#brb crying 🥹😭💗

[laurfilijames]

I just wanted to say how much I love your fics, especially the Deadfall series and all your Will-centered ones! I’m extremely picky about the fics I read, but yours consistently exceed my expectations—the writing, the character portrayal, and the smut—everything is just perfect.

Anon... you sweet person, whoever you are, please please know how much this message means to me and how you sent it at the perfect time 💗 I've wanted to keep this in my inbox because looking at it makes me so happy and I didn't want that feeling to leave, but I know I'll remember this for a very long time to come.

I am so happily surprised that you love Fallout so much 🥹 and also my Will fics! To hear that you're picky with choosing what you read yet think that my stories exceed your expectations just has me absolutely floored! I don't think I've ever received a compliment like this and I'm a bit speechless because of it, so I'll thank you again, because this has given me the bout of confidence I've needed to push through and continue doing what I do after experiencing a bit of a slump.

Thank you a million times. I am incredibly grateful for you and appreciate you sending this more than I can even convey.

Thank you 🫂💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

[sogoodtoheritsvicious]

the sweetest devotion 🧸

summary: you and niall have a very special announcement…🍼

vicious speaks: my first niall fic and my first baby fic! thank you @pansexualdarling for the request, i hope this is what you had in mind 🫶🏼

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niallhoran Baby Horan coming April 2025 🤎

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yourusername I can’t wait to go on this new journey with you 🤍

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username1 NIALL AND YN ARE GONNA BE PARENTS, I’M GONNA CRY 😭 congratulations!!

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maura.horan You two will be amazing parents 🥰

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↳ niallhoran Love you

zayn congratulations 🎈

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username2 i just know fans who grew up with niall are crying tears of joy right now

yourbff i can’t wait to meet them <3

↳ yourusername You’re gonna be the BEST Godmother

harrystyles ❤️

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username3 having been a yn fan for years, i’ve watched her go through a lot in the romance department and to see her finally get her happy ending with a man as loving as niall has me crying so many tears. congratulations, you both deserve this happiness❣️

↳ yourusername wow, this comment is so beautiful!! thank you for the support over the years and especially for this lovely message 🥹🫶🏼

greghoran00123 Ready for my Godfather duties 🫡

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louist91 congrats mate! you’re both gonna be great 👍🏼

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username4 all the boys commenting has me so emotional 🥹

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yourbff “hello” 🥹

username1 baby’s nickname being ‘little love’ is so precious <3

yoursister cute cute cute

username2 they don’t even know they have global superstar niall horan serenading them

niallhoran ❤️

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username she has two of the best singers in the game as parents, her lullabies are gonna go so hard

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yourusername we’re so excited to meet you, princess 💞

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niallhoran my heart is bursting with so much love

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yoursister brb gonna run to the nearest mall to buy out all their baby girl products

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username2 niall being a girl dad makes so much sense

↳ yourusername right?? the man was born to be a girl dad 🤷🏼‍♀️

↳ username3 i love how she always takes time to interact with fans whether its niall’s or her own

yourmom she’s gonna have every single one of us wrapped her adorable little finger 💕

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yourbrother she’s about to have an overprotective dad and five uncles that are just as protective 💪🏼

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username3 who knew niall having a baby would be the reason we’d be getting content from the boys after so long

maura.horan can’t wait to snuggle her!

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niallhoran babymoonin’ 🏝️

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yourusername 🩷☀️🌊☕️

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maura.horan those smiles 🥰

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yourbff you’re both glowing 🥹

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yourcousin have so much fun!! bring me back a seashell 🐚

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username1 you look so happy in that last slide 😭

↳ niallhoran i was really excited for the coffee

↳ yourusername can confirm his happiness was 100% coming from that damn coffee

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yoursister third pic is so cute 🫶🏼

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yourusername Escaped from the womb! Wanted: For stealing her parents’ hearts on April 15th, 2025. Goes by the name of Emma Grace Horan. 4 LBS, 14 OZ, 18.5 inches. Last seen: the crib

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niallhoran She must pay for her crimes

yourbff oh my God this is the cutest announcement ever 😭

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username1 when i’m in a cute birth announcement competition and yn is my opponent

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yourmom she can steal my heart any day 🥹

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yourbrother she’s definitely not hiding out at my house 🙅🏻

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↳ harrystyles what the hell sure

↳ greghoran00123 i’ll hide her in my pocket

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maura.horan The cutest little criminal 💖

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username3 guys she has two singers as parents, we’re about to get the cutest songs about her <3

↳ yourusername i might already be writing something…🎶👀

↳ username4 oh my God

↳ username5 i’ll grab the tissues

yoursister i love her so much 🫶🏼

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username1 she’s so tiny!!

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username2 that looks so good, drop the name

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yourusername “what i never knew i always wanted” is out now 🤍

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niallhoran my whole world ❤️

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username1 “thought i was a happy on my own ‘til you came and proved me wrong” i’m crying

yourbff such a beautiful song 🫶🏼

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username2 “you’re stealin’ every bit of my heart with your daddy’s eyes, what a sweet surprise” 🥹🥹

maura.horan emma’s going to love this song when she’s old enough to understand it 🤗

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username3 “i didn’t know there was a hole, something missing in my soul ‘til you filled it up with your love” this song is so fucking beautiful!!!

yoursister i’m crying 🥺

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username4 your family is so precious 🫶🏼

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yourmom on repeat!!

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[luminousnotmatter]

That means everything to me, thank you, My Petal @whisperofsong . 🥹💗🧡💛✨

❄️✨we’re happy tonight✨❄️

a little Rhett Abbott moodboard + drabble poem✨ for sweet @lewmagoo ‘s Christmas celebration✨ song: winter wonderland - Bing Crosby ✨ warnings: one brief mention of whiskey, if that counts. nothing else that I can think of. hope it brings joy. ^u^ 🩵✨❄️

tagging: @bradshawsbaby , @whisperofsong , and @ryebecca , just ‘cause they’re three of my favorite fellow Rhett Girlies™️ 🫶🏻

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ranch chores

in the

aching freeze

and early dark

of wyoming’s

december

probably shouldn’t

be

this.

this peace

this wonder

this magic.

but they are

and

maybe

it’s his doing.

maybe

it’s the width

of his

shoulders

covered in the familiar

shade

of blue carhartt

cut out stark and strong

against

the snow’s fresh

blanket

moonlight white.

nut brown hair

curls out

under his hand-knit cap

a gift from her mom.

or perhaps

the magic of right now

lingers

hanging

in the air

with their breath

puffy clouds

as they talk and work

plan together

small talk and dreams

quietly trusting

easy.

tender familiarity

is peace

she’s learned

so has he.

bells

clear and sweet

mingle

with cattle noise.

looking up

she spies them

and

the mistletoe

nailed on a barn beam

no doubt

a sweet scheme

of his.

sure enough

he pins her

grinning

“caught’ya.”

whiskey and

gingerbread

flavor

the kiss

a spicy

warming

burn.

a calf bawls

she laughs

he echoes

the ranch

always calling.

what does it mean when

you’ve found

your favorite soul?

magic.

work done

their home glowing

golden

bright

beckons them back

yet they linger

gloved fingers

squeeze.

taking in

the winter wonder

of tonight.

they’re happy.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ARI MLL IM SO SORRY THAT THIS IS SENT OUT SO LATE HSJSJS. I FEEL SO BAD FOR NOT REPLYING EARLIER 😭 it was assessment week and istg everyday was just filled with assignments/exams/pracs etc. i just wanna go back to high school already!! i’m not mentally prepared for this ☹️☹️

UR SO REAL ABT THE JJK DILFS THO. like they’ve raised my standards up for men so high haksjsj. i so badly want, no, NEED a college bf! geto in my life to make my very own uni life a lil more bearable. HES SO BF CODED OMG 😻 okok but hear me out. geto playing guitar?? i repeat. GETO PLAYING GUITAR??? more specifically ELECTRIC GUITAR PHEWWW. i’m sorry it’s been plaguing my mind for the past few days but i so believe that geto can play guitar w ease. hsjsjsj guitarist! geto has me melting icl 😭✋ with his piercings nd tattoos nd the reading glasses he wears at home hshshshs. its not a want, it’s a need 😔

AHHH UR SO RIGHT ABT STEM GIRLIES AND LIBERAL ARTS GIRLIES HOLDING HANDS HSJJSJ. us stem girlies have sm respect for you guys 🙇‍♀️ from what i’ve heard, lit is a pretty tough major (i took lit as an atar subject back in hs and i FAILED LMAOO). plus lit girlies are so knowledgeable it js blows my mind away. like give me ur brain please 🙏

i’ve tried getting out of my reading slump (WE’RE GETTING THERE WOOHOO!!) like i’ve recently started little woman by louis may alcott (a classic ik idk why i’m even referencing it shshs) and so far it’s pretty good! sometimes the dialogue throws me off a little since it was written so long ago and my mind just goes blank as soon as i read anything that’s not modern day english (i’m talking anything published before the 2000s 😭). i watched the movie a while ago so i’m kinda excited to see if there’s any major differences between the books and the movies. apparently there are a few but i didnt listen in further bc i didn’t wanna spoil myself hahah. welp ig i’ll k when i commit to actually finishing the book.

i haven’t heard abt the travelling cat chronicles yet but i’ll sure be adding it to my tbr 🫡 I LOVE LOVE LOVE CATS SMMM!! ive always just preferred cats more than dogs idkk. speaking abt cats, i have two ragdoll cats hsjsjs. funnily enough, someone pointed out that they somewhat remind them of gojo 😹😹 whelp i fear that i might as well grow up to be an old cat lady hsjsj. not that i’m complaining tho 🤭 really out of the blue question but dy have any pets? 👀 i’m just curious hahah.

also thank u so so so much for the advice ari! i’ll definitely be checking out the summaries + quotes for any future books i wanna read. and nooo ur not incompetent at all, don’t worry!! and thank u sm for being so supportive bby i have sm love for you 💗 AND YEAH I AGREE, READING IS SM FUN WHEN YOU’RE NOT BEING FORCED INTO IT.

and aww the tags were absolutely no problem at all! ur geto drabble was written SO WELL. like ari bby you are so talented and i cannot emphasise that enough. you have a way with words and it’s so admirable!! ++ you nailed geto’s characterisation so well, i was genuinely in awe while reading it. ahhh i still think abt it even to this day!! cult leader geto plagues my mind once a week istg. SAME W HIM AND HIS DYNAMIC W SATORU. like hello?? every time i hear abt satosugu i wanna BAWL MY EYES OUT. they’re soulmates (both platonically and somewhat romantically?? idk if you can have both hahah). but omigosh they’re so tragic shskajsjs. brb i’m not crying, i’m chopping up onions!! !! !! 😃

OMG THAT RESEMBLANCE BETWEEN GOJO AND RHE KITTY CAT OMFDDHDH. someone tell me they’re twins and i’ll believe every. single. word. thank u sm for the treat ari, i hope ur day/night is going well!! i’m so sorry that this is long overdue but i genuinely LOVE talking to you bby <333 remember to take care of urself too! ilysm 💞🥹

p.s hes so fine i swearrrr 😍 i saw this on twitter and it’s been my roman empire ever since

UKIIIII MY BELOVED PLS FORGIVE ME FOR THE WAIT 😔😔😔 i’m finally here !!!!!!

first of alllll i hope your studies n work have gone well!!!!!! 🥺🥺 you know i’m always cheering you on hehe. i just have a month left n then i’m free but i’m not sure how it is for you :’3 i hope you’ll get to rest properly soon!!!!

ANDDDDDDDD GUITARIST!SUGU. GOOD GOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 your hcs of him made me LOSE it i hope you know that…… he’s literally so bf…… PLSSS PIERCINGS AND TATTOOS AND READING GLASSES ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 OUGHHH UKI I NEED HIM SO BAD….. he would strum his pretty guitar for you on nights you couldn’t sleep 🥺🥺 i just know he would!!!!! he’s such a loverboy…..

LIBERAL ARTS GIRLIES 🤝 STEM GIRLIES FR….. from my perspective stem subjects are a LOT more difficult i rlly can’t overstate how impressed i am by how much you guys study …… 😭😭 i’ve heard . horror stories abt it LMAO…..

AND THE BOOKSSSSS i’m so proud of you for trying to get out of your reading slump uki!!!!!! i actually haven’t read little women yet hehe, pls tell me if it ends up being good!!!!! i’ve heard great things abt it….. AND AND ANDDD i get you!!!! i think it’s important to pick books that are written in ways that you like!!! it’s easy to think that older books are like . harder to read and relate to but that’s usually more bc of the author than the time period!!! i prefer mine to be from around the 1800s-1900s and they aren’t difficult to understand at all!! some classics are super hard to get into bc of how just. Heavy they are writing wise (side eyeing shakespeare n dostoevsky rn) but others aren’t!!! one classic i absolutely adore is the stranger by albert camus, idk if you’re interested in existentialism but!!! the writing is very pretty :3

anyway anyway…. FELLOW CAT PERSONNNN i knew i could trust you!!!! and you have ragdolls!!! 🥺🥺 my current housemate has four of them LMAO and they all look like gojo ngl …. act like him too……. this little guy just follows me around n sleeps in my lap and yaps <33333

BUT YES i think you’d really love the travelling cat chronicles!!!! i read it so quickly bc it’s just. so lovely!!!! and pretty!!!!! and cute n sweet :(((( i love it lots!!!!! but it made me sob so much… so pls make sure you have tissues close by if you read it……

ANDDDD again 🥺🥺🥺 thank you sooooo much for being so sweet …. you rlly are too kind!!!!! i’m so happy you like my geto, i loveloveloveee yours too <33333 AND . YES. i cry over stsg all the time too…. sniffle……. they’re soulmates both platonically and romantically imo :’3 they just . belong together no matter what!!!!!! wish they weren’t so doomed by the narrative tho…..

THANK YOU SO MUCHHH FOR CHATTING W ME SWEETIE <33333 i hope you’re doing soso well!!!!! and i rlly am sorry abt how long you’ve had to wait for this response 😭😭 my brain has Not been braining correctly recently. but i adore you sb 🥺

[callsign-jinx]

Tasting the Ashes Chapter 17 "Brb I'm gonna cry" is me right now at the perfect chaotic amazingness that Tasting the Ashes | Ch. 16: ⭐️FAM⭐ chat is, the supportive brotherly sweetness that Tasting the Ashes | Ch. 17: Bradley - Jake is, and the absolutely adorable CUTENESS that little doggo is!!!!

Honestly though, that ⭐FAM⭐ chat is incredible!!! All the different people, all of them having their own unique voice! I love when in the beginning all the OGs are like, "omg, our kids are here?!?!?" - it's hilarious!!! And the Jinx-Amelia-Mickey Holy Trinity of Memes, Roasting and Comedy!!! Love, love, love them!!! Also, "ANOTHER GROUP CHAT WITH THE DWARF?" - had me rolling with laughter, Goose is irreplacable and I am so glad and thankful that he LIVES!!!💗 Penny's "He's just a short king" is also so funny, oh my goodness. And my darling Bradley being so so thoughful and lovely to plan this for Ash!!! 🥹 And the wonderful, amazing, incredible supporting family all changing their program for Ash!!!! 🥹😭💗 My heart!!!! 💗💗💗 I love them all so, so much!!! 🥹😭💗💗💗 Jake offering his house as venue and Red complimenting him is so cute. Ron's "We're going? is just hilarious too. Nat saying "Rooster needs us" is so wholesome and heartmelting. The whole thing is heartmelting, and so, so sweet. I love it!!! 💗💗💗 So excited to see all these wonderful characters in the same place, interacting with each other!

And Chapter 17 is so lovely and exciting, I love that Jake tells Bradley about his plan to propose. 💗 And Bradley being so supportive, oh my goodness!!! 💗

Also, I just realised that I have yet to thank you for the Seeing Red Afterstory. It is such an amazing idea, and thank you so much for putting in all the effort into making it! 💗

AND THE PUPPY IS SO CUTE, I CAN'T EVEN!!! AWWWW 💗💗💗

Anyways, love, love, love these chapters and I am so excited to see how it goes. But do take all the time you need, don't feel like there is any pressure! Rest as well, my Darling, you have spoilt us so much with these incredible beauties!!! 💗💗💗💗

Love, as always 💗💗💗💗

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Honestly though, that ⭐FAM⭐ chat is incredible!!! All the different people, all of them having their own unique voice! I love when in the beginning all the OGs are like, "omg, our kids are here?!?!?" - it's hilarious!!! And the Jinx-Amelia-Mickey Holy Trinity of Memes, Roasting and Comedy!!! Love, love, love them!!! Also, "ANOTHER GROUP CHAT WITH THE DWARF?" - had me rolling with laughter, Goose is irreplacable and I am so glad and thankful that he LIVES!!!💗 Penny's "He's just a short king" is also so funny, oh my goodness. And my darling Bradley being so so thoughful and lovely to plan this for Ash!!! 🥹 And the wonderful, amazing, incredible supporting family all changing their program for Ash!!!! 🥹😭💗 My heart!!!! 💗💗💗 I love them all so, so much!!! 🥹😭💗💗💗 Jake offering his house as venue and Red complimenting him is so cute. Ron's "We're going? is just hilarious too. Nat saying "Rooster needs us" is so wholesome and heartmelting. The whole thing is heartmelting, and so, so sweet. I love it!!! 💗💗💗 So excited to see all these wonderful characters in the same place, interacting with each other!

IT. WAS. SO. INCREDIBLY. HARD. TO. MAKE.

Like yeah, having to portray their different personalities, making sure that at least all of them had a line or two, making them interact with their partners in a way that also portrayed how their relationships work. Like for example, Nat being being more empathetic and telling Javy that Rooster needs them, Bob saying 'Hollie isn't ready for a road trip' when she was perfectly fine five minutes earlier, Payback being a bit more funny about it, Jake literally saying 'we're going' because (this will be talked in the thanksgiving chapter) but after the whole kidnapping, Liam became attached to Rooster, even more than before, and the pilot had to spend a lot of time at Jake and Red's house. And Jake will always be grateful for that.

So this whole chat was absolutely nuts and it took me more than I want to admit to make it.

Thanks for all the love sweetie 💚💚

[elixirfromthestars]

CAIT! THIS! WAS! SO! ADORABLE! 🥹🩷🩷🩷 You had me smiling the entire time omgggg 🥰 You might’ve just influenced me to buy a lights projector 👀💖

As always, all my reactions under the cut ✉︎ᯓᡣ𐭩

First off, a secret santa, a cheesy Hallmark rom-com, and a yummy Christmas morning breakfast potluck??? Sign me up please!!!! 🥰❤️ I haven’t eaten breakfast yet, so this made me hungry lol 😂🩷

Something I always love about your fics is how you incorporate everyone with all these little details that make it feel so natural and real. Like I read these little things and I’m like yeah Sam would be impatient about finding out his secret santa, Peter snd Sam would be the first to finish eating to get the present exchange started, and oh yeah Nat would totally have the best Christmas wrapping skills. Do I make sense? I hope so 😂🩷

"What'd you get?" Sam asks. You don't respond at first, taking in the packaging of the box. A northern lights projector.

-> Omg, what a cute gift 🥰 (I said before reading the flashback.)

-> OMG ARE YOU KIDDING ME THATS THE SWEETEST GIFT EVER 😭❤️❤️ (I said after reading the flashback)

I don’t even know where to start with this cute little flashback 🥹🩷 The mission moments you write are always so good 🫶🏼💕

Even though he won't say it, you know he wants to see the northern lights as badly as you do. He's made it obvious by the way he glances out the window every so often to check.

You've been hoping that they'd make an appearance for him as much as for yourself. He's technically seen them before - decades ago. But never as himself. Never as Bucky.

^ Brb, I’m going to go cry for a bit 🤧 Never as Bucky?? UGH 😭

As someone who has eaten shit many times with black ice before, I feel her pain 🥲 Black ice is no joke 🤧

You're over three thousand miles from New York, but it doesn't feel like you're far from home at all.

Bucky and you have been mission partners for quite some time now, and he has a way of making you feel like you're at home, no matter where you're actually at. His presence is familiar and comforting - whether you're at the compound, or in a different country, or in Alaska - the familiarity and comfort of home is there, as long as he is.

^ EXCUSE ME? 🥹🩷🩷 HOME IS WHERE HE IS, YES I AGREEEE 😭🩷🩷

The fact that he sprinted inside all excited to tell her about the lights and help her up to go see them, oh Bucky Barnes the man that you are 🥹🩷🩷🩷 And the northern lights in the background was just like the prettiest visual ever 🌌✨

"I'd give anything to be able to see this where we live," you breathe. You glance up at him to find him already looking at you. "Wouldn't you?" You ask him. "I really would."

^ He. Was. Already. Looking. At. Her. Ahhhh, my heart 🥹💗

I love that she got him such a personal gift, and he did too for her because it just speaks so much to how well they know each other 🥺🩷 And the way he switched with Nat, so he could give her the gift cause he was all nervous ahhh 🥹🩷

It had been a fleeting thought when you stared into his eyes under the colorful Alaskan sky - how beautiful it would be to kiss someone under such a serene and mesmerizing sky. How beautiful it would be to kiss him, here. It was a thought that you shoved down, out of fear for crossing a line and making yourself look like an idiot.

It's a thought that is once again at the forefront of your mind, sitting beside him in your bedroom under the imitation aurora. Under the true northern lights, or under your bedroom ceiling in New York - it doesn't matter. You think kissing him would be beautiful anywhere. And so you do.

^ 1000% I agree. A kiss from Bucky anywhere would be beautiful 😌💖💖 Mhm. 😌🩷🩷 And the kiss that follows is such a sweet moment under the projector lights!! 🥹💗💗 And not him asking if that’s was his present 😂❤️

"My ma used to have one just like this," he murmurs in awe. He grabs your hand in his and brings it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "Thank you. It's perfect."

He turns to place it behind him on your mattress before pulling your face to his once more. It's shorter than the kiss before, but just as tender and sweet. "But just so you know, you could have just given me a kiss, and I would've been just as thrilled."

^ This was so sweet omg 🥺 It probably brought so many memories back for him 🥺🩷 What a way to end it 🤧💕

Cait, you gave us such a beautiful mutual pining/friends to lovers fic and I cannot thank you enough for sharing such lovely stories with us 🥹💖💖 You write friends to lovers so wonderfully and I will always be there to relish every word written 🫶🏼💕

starry eyed

bucky barnes x reader

word count: 3.2k

summary: reader gets a special gift from her secret santa

warnings/tags: mostly just fluff, mutual pining, friends to lovers, avenger!reader, no use of y/n, one minor injury, language, kissing and some sensuality

author's note: short little feel good christmas fic! everyone is alive and happy because i say so. i originally got the idea for this fic last winter, but i hadn't got back into writing at that time. happy that i was able to put it into words finally.

my masterlist

“So, whose name did you draw?”

You shove your hand into an oven mitt, grabbing a large dish out of the oven. Everyone had been assigned to bring a different breakfast food to the Christmas morning potluck.

Sam brought chocolate chip pancakes, Steve brought a shit ton of sausage links, and Sharon brought a giant fruit platter to name a few. You figured that the easiest, cheapest way to help feed a group of a dozen people is a couple tubes of Pillsbury cinnamon rolls.

“That kinda takes the secret out of Secret Santa.”

Bucky leans on the island in the middle of the compound’s kitchen, drinking his second cup of coffee of the morning. His breakfast dish of choice? A sack of two dozen McDonald’s hash browns.

“I was just testing you,” Bucky jokes. “You passed. Do you want to know who got your name?”

“No!” You whack his stomach with the oven mitt and he feigns injury. “I do not. Have I passed all of your tests?”

“I’m proud,” Bucky says after a big gulp of coffee. “You’re stronger than Sam, at least. He’s been asking everyone who drew his name for the last week.”

You roll your eyes. “He does that every year and no one ever tells him.”

Your friends begin filing into the kitchen, everyone grabbing plates and piling them high with all of the food scattered across the island. After making your plate, you retreat to the living room and nestle yourself between Natasha and Sharon on the couch.

Everyone is so occupied with stuffing their faces that there’s hardly any conversation. You halfway pay attention to the Hallmark Christmas rom-com playing on the television as you devour a stack of pancakes and hash browns.

Truthfully, you had hoped to draw Bucky’s name from the hat. You had a gift in mind for him already, and if you’d gotten his name then it would have presented you with the perfect opportunity to give it to him without any pressure for him to give you a gift in return.

You ended up drawing Sharon's name, but you decided to get the present for Bucky, anyway – a vintage tabletop phonograph from the forties that you’d snagged for an incredible deal on eBay. You didn’t put it under the gargantuan Christmas tree with all of the other gifts. It sits in your bedroom, waiting for you to give it to him later today when you’re not surrounded by all of your close friends.

To no one’s surprise, Sam and Peter are the first people to finish eating and immediately begin handing out all of the presents under the tree. You’re still finishing up your breakfast when Peter practically throws a small box wrapped in snowmen print paper towards you.

It's addressed to you, from your Secret Santa. Right off the bat, you’re sure that the gift didn’t come from Natasha – you know how much pride that she puts into gift wrapping. Not that this gift is wrapped poorly, but compared to Natasha’s typically extravagant bows, you’re confident that she wasn't the one who wrapped this present.

You also notice that the handwriting appears to be more on the masculine side. It looks familiar, though you can’t say with confidence who it belongs to.

“Alright, who wants to go first?” Sam says loudly enough to quiet all the chatter going on. “No one would spoil my gift for me and I’m getting impatient.”

You and Bucky share a knowing glance and eye roll at his words. He sits in a recliner directly across from you, holding the gift from his own Secret Santa.

“I’ll go first,” you offer excitedly, giving the box in your lap a small shake that gives nothing away.

You carelessly tear at the wrapping paper until it’s in pieces by your feet on the floor.

“What’d you get?” Sam asks.

You don’t respond at first, taking in the packaging of the box.

A northern lights projector.

You feel warmth spread across your cheeks and you can’t help but smile down at the gift in your hands, no longer having any doubt about who this gift came from.

One Month Ago

“These Spaghettios expired a couple weeks ago. Do you think we should risk it?”

You stand in the small kitchen of the Alaskan safe house, rifling through the limited options in the pantry. Some instant oatmeal packets, a few cans of Beanee Weenees, and the aforementioned expired Spaghettios are tonight’s dinner choices.

You can’t say you’re surprised – you’ve been doing this job for a while, and poorly stocked safe houses are pretty much the standard in this line of work. It doesn't help that this is the fifth night that you and Bucky have spent in this particular safe house, and you've eaten through all of the better options at this point.

“If you want to risk getting food poisoning in addition to that sprained ankle, then you go for it. I'll be sticking to the oatmeal.” Bucky reaches around you, grabbing a packet of maple and brown sugar oatmeal from the shelf that you stand in front of.

He's right. The oatmeal is the safest option.

One more night of this, you remind yourself. Tomorrow night, you'd be back in the comfort of your room, where you can DoorDash Chinese food.

You sigh, grabbing the remaining packet of oatmeal.

“You know, I wouldn't even mind the food situation nearly as much if I could just see the lights. Five nights here and nothing,” you grumble.

It’s your first time in Alaska, and you had high hopes for being able to see the northern lights. Each night so far, after long days of recon, you’ve stayed up past the point of exhaustion checking to see if they’re visible.

So far, the weather had been nothing but rainy and dreary, making the sky close to impossible to see at night. The clouds finally let up some today, but you've still seen no hint of an aurora. Just inky blackness, a crescent moon, and a steady downpour of snow that began a few hours ago.

“You could always get one of those projectors,” he teases with a shrug. “Northern lights, galaxies, constellations… all right there on your bedroom ceiling.”

Even though he won’t say it, you know he wants to see the northern lights as badly as you do. He's made it obvious by the way he glances out the window every so often to check.

You’ve been hoping that they’d make an appearance for him as much as for yourself. He's technically seen them before – decades ago. But never as himself. Never as Bucky.

“Those are neat,” you agree glumly. “I've just always wanted to see them in person. Kinda a bucket list thing.”

Getting to witness them with him would be the cherry on top, but you don’t add that part.

Bucky insists that you sit down on the couch and ice your ankle while he prepares the instant oatmeal for the two of you. You’re too tired to protest, so you retreat to the sofa and flip through the limited number of channels on the old TV with your foot propped up.

Fucking black ice. The last day of this mission and everything had gone swimmingly up until you slipped on a patch of clear ice earlier today, twisting your ankle.

You’re just thankful that it happened in front of Bucky, and not Sam. You can only imagine the teasing that would have ensued if it had been Sam that saw you eat shit.

The two of you eat by the warmth of the dwindling fire while watching a Seinfeld re-run.

You’re over three thousand miles from New York, but it doesn’t feel like you’re far from home at all. Bucky and you have been mission partners for quite some time now, and he has a way of making you feel like you’re at home, no matter where you’re actually at. His presence is familiar and comforting – whether you’re at the compound, or in a different country, or in Alaska – the familiarity and comfort of home is there, as long as he is.

“I’m gonna go get some more wood for the fire before bed,” Bucky says when he finishes scarfing down his food. You give him a quick nod, your mouth still crammed full of oatmeal. “You stay here and try not to sprain anything else,” he teases with a glance at your foot that’s elevated on the coffee table in front of you.

You shoot him an obscene gesture once his back is to you. “You act like my leg got cut off,” you grumble as he exits the house.

No more than ten seconds pass before you hear him call your name from beyond the front door. You look over your shoulder with wide eyes and he all but sprints back into the house with an animated expression.

“What? What is it?”

“The lights. They’re visible,” he exclaims. He walks over to the couch, taking your bowl from you and sitting it on the end table next to you before you can process what’s happening. He offers his flesh hand to you in an attempt to help you up.

“Holy shit, really? You better not be messing with me.” You push yourself up off the couch, momentarily forgetting all about your ankle.

“I’m not messing with you,” he snorts. “Come see for yourself.”

Bucky wraps his arm around your waist and you throw yours over his shoulder, helping you walk to the porch without putting too much pressure on your injured foot. You lean into him, his body heat providing a nice reprieve from the night air as you step outside.

You don’t pull away, and neither does he.

Side by side, you stare up at the seemingly endless expanse of swirling rivers of blue and green. The auroral rays seem to dance across the sky, electrifying the night with the shimmering veils of color.

“Wow,” you whisper in awe. Wow doesn’t begin to cover how ethereal the phenomenon is, but you’re at a loss for words. It’s one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen.

You're acutely aware of the bitter chill of the cold wind. If it weren't for the fact that Bucky feels like a personal space heater, your teeth would be chattering. But with the view before you, you find it hard to care.

“I’d give anything to be able to see this where we live,” you breathe. You glance up at him to find him already looking at you.

“Wouldn't you?” You ask him.

“I really would.”

Present Day

“Oooh,” Natasha coos beside you, snapping you out of your memory. “A northern lights projector. I wonder who that could be from.”

You can tell by her tone of voice that she knows exactly who it’s from – even if you hadn't blatantly told her about seeing the northern lights on your mission with Bucky last month, she's too smart to not be able to figure it out herself.

You playfully elbow her in the side, silencing her teasing but the smirk on her face remains.

“Thank you, Santa,” you say with a glance at Bucky. “I love it.”

The rest of your friends open their presents one by one. You try your hardest to pay attention, but all you can think about is how perfect you think the gift that Bucky picked out for you is. He could have just given you a gift card, or a generic gag gift, but what he gave you is personal, and sentimental, and thoughtful.

When all of the Christmas morning festivities have come to an end, you retreat back to your bedroom with your presents. Despite getting many great gifts from your friends, the one from your Secret Santa is by far your favorite.

You unbox the projector and set it up on your nightstand before plugging it in. As soon as you press the power button, the ceiling of your room is covered in shades of blue and green that mimic the natural hues of the northern lights that you had witnessed first hand just a month prior.

You flick your light switch off, making it easier to envision yourself standing under the Alaska sky. Of course, there’s nothing like seeing the real thing, but it’s still pretty, and the meaning behind the gift is what makes you happier than anything.

Smiling to yourself beneath the undulating ribbons of turquoise and emerald, you can’t help but replay the memory of standing under the aurora with Bucky.

How he got so excited when he went outside and realized the lights were visible, the contrast of his warm body against the cold night air as he helped you stand on your hurt foot, and the way that he was smiling at you instead of taking in the scene before him –

Your phone chimes from your back pocket, drawing you back to reality.

A projection probably doesn’t really compare to the real thing, huh?

You smile at your phone, sitting down on your bed. You think of how you should respond when you remember the present you bought for Bucky that sits in your closet.

Come and see for yourself, you respond.

With his room being just a short distance down the hallway, it’s only a few moments before you hear a soft knock against your door.

“Come in,” you say softly.

You’re suddenly overcome with a wave of nerves, and you tell yourself it’s because you’re antsy about giving him the present you'd picked out for him.

Bucky eases into the room, closing the door behind him. He takes in the display across your ceiling with his hands shoved in his pockets – a nervous habit of his that you’ve noticed many times before, though you can’t pinpoint why he’d be nervous right now.

“Pretty cool,” he admits. He takes a seat in front of you on the edge of your bed and finally meets your gaze. “Can’t say it quite compares to the real thing, but at least it’s a whole lot warmer here.”

“The food is considerably better here, too,” you joke. “But really, thank you. It’s definitely the best Secret Santa gift I’ve ever received,” you add, cringing when you remember the toilet shaped coffee mug that Sam had gotten you two years ago.

You use it regularly, of course. But you like Bucky’s gift far more.

“And I got you a present, too,” you add in a small voice before you can chicken out. “I know I wasn’t your Secret Santa, so I hope you don’t think it’s weird. It’s okay if you don’t like—”

“Can I tell you something?” He interrupts you. He’s grinning big – the kind of grin that brings out the lines around his eyes. You snap your mouth shut and answer with a quick nod.

“I wasn’t your Secret Santa originally,” he sighs. “Natasha was. But I convinced her to switch names with me.”

“But why—”

“I got your present as soon as we got back from Alaska, but then I started overthinking it… just thought it would be easier to give it to you if I had the excuse of being your Secret Santa,” he shrugs.

You’re momentarily stunned. It dawns on you – he’d been worried about the exact thing you had. You’d been so worried about him being weirded out by you getting him a gift that you waited until you were alone to give it to him, and he’d been so worried about getting you a gift that he convinced someone else to let him have your name in Secret Santa.

How silly of both of you, you think.

He sits by you on your bed, waiting for your response with a patient, albeit uncertain expression. Your eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips.

It had been a fleeting thought when you stared into his eyes under the colorful Alaskan sky – how beautiful it would be to kiss someone under such a serene and mesmerizing sky. How beautiful it would be to kiss him, here. It was a thought that you shoved down, out of fear for crossing a line and making yourself look like an idiot.

It's a thought that is once again at the forefront of your mind, sitting beside him in your bedroom under the imitation aurora.

Under the true northern lights, or under your bedroom ceiling in New York – it doesn’t matter. You think kissing him would be beautiful anywhere.

And so you do.

Or he does – you’re not actually sure who leans forward first. But you are sure that he still tastes faintly of maple syrup and coffee from breakfast, and that when he cups your face in his flesh hand and tilts it to give him a better angle to sweep his tongue along your bottom lip, your brain turns to static white noise.

You let him set the pace – it’s slow and soft, like he’s trying to memorize the map that his tongue draws inside your mouth. You place one of your hands on the back of his neck, intertwining your fingers in the short tufts of hair.

Still holding your face in his hand, he pulls away with a gentle tug of your bottom lip between his teeth and looks at you in the blue-green glow of the projector’s illumination.

“Was that my present?” he smiles, rubbing his thumb across your cheek. You laugh, reeling in the afterglow of the kiss.

You drop your hand from his neck, and hold up a singular finger to him, indicating for him to give you a moment. You walk over to your closet, retrieving the large gift bag containing the phonograph.

When you walk back over to your bed, you turn on your bedside table lamp for a bit more light before handing him the bag.

He smiles, blushing faintly as he pulls the tissue paper out of the gift bag. He eases the package out of the bag slowly, as if he’s scared the contents will break. You watch as he takes his time with the unboxing, now feeling a fresh wave of nervousness at the anticipation of him seeing the gift.

His smile only grows once he realizes what it is.

“My ma used to have one just like this,” he murmurs in awe. He grabs your hand in his and brings it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. “Thank you. It's perfect.”

He turns to place it behind him on your mattress before pulling your face to his once more. It’s shorter than the kiss before, but just as tender and sweet.

“But just so you know, you could have just given me a kiss, and I would’ve been just as thrilled.”

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thanks for reading!! i had fun writing this cute little piece ♡

[whatever-lmaoo]

It’s a wee bit long so I’m gonna put it under the cut🥹

#“Waking up beside him was a gift.” A gift I’d cherish the most🥺

#“Because I wanna watch the sunrise with you,” why can’t this be my reality 😫😞

#“You lucked out with Bucky when it came to small romantic moments.” Literallyyyyy like why can’t every guy be like him🥹

#“I didn't hear 'sex with my amazing boyfriend' on that list. Kinda hurts my feelings.” You didn’t hear it because we’re already thinking about it pumpkin🤭🥵

#“You didn't always laugh this early in the morning and not every day began this bright, but every day was a bit lighter thanks to him.” Ma’ammmm that was so cute🥹🥺💗

#Ms.Navy I love that you’ve characterized this version of Bucky as the most thoughtful boyfriend ever!!! You’re really setting the bar high for all the gents out here😍🤭

#“but it was the little things that mattered.” Y’all know I live for the little things🥰

#“We’re good to each other,” Stawppp I love their relationship🥺

#“His hands made a difference in the world and your life, his calloused touch telling hundreds of stories.” A poet in disguise is what you are Ms.Navy🙂‍↔️

#“These give me plenty of heat.” And they give me plenty to dream about😵‍💫

#“But it’s easier to hold you like this and I wanna hold you when the sun comes up.” My heart🥹 brb just gonna go cry in a corner 😭💖

#“ It may not make sense, but the sunrise just looks more beautiful and hopeful because I have someone to share it with. And people say sunsets are a way to reset, but I’m just thankful because it was another day I got to spend with you.” He pressed a lingering kiss to your temple as your heart swelled. “Each day is a blessing because you're in my life.” Literally you’re gonna make me cry😭😭😭😭

#You wanna grow old with me?” Ofc we do bubba🥺 wouldn’t want to share those moments with anyone else 🥰

#“It isn't much. Sure as hell isn't what you deserve and I'm sorry for that,” let me stop you right there because I would marry you with paper rings and had our service in a local McDonald’s 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

#“I don't care. I said ‘yes’. Now’s the part where you put the ring on my finger,” LITERALLY MEEEEE, it was a yes when you first said it sweet cheeks 😍

#“I have the whole world because of you.” I don’t know if you ever saw the reboot where I mention this but I love your little thoughts 🥹 it’s like a piece of you is in every work of art that you create and I just think it’s so cute💖✨

#“I can change sex with my amazing boyfriend to fiancé,” the way I’d skip straight to husband 🤭

This was the cutest story!!! I love sunbeam and buckaroo’s relationship so much🥹😩 If I could create the perfect relationship for myself it would be a mix of Stud & Smartie’s and Sunbeam & Buckaroo’s🥰💖🌸 My tooth and heart were aching by the end of it😂💗

Sunrises and Sunsets

Pairing: Ranch Hand!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Bucky wants to watch a sunrise with you.

Word Count: Over 2k

Warnings: Fluff, reflecting, tooth rotting sweetness, a bit of sass, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: More Beach Fun Nonsense! Hope you lovelies enjoy. @bigtreefest requested for Ranch Hand!Bucky to either Go for a Swim (smut) or dig his Toes in the Sand (fluff - this won with my muse) with prompt #1 in bold. Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You woke up before the alarm went off thanks to Bucky. He normally did his best not to disturb your slumber if you didn't have to get up right away, unless he wanted you and you would gladly forgo sleep for that. But the soft kisses he placed along your shoulder and neck weren't rushed or needy. In the darkness you reached for his hand and felt him smile against your skin when you took it. It made you smile, too, and your heart beat faster in your chest. Waking up beside him was a gift.

“Morning,” you whispered, brushing some of the hair from his eyes when you turned to face him.

“Morning,” he whispered back, kissing the center of your forehead. “Time to get up.”

“No,” you groaned. You didn't glance at the time, but your inner alarm clock knew you had a few more minutes.

He chuckled and nipped your other shoulder hard enough to make you gasp. “Yes, Sunbeam,” he said, his tongue tracing the spot he bit. “Gonna watch the sun come up together before breakfast.”

“Why?” You asked. Today wasn't a special occasion or anniversary that you were aware of. He would have reminded you at some point or vice versa.

“Because I wanna watch the sunrise with you,” he replied, sliding a finger under your chin before you could hide your face in his chest. The room was dark, but you felt his gaze plead with you to get up. “Please?” He added for good measure.

With another groan, you gave in. “Fine,” you sighed, trying to hide your smile as you stretched under the sheets. You lucked out with Bucky when it came to small romantic moments. What other man would wake you just to watch the sunrise together? “Sun, breakfast, caffeine.”

“Turning on the light,” he warned, giving you time to cover your eyes when he leaned over to flip the lamp switch. He was thoughtful like that. “I didn't hear 'sex with my amazing boyfriend' on that list. Kinda hurts my feelings.”

You giggled and removed your hand, blinking more of the sleep from your eyes. “Sex is for after I have my caffeine.”

It was his turn to groan. “Fine,” he mocked in his best imitation of you, making you giggle again. You didn't always laugh this early in the morning and not every day began this bright, but every day was a bit lighter thanks to him. “C’mon. You can sleep later.”

“Whatever you say, Buckaroo,” you said as you sat up. You slid your feet into your slippers, your stomach fluttering because you know you didn't put them back in that spot yesterday. “Thank you,” you said, wiggling your toes.

“Can't let your feet touch the cold floor now, can I?” He winked, stretching as he stood up.

Your throat tightened. It was such a tiny gesture in the grand scheme of things, but it was the little things that mattered. They showed that he paid attention and cared. You tried to do the same for him, like cooking his favorite meals or drawing him a bath after a hard day. You hoped it was enough.

“You’re so good to me,” you said, holding your hands out so he could help you stand.

“We’re good to each other,” he said, pulling you up with ease.

The rough pads of his fingertips rubbed along your skin, a physical reminder of the work he put in day in and day out. His hands made a difference in the world and your life, his calloused touch telling hundreds of stories. Being part of his journey and creating a new story together was something out of a dream. The beauty of it was that your story wasn't over yet.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked.

“I’ll tell you when we go outside,” you replied, not wanting him to miss any of the view. “Do you need to put a shirt on?”

He pulled a hand away to pat his pocket before he smirked and pointed to his washboard abs. “These give me plenty of heat.”

Your gaze went to his torso, heat of your own spreading from your core. Working day in and day out kept him in great shape. He belonged on one of those cowboy romance novel covers. Or a calendar.

I could make a killing with a ranch hand calendar featuring all the guys.

“And for breakfast, I'll make you some humble pie. A big ol’ slice,” you teased.

“Mmm. Pie for breakfast. You do love me,” he joked.

“More than anything,” you smiled.

He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your mouth, tilting your world on its axis like always. “Love you, too.”

“You have to if you don't care about my morning breath,” you smiled.

He grabbed a couple of blankets as he led you out to the front porch, just in case there was a chill in the air. Another thoughtful gesture. Instead of taking you to the porch swing like you expected, he took you down the steps and laid out one of the blankets in the grass where you sometimes had picnics together.

“Why aren't we sitting in the swing?” You asked.

“I mean, we could sit in the swing and I can put my arm around you.” He sat down and spread his legs out in front of him, patting the spot between them. “But it’s easier to hold you like this and I wanna hold you when the sun comes up.”

“You’re such a sap,” you smiled, happily taking the spot between his legs. “But I like that.”

“You do know I’m only a sap for you, right?”

“I do,” you said, spreading the other blanket across your legs. “Don't worry. I won't tell anyone.”

“Too late. Everyone knows,” he smiled.

“True,” you said, tilting your head and taking the opportunity to kiss underneath his chin before you looked back at the horizon.

Exhaling, you pressed your back against Bucky’s chest and revelled in the warmth of his body as he wrapped his arms around you. He occasionally reminded you of the sun. He had fire within him and brightened your world just by being there. But to him, you were the sun.

We're each other's sun and moon.

“So, you just felt like watching a sunrise with me?” You asked.

“Just felt like it,” he agreed, holding you a bit tighter. “I’ve watched sunrises and sunsets more times than I can count, but it’s just different with you.”

“Why is that?” You asked.

“It may not make sense, but the sunrise just looks more beautiful and hopeful because I have someone to share it with. And people say sunsets are a way to reset, but I’m just thankful because it was another day I got to spend with you.” He pressed a lingering kiss to your temple as your heart swelled. “Each day is a blessing because you're in my life.”

You were on the verge of spilling tears, but managed to keep them at bay. “I feel blessed, too,” you whispered.

His chest shook as he chuckled. “I really am a sap.”

“Yeah, but you’re my sap,” you said, tracing the palm of his hand. It was a special thing to bring out that side of him. “You know how you asked me what I was thinking about earlier? I was thinking how your hands can tell so many stories. I think your wrinkles will tell stories, too.”

“My wrinkles?” He asked.

“Yeah. Each is a chapter in your story. Just like every scar,” you answered. Bucky thought every mark on your body was a thing of beauty. You wanted him to feel the same way about his. “They’ll say how you survived hard times. How you lived your life. How you loved.”

“You’re a sap, too,” he teased, catching your elbow before you could ram it into him. “Easy, I’m kidding. I think that’s a beautiful way to look at it.”

There was beauty all around you with Bucky.

“Well, the thought of getting older used to scare me, but it doesn't seem so bad because I have you. We won't have to do it alone. We’ll grow together,” you smiled, gazing at the sky that seemed to stretch on forever. “So when we're older and you have wrinkles and gray hairs, I want you to keep doing this: Wake me up for a sunrise just because you felt like it. Just because you wanted to share one more beautiful moment with me.”

“You wanna grow old with me?” He asked, his voice thicker than you expected. “And on those days, you’ll still love me? Wrinkles and all?”

“Of course, I do. And of course, I will,” you promised. You would love him no matter what. “And you’ll still love me when I grow old?”

“Forever and always,” he whispered, resting his chin on your shoulder when the sun began to rise.

Your heart raced as the hues touched the land you two shared, painting a canvas in glowing rays. He was right that the sunrise was more beautiful and hopeful because you had someone to share it with. And while you were certain there were others watching the sky, this felt like a new dawn just for the two of you.

“It really is breathtaking, isn’t it?” You smiled.

“You’re breathtaking,” he said, making your smile widen as your cheeks warmed.

“You flatter me, Buckaroo,” you said affectionately.

Bucky took a deep breath by your ear as you continued to look at the view. “Marry me, Sunbeam,” he whispered.

With wide eyes, you spun around in his arms. You didn't know it, but to him you looked like an angel with the rays growing brighter around you. “What?” You asked.

“Shit. I was supposed to ask you, not tell you. And I was supposed to have something special planned, but I keep carrying this around in case the time’s right and this just seemed right.” He swallowed before he reached into his pajama pocket and pulled out a small box. “It isn't much. Sure as hell isn't what you deserve and I'm sorry for that,” he said. You covered your mouth with a gasp when he opened it. Simple, beautiful, and a diamond that sparkled like the sun. To you, it was the most beautiful ring to ever exist. “But I love you and I want you to be my wife. I wanna grow old with you and I don't wanna tell the story of my life without you in it. I-”

“Yes!” You shouted into the morning air, knocking him on his back. You were lucky you didn’t knock the ring box out of his hand. “Yes, yes, yes! I’ll marry you!”

“I wasn't done with my proposal,” he chuckled.

“I don't care. I said ‘yes’. Now’s the part where you put the ring on my finger,” you smiled with tears in your eyes. He managed to slip the ring onto your finger with you stretched out on top of him. A perfect fit. “It’s beautiful. Don't ever apologize for giving me something so beautiful.”

The proposal was beautiful, too. It came from the heart at a time he knew was right. You couldn't ask for anything better.

I have the whole world because of you.

You swore you saw the sunrise in his eyes as he framed your face and smiled up at you. “Love you, Sunbeam.”

“Love you, too, Buckaroo,” you whispered, giggling. “And guess what?”

“What’s that?”

“I can change sex with my amazing boyfriend to fiancé,” you smiled.

“Why don’t we skip to that part? I’ll make sure you get some caffeine after,” he smirked. "Deal," you giggled again, leaning down to kiss him.

The sun continued to climb in the sky behind you as he deepened the kiss, bathing you in light as you celebrated the next chapter in your life together.

And with his ring on your finger, you knew you’d forever appreciate every sunrise and sunset even more.

Anyone else get a cavity from this sweetness? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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my…my…

my own fic is in here…

what..wait..what

i’m crying brb 😭😭😭🥹🥹🥹

tysm dear 💗

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first kiss with gumi leads to another first (fic: smutty but also so intimate i love it)

you ask megumi to rail you after ur ex cheats (he fucks you so good omg. part two of the fic this is the smutty part)

y/n is pregnant and craving donuts (manga spoilers, a little angsty but mostly cute fluff!!)

you worry megumi doesn't love you. he does (don't worry not angsty so cute and fluffy makes my heart swell!!)

late night call w/ gumi who is so crazy in love with you (im crying i love him)

clueless inspired stepcest with gumi (adding this with no shame it's so so good. soft dom gumi my favourite)

"pretend i'm a random girl at a bar coming onto you" (established relationship. so fucking funny and witty. thank u so much author)

finger fucking you until you squirt omfg (i'm going insane)

weed dealer megumi headcanons (smutty towards the end i love this so much)

megumi protects you from an ass then fucks you in his car (i love protective men)

ditching school to blow your nerdy skater boy gumi (school a.u omg!!)

: ̗̀➛ satoru gojo x reader

satoru finds footage of his teen years with suguru, y/n and shoko (angsty fic: this is so beautiful and could make me sob)

mating press with satoru (holy shit... he loses control of his technique cumming inside... i'm in awe)

y/n is suguru's sister and hates toru but eventually they fuck (i was hollering reading this it's so good)

satoru needs help cutting his hair. almost goes bald (this is so funny and heartwarming. a blessing from tumblr)

drunk satoru cries about your pussy being so good then comes home to fuck you good (possibly the best fic i've ever read. wow. he is so obsessed with you)

your clingy situationship w/ satoru (he's so soft and in love...)

: ̗̀➛ suguru geto x reader

suguru lets virgin! satoru fuck his gf (fic: so good holy shit. one of my favourite fics ever. suguru is so soft for his girl)

you're fucking your best friends' father (college a.u!! suguru gets jealous and fucks the brattiness out of you. so so good)

social media au w/ your bf geto!! (so cute and funny!! there is a gojo version too!!)

suguru finds you during your 'sad girl bathtub hours' (comfort!!)

squirting shamelessly in his face (dream)

weed dealer! suguru corrupts you (dumbification kink go crazy)

: ̗̀➛ katsuki bakugo x reader

katsuki doesn't understand how attractive he is (drabble: katsuki is so fine but he only has eyes for you)

you blow katsuki while getting his car washed (taylor swift playing omg? so hot)

your kid shows you a beautiful (ugly) drawing, katuski dies laughing (so fucking funny have you seen the similar tiktok!!)

: ̗̀➛ yuuta okkotsu x reader

vampire! yuuta soothes your period cramps... (u know what this means. incredibly written)

: ̗̀➛ BONUS: mikasa ackerman x reader

drug dealer! mikasa (headcanons: a little smutty, gunplay and robbing men)

: ̗̀➛ multiple characters (preferences)

jjk men as chubby chasers !! (toji, yuuta, gumi + satoru) (fellow chubby girlies you will go crazy for this)

jjk men + halloween costumes (toji, satoru, nanami + suguru) (so funny and accurate!!)