-by-Step Process: Start by visiting {Sound Symmetry Studios}'s YouTube channel. Locate the "Trippy Strange Darkness" video and prepare for a visual journey. Put on your favorite headphones to fully immerse yourself in the audio-visual extravaganza. Sit back, relax, and let the magic of {Name}'s creation transport you to a world of enchantment. Resources Mentioned: YouTube Channel: {Sound Symmetry Studios}'s YouTube channel is the hub of their artistic expression, housing a plethora of captivating content. Personal Website: Explore {Name}'s portfolio, discover their creative process, and connect with the artist through their official website. Expert Advice: As someone deeply entrenched in this niche, my advice is simple: surrender to the experience. "Trippy Strange Darkness" isn't just a video; it's a gateway to artistic brilliance. Immerse yourself fully, let your senses roam free, and allow {Name}'s creation to take you on a unique journey of visuals and sound.
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pedro10123 · 1 year ago
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Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!
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Welcome to our channel! 🎶 Immerse yourself in the mesmerizing world of "Passive" by Proof Of Burden. 🎵 Let your soul be stirred as we unveil the heartfelt lyrics and soul-stirring melody that will captivate your senses. 🌌 Join us for a musical journey like no other, where emotions and music blend harmoniously. Don't forget to hit that like button and subscribe for more enchanting musical experiences! 🎸🎤 Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!
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carlosroborto · 1 year ago
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Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!
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Welcome to our channel! 🎶 Immerse yourself in the mesmerizing world of "Passive" by Proof Of Burden. 🎵 Let your soul be stirred as we unveil the heartfelt lyrics and soul-stirring melody that will captivate your senses. 🌌 Join us for a musical journey like no other, where emotions and music blend harmoniously. Don't forget to hit that like button and subscribe for more enchanting musical experiences! 🎸🎤 Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!
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shefancdotcom · 9 months ago
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Delirium CD By Cirque Du Soleil Live Music Concert No Scratches Music.
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geekcommander · 7 years ago
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The recipe to enchant the world: Take two lovely, beautiful ladies, one cello - or even a campanula - and a wonderful song - et voila...❤️🎶😍 Thanks for the enchantment last night, @reemamusic and Stefanie John! And thanks to @charlieltgrant for the great vibes! 😎#musiciansofinstagram #berlinstagram #berlin #instaneukölln #prachtwerkberlin @prachtwerkberlin #reemamusic #stefaniejohn #campanulacello #enchantingmusic #singersongwriter #cellomusic #livemusic (hier: Prachtwerk Berlin)
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your-taaru-blog · 6 years ago
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@enchanting-muses | continued from x
Iago let out a bitter bark of a laugh. He leaned against the cold stone of his prison cell, legs folded under himself. Although he had only been captive for a few days now, he looked like he hadn’t slept in almost a month.
“I suppose it was too much to ask for one person to remember...”
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“I’ve known you since you were very young, Lady Azura.” He considered his words carefully. He knew better than anyone the consequences of loose lips... “In fact... I was there the day you were born.”
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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 5 years ago
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A Visiting Future, pt. 1
Steve Rogers x Reader
A/N: A commissioned series for @girl-next-door-writes . There will be FOUR PARTS, all written. 
Summary: Someone from the future comes to visit Steve and you, and they have a message.
Part 1    Part 2   Part 3   Part 4
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There were two things going through Steve Rogers mind as he fought off a pair of Hydra agents; the first was that if it was ever going to be possible to finally rid the world of their presences, and second, was fighting all he was good for? It had been nearly six months since Wanda and Sam had joined the team, and he had still been searching for his old friend, Bucky; and while he would never give up on any leads to find him, Steve was growing tired. The fighting was never ending and often he ached, when alone, for downtime or even a chance to amuse himself with thoughts of something more – like the boy from Brooklyn used to do. Was there more to life than being an Avenger, and would the work ever come to an end? Of course, he was grateful for the team and cared about them like family, because they were, in fact, the only family he had left. Yet, a man was only human; he was only human and longed for things many did.
“Cap, I got eyes on the prize,” Sam echoed through the comm. Steve looked to the sky and saw the wings of the Falcon, and ordered him to take down those he could, while the rest of the group ran to help him. He immediately brought down the two agents swiftly with his shield and raced alongside Wanda, who was using her own abilities to take down whoever came toward the duo. Steve smiled at her and thought how far the young woman had come, and he felt a sense of pride when she nodded to him before taking off ahead of him. He did that sometimes, let the others take the lead – he realized it was important to do so, and that, maybe, he was setting them up for the future. A future that didn’t include him, at least not when it came to the Avengers – and maybe that’s why he recruited Sam and Wanda, and the newest member: you, a woman who held a strong sense of leadership that won him over the day Maria Hill asked the Avengers for help locating you.
You were a former SHIELD agent, who was captured while out in the field -another Hydra experiment gone wrong or right, it all depended on how one looked at the situation. Long story short, they injected you with some serum that gave you the ability to burn things with your hand; your hands would glow this yellow fluorescent color and warm whatever you touched. It had taken some time and training to get things under control, and eventually you learned how to turn it off and on. Bad guys? They got the grunt of your heat, would be burned on the spot, heat seeped through what part of them you touched – it was enough to weaken them if you were feeling generous. Good guys? Well, you developed a fun party trick with popcorn that Clint most of all enjoyed.
Steve caught up to Wanda, who fought alongside you, as Sam took to the sky again.
“Steve, my heat radar showed six different bodies,” you said to him, looking down at the holo-watch on your wrist. He noted your confusion and asked what was wrong. “They just disappeared.”
Wanda shook off the last of the agents and turned to you. “How could that be?”
Looking to the Cap, you examined his face and noticed his lips pursed in thought, but only for a moment. He looked to you and nodded. “You two check the perimeter, I’m going in. And Sam? Keep an eye on all exits from above.”
“Be careful, Cap,” you advised, motioning for Wanda to follow you. Steve watched as the two of you disappeared around the building, and took a deep, preparing breath before racing toward the building. He kicked opened the door of the Hydra hide out and took slow deliberate steps as he approached a long hallway – it was dark, but he kept going and looked down at his own holo-watch. There were no warm bodies or any sign of life, as he scanned the building from where he stood until something popped up on the radar.
“I have eyes on someone,” he said.
“Wanda and I are heading in from the back,” you said.
He didn’t reply because the figure seemed to move toward where he stood; holding up his shield, Steve took a fighting stance and waited for the person to come through the end of the hallway door. The anticipation was killing him as he heard footsteps approaching and then the door sliding open – Steve was ready to fight expecting to see a Hydra agent, but that was not who came through the door.
It was a young man, a kid no older than twenty it seemed. His eyes were wild until they landed on Steve and it seemed his entire demeanor relaxed, and what confused Steve the most was the smile – the smile on the young man’s face.
He looked relieved and it seemed odd to Steve as the young man approached him cautiously, yet the smile remained.
“I’m glad my timing is right,” he explained, eyeing the stance Steve had taken. “You can relax, I’m not trying to fight – believe me, I know how you fight, and Aunt Nat had plenty of stories to tell.”
He stared at the man in disbelief. “Aunt Nat? You know Romanoff?”
“She was my number one babysitter whenever Mom and you needed a night off.”
Steve’s body seized as his shield moved down to his side, he looked at the kid and wasn’t sure what to say or believe. Millions of thoughts ran through his head, unable to wrap his brain around the fact that this young man is suggesting something he couldn’t even apprehend. His chest heaved and before he could ask for confirmation, the kid took three steps closer to him.
“I’m going to take a picture out of my pocket, don’t kick my ass,” he joked but Steve didn’t break a smile; he just waited to see whatever evidence he had to show. “Man, you have definitely lightened up over the years.”
“You’re catching me on a trying day,” Steve said, swinging his shield to his back where it locked onto its strap. He watched as the kid pulled out the photo and held it out.
“I know whatever I say you won’t believe until you see this photo,” he said. “I need your help, so please look at it.”
His words seemed genuine, so Steve took the folded photo but before he could open it, you came rushing into the room. He looked up from the folded photo and saw you standing behind the kid, fists glowing.
“Steve! You didn’t respond to my call on the comm, shit, are you okay?”
“I’m fine, I’m sorry, but we have a situation,” he said to you, eyes on the young man, who looked as though he had seen a ghost. His eyes were watery, and Steve could see his body shaking as he slowly turned to face you.
You stared at the young man in front of you, the color of your fist dimming down to your regular skin tone as the kid attacked you with a hug. Eyes wide, you looked to Steve, who just stood there with a piece of paper in his hand – calling out his name, your hands fell to your side as the young man held you tight, mumbling something you couldn’t understand.
Disregarding your calls, Steve glanced down at the photo and slowly unfolded it. The picture was wrinkled in the middle, but it was clear as the morning sun – the first face he recognized was his own, standing in front of a sign that read Yosemite Park. He was holding a boy, maybe five, on his shoulder and with his other arm, he held a woman close to his side.
“Steve,” you called his name again, but his eyes couldn’t take them off the woman’s face until Wanda and Sam came running into the room, the latter demanding to know what the hell was happening. Steve ignored his friend, eyes searching the room for yours – a lump in his throat, unable to speak as he looked into the eyes that matched those in the photo.
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joshlance-blog1 · 7 years ago
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Picture from a decade ago! Street musicians using traditional Nepali instruments wearing their traditional garb performing in Darjeeling! . . . . . . #streetphotography #street #musicians #busking #traditional #traditionalmusic #traditionalinstrument #traditionalgarb #ethnicwear #dyingart #trio #sarangi #nepali #darjeeling #mountainmusic #traditionalclothes #crosslegged #enchantingmusic #ilovephotography #musicianoftheday #picoftheday #ethniclifestyle #simplelife (at Darjeeling)
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thebeautyofasgard · 10 years ago
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When our lives are over and all that remains Are our skulls and bones let's take it to the grave And hold me in your arms, hold me in your arms I'll be buried here with you And I'll hold in these hands all that remains
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juniperbreeze13 · 12 years ago
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In awe
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your-taaru-blog · 6 years ago
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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 5 years ago
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A Visiting Future, pt. 3
Steve Rogers x Reader
A/N: A commissioned series for @girl-next-door-writes . There will be FOUR PARTS, all written.
Summary: Someone from the future comes to visit Steve and you, and they have a message.
Part 1    Part 2   Part 3   Part 4
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“You got married at Stark’s cabin upstate, just close friends and family; I came a few years later.”
Steve tried to smile but everything Joel was saying sounded so absurd. The two had a proper introduction when everyone got to the Tower, once you left to find Bruce. After the DNA testing, Steve had taken Joel to the kitchen, where they made sandwiches and talked.
“How did you get here?”
Joel took a bite of his sandwich and shrugged. “Lang pretty much perfected time travel.”
“Scott?”
“No,” Joel laughed. “Cassie, she’s part of the team now. Took some convincing, but she finally joined us.”
Steve asked what team he was referring to and Joel grinned. “The Avengers.”
Before he could ask another question, you walked into the kitchen; you looked a little apprehensive, so he got up and walked over to you. Steve touched your shoulder and asked if everything was okay.
“He’s our son,” you said abruptly, pushing past him. Joel was staring at you from his seat at the table and stood up when you reached him – he had Steve’s blue eyes, but it was your expressions he wore. You saw it now, that he looked a lot like you and suddenly, it wasn’t so bad. He stood taller than you and when you reached up to touch the side of his face, tears fell from his eyes.
“Thank god you look more like me than your dad, he sure got hit by the ugly stick.”
Steve laughed in the background and Joel embraced you, like he did before but this time you held him back. You stood there together for what seemed like a lifetime, feeling the bond of mother and son, even if the two of you were virtually strangers. Steve watched as Joel held you, resting his chin on your shoulder and noticed the odd look on his face – it was an expression he had seen in the mirror before, when he thought he lost Bucky during the war, it was an expression of heartache.
Steve’s room was quiet as he laid on the bed, hands under his head. It was after midnight and Joel had taken up one of the extra rooms down the hall. The three of you had spent the entire night getting to know each other and even oddly, sharing a round of beers – not before Steve asked Joel his age.
“You know you gave me my first drink of beer at 12.”
“Steve Rogers,” you yelled, laughing at the notion that Steve would do such a thing. “And here I thought you were a hard ass for rules.”
“He lightened up once he became a parent,” Joel explained – the three of you shared a laugh and that’s how the night went. Laughs and little anecdotes, and everyone avoiding the real question – why had Joel come to visit? He was hiding something, and Steve could sense it, but even he was afraid to ask; some things might be better left unsaid. Then there was the fact that he and you were married in the future, had a family and life together – he had never once thought to blink twice in your direction, not that he didn’t find you attractive but you were his friend. He had confided in you in many ways and it never crossed his mind to cross that line.
It was a lot to think about.
Steve laid still, hoping to fall asleep, but a quiet knock on his door had him sitting up. He called out to whoever was there, when the door opened, you walked in. You closed the door behind you, and he got up from the bed, asking if something was wrong.
“Is Joel okay?”
“He’s fine, he’s asleep, I needed to see you.”
He crossed his arms against his chest, very aware that he was just in boxers and a sleeveless undershirt. You didn’t seem to notice or at least pretended you hadn’t.  “What’s going on?”
Steve approached you, keeping a little distance as you studied his face, noticing for the first time that you could easily fall for him – you knew Steve, more than some. Knew what pissed him off and what could make him smile, knew how strong of a leader he was but also could read his face like the back of your hand. There was also the fact that he was attractive, but that never mattered to you – it was always about the heart and Steve had the biggest one.
“Kiss me.”
“What?’
Steve’s look of confusion made you smile, shrugging lightly, you touched the side of his face. “We have a son, Steve, a son! That means somewhere down the line we get together; I just can't stop thinking about it.”
‘I can’t either,” he admitted. The two of you awkwardly drew closer to each other, holding back chuckles as you wrapped both arms around his neck, feeling his hands on your waist. His touch was warm, and it felt strange at first because your friend was touching you in such an intimate way and when you kissed him, both of you laughed.
“I feel like I’m back in grade school.”
“Same,” Steve grinned and removed his hands from your body. “We should get some sleep, want me to walk you back to your room?’
“No, I don’t want to be alone, can I stay with you?”
He realized then that you seemed to be suffering from all the over thinking too, so he said yes. You got into his bed, the left side and relaxed under the blanket. Steve stood there for a moment, watching as you yawned and snuggled against his pillow. Smiling to himself, he got back into bed, the right side, and faced you. His eyes glanced over you face, the softness in your cheeks as your eyes closed to rest, and he realized he could get used to it – having you next to him in bed.
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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 5 years ago
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What We Did, pt. 24
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Summary:  After finding out you were pregnant, Bucky agrees to help you leave the hero life. The two of you go to Seattle, and hamper down for six months until you start dreaming of a certain someone. Convinced the dreams are a sign, you and Bucky go back to New York. Will everyone be happy to see the pair of you? What questions will they have? And will the lie Bucky and you made up finally resurface?  
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my main bitch @childishhoebinoo again. THIS IS A BIT SHORT, SORRY!
Warnings: //cheating//pregnancy//ADULT STUFF//
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Chapter Twenty-Four: Rose-colored
“Well, baby is looking great – you have only a few weeks left,” the doctor looked away from the ultrasound monitor and smiled at you before turning attention to Bucky. “Now, Dad, make sure to keep mom and baby happy.”
He laughed and nodded. “Will do.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” she smiled and handed over the ultrasound photos over to you. “I’ll let the girls in the front know you’re coming in next week. I’ll see you two then.”
Bucky and you thanked her and when she leaves, he helps you up. You get dressed while Bucky admires the ultrasound and the two of you feel it in the air – impending parenthood. It’s not like you are afraid, but you were afraid.
“I can’t believe I’m going to be someone’s fucking mom,” you cried out dramatically. Bucky laughed and told you it will be fine. “Sure, you’re going to be great – but I’m a fucking train wreck.”
“Sweetheart, you are not a fucking train wreck; sailor mouthed? Yes, but you’re going to be a great mom,” Bucky insisted as he grabbed a hold of your wrist; he gently tugged you to him and kissed you on the mouth. The kiss was soft and warm, and you wondered briefly, if having sex on an examination table would be completely uncomfortable. The thought passes when your stomach growled and Bucky grinned.
“Come on, I’ll buy us lunch.”
The restaurant is quiet as the two of you eat a late lunch; Bucky ordered a hamburger while you went for a chicken sandwich. It’s delicious and the baby is happy, which makes you happy. Your stomach almost touches the edge of the table and Bucky lovingly teases when you can’t reach over for a napkin.
“Yes, let’s make fun of the pregnant lady – I’ll remember that when it comes time to change a shitty diaper.”
“You act like I’m not excited to change diapers,” Bucky argued back playfully. You rolled your eyes and sighed at the sound of your cell going off. You don’t want to pick it up, but it’s Tony. Bucky tells you to answer it and when you do, the man is talking a mile a minute.
“Hold on, Tony, what’s going on?”
“Barton, he got the papers.”
“We just finalized them the other day,” you pointed out.
Tony laughed. “What can I say, my lawyers work fast.”
Your heart dropped as you looked over to Bucky. “So, the lawyers sent Clint the custody agreement? He hasn’t called me.”
The expression on Bucky’s face was evident – displeased and a little worried as you listened to Tony explain the situation. You knew Bucky hadn’t been completely on board with the custody agreement Tony and you came up with, but he wanted to support you. He sat in on the phone conferences with the lawyers Pepper had hired and stayed quiet. You knew he thought Clint was a good man, because he was but you wanted to protect the baby, Bucky and admittedly, yourself.
Tony sighed. “No, he’s far too busy blowing up my cell. He’s become very colorful with his words, the messages are, honestly, performance art.”
“Fuck, I have to call him – he needs to know it’s not your fault. I came to you – you were just being a good friend. Thank you, Tony. I’ll take care of it.”
“No worries, kid. You know Pep and I are in your corner.”
The two of you hang up and suddenly the chicken sandwich didn’t look so good; you placed the phone down on the table and looked to Bucky – he was quietly contemplating something because you had to say his name twice before he looked to you.
You smiled at him and asked if he was okay. “I knew the lawyers sending the papers would get Clint going and I know you never were really onboard with all this…”
“No,” Bucky shook his head and reached down for your hand. He squeezed it tight and brought it up to his lips, giving your knuckles a light kiss. “I’m always going to be at your side, everything I really care about, everything that matters to me – it’s right here at this table. I don’t care what anyone thinks, it doesn’t matter how we ended up here, I’m just glad it happened.”
“Me too.”
Bucky grinned, letting your hand go to dig something out of his jacket pocket. You watched as he brought out a small velvet box, your heart raced as he smiled sheepishly. “I got this the day after you talked about getting married, I guess, I was afraid. I wasn’t sure if us getting married would be just for the kid…”
“God, no, Bucky….”
He nodded. “I know that now, but honestly, even if it was, I would have still married you. I’ve always loved you, doll. From the moment we met, I just loved you and when you told me you were pregnant – I just didn’t want you to do it alone. I didn’t want to see you doing this by yourself, not that you couldn’t.”
The two of you laughed and you leaned in to kiss him again, touching the side of his face. “I don’t want this with anyone else, I don’t,”
“Me neither, so let’s do this, yeah?”
Bucky took out the ring, it was a rose-colored gold braided with small diamonds all around it; it was lovely, and it was more than what you could ever imagine. He took your left hand, his mouth curved into a small, hopeful smile.
“What do you say? Marry this old Brooklyn boy, please.”
“Of course,” you cried out, holding back tears as he slipped on the ring. It was a perfect it and, in that moment, everything else didn’t matter. Throwing both arms around his neck, you kissed Bucky hard and long, forgetting all together how-to breath.
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