#col 1.5k sleepover

[foreverindreamlandd]

Happy early almost birthday! You share it with my dad who will be 74 tomorrow! I'm about to actually make him an apple pie so spiritually it's for you too. :)

So happy birthday and congratulations on 1.5 K. That's amazing like you!

Also for fun game 💖option 1

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Awww a Tom Hiddleston AND Dr Who gif I feel so lucky 🥰🥰🥰

Happy Birthday to your dad!!! He and I share the same birthday as Britney Spears 😉

Here’s the life my dice have created for you!!!

Mafia Bucky got into a bit of trouble and had to leave his life in the mob behind. Now, he lives in a tiny home in a quiet part of the city, living comfortably with the shit ton of money he’s accrued over the years. One morning while in line at his favorite coffee shop, he notices a particularly lovely figure standing in front of him. He’s never been so thankful for such a long wait to get his coffee because he has the time to introduce himself and get to know you.

Turns out you grab coffee here everyday on your way to work at the school down the road, and Bucky decides that it’s the time he needs HIS coffee and hey why not walk you to school?

A few weeks go by, and on one occasion Bucky notices that you’re not your usual self. Your quiet, panicked, unable to smile. He wonders why you’re wearing sunglasses inside the shop, but that question is answered when he sees the swollen, angry mark on the corner of your eye. A bruise. He holds back the rage only for your sake so he doesn’t make you more scared than you already are. All he can do is quietly ask what happened and the name of who hurt you. A quick explanation of your ex has Bucky heading back to his place to pull out his old rings, and then he’s on the hunt. Your ex won’t be bothering you anymore.

A few months later and your smile is back, and Bucky swears he’s going to spend the rest of his life making sure it stays on your beautiful face. Forever.

Hope you like this 🥰

[reddesertcolbs]

sleepovers // colson baker

requested: yes - using this prompt list. 

summary: you and colson are friends, and every saturday the two of you have a sleepover at his house but this one sleepover ends completely different. 

word count: 1.5k words.

warnings: none, all fluff. 

my writing

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from the second the colson and you became friends, the two of you decided that every saturday you spend the night at colson’s house, watching movies and eating all the junk food you both can lay your hands on. therefore, this has been a tradition for the two of you for years now, only breaking it when you have work the following day. 

it is a saturday, and of course, the two of you are perched in his king sized bed with a variety of snacks and drinks surrounding you. surprisingly, colson has let you have free range of the television remote, claiming he couldn’t find a good enough movie to watch, and decided it was your turn to be in charge of the movie picking. 

“colson, quit putting your cold feet on me.” you snap playfully, flicking your gaze off of the flatscreen that’s planted on colson’s drawers ahead of you, and towards the blonde who is tittering to the right of you. leaning your hand under the covers, you slap his knee gently demanding him to return his foot to its original space. 

“this movie is shit,” he huffs, pulling his icy cold foot away from your shin and picking up a piece of sweet popcorn that’s sitting inside the large bowl in between the two of you, chucking it into his mouth with a teasing scowl. “when i said you could pick the movie, i wasn’t expecting a shitty chick flick.” 

“stop whining,” grinning, you mimic his actions by picking up a couple of pieces of popcorn, never taking your eyes off the flatscreen and flinging a piece in colson’s direction with a breathy laugh through your nostrils. “this film’s good, i’ve watched it a couple of times.” 

“yeah i can tell.” rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, not before picking up the scattered popcorn that you threw at him and popping it into his mouth, and turning to look at you. “you haven’t stopped mouthing the words the whole time.” 

with a smile, you divert your eyes off the television and to colson, face warming slightly to see him already gazing at you with soft eyes. “well i like this film.” 

“which is why i’m letting you watch it.” he winks, picking up more popcorn and throwing it into his mouth then chucking one at you, which hits your nose. “it’s cute to see you so interested in a movie.”

scrunching your nose up with a pout, you cross your arms together over your chest, turning your head and eyes back towards the flatscreen, mumbling, “that wasn’t very nice of you.” 

“so it’s funny when you do it to me, but not when i do it to you? interesting.” smiling wide when you stick two fingers up at him as your response, biting your bottom lip to stop the corners of your mouth from raising into a grin. 

colson studies you for a while, as your gaze never leaves the flat screen and your mouth moves as the characters speak, reciting the script quietly to yourself. 

he admires the way you’re makeup free, skin glistening with the skincare you applied to your face when you removed your makeup prior to the movie. hair shoved up on the top of your hair with a navy blue scrunchie, with wispy pieces framing your face. his hoodie hanging off your shoulders, and when you stand it hits the middle of your thighs, your hands peeking out of the long sleeves, playing with your fingers occasionally. he studies the way your eyes light up brightly when your favourite character appears on the screen, and your infectious laugh that falls out of your mouth when something funny happens, causing the man to smile brightly every time.

your laughter brings the blonde out of his trance and before you could catch him gazing adoringly at you, he quickly flicks his eyes from you, to the flat screen ahead of him. 

the movie ends, and the credits as well as the ending song blares from the flatscreen. you’re now closer to colson, head resting on his shoulder as his arm lays around your shoulders, whilst he flicks through the different movies with his right. once finding one that sounds remotely  interesting, he presses play, shoving the remote to the side of him. 

“you still awake?” he mummers, craning his head down to peep at your face, smiling softly as you blink and nod slowly, half asleep. the movie is about half way through, and you couldn’t stop your eyes from falling shut, and your arm from looping itself around colson’s waist, which he didn’t mind at all. 

“yeah,” bringing your hand up to muffle a yawn that spills past your lips, lifting your head up to look at him, smiling when you catch his gaze. “what would you do if there was a zombie apocalypse right now? would you hide in here or would you go somewhere else?”

shaking his head amusingly with a chuckle, he averts his gaze from your eyes to the screen, before glancing back down to you, blushing a bit when he notices you’re still staring up at him. 

“um,” clearing his throat before chewing on his bottom lip to stop a grin from spreading, thinking of an answer and slightly confused as to where this topic has come from. ”probably stay here. not without making sure that you’re here with me so i know you’re safe of course.” 

“okay, but what if they-“ pausing for a moment to stifle another yawn with a grin, before continuing. “can open the doors, what would you do then? oh and they can pick locks too.”

“well in that case,” his eyes dance around your face, an amused smile adoring his lips, as you stare up at him, your own eyes glancing around his face. the blonde chuckles, before opening his mouth again. “i’d nail the doors shut with wood, but let’s hope a zombie apocalypse doesn’t happen any time soon. also, this is going to sound cheesy but ... i love when you’re half asleep and talking nonsense.”

“yeah i would do that too, twice though.” you giggle softly, grinning up at him as he looks down at you with loving eyes, his tongue poking out briefly to wet his lips before he takes a deep breath, searching your face before moving his attention to your lips as the part. “nice to know you like my nonsense, cols.” 

“this might sound strange,” his voice is low, as he stares into your eyes, flicking his eyes down towards your lips as you bring your bottom lip between your teeth, chewing gently. “but, can i kiss you right now?” 

“i mean, we don’t have to, of course. it’s completely up to you, i just had to ask because you look so cute right now, and yeah.” the blonde heart feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest, and he’s pretty certain you can hear it as you beam wide, removing your lip from your teeth and sitting up slightly, heads inches away from each other. 

you bring your head forward so your lips are millimetres away from his, humming as a response before mumbling a quick, “yes you can.” 

colson brings his right hand up to rest on your cheek, pulling you closer to him with a smile. finally, he purses his lips, pressing them onto yours with a content sigh, as you lift your hand to rest onto his locks, bringing him impossibly closer. 

your heart rate is through the roof, as your lips move in sync. the movie is long forgotten, as you feel his tongue swipe your bottom lip, begging for access. with a slight grin, you part your lips, your hand tugging on the nape of his neck as your tongues collide together. 

after a few moments, you both pull away breathlessly with huge smiles mirroring each other. resting your head back onto his chest, his arms immediately move to loop round your body, holding you close to him whilst he releases a pleased sigh.

“i’ve been waiting a long time to do that.” you mummer, squeezing his body with one hand, focusing your attention as your cheeks burn from your confession. 

“yeah, me too. i like you a lot, i just wasn’t sure if you felt the same.” he responds, looking down at you before lifting his attention back to the flatscreen, trying to figure out what he has missed. 

“i like you a lot too, cols.” you smile softly, chuckling slightly as you look back up at him, causing him to glance back down with a smile as well. “if it wasn’t obvious.” 

with a wide smile, colson leans forward, connecting his lips back onto yours, pressing a few soft kisses to them before pulling away, looking down at you tenderly. 

“good because i would have totally embarrassed myself just then.” chuckling, as you press a gentle kiss to his jaw, then resting your head on his shoulder, smiling up at him with a benevolent smile, before flicking your gaze back over to the television, wrapping your arms tighter around the blonde’s frame.

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[foreverindreamlandd]

💖 option 1 if you have time! Congratulations again!

Of course!!! I hope you like this 🥰

The holiday season is upon you and your little bookshop, meaning it’s time for longer hours to accommodate the extra foot traffic and sales. You’re too busy selling books during the day that you have to wait for the store to be closed to unpack new inventory, re-shelve books, and run sales reports. It sounds tedious, but you love walking through the quiet empty store that’s dimly lit with twinkle lights, Christmas music playing softly in the background, and your beloved bookstore cat Chewie following you around, meowing at you from time to time for some much-needed scritches.

Usually Chewie is good about staying inside, but one evening as you’re closing up the shop, she sneaks through the open door and into the dark London streets. You scramble to run after her, panicking about cars passing by who might not notice an orange tabby running into the street.

But alas, it’s winter, and the ground is slick with ice. You get a hundred or so feet until you slip on a patch of black ice, body flying in the air, back about to make impact with the hard concrete.

Except instead of a hard, painful collision, you are met with a much more comfortable landing as your eyes lock onto those a beautiful shade of cerulean, and a smile that would knock you off your feet if…well, you hadn’t already.

“Easy there, doll,” the man says in a husky voice, easing you up to stand straight, hands still on your arms. “What has you in such a rush this late at night?”

You swallow, trying to gather your thoughts that are currently muddled by this tall, beefy man in a tight leather jacket. Then, your eyes widen when you remember the emergency at hand. “My cat! She ran off, I don’t know where she went.”

The man ponders for a moment, then turns his head over his shoulder, emitting a loud whistle. Ten seconds later, you catch a familiar orange tabby bounding over to you. She jumps into your arms, shivering and rubbing her head against your chin. You let out a small sob of relief.

“Thank you…uh-“

“Bucky,” he says, reaching up to pet Chewie behind the ear. She purrs loudly.

“Bucky….thank you so much. I don’t know how to repay you.”

His smile widens and you cling to Chewie a little tighter, nervous that your arms might stop working from such a stunning sight.

“How about you let me give you a ride home?” He nods over to the side where a shiny black motorcycle is parked. “I don’t like the idea of you walking home by yourself and slipping on more ice while I’m not there to catch you.”

Heat rushes to your face, and you find yourself thankful for the warmth in the cold night air. “Fair enough. I’m a huge clutz so that definitely isn’t outside the realm of possibility. Let me just leave Chewie back at the store and then we can go.”

Bucky looks behind you. “You work at that bookstore? I’ve actually been meaning to stop by and check it out. The library recently told me I can’t keep borrowing The Hobbit ten times a year so I figured I might as well buy my own copy.”

You giggle. “I actually own the store, and we have a nice special edition that just released of that book with a bunch of beautiful illustrations. I’m happy to give you a friends and family discount for it. You know, for your help tonight.”

He bites his bottom lip, and you have to force yourself not to stare, keeping your eyes locked on his. “Books and a beautiful girl? I think I’m gonna be spending a lot of time there, doll.”

He did. Not that you ever complained. 😉📚

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Um okay yeah this one got away from me 😂 Hope you liked it!!

[foreverindreamlandd]

💖 OPTION 1 !!!

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Ohhhhh here we go 😉

Listen, the world is messy, and America sucks lol. One day you had enough of its BS and decided to move to a place with good (*ahem* female) leadership, New Zealand! They have this great program where you get free housing if you teach at one of their public schools. Apparently your tiny home also comes with a free cat, because a white ball of fur seems to know every method to sneak into your home and curl up next to you while you sleep at night. 😉

One day you’re perusing the shelves of your local bookstore, carrying a stack of books (because you have no control and they all need to be read), and turn around too quickly, not noticing the tall, beefy, drop dead gorgeous man with eyes that almost kill you on the spot, whom you crash into dropping all of your books on the ground. He only chuckles, giving you a smile that makes you weak in the knees as he bends down to help you collect the dropped tomes (there’s even that gross/cute moment where you both reach for the same book and your hands touch and you both feel that ✨spark✨). And though you used to think the idea of soulmates was super *cringe*, you know in that moment that you’ve met your person. Next thing you know, you’re sitting on the back of his bike, riding through the gorgeous New Zealand landscapes.

Okay this one got away from me 😂 I hope you like it!!

[foreverindreamlandd]

I hope you’ve had an awesome birthday day!!!!!

I will take Option #1 please!!!!

Col’s 1.5 Sleepover MASHup

THANK YOU SO MUCH NAT (and Lucy 😏)

HERE WE GO

Bucky had just finished up a mission in New England when he decided to visit a local library. While perusing the shelves, he heard a soft sniffle in the aisle next to him. He turned the corner to find you, smiling with tears in your eyes as you read. In that moment, he felt as if his heart had been pulled out of his chest and transported over to you. And once you met his gaze and let out a soft gasp, he knew you felt the same.

The rest is history! You now live in a tiny house (saving up for something nicer when you can afford it). You work as a vet, and one day a stray white kitten is left at the hospital with no tags or microchip, and she can’t seem to stay away from you. So why not bring her home to your handsome, cat loving, soft boi super soldier? 😉

[foreverindreamlandd]

Friends!!! Thank you so so much for 1,500 followers. It means so much that you’ve all decided to join along to witness my chaos brain come out to play while writing my fics.

Also!! It’s my birthday!! And I have a few days off of work before the holiday retail life destroys my soul!! You know what that means??

Sleepover time 🥰

Here’s some stuff I have planned out!

1) New To Be Wanted one shot will be posted Thursday, 12/2 (my birthday!!! Same day as Britney Spears 😉)

2) Inbox shenanigans! Send me the an emoji to receive the following:

���Answers to any/all questions about To Be Wanted, The Sergeant’s Heart, or any of my one shots or drabbles, or just general life stuff!

🐈‍⬛A Picture of Willa (because I have a bazillion so why not lol)

📚Book Recs! Tell me the last two/three books you read and loved and I’ll recommend a book for you! (Finally use my bookselling career to good use….)

And last, but not least 😏😏😏😏😏

3) WE’RE GONNA PLAY M.A.S.H.!!!

For those of you who never played, MASH was a classic sleepover game where you made a list of possibilities for your life, and then pick a random number to cross off different options until you have one remaining from various categories (partner, pet, job, etc.) to determine what your future holds. 😘

Send me the 💖 emoji and choose which partner option you’d like me to work with (Options 1, 2, 3, & 4 listed in the photo above) and I’ll roll one of my bagillion D&D dice to choose which number will decide your fate! *I’ll begin responding to these later today when I get home from work, but start sending them in whenever!

Sleepover will run from 12/1-12/6!! I can’t wait!!!

Thank you again for all of the love and support you’ve shown my page. I’ll never be able to express how much it means, just know that I love you all so much 💕 I hope you enjoy the sleepover!!!

[foreverindreamlandd]

Sooooo

Who wants to have a sleepover starting tomorrow? 😏😉

Wednesday, 12/1 @ 11am - be there or be square just kidding you don’t have to come just know I love you and you’re obviously invited 💕

[foreverindreamlandd]

🎉 Congrats to 1.5K!

Here for the MASH please 💖

🎲 Let them roll for me with #1 Bucky

Btw love your handwriting 😍

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Thanks so much babe 🥰🥰 And thank you so much for the handwriting compliment!! I think it’s a bit messy so that’s very nice of you to say LOL

Your #1 is ready for you 😘

You grew up in a stupidly wealthy home, and the ridiculous divide between upper and working class always drove you up a wall. Why were you and your snobby “friends” given horses and cars while you were growing up while other kids couldn’t eat lunch at school because they didn’t have enough money? You gave any spare money you had to those in need, and slowly became a bit of a vigilante. Peter Parker heard rumors of an older woman who stole from the rich and gave to the poor and told Tony Stark of your top-tier stealth skills. After an informal meeting, Tony hired you to work for the Avengers as someone to sneak into heavily guarded establishments (and punch a few bad guys).

A few years into your job you were walking home to the mansion inherited from your parents and you noticed a few dark figures inside a dimly-lit bakery. Upon further investigation, you caught one man pointing a gun at a wide-eyed man with his hands in the air. You quietly snuck in from behind, knocking out the robbers before they even knew you were there.

The baker, a handsome man with long chestnut hair and eyes so blue and so piercing you felt heat rising to your face, immediately relaxed at the sight of you, thanking you fervently. Though Bucky seemed more calm, you could catch the tremor in his hands and offered to walk him home. He invited you in for a drink and a slice of ‘the most delicious pie you’ll ever have’ as a way to thank you for your help earlier. Before you know it, the sun is rising and you two are still sitting on his couch, knees touching and sleepy smiles on your faces as you stare into each other’s eyes.

It was the best damn pie you’d ever had, not just because of the taste, but because of the man who made it.

Okay these are seriously getting away from me 🤣 I hope you like it!!

[foreverindreamlandd]

HAPPY BDAY COLLIEEEE!! I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK💕💕🥰🥰🥰

Alrighty, 💖 with option #1 please!

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover MASHup

REN thank you so much bb 🥰🥰 I rolled a nat 20 for you which is *great* in the DnD world 😏 Here’s what you got:

You and Mafia!Bucky met at the premiere of one of your indie films. As soon as he laid eyes on you he knew you were the one. It wasn’t long until you two bought a big ass mansion in New England (near a lovely indie bookstore that keeps your giant home library well-stocked) with your super powered shark Jeff 😂

And let’s not forget the night of the premiere when Bucky convinced you to stay in his luxury hotel suite….omitting the fact that right after he met you he called to upgrade to the honeymoon package and the king size bed was covered with rose petals in the shape of a heart 😅

Thanks for participating!!! I hope you like this life I’ve created for you 😏

[foreverindreamlandd]

Happy Birthday, Col! As someone who works in retail too I wish you very relaxing days and nice customers who don't ask dumb questions (we can dream, right?). I just wanted to let you know that I love the way you write and come up with your stories *.* So and for the sleepover: I've never played MASH and I've never heard of it, so I'm going with 💖 and Option 1 please - Tati

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover MASHup

Tati thank you much 🥺🥺 I hope you survive the holiday season lollll

Here’s what you got for MASH (FYI, it’s a game where I roll to get a number, then count down the list of items, crossing off the item you land on according to whatever number you get until there’s one option per category left. Hope that makes sense it’s hard to explain 😅):

Okay, so you met Bucky when he was at the top of the mafia world….and you loved him when his empire burned to the ground. He trusted the wrong people and the two of you had to go on the run to Wakanda for refuge. There, you live in a small cottage with your dope-ass pet shark Jeff, and you help at the local school with the kiddos. 😌

The love you and Bucky share has grown tenfold now that you’ve freed yourself from the mafia world. Now, you live in total peace, because you have everything you need….each other 🥰

Thank you for participating!! I hope you like your life!! 💕

[foreverindreamlandd]

First off,

Happy birthday babes & congratulations on 1.5k followers! 🎉🎉🎉

Secondly, can I request MASH with option #1?

Hope you’re having a great day!

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Babyyyyy thank you so much!! It was a very good day and y’all were a big part of that 🥰

Here you go love 💕

You and your beefy lumberjack (I mean come on LOOK at this man 😍) live in the more marshy areas of New Zealand, filled with lush beautiful greenery. Your pet crocodile Loki makes sure that no dangerous critters try to mess with you. Bucky was actually a fan of yours before meeting because you starred in the new Lord of the Rings show on Amazon (the blush on that 6’4 man’s face when he first met you is one you will never forget).

[foreverindreamlandd]

💖 Let's go with option 1

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover MASHup

My dear Alice 💕 Here is the life I have for you!

Bucky joined the Avengers team a few years after you did, and the fact that he immediately safe enough to open up to you is a credit to your kind, comforting, loving soul. Bucky felt an overwhelming sense of safety and peace when in your presence. He cared about you so much that the idea of ruining it with his dumb feelings seemed like not an option. It took a *while* for you two to admit that you loved each other, but after a mission that almost took your life, Bucky knew that he didn’t want to spend another day of his life without you knowing how much you meant to him.

After years of saving the world, the two of you moved to a cozy apartment in New Zealand (where Bucky gets to live his best Hobbit life), with your beloved pet shark, Jeff. 😊

[foreverindreamlandd]

💌 + 🐈‍⬛ Does Willa know she's a star over here loll?? And, any hopes for your next glorious trip around the sun?? 🥰🥰

Unfortunately Willa is a bit of an anxious mess so I try not to overwhelm her with her internet fame 😂 She’s much more content trying to master the art of water bending.

My last two years of life have been a bit chaotic (two moves in one year/Covid/life stuff/also I guess I like writing lol), so I just want this year to be about taking it easy and focusing on things that bring me joy. So, a lot more writing, seeing my friends and loved ones, mayyyyyybe try dating for the first time ever? (lol good luck with that one Col) Also teaching Willa how to master the four elements. 😂

[foreverindreamlandd]

Okay, one more, cuz I wanna try getting Stevie: 💖 with option 2 please lmaooo

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Okay I *promise* I did not doctor this! The dice heard your plea and granted your wish 😉

You were already working for SHIELD when Cap came out of the ice, and you seemed to be the one he felt most comfortable spending time with as he adjusted to this new world he was in. You were the only one who could make him belly laugh, and always knew exactly what to say when the demons of his past haunted him to bring that gorgeous smile back to his face. There were late nights in your apartment watching Steve’s favorite old movies and your new ones, stories shared from your childhoods, small touches that lingered a few seconds too long. He quickly became someone you knew you couldn’t live without.

But then Hydra’s corruption within SHIELD was discovered, ripping apart the organization you considered to be your home, destroying everything you thought you knew and trusted. The lies that had always been there were too much, too painful, and you were desperate to flee. Steve, however, wanted to stay and fix things. You weren’t strong enough for that, so you left. The look on his face as you walked away ripped your heart in two, and you were convinced that you left a piece of it behind with him.

You found yourself living in Paris, a place far enough away from the chaos you left overseas and lively enough to distract you of the pain of everything you lost. A few years passed when there was a sudden knock on your door, behind it a somber, disheveled Steve. With everything that happened after Civil War and him now on the run, Steve knew that there was only one person he could trust, one person he needed more than anything else in the world. You.

You jumped forward into his arms, clinging to him in a desperate embrace. In that moment, you knew that the missing piece of your heart had finally returned.

(Okay this ended up way angstier than I expected so…you’re welcome lol)

((Also sorry if this is riddled with grammatical errors. I had everything written out and then my phone crashed erasing it all and I spent a few seconds staring at the blank draft in utter despair 🥲🥲))

[foreverindreamlandd]

aaa happy (late) birthday! I was wondering if I could get a mash 💖 with option 1 please, thank you!!

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Thank you so much!!!

Okay this one I might actually turn into a fic someday lmao I hope you like it!!

You were a journalist for the New York Times, desperate for your next big story. Finally, after years of putting it off, you decided to go after the one that had been in the back of your mind ever since you started as a junior writer. To go undercover and get the inside scoop on the underground mafia deep in the underbelly of the city.

You decided to work as a housekeeper for the treacherous James Barnes, the meanest and most powerful mobster of them all. Or so you thought. The moment you laid eyes on him, took in his gorgeous, boy-like grin when he met you, you had a nagging feeling in your gut that there was more to this man than what was portrayed…

It turns out that he was a good man, a kind man who was roped into a family business that he didn’t want. He stayed to keep his now late mother and sister safe, knowing that if his position were compromised that they’d all be killed by his numerous foes. You spent the next few months getting to know the man behind the mask, letting yours slip only to him. He had known you weren’t really a cleaner (you can’t make the bed for shit apparently), but he knew he could trust you. And you knew you could trust him.

But things went wrong, and your true identity was exposed to the entire New York City mafia. Bucky would stop at nothing to protect you, his heart, so he left everything behind, taking you and his sister to Paris. You laid low, living a simple life with different names. It was a much left lavish life than Bucky was used to, but every day was a beautiful adventure with you by his side. And now he was free from the shackles he was so desperate to escape. He was the happiest he had ever been, all because of you.

[foreverindreamlandd]

Hii congrats on 1.5k! Can I get a m.a.s.h with option 1 please? 💖

Col’s 1.5k Sleepover

Of course love! Here’s what we got 😎

Our sweet sweet baker Bucky 💕 You had flown into New England the night before your family’s annual holiday party. Realizing that you forgot to make your infamous apple pie, you scrambled to find a bakery to go buy one. Unfortunately it was late, and most places were closed.

There was one you pulled up to, however, with the closed sign hanging at the entrance, but the lights were on and you could see a tall, dark haired figure wiping down the pastry case. You decided to try your luck and knocked on the door. His head shot up, eyes furrowed before a flash of recognition lit up his face and he smiled. It was such a beautiful sight that you felt the muscles you had spent decades toning and bulking up turn to mush. He walked over to let you in, muttering something in his lovely baritone voice about how he recognized you from the news. You kindly asked for him to keep quiet about you being in town to keep your family safe (trusting him completely when he said your secret was safe with him) and then begged for one of his leftover pies to bring home for the holiday.

He smirked, turning back to the kitchen, then mentioned how the leftover pies wouldn’t be as fresh, then offered to bake one from scratch right now.

Only if you stayed and helped. He needed to learn your infamous apple pie recipe, after all.