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Ya’ll. I miss roleplaying Buck. Don’t worry...I still do. This blog has just...died a little. Life got hectic. College is happening. I’m working and doing a show. Saving money to meet Sebastian Stan. It’s all a little crazy. I miss you guys <3
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I GET TO MEET SEBASTIAN STAN HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS OHMYGOD
Please reblog if you’re OK with your partner ‘fading to black’ even if they’re of age.
He told me I deserved the world but he never once tried to give it to me.
something i should have realised a long time ago (via beschaedigung)
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He told me I deserved the world but he never once tried to give it to me.
something i should have realised a long time ago (via beschaedigung)
three word starters.
❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜
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Guys...I wanna roleplay with a Kylo Ren...
Your OTP in a hammock, peacefully napping together in each other’s arms. Person A wakes up disoriented trying to snuggle B more, but ends up flipping the entire hammock over.
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"Want some hot chocolate?"
Things Bucky Barnes hates: The cold. Unwanted and unexpected cold. He woke up and it was if Jack Frost himself had infiltrated his room. He woke up shivering, his teeth chattering, his mind confused of it’s location if only for a moment. He glared at the air as if that would take away the cold. Quickly, he crawled out of bed, pulling on sweats and a giant over-sized sweat shirt. He then dragged his comforter off the bed and promptly left his frigid room.
But he could not escape even as he lounged on the couch, a giant comforter wrapped around his shoulders, his hair falling from a loose ponytail. He had been watching mindless television for the past hour and half, unmoving, save for any light shivering.
He glanced in Bryce’s general direction, his eyes lighting up at the mention of hot chocolate. “Yes. Please. That would be greatly appreciated.” He turned more towards her, pulling the blanket even farther around his shoulders. “Are you cold? Or is it just me?”
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“Just hurry. I might freeze to death.” He shot a wink in her direction before going back to his burrito comforter, nearly disappearing under it. Why was it so cold? What was the purpose of the cold in the first place? Why did it exist.
Once she’d finished making the hot chocolate, Bryce mentally shrugged to herself and added whipped cream and marshmallows on top before bringing both mugs back to Bucky and offering him one. “I’m not gonna believe that until I see someone’s tongue stick to your arm.”
He gladly took the mug from her, cradling it close to his body and taking a sip. “Y’know I’m really tempted to test that out once it gets cold enough.” He shot a smile at her. “Thank you. Now c’mere.” He scooted over on the couch and patted the spot next to him.
"Want some hot chocolate?"
Things Bucky Barnes hates: The cold. Unwanted and unexpected cold. He woke up and it was if Jack Frost himself had infiltrated his room. He woke up shivering, his teeth chattering, his mind confused of it’s location if only for a moment. He glared at the air as if that would take away the cold. Quickly, he crawled out of bed, pulling on sweats and a giant over-sized sweat shirt. He then dragged his comforter off the bed and promptly left his frigid room.
But he could not escape even as he lounged on the couch, a giant comforter wrapped around his shoulders, his hair falling from a loose ponytail. He had been watching mindless television for the past hour and half, unmoving, save for any light shivering.
He glanced in Bryce’s general direction, his eyes lighting up at the mention of hot chocolate. “Yes. Please. That would be greatly appreciated.” He turned more towards her, pulling the blanket even farther around his shoulders. “Are you cold? Or is it just me?”
winters-weapon
“So that means you’re warm? Because if that’s so you should get over here and share because I haven’t stop shivering for the last who the hell knows how long.” He glared at the tv, not even sure what the hell he was watching anymore, curling in on himself and trying to find warmth where there was none.
“I’m basically a self contained living breathing gamma reactor. So yes, my irradiated blood keeps me warm.” She paused. “Hot chocolate first. Then body heat sharing.”
With that, she left to start preparing the drinks.
“Just hurry. I might freeze to death.” He shot a wink in her direction before going back to his burrito comforter, nearly disappearing under it. Why was it so cold? What was the purpose of the cold in the first place? Why did it exist.
"Want some hot chocolate?"
Things Bucky Barnes hates: The cold. Unwanted and unexpected cold. He woke up and it was if Jack Frost himself had infiltrated his room. He woke up shivering, his teeth chattering, his mind confused of it’s location if only for a moment. He glared at the air as if that would take away the cold. Quickly, he crawled out of bed, pulling on sweats and a giant over-sized sweat shirt. He then dragged his comforter off the bed and promptly left his frigid room.
But he could not escape even as he lounged on the couch, a giant comforter wrapped around his shoulders, his hair falling from a loose ponytail. He had been watching mindless television for the past hour and half, unmoving, save for any light shivering.
He glanced in Bryce’s general direction, his eyes lighting up at the mention of hot chocolate. “Yes. Please. That would be greatly appreciated.” He turned more towards her, pulling the blanket even farther around his shoulders. “Are you cold? Or is it just me?”
Upon thinking about it, Bryce felt made perfect sense for Bucky to hate the cold. Steve seemed to share the dislike which only appeared to confirm her suspicions.
When Bucky asked her the question she blinked as she registered the temperature of the room. “Uh, I guess it’s a little cooler than normal. I don’t always notice that kind of thing since my core body temperature runs pretty high.”
“So that means you’re warm? Because if that’s so you should get over here and share because I haven’t stop shivering for the last who the hell knows how long.” He glared at the tv, not even sure what the hell he was watching anymore, curling in on himself and trying to find warmth where there was none.
"Want some hot chocolate?"
Things Bucky Barnes hates: The cold. Unwanted and unexpected cold. He woke up and it was if Jack Frost himself had infiltrated his room. He woke up shivering, his teeth chattering, his mind confused of it’s location if only for a moment. He glared at the air as if that would take away the cold. Quickly, he crawled out of bed, pulling on sweats and a giant over-sized sweat shirt. He then dragged his comforter off the bed and promptly left his frigid room.
But he could not escape even as he lounged on the couch, a giant comforter wrapped around his shoulders, his hair falling from a loose ponytail. He had been watching mindless television for the past hour and half, unmoving, save for any light shivering.
He glanced in Bryce’s general direction, his eyes lighting up at the mention of hot chocolate. “Yes. Please. That would be greatly appreciated.” He turned more towards her, pulling the blanket even farther around his shoulders. “Are you cold? Or is it just me?”
Holiday Sentence Starters
"Want some hot chocolate?"
"You think we have enough decorations?"
"We still have to get the tree."
"I think we need more ornaments."
"Do you wanna build a snowman?"
"I think you need a good snowball fight."
"When should we get the turkey?"
"Who's coming over?"
"Do we /have/ to go?"
"It's a costume only party, you have to wear it."
"Don't forget your gloves/jacket/hat."
"It's too cold, let's just stay in bed."
"I just want to lie here all day with you."
"Did you eat all my cookies?"
"We can't afford this!"
"Scoot over. Share the warmth."
"I'm cold."
"We should start a fire."
"You're a good pillow."
"Do I look like a pillow to you?"
"You think (name) would settle for just carrots? ...Y'know, the reindeer need to eat too. Maybe Santa's on a diet this year."
"Did you leave milk and cookies?"
"Are you shivering?"
"You think you got enough gifts there?"
"I think we forgot something..."
"Do you have your list ready yet?"
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This gave me goosebumps holy shit
