#warm & fluffy bingo

[rebelmeg]

Laugh Lines

by rebelmeg

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Pepper Potts & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe) & Tony Stark Characters: Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe) Additional Tags: Happily Married, Domestic Bliss, Endgame Fix-It, tossing another one on the pile, Married Life, Teen Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Slowly growing old together, sometimes the best part about being married is being silly and grossing out your kids Series: Part 26 of Iron Family Summary:

Pepper has spent years watching the subtle (and sometimes unsubtle) ways Tony's face has changed. This one is probably her favorite.

Notes: For my @tonystarkbingo​ square S5 - Tony x Happiness, my @lyricalescape​ Bingo square I5 - All Is Soft Inside, my @mfbingo​ square B3 - domestic, my Warm & Fluffy bingo square B5 - lap sitting, and for @comfortember​ day 19 – Loved Ones!

[mrmustachious]

heyo! it's time for another @warmandfluffybingocards post. rather than make a bunch of posts i'm just gonna shove all my recent fills into one post :)

Protective Hug (Scott & Virgil)

Date Night (Lady Penelope & Gordon)

Swimming (Lucille & Gordon)

Piggyback Ride (Gordon & Brains)

Babysitting (Scott)

Build a Pillow Fort (Lady Penelope & Parker)

"Don't ever do that again!" (Virgil & Scott)

Saved Their Life (Gordon & Kayo)

"I almost lost you." (Gordon)

Kissing Their Wounds (Lady Penelope & Gordon)

Thanks for reading <3

[somesortofitalianroast]

Autumn in Vermont

Title: Autumn in Vermont Link: AO3 Participant: SomeSortofItalianRoast Square filled: -Bucky Barnes Bingo: B2: Denial (Card B023) (Chapter 1) -Darcy Lewis Bingo: A2: AirBnB Mixup (Chapter 1) -Warm and Fluffy Bingo: B5: “This is stupid, I’m in” (Chapter 1) -Bucky Barnes Bingo: U5: Music (Card B023) (Chapter 2) -Darcy Lewis Bingo: A Long Autumn Walk (Chapter 2) -Darcy Lewis Bingo: Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble: Fall (University) Break (Chapter 2) -Warm and Fluffy Bingo: G4: Accidental Kiss (Chapter 2) -Bucky Barnes Bingo: Adopted: Enemies to Lovers (Card B023) (Chapter 3) -Darcy Lewis Bingo: R2: Opposites Attract (Chapter 3) -Year of the OTP: November: music/band au Archive warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Rating: Mature Pairing: James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Musician Bucky Barnes, Musician Darcy Lewis, Age Difference, Meet-Cute, Silver Fox Bucky Barnes, Accidental Kissing, Celebrities Word Count: -1,729 (chapter 1) -1,442 (chapter 2) -827 (chapter 3) -3998 (total) Summary: Former rock star James “Bucky” Barnes hasn't had a hit since the '80s. And, suddenly, tween/teen pop sensation Stella covers his one hit song. He's pissed that her record company didn’t ask his permission, but his manager, Steve Rogers, realizes that they're sitting on a potential gold mine of angsty rock ballads, sets up a 'comeback tour'. Needing more songs, Steve books Bucky into a house in a small town in the hopes he can maybe write some more songs to sell before the tour really starts.

Darcy Lewis is fresh off a bad breakup. With her ex’s parting shots ringing in her ears, she books a house in a small town in the hopes that she can get over her breakup, and maybe write a few songs of her own before her next album tour. She can’t keep covering rock ballads forever. Except, there’s someone at the cottage. A grumpy older man, who looks shockingly like the former lead singer of The Winter Soldier. As a tween/teen star, Darcy can never publicly admit that she has a soft spot for silver foxes, unless it’s Mark Harmon, since everyone has a soft spot for him.

Forced to share the cottage, it’s hate at first sight. Until it's unresolved sexual tension. Until…

@buckybarnesbingo @darcylewisbingohq @warmandfluffybingocards @yearoftheotpevent

[ibelieveinturtles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Characters: Darcy Lewis, Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Additional Tags: Arranged Marriage, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Darcy Lewis is Tony Stark's Daughter Series: Part 6 of Marvellania Summary:

The Mad Titan has been toppled and the countries of Marvellania are free to rule themselves again. As part of the new order, a Grand Treaty is written, sealed in the traditional way--with weddings!

Bingo info under the cut  @darcylewisbingohq @warmandfluffybingocards @mfbingo @blackwidowbingo

Title: Sealing a Treaty The Traditional Way Squares Filled: DLBHQ Weekly Challenge: Kings, Queens, and Castles Week (100) DLBHQ 2023: R5, Royal (100) Warm and Fluffy Bingo: B2, Arranged Marriage (no min) Multi Fandom Bingo: B4, Dancing (250) Black Widow Bingo: G4, Wedding  (no min) Author: ibelieveinturtles Fandom: MCU Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow, Darcy Lewis & Natasha Romanoff Rating: G Tags/Warnings: Fantasy AU, Royalty AU, Arranged Marriage Summary: The Mad Titan has been toppled and the countries of Marvellania are free to rule themselves again. As part of the new order, a Grand Treaty is written, sealed in the traditional way--with weddings! Word Count: 600

[warmandfluffybingocards]

@soren-bleu-kun your Bingo Card is ready!

[godestof3worlds]

I'm baaaaaack!

So I have recently joined the One Chicago fandom, specifically Chicago Fire. My favorite character is Matt Casey and my favorite pairing was Dawsey but the way she left him left me a certain way. And then when he started having feelings for Brett and I saw people bash him because he "moved on too fast" or "he loved Brett more since he did more crazy things for Brett"... It kind of made me a bit peeved. So essentially, this short shows my anger towards Dawson for using him and leaving him in the dust because of a disagreement, and for people saying how he risked his life more for Brett than Dawson and moved too quickly. Thank you, enjoy, and make sure to leave a comment with a thumbs up!

This is also for some bingos/events below the cut:

Title - Dawsey Grenade

Prompts - @julybreakbingo (Established Relationship) / @multifandom-lover (Card 1071 - FREE SPACE) / @taylorswiftbingo (Our Song) @warmandfluffybingocards (Saves From Stressful Situation) / @fluffuly2023 (Alt. Prompt - Bittersweet)

Warnings - N/A

Fandom - Chicago Fire

Relationships - Dawsey (Matthew Casey/Gabriela Dawson)

[buck-star]

Hii I saw that you are looking for prompts for drabbles, could you do a fluffy one with Bucky with the dialogue “you give the best hug” and the prompts 9&35 from the touching list? Thank you 🫶🏻

Can you do that thing?

You’re giving the best hugs, but you also know the right words to assure Bucky the way he needs when he doesn’t see himself as the precious man he is.

Pairing: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Wordcount: 1.337 Words

Warnings/Tags: hurt/comfort, anxiety, ptsd, mention of Hydra, scars, fluff

Authors Note: Thank you for the request. Hope you enjoy it. Prompts 9 and 35: listening to the other’s heartbeat and kissing the other’s scars and bruises. Hope you enjoy. Divider made by me.

Events: Fandom-Free Bingo: Frosty Edition [N4 | “I’m not going anywhere.”]

Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist

You slowly open your eyes, your hand roaming over the other side of the bed. It’s cold and empty, no hint that your boyfriend was already in bed. You turn slowly, your eyes narrowing when the pillow is still the same as it was when you went to bed.

‘Just this movie, then I will come to bed’ he said before you got into bed.

You know about his insomnia and that he tosses and turns around for a while after missions or nightmares. As much as you hate it, and hate that he considers being alone and watching television, you also want to give him some space to let him calm down.

Bucky knows that whenever he feels like it, he could wake you up and you would sit down all night to listen to him if it’s what he needs. Or you would spend an hour bathing him and massaging him at three in the morning because that’s what he needs to calm down after a nightmare.

With a soft sigh, you sit up straight, giving your eyes another moment to get used to the darkness before you look around the room. There’s still no sign that Bucky made his way to the bed already — his clothes aren’t hanging over the chair on his bedside, and the glass of water that he always places on his nightstand isn’t there either — which means Bucky’s still in the living room.

You get out of the bed, the wooden floor cold underneath your warm skin, and you feel a shiver immediately running down your spine. You reach out, taking the shirt that’s placed over the chair on your side of the bed.

A soft smile spreads across your face when you take in the musky, sandalwood-vanilla scent of Bucky. You feel the soft fabric on the middle of your thigh, chuckling when you notice how much bigger your boyfriend is. While the shirt is fitting him perfectly, it’s like a dress for you — probably the reason you love his clothes so much; they are soft, smelling like him, and are just oversized.

Slowly you walk to the living room, hearing the sound of the television when you walk along the hallway. You notice it’s one of his comfort movies, and you feel your heart warming when you find him wrapped in a blanket on the couch, sitting there and staring at the television. But something is off with him.

“Bucky?” You mumble softly, loud enough for him to hear you over the sound of the television but not too loud to startle him. He slowly turns around, facing you.

Bucky has dark shadows underneath his slightly red eyes. He’s clutching the blanket around him; your stomach drops when he forces a smile onto his lips. His body is trembling, and you notice the tears that keep soaking his cheeks when he turns his head enough that the light of the television comes from the side.

“I'm sorry, I wanted— I didn't want to wake you up,” he mumbles quietly, pulling the blanket even tighter around himself. The usual broad, strong soldier looks so small and terrified the way he sits there with tears in his eyes and slumped shoulders.

You walk a few steps closer to him, waiting for his reaction. Bucky watches you intensely, his eyes roaming over your body until he notices that you're not wearing socks. A soft smile creeps onto his plump lips, and he clears his throat.

“You don't like cold feet, baby doll,” he mumbles — knowing that you hate it when your feet get cold. You always complain about it when you miss socks somewhere and have to walk through the apartment to get them. But right now you don't care about cold feet or socks.

“I know, but your side of the bed was so cold too; couldn't warm my feet,” you chuckle softly. Bucky nods, his smile reaching his eyes and brightening the blue before it falls again. His hands are shaking, and he takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself — like he’s trying to calm down from the anxiety attack he has.

You walk closer to him, sitting down next to him on the couch. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down with you. Bucky whimpers but lays down on top of you, his hands immediately finding your waist to hold you close — making sure you're not going away.

Bucky turns his head slightly, pressing his ear over your chest to listen to your heartbeat. You smile softly, bringing one of your hands to his hair. Slowly, you run them through his brown locks, massaging his scalp. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“It's just… on the mission. They… there was that…” Bucky interrupts himself, pulling you even closer against his muscular body. He inhales shakily, closing his eyes for a moment where he just listens to your heartbeat. “There was that… a chair… not a big deal; I mean, Hydra bases have a lot of chairs, don't they?”

You nod, listening to him. You stay quiet, not wanting to interrupt him. With your fingers still tangled in his hair, you let him know that you listen, that he can continue to talk if he wants to.

“I saw… I saw myself in that chair again. I felt the pain they caused, and it…” Bucky sobs quietly, hiding his face on your chest, trying to muffle his sounds. Your heart aches when you see him so hurt and vulnerable, knowing that he thinks he's weak and pathetic. “I-I'm sorry.”

“You're doing nothing wrong, Buck,” you whisper, kissing his hair softly. “Take a deep breath for me. I'm not going anywhere.”

“I thought about the times… the times when I… when I tried to rip off my metal arm so they… so the Winter Soldier would… they wouldn’t need me anymore. But it… the arm… it's connected with my shoulder, and I only caused these ugly scars,” Bucky stumbles over his words, his body trembling, and he has an almost bruising grip around your hips.

“They aren't ugly at all; they belong to you. And they only show how strong you are. Buck, they might remember you that you were captured by Hydra and that you were the Winter Soldier, but the scars aren't ugly; they never could be,” you assure him, running your fingers further through his hair to his neck.

Bucky moves his head, looking at you with teary eyes. “They don't?” He whispers, looking almost pleading that you keep assuring him that his scars don't look bad.

“They don't look ugly. You don't look ugly, Buck. You're the most beautiful man I have ever seen, even with your scars,” you mumble, smiling softly. Bucky nods, turning the two of you around so he's underneath you, taking a deep breath.

“C-Can you do that… that thing?”

With a soft chuckle, you move down so your legs are between his thick ones, and your face hovers above his breast. Bucky's hands remain on your hips, while you bring yours to his shoulders, sliding them softly over them to his chest. You then lean down and kiss his scars softly — each and every scar around his shoulder.

Bucky whimpers quietly before he slowly relaxes and closes his eyes. Bucky rubs his thumbs over your hipbones, sighing softly. Your lips feel so soft and gentle against his scars.

“Thank you, you're good at that, making me feel pretty and loved. And you give the best hugs, baby doll,” Bucky mutters, smiling softly. You keep kissing his scars with a soft smile. Buck's breath steady, his muscles relaxing, and he slowly drifts off to sleep. “I love you, baby doll, so much.”

“I love you too, with your scars, my pretty baby,” you giggle, knowing he will protest that he's not a pretty baby. But you get only a huff and a sleepy smile with a chuckle that vibrates in his chest from your sleepy pretty man.

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[wicked-barbie]

Hurt So Good

Hazbin Hotel: The Vees x fem!reader 

Rating: Explicit 

WC: 1.4 k 

Prompt: Exhaustion for @sweetspicybingo (Hurt/Comfort Bingo Collection)

Warnings: Overstimulation, oral (f and m receiving), sex work, mentions of bondage and voyeurism, anal, threesome, some solid aftercare, reader is a fox/demon hybrid inspired by a very minor character on the show

Summary: Being involved with the Vees has its perks 

Your indigo fluffy tail swished, tickling the bare skin of the giant bull, pounding you from behind as drool pooled down the corners of your mouth. It dripped down the shiny pink ball gag strapped around your mouth and splattered on the sheets below. You clenched around him before soaking his cock. Valentino was delighted to nail the money shot in one take and quickly called cut since he was satisfied. You were thankful it had been an easy night. Once Frank slipped out of you, you rolled onto your back and blew him a kiss; your fox ears twitched before you rolled off the bed.

You pushed onto your tiptoes as you stretched. It might not have been a long night, but it had been exhausting. Your muscles constantly ached after an intense bondage scene, and a hot bath sounded so good right now.

“Baby, you were wonderful tonight, simply on fire,” Valentino purred, beckoning you over to him with a crooked finger.

You were still bare, covered in spunk, but you approached him, perching on his knee. “Thanks, Val,” you beamed. You learned quickly it was better to be on his good side.

“And here I thought Angel was my star. I think it might be you,” he cooed, scratching under your chin and making your tail wag.

“Nah, Angel is a diamond. He’s experienced. I’m just a novice at best, like cheap plastic jewelry,” you mumbled.

You jumped in Val’s lap as you felt a cable sneak up your back before lightly wrapping around your throat.

“Now, now, you wouldn’t be talking about my best girl in such a manner. That simply won’t do,” Vox’s voice purred.

“Silly me, just ignore my ramblings. I’m tired,” you said sheepishly, using a furry paw to cover up a yawn.

“You’re working her too hard, Val,” Vox chided, releasing the cable around your throat before setting his chilled hand against your back and nuzzling your shoulder. Soft shocks of electricity burst over your skin.

“The minions can’t get enough of her. I’m simply giving into popular demand,” Val reasoned.

Vox pulled away momentarily, then draped a silk robe around you.  “Well, she’s done for tonight, so let’s take care of her.”

Once your robe was belted around your waist, Valentino scooped you into his arms and carried you into the private quarters of the Vees. You hung tightly to his neck, always forgetting how tall he was. He placed you on the velvet couch and soon you had a lapful of Velvette as she perched her petite body in your lap, covering your face with kisses.

“My favorite foxy girl,” she purred, stroking your ears tenderly, and you felt like you could melt.

You fluttered your lashes, your eyes slowly drooping close as the exhaustion set in your bones. Velvette’s gentle pets were enough to lull you to sleep, but you longed for one last thrill to push you over the edge. To be tugged over the tidal wave, sending you crashing into orgasmic bliss before succumbing to sweet, serene slumber. Your muzzle pressed against Vel’s warm cheek.

“I wanna taste you,” you whispered, your claws furling around her skirt.

“Mmm, that sounds rather lovely to me, foxy girl. Go on then,” she encouraged, her fingers moving through your silky hair as you removed her skirt and panties.

You pressed your palm between her slender thighs, soaking up her wet arousal before taking hold of her hips. She was petite enough to manipulate easily, and you enjoyed making her come undone. You stretched out on the couch before lowering her to your face, your tongue eagerly swiping over her dripping slit. Her hitched moan was music to your ears, spurring you on to eat her out like a starving dog. Her cunt was delicious and warm, sweet nectar dancing against your tongue as you brought her to orgasm, feeling her shiver in your tight grasp as she squirmed against your face.

“My, what a show,” Vox hummed, stroking his hard-on through his tight trousers.

Your claws dug into her tender backside as she rode out her orgasm, grinding against your face until she went limp in your grasp. Your tongue eagerly lapped her clean, savoring every drop before removing her from her seat upon your face.

“Oh fuck me,” Velvette groaned, a broad smile dancing on her face in the aftermath.

“Our little vixen always knows how to satisfy,” Valentino smirked, pink smoke billowing around him as he sauntered to you, cupping your face before his long tongue snaked in your mouth.

One gloved hand caressed the black horns on top of your head as Velvette straddled your stomach.

“Come join us, Voxxy,” she piped up, waving him over.

You watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Vox removed Velvette’s top and bra, his metal fingers tweaking her pebbled nipples. Val pulled away from the sloppy, wet kiss, moving behind your head as he freed his cock. You felt Velvette’s weight slip from your body as Vox maneuvered you so you were on all fours. Val’s weighted cock slapped against your lips, making you shiver, opening your mouth to take him in. Vevlette straddled your back, taking hold of your fluffy tail, lifting it out of the way as her delicate fingers stroked your dripping, swollen cunt, preparing you for Vox.

You felt stuffed full as Vox sunk deep inside you while Val’s cock filled your mouth. Velvette’s slicked fingers played with the tight pucker of your ass, creating a makeshift plug as you gave into all the wonderful feelings, allowing them to use you like a little fuck toy. A sharp snap of Vox’s hips. Velvette’s tender stroking of your tight hole. Your drool puddled down the corners of your mouth as Val fucked your mouth. You couldn’t decide what was the best. All of it felt so damn good.

Your dripping pussy clenched around Vox’s cock as he used his gift to cause a deep vibration to roll through you. Two of Velvette’s fingers filled your tight hole, making you moan around Val’s cock even as your jaw ached. It didn’t take much longer for you to orgasm, feeling overstimulated from earlier. Bands snapped in your lower belly as you crashed over the edge, shuddering around Vox’s vibrating cock and Vel’s fingers. Your jaw went slack around Val’s cock as you rode out the wave until you were finally spent, allowing the serene blue waves to claim you. Oh, it hurt so good.

Your limbs turned to jelly as you were freed from all their appendages. Your knees scooted toward your chest before you curled into a fetal position. Your tail swished over your thighs as Valentino gave you a gentle pat between your black curved horns. Your fluffy ears smoothed back happily. Velvette may have been tiny in stature, but she made up for it in strength as she pried your limbs apart to wipe you clean with a warm towel. A happy yip escaped your maw as Vox began to brush your fur, making it gleam like silk. The three of them certainly knew how to take care of you. Suddenly, you didn’t care about the hot bath anymore.

As the three gathered around the table to enjoy an extravagant dinner from Voracious Eats, you curled in Valentino’s large lap as he fed you bites from his plate. You eagerly lapped up the delicious sauces and meats, savoring each delicious bite before letting out a soft yawn. The warmth of the food soothed your aching throat from swallowing down Val’s cum earlier.

“Our foxy girl needs some rest,” Vox chuckled before taking a long swig of his scotch. His fingers delicately scritched behind one of your ears.

“She worked hard today,” Valentino mused, scratching under your chin.

“It’s hard not to be taken under our little vixen’s spell,” Velvette cooed, reaching out her tiny hand to pat your haunches.

Valentino carried you over to the large bed. You pawed at the silky sheets before turning around in circles then collapsed against the little nest you created. Your eyes drooped close as you snuggled your face between your paws. Halfway through the night, you crawled on Vox’s chest, enjoying the soft thrum of his metallic body as his claws soothingly tangled in your fur. You moved over to Valentino next, making yourself a small ball on his chest, rising with each deep breath he took. That position served well for a bit until you needed something a little different.

You moved over to Velvette, gently nudging her away with your muzzle. Her hands stroked your face, making you wag your tail then curl into a makeshift donut shape. Velvette made herself comfy right in the center of your legs, her face snuggling against your soft, indigo fur. Eventually, Val and Vox snuggled up close on either side of you. With all three curled close, you stayed pleasantly asleep for the rest of the evening.

[vintagebuckybarnes]

Scarves, Snowflakes, Sweethearts

Pairing: Girlfriend! Natasha Romanoff x Avenger! Romantic Partner! GN! Reader

Total Wordcount: 1.2K

Summary: You mentioned off-handedly that you'd never gone ice skating before, so Natasha will make it her mission to change that. When she succeeds, you can't help but utter the words you've been dying to say for a long time, turning your date night into the best night of your life.

Tags & Warnings: Canon compliant, Avenger! Reader, genderneutral! Reader, established relationship.

Story Rating: G | General

Author's Note: This story - filled to the brim with nothing but pure fluff - is written for the Fluffy Winter Event, hosted by @buck-star! I had heaps of fun writing this, and I have officially melted my socks off with the number of sweet moments I managed to put into this story! 💜

Writing Prompts @buck-star Fluffy Winter Event: Saying "I love you" for the first time | Ice skating | Drinking hot chocolate | All I Want For Christmas Is You - Mariah Carey | "You're adorable when you giggle. You're always adorable." | "You're the most precious thing ever. I will protect you with everything I have." @fandombingo: "I would never joke about loving you." @fandom-free-bingo Bug Edition: Alone @fandom-free-bingo Gingerbread Edition: Snowflakes | "Sometimes walls are there so we can lean on them and rest." @fandom-free-bingo Medical Edition: 'I'm never giving up' | "I don't understand."

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The snowflakes fall slowly, covering all of New York City in an angelic layer of beauty. You can't help but snuggle a little deeper into your scarf as you gently squeeze Natasha's hand. This gesture has become a non-verbal cue that you're okay without needing to be asked, and she glances over at you with a slight smile on her lips.

"What's wrong? Isn't an Avenger like you used to it being a little cold outside?" she asks playfully, raising your eyebrow as you give her a mock-offended glance, knowing you can't get mad at her for anything. However, seeing her smile instantly warms you from the inside out, as it never fails to make your heart sing.

"I don't understand how people willingly go outside in these weather conditions. They must be crazy to do it."

Although you were born and raised in New York, you've never been a fan of winter and all that it entails. However, for Natasha, you'd do just about anything, including braving freezing temperatures while the snow crunches beneath your boots.

"I guess I'm crazy then," she says with a shrug before quickening her pace, pulling you along as you approach your destination for the evening: the ice skating rink. It wasn't long ago that you confessed you had never been ice skating before, so she made it her mission to take you on a date to do just that.

"Are you excited to go ice skating?" she asks eagerly, her voice rising with happiness. You nod and reach into your pocket for your phone to pay for renting skates in your respective sizes. As soon as that's done, Natasha finds a bench to sit on and put them on, her enthusiasm infectious as she can't stop telling you how excited she is.

"I’ll do some spins and laps around the rink too! But first, I'll teach you how to skate, of course. There's nothing more important than that," she tells you before leaning in and giving you a peck on the cheek, which makes your face break into a massive grin and sends your stomach doing a little somersault with happiness.

"And what about drinking hot chocolate? I was promised my hot cocoa." You squint your eyes at her playfully, and she nods, her fiery red curls bouncing with each motion.

"That too, Золотце [Darling]. Don't you worry your pretty little head about that for even a second," she giggles.

"You're adorable when you giggle. You're always adorable," you tell your girlfriend, making her cheeks flush from the compliment. It's not something she's entirely used to, but you're gradually teaching her that it's okay to accept compliments. Watching her cheeks warm up at your words fills you with pride, too, especially since she rarely gets this shy and cute.

"Well… you're the most precious thing ever. I will protect you with everything I have." Her words are sealed with a kiss that warms your cheeks this time, making her smile proudly as she pulls away, leaving your lips feeling a bit cold and alone.

"Thank you, Солнышко [Sunshine]."

Once you're both secured and ready to go skating, Natasha reaches out her gloved hand to you, and you happily accept it, taking your first steps on the ice. Though the first few meters feel like a baby deer learning to walk, you soon gain confidence, and it shows. While you're far from mastering the spins and laps that Natasha can do, you're still proud of your progress.

"Can we finally go get my hot chocolate now? I need to sit down before my legs give out and I plant my face on the ice!" The question escapes her lips with a huff as she skates gracefully over to you, expertly maneuvering around all the other people skating simultaneously.

"Of course we can, Золотце. You've done an amazing job, and I'm proud of you," she replies. You smile before eagerly stepping off the ice and holding onto the wall for support. While you search for a table with two chairs to sit at, Natasha orders the hot drink you've been craving the whole time, leaving you with your thoughts for a moment.

As you look at your girlfriend, the urge to say "I love you" for the first time weighs heavily on your mind. It's something you've wanted to express for a while now, and there will never be a more perfect moment than tonight, with the moon illuminating the scene and fairy lights glowing as you enjoy hot chocolate together.

"Here you go—I got your favorite!" Natasha says, placing the cup in front of you, with extra marshmallows floating on top just the way you like.

"So? How are you enjoying our date so far?" The cup rests between her now gloveless hands, allowing her to warm them on the steaming liquid inside. A small smile plays on her lips as she gazes at you with pure adoration and love.

'Let's just say I'm glad that sometimes the walls are there so we can lean on them and rest," you tell her with a chuckle, stretching out your legs for a moment as the soreness slowly disappears.

''But then again, I'm never giving up, so I'll be here until I'm just as good as you.'' Natasha raises an eyebrow at you, her expression a mix of disbelief and pride.

''We'll have to see about that,'' she replies, sitting back and closing her eyes to savor the moment—the warmth of her hot chocolate, your company, and the music playing in the background. As the song switches to 'All I Want for Christmas Is You' by Mariah Carey, you finally gather the courage to share the words you've been thinking since your first date with her.

''I love you, Солнышко.''

As soon as the words hang in the air, she opens her green eyes to meet yours, and her mouth falls open in surprise. Her eyes widen as tears gather in the corners, and you're immediately worried you may have said the wrong thing, though she quickly reassures you.

"Please tell me this isn't a joke. Because I love you too," she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. You lean forward, your fingers intertwining with hers as you hold her gaze, the connection between you visible.

"I would never joke about loving you, Natasha. I love you from the furthest corners of my soul to the deepest depths of my heart. You're the one I want to grow old with, and the one I have given my heart to. I love you, and I will never tire of telling you this," you tell her gently, making her smile wide as tears roll down her cheeks.

Instead of responding, she gently sets her drink down and cups your cheeks, drawing you into a heartwarming, passionate kiss. As the snow falls gently and the temperatures continue to plummet, a sense of warmth spreads from within, directly coming from your heartfelt confession.

"I love you too, Золотце, and I long to be your wife one day," she says, leaving you speechless. As you try to process her confession, she kisses you again, and your lips fit together in perfect harmony, sealing your promises.

Navigation ~ Natasha Romanoff Library

GIF ~ All the other graphics you see on this post are made by @vintagebuckybarnes

[legendofmorons]

Fic bingo

Twilight- too many beds

And/or

Mutual pining

Twilight and the seven beds

Have you ever pine so hard you manage to sleep in the same bed despite there only being two of you and seven beds? Well, now you have ;) .

"This has gotta be one o' the most buck wild things I've ever seen." Twilight says as he looks around the room you have booked for the night.

Separated from the group you and Twilight were lucky enough to find an inn but you are in a room with seven beds.

Two people don't need seven beds!

"At least we have choices?" You offer weakly.

The entire situation feels like a fever dream, and frankly, the only thing keeping you from laughing in shock is the man at your side who seems utterly flabbergasted. You can't exactly blame him, though.

"Who needs seven beds for two people?" Twilight asks.

You shake your head, "I have no idea, maybe they get a lot of divorced couples?"

"That dosen’t make a lick of sense, darlin'." Twilight says as he looks around.

"At least it's a new and exciting problem?"

"I wouldn't call it excitin', but new is one way to describe it."

"Alright cowboy, just pick a bed." You snort.

"Just one?" He asks easily.

"Unless you plan to take up more than one bed."

"I reckon I might."

You laughs and roll your eyes. "Pick your beds then."

"After you," Twilight says with a smile, motioning to the array of options and watching you.

"What a gentleman." You offer as you begin to stalk towards the most comfortable looking bed.

"I don't s'pose you have the story of the child and the three bears?"

You look over, tilting your head. "Goldilocks? She was kind of a jerk but I don't remember there being seven beds."

Twilight laughs.

You find the bed that's most comfortable and immediately collapse on it. Sinking into the mattress is like heaven.

You prop yourself up on your elbows and let yourself watch Twilight touch every bed. It's a little funny, but you watch him eliminate every bed except the one you're on.

"How can all the beds be so bad?" Twilight huffs.

You snort, "Who knows."

"I guess I'll use this one." Twilight says, settling on the bed closest to you that he all but dissappear into the overly soft and fluffy bed.

You bite back a smile.

The bed you're on is the most comfortable... and he looks comical and also rather miserable. You make the choice to ignore any feelings and offer to share the way you would for any of your friends.

"Well, why don't you try this one?" You ask.

Twilight eyes you with what looks like suspicion, "That's your bed though."

"We can share. If all the others suck and this one dosen’t it makes sense."

He purses his lips, searching your face for any hesitation or discomfort. He seems to be pondering your offer.

Does he not want to share?

Should you offer to take the floor?

"Are you sure?" He asks.

You nod, offering a smile. "As long as you promise not to bite me or something else ridiculous."

"I don't bite my friends." He says solemnly.

"Good?"

Twilight stands, looking at you as he approaches the bed slowly. There's a hesitancy you don't understand but he seems to be trying to keep you comfortable.

He's so sweet.

Twilight sits on the edge of the bed and sighs in relief. "This is amazin'."

"I know, right?" You grin at him.

"How's that story go again? Too soft too hot?"

You shake your head, "No, Twi. It's the first bed was too hard, the second was too soft and the third was just right."

"You're sure you don't mind sharin' with me?"

"Unless you actually have fleas like Legend says I'm sure it's fine." You say immediately.

"I do not."

"Then it's fine."

Twilight offers you a smile, "Alrigh', I belive you."

"You better."

"Is it bad to say I just wanna eat and go to bed?"

"Not at all, come on cowboy let's get some dinner."

"Lead the way, I'll follo'."

"Oooh, you feel brave then?"

"I trust you," Twilight says with an earnestly that makes your heart twinge and your cheeks warm.

You lead him out of the room and downstairs to where the tavern is.

Dinner is peaceful, and you allow yourself to spend the night soaking up his presence. He's such a hoot to be around, and having his attention is perhaps more heady than it should be.

Getting ready for bed is easy. Ignoring the six other glaringly empty beds as you settle down next to him is the hard part. But really, if you close your eyes, you don't have to see it.

-------

You wake up to the sound of a stifled laugh.

You groan, pressing your face into the fabric it rests on only to find something firm under it.

There's wight across your back.

Oh.

You realize you are sprawled on your stomach with your face atop Twilight's chest and his arm over your back.

"There are six beds what are they doing?" A famillar voice whispers.

You pry open one eye to see the others in your room, Legend and Hyrule closest to you.

"I think it's sweet." Sky says, "They look comfortable."

You sigh heavily, trying to push up on your elbow but gasping a little when Twilight pulls you back down with a low growl.

Twilight moves so his other arm is around you now too, keeping you close.

"No." The rancher mutters, still asleep.

"We'll come back." Wild says with a smirk.

"I want the story." Legend says, "There are six other beds."

"Get out." You huff, melting into Twilight's embrace.

Wild and Time herd the group out, though not before the sailor gets some pictures and Legend makes obnoxious kiss faces.

Twilight groans, eyes fluttering open. "Was' i'?"

"Hey." You say.

"Darl'?" He yawns.

"They found us and had some thoughts about all the beds." You shift so you can peer up at him.

"Hm. Ya wan' go back t' sleep?" He asks.

"Yeah." You say.

"G'night."

"Sleep well, Twi."

[rebelmeg]

Shield Sledding (It's a Thing, Right?)    

rebelmeg

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Tony Stark Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Crack, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Not Tony being sneaky and committing theft, Definitely not Bucky being scandalized but also wanting to participate, Casually stealing government property, for sledding purposes, Humor Series: Part 21 of Christmas Card Ficlets Summary:

Bucky was having a completely normal day until a certain genius decided that Captain America's shield would make an excellent sled.

 Notes: Just a li'l somethin'-somethin' (that I completely forgot about) to cross off some bingo squares!  The moodboard is for my @tonystarkbingo​ square T5 - crack, and the fic is for my Warm & Fluffy Bingo square N5 - pranks, and my @buckybarnesbingo​ U5 - image of Bucky looking unamused!

[itficlibrary]

This week's fic rec theme is 2024!

The following are recs for some of your + our favourite fics to come out within the last year (with a bonus bingo board at the end)! Thanks so much to anyone who sent in their faves!

For fans of soulmate aus & richie tozier’s crippling self-loathing, try:

• Three weddings (and my funeral) by witchietozier (@witchiewitchie)

(23k words + ongoing)

This is a soulmate au (although it very much feels like its own thing), wherein Richie and Eddie are set up to pretend to be soulmates for stanpat’s wedding. Featuring unique & bubbly prose, several awkward situations and musings on a delightfully pathetic Richie’s psyche.

For fans of kid fic & family feels, try:

• It’s a cruel summer with you by eddiekaspbrakirlsblog (@eddiekaspbrakirlsblog)

(21k words)

A series of seven short fics centered on the toziers having a beach house and eddie spending summers with them there, following reddie from age 4 to adulthood. This dedicates a lot of time to characterising Maggie & Went Tozier (as good parents!) and is packed with fluffy childhood innocence & found family themes.

For fans of fix-its & tenderness:

• Hold on and hope we’ll find our way back in the end by rcdwings 

(27k words)

A good old fashioned rewrite & fix-it of IT 2019, through Eddie’s eyes and then Richie’s. Featuring all the missing scenes & extra character beats you could want from the movie, a very sweet Maggie Tozier portrayal and a pretty, elegant writing style.

For fans of teen fic & pining, try:

• Well, that’ll be the day, when you say goodbye by thewayilovetheocean (@derrypubliclibrary)

(4k words)

A look at Richie’s in-full-bloom feelings for Eddie and all the angst surrounding that, set before he leaves Derry around 1991. Featuring plenty of internalised homophobia, classic teenreddie banter and a gently hopeful ending.

For fans of lucky 7 ensemble pieces & balls to the wall fun:

• If love is the answer, you’re home by kissbrak and richiebeepbeep (@toziers)

(55k words)

A fic based on Tag (2018), wherein the losers play an annual game of tag and fall in love along the way. It switches focus around all of the losers, gives so much depth & complexity to every single relationship and is all round a deranged & extremely fun romp!

For fans of t4t reddie & awkward meet-cutes, try:

• Switch-hitters by sheepknitssweater 

(16k words)

This follows a t4t reddie who meet via softball to the face, and the rest is history. This fic’s style is snappy and lively, its characterisation (especially of Richie) is uber charming, and it deals insightfully with its themes of internalised transphobia and identity.

For fans of funny meet-cutes & haters of sonia kaspbrak, try:

• Come for aunt Brenda’s green beans, stay for the drama by asexual_asshat (@asexualasshat)

(5k words)

Richie meets Eddie on Tinder and they conspire to ruin the Kaspbrak family thanksgiving (to piss off mrs k of course). Featuring these two being absolutely crazy about each other, plenty of hijinks & comedy and eventual smut.

For fans of college fic & heavy angst, try:

• Go on and on and on until by tozierlvr (@tozierlvr)

(160k words)

A series wherein Richie and Eddie (unknowingly) reunite at college after the events of IT chapter one, documenting their entire relationship from start to…uh…end. It’s got super realistic 2nd puberty, eventual gut-wrenching angst, and stays ‘canon compliant’ while adding the most unique tweaks.

For fans of pining & domesticity, try:

• Don’t want to let you go (‘til you see the light) by nonbinary (@oshaskell)

(6k words)

This oneshot sees reddie in a roommates scenario, wherein Richie is working up the nerve to finally ask Eddie out. reddie’s weird little dynamic in this is natural and endearing (Eddie bites Richie at one point), there are cute flashbacks via old videos, and overall this is an extra warm and cozy read.

For fans of soft, happy endings & richie tozier’s wooing attempts, try:

• Take a right at the light by moichi (@clownbrainrot)

(6k words)

This follows Richie on an odyssey to shoot his shot with Eddie, and the mounting obstacles he faces on the way. It’s got bevchie best friendship, a sweet ending and is extra generous with its low-stakes-high-comedy Richie suffering.

For fans of short-but-sweet fics in a corporate setting, try:

pour myself a cup of ambition by searcher_of_amroth (@spagedster)

(8k words)

Richie and Eddie meet by chance because they both have been mandated to see a HR counsellor at their workplace. Featuring oh-god-he’s-cute on both sides, with alternate points of views (a personal favourite!), and plenty of cute moments as they both try to woo the other!

For fans of time loops and happy endings, try: 

again, again, again by watchoutforthefanfics (@watchoutforthefanfics)

(12k words)

Richie gets stuck in a time loop and has to save both Eddie and Stan. It goes about as well as you think it would! Features emotionally constipated Richie Tozier (as he should be), angst (as there should be), and healing (as there should be). 

For fans of fics set during the 27 years in between and bittersweet endings, try:

familiar by fredastaire (@it2017)

(23k words)

During the 27 years, Eddie returns to Derry once: for his mother’s funeral. Mike is there to help him through it. I love this fic so much! This fic contains Kasplon relationship dynamics, Remembering Your Childhood, and Dealing With Your Emotions About Your Mother. 

For fans of Reddie bickering and Benverly, try:

double date by beefcakebeetle 

(17k words)

Richie, Eddie, and Ben come to Chicago to help Beverly move her stuff out of Tom’s house. Then, Ben and Bev trick Richie and Eddie into going on a double date! Featuring a lot of cute dynamics between these four, and alternating points of view! 

For fans of communication and character studies, try:

remembering you by loelight 

(13k words)

Richie and Eddie have a long conversation. Set post Chapter 2. A really cute, fluffy fic! Featuring The Kissing Bridge(™), very little emotional constipation, and a happy ending.

For fans of the Awkward Teenager Drama and slice of life genres, try:

crosseyed & painless by bellbawttoms (@gaylittlerichie)

(58k words)

Eddie gets a girlfriend and Richie loses his absolute mind. Featuring the Authentic Pathetic Teenager Experience, You Guys Just Wouldn’t Get It, Nobody Understands Me, a slice of life in the 80’s in every chapter, and self discovery. 

For fans of character studies and introspection-heavy fics, try:

Octopus’ garden by searcher_of_amroth (@spagedster)

(16k words)

Character study fic with a focus on mental health set post Chapter 2 events. Featuring a chapter for each loser (two for stan!), and a whole lot of resolutions and tying up loose ends.

For fans of coming of age fics with plenty of slowburn, try:

that teenage feeling! by fredastaire (@it2017) 

(50k words)

Explores Eddie coming to terms with identifying as a trans woman. Set during the 27 years, and features plenty of miscommunication, introspection, and character and relationship analysis, as well as Richie Tozier as a narrator(™).

For fans of character-accurate communication and post-canon fics, try: 

Dance slow decades by xosmia 

(16k words)

Eddie shows up in Los Angeles in the middle of the night without any warning. Richie and Eddie have a couple of long conversations and reconcile their relationship, both platonic and not.

For fans of fix-it fics, try: 

a murmur beneath my skin by mikripetra 

(26k words) 

Richie and Eddie bump into each other randomly at a grocery store in their thirties. It triggers a butterfly effect that neither of them could have seen coming. Featuring character studies, hurt/comfort, and psychological horror. 

Here’s a bingo board for you to cross off, with bonus spaces to find more! Check out these resources to help you leave some comments along the way!

[somesortofitalianroast]

cross the sky for your love

Title: cross the sky for your love Link: AO3 Participant: SomeSortofItalianRoast Square filled: -Marvel Rare Pair: O5: Running out of Time (Card MPR-067) -Tony Stark Bingo: K1: Thor (Card 7012) -Warm and Fluffy Bingo: N5: Soulmarks -Year of the OTP: October: Lightning Archive warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Rating: Teen Pairing: Tony Stark/Thor Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, First Kiss, Injury Word Count: 2,170 Summary: Tony had spent years learning how to live as Tony Stark and as Iron Man. He'd never thought he'd be racing across the sky against time itself as he tried to save his Soulmate.

@marvelrarepairbingo @tonystarkbingo @warmandfluffybingocards @yearoftheotpevent

[warmandfluffybingocards]

Just signed up, super excited and also patient 😂💚 just wondering if there are any rules regarding using prompts with other events, using them for ongoing series etc. Basically are there any limitations at all? 👍

No Rules! Use your card however you want.

[cherryredstarz]

Claw Machine 🧸

A/n: I love the idea of Sylus enabling our plushie addictions. This has been in my drafts for weeks and I’ve finally finished it ☺️☺️

✨REQUESTS ARE OPEN✨

Content listing: (800 wc), Sylus x f!reader, pure fluff, pet names, just fluffy Sylus

Twinkle Toys had just released their Bounty Hunt Wanderer collection, and you had to have them. They would look so cute next to your completed grumpy crow series, and fortunately, you had a very capable boyfriend willing to indulge you over this childish whim.

So here you were, running down the sidewalk to find Sylus waiting for you, arms crossed, leaning against the peach colored building.l, his black motorcycle parked at the curb.

“Sylus!” You all but yelled, arms open as you crashed into his chest (intentionally). His strong arms wrapped around you, the pressure almost crushing, but familiar and comforting.

“It seems this Kitten is incredibly excited for this escapade.” Sylus purrs, tilting you face up and kissing your nose, making you giggle.

“Come on!” You beam, taking him by the hand and practically dragging him inside the plushie arcade. Sylus chuckled at your innocent joy, fondly rubbing his thumb against the top of your hand. The inside boasted bright, warm lights, pink and pastel orange walls, and claw machines everywhere. Your bright eyes scan the room eagerly, as if attempting to find the claw machine that looked the most promising.

“How about we try this one?” You turn to find Sylus leaning against a blue claw machine, filled with plushies from the Bounty Hunt Wanderer collection. Heartbreakers, Pumpkin Magus’s, and even Snoozer plushies filled the machine. Bingo.

You bound over, bubbling with excitement, face practically squished against the machine. “So, do you want to go first, or shall I?” Sylus asked, leaning his chin against the top of your head. “You go first!” With unwavering eagerness, you wrap your arms around his waist as he steps up to the machine. With a skilled ease, Sylus slides a shiny token into the silver coin slot of the machine.

After three rounds of catching nothing, the forth attempt looks promising—he’d caught a Snoozer plushie head in the claw, but right as it was about to make it into the box shoot, it slipped out of the claws grasp. “Nooooo!” You groan, squishing your face into Sylus’s broad back.

“You know I could just use my Evol.” Sylus peers back at you, eyebrows raised slightly, but you only pout more in response. It seems you haven’t grown entirely out of your childishness, but that’s alright—Sylus adores every part of you.

“No! Then it won’t be an honest win, and the plushie will be filled with sin and evilness!” You press your face unto the muscles of his back, grieving the narrow loss of your plushie.

“We can always try again.” He turns slightly, and brushed a kiss against your forehead. You rise up on your tippy toes, because even in heels, Sylus is just so damn tall. And you kiss him—pressing the softness of your lips against his. You don’t miss the bright flush on the tips of his ears as you pull back.

“Okay!” You meander over to a different claw machine—a bright pink one filled to the brim with Bounty Hunt Wanderer plushies. Sylus hands you the tiny pink bowl full of both shiny and dull tokens. Taking one in your left hand, you insert it into the machine.

The claw machine starts up with a quick cheery tune, and the three pronged claw vibrates to life with a soft jingle. Biting your tongue, your palm encompasses the right red joystick, gently pushing it back and to the right. You remove your hand once the claw is seemingly hovering right over a bright yellow Lemonette plushie. Leaning back, you glance up at Sylus for reassurance. His white brows raised slightly, and his crimson eyes twinkle slightly. You smack the button next to the joystick, and grab Sylus’s arm, bouncing on your toes in anticipation. Eagerly, you watch as the claw catches the plushie’s yellow head, and it rises up in the machine. The machine’s bright lights blink when the plushie is dropped down the prize chute. Giggling with victory, you carefully push open the prize door and pull out the plushie.

“Isn’t it cute!” It certainly wasn’t a question from you, it was a clear declaration.

“Sure it is.” The corners of Sylus’s eyes crinkle with mirth as he quietly observes your joy. “Want to keep playing?”

With an eager yes, an hour later you leave Twinkle Toys with all five Bounty Hunt Wanderer plushies.

“Can we come back next week?” You beam up at Sylus, a Snoozer plushie squished in your arms.

“Of course, Kitten. Is there any reason in particular, aside from your unwavering devotion to plushies?” Sylus teases.

“Next week the special edition Wanderer plushies will be available!” The allure of owning a green Lemonette plush leaves you feeling giddy.

Sylus helps load your winnings into the back of his car, before opening the passenger side door for you and pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

“I’ll make sure to clear my schedule.”

[buck-star]

Te iubesc

Bucky, your best friend, has to confess something. But instead of just saying it out loud, he uses a little trick to help him say it.

Pairing: Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Wordcount: 1.337 Words

Warnings/Tags: fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pinning, love confession

Authors Note: Beta’d by my favorite person @thevillainswhore. Te iubesc, thank you so much. Also for the editing of the photos! You’re the best!❤️❤️

Events: Bucky Barnes Bingo [BO23 | K5 | Avengers | @buckybarnesbingo], Marvel-OC-Hub-Bingo [Row Two-Three | It was always you | @marvel-oc-hub]

Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist

The sun is shining beautifully down onto the white snow that covers the ground like a fluffy blanket. It reflects the warm yellow of the sun brightening up the living room. You watch Steve and Tony talking to Thor outside of the big building, probably planning the next mission - or waiting for one of them paying less attention to land with the force of two other men in the snow.

A soft smile plays at your lips, causing the corners of your lips to twitch with amusement. Who might be the first to get a bunch of snow in their face or fly into the soft fluffy coldness you wonder?

“They will throw Tony into the snow first, dragă mea,” Bucky’s soft voice comes from behind you. You turn slowly around, watching the broad super-soldier standing in the door-frame of the living room. His ocean blue orbs are focused on you, softness and love visible in them while he has the most beautiful smile plastered on his handsome face.

You laugh softly, leaning back on the couch while you let your eyes roam shamelessly over the muscular body of your favorite super-soldier. Bucky pushes himself off the frame and walks closer to you, his steps surprisingly quiet for the wall of muscles he literally is. Your best friend lets himself fall down next to you on the couch, leaning back while he automatically spreads his thick thighs.

“Poor, tiny Tony,” you giggle, turning to the windows again to see if they already started to throw one another into the snow and the moment you turn, you see the smaller man flying into the snow. Thor and Steve give one another a high five, before Steve is the next who lands with his face first in the snow. “Steve got face palmed by the snow.”

Bucky bursts out laughing next to you, something so bare and innocent. Two years ago, you never would have thought that this man, who was only known for his PTSD and staring problem, would actually be such a soft man, who has the most beautiful and heartwarming laugh possible. But there he is, laughing like his past doesn’t exist; his nose scrunches slightly and the freckles around his eyes are more visible, making him so much cuter.

“Face palmed by the snow,” he chuckles, shaking his head. His blue eyes settle on your face again when you turn toward him, nodding softly. The brunette's metal arm slides behind your head over the backrest of the couch and he shifts in his seat. “I thought about something, dragă mea.”

“About being face palmed by the snow too?” You ask, giggling. Bucky shakes his head, letting his cold digits run over your shoulder to your neck and back down your shoulder. Goosebumps erupt on your skin and Bucky’s smile widens when he notices, letting his fingers trail south along your collarbone. His touch is light and tender, feeling like a feather tickling you slightly.

“Not really, but if it would make you happy,” he chuckles. His eyes glisten softly as he leans closer to you. Of course, he always wants to please everyone, he would agree to a lot just to make others happy — to make you happy. “You always look so excited when I speak Romanian, so I thought since it's just you and me, I could teach you some things.”

The grin on his face and the mischievous glint in his eyes has your attention for a moment. It's not just because you're excited when he does it, it's something that lights the fire of desire deep inside of him. But you nod, agreeing to his offer. Not just because you want to get to know more about the sparkle in his eyes but also because of the opportunity to listen to him speaking in Romanian for you.

He crosses his legs, keeping the soft motion of his fingers along your collarbone and up and down your shoulder. “First one, it's an easy one. Te iubesc.”

His voice sounds even softer when he speaks in another language and you enjoy the syllables echoing through your mind for a moment longer. You clear your throat. “Te iubesc.”

Bucky's heart flutters, knowing you have no idea what you just said but hearing those word makes the butterflies in his stomach go crazy. His tongue darts out to wet his lips, before he leans his head back and closes his eyes. It sounds perfect when you say it, maybe he should make you say it more often — of course, he should. He needs to hear you say it, over and over again. Bucky knows he could never get tired of it.

“Şi eu te iubesc, lubirea mea” he replies, waiting for your reaction. You narrow your eyes, titling your head slightly in confusion. Bucky chuckles, leaning closer, his warm breath against your neck and you shiver slightly. The brunette blows softly against the soft, warm skin of your neck, noticing the hitch of your breath. “I love you too, my love.”

You pull back slightly, looking at him with widened eyes. Bucky studies your expression for a moment, a flash of concern and uncertainty visible on his face. He keeps his hand on your shoulder, wanting — needing — to feel your warmth underneath his fingers. You keep staring at him, slowly bringing your hands to capture his face. Your tips brush the soft stubble on his face and a soft smile forms on your lips again.

“Do you mean it? I mean, do you—” you interrupt yourself, searching for anything in his eyes that it was just a joke. But there is nothing but honesty and love, not a hint that it was a joke or just some lesson in Romanian. “You really mean it?”

Bucky nods. He chuckles softly, wondering if it wasn’t obvious before. “Didn't you notice? Everyone called me out that I was so obvious,” he chuckles, leaning closer again. “I was afraid to tell you, didn't know how. You know me from the very start after being the winter soldier, I was afraid you see nothing but a victim in me.”

He takes a shaky breath, moving a strand of your hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear. For a moment his eyes move around, settling on the scene of Steve, Thor and Tony throwing snow at one another. He then brings his ocean blue eyes back to yours, a soft sigh escapes his plump lips.

“Steve and Nat assured me that you don't see me as just that. And I—” Bucky mumbles softly, his fingers stroking your cheekbone, while he leans further into the soft touch of your hands still capturing his cheeks. “I still didn't know how to tell you. But I thought when I make you say I love you to me then I could say I love you too.”

“Şi eu te iubesc, Bucky,” you whisper, leaning closer until your lips are only inches away from his. Bucky’s smile grows and he breaks the distance between the two of you, pressing his plump, soft lips against yours. Your heartbeat increases and a low chuckles rumbles through Bucky’s chest.

He traces his thumb along your jaw, pulling slightly back after a moment. “Înseamnă că te iubesc mai mult decăt orice pe lumea asta,” he whispers against your lips with a soft smile. Bucky then leans closer once again, pecking your lips. “Before you wonder, it means, I love you more than anyone or anything in the whole universe.”

“Şi eu te iubesc mai mult dec—” you stumble over your words, huffing with frustration. Bucky chuckles softly, pulling you closer again.

“I know,” he mumbles, his lips touching yours. “Let me enjoy the sweet taste for a moment longer and then we can face palm the snow,” Bucky laughs before he kisses you once more. And the soft feeling of his lips and his smell surrounding you lets you feel like you’re home — definiția ta a casei.

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