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YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Silly; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucky is a conspiracy theory baby.And, as the title suggests - this one is pretty silly. Summary: One curious soldier wakes you in the middle of the night. A/N: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but here I am, back with more stupid pointless completely unnecessary fluff because hi my name is Rae and welcome to my blog. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby. A/N: Hey guys.It’s been a long time. I’ve missed you. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Glow; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1000 Warnings: None, just tooth-rotting fluff Summary: One of your favorite views is only available in the not so dark hours of the night. A/N: Hi, everyone!My name is Rae, and this is the first fic I’ve ever posted on Tumblr, as well as the first fic I’ve written for Bucky! YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Gray; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucko’s inner monologue is a little sad.But there’s still fluff because absolutely nothing has changed here. Summary: Bucky isn’t sure the Soldier will ever really leave him.But maybe that’s okay. A/N: This is my piece for the always stunning @occasionalfics‘ 2K Challenge. Congrats, you angel. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Parent Drabble Series - Part 3; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 448 Warnings: None A/N: Hi, everyone!Here is Part 3 of this little drabble series. Because we have multiple parts now, I will be making a master list for this series that will be linked on my main masterlist.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. wishing all my asian american mutuals a very safe and good day today YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. wishing all my asian american mutuals a very safe and good day today YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. My giant golden retriever is cuddling with me and YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. wishing all my asian american mutuals a very safe and good day today YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. My giant golden retriever is cuddling with me and YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing challenge masterlist ||requests: OPEN
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Stars; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 3500 (Wow) Warnings: Bucky’s inner monologue, a dash of angst (kind of?), some (slightly) suggestive kissing. Summary: A bad mission and a starry sky lead to much more than Bucky expected. A/N: Hi, everyone!Sweet Bucket is back! I’ve said this a million times, but thank you all again for your wonderfully kind words on my recent Steve fics, Sweater YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. My giant golden retriever is cuddling with me and Get more free themes& plugins.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Silly; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucky is a conspiracy theory baby.And, as the title suggests - this one is pretty silly. Summary: One curious soldier wakes you in the middle of the night. A/N: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but here I am, back with more stupid pointless completely unnecessary fluff because hi my name is Rae and welcome to my blog. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Honey; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: None Summary: You find that your soldier is sweeter than you could have ever imagined. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, this is my piece for @barnesrogersvstheworld 1k Writing Challenge, and my prompt was Honey. First of all, I want to say congrats, my friend. You deserve theworld.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Glow; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1000 Warnings: None, just tooth-rotting fluff Summary: One of your favorite views is only available in the not so dark hours of the night. A/N: Hi, everyone!My name is Rae, and this is the first fic I’ve ever posted on Tumblr, as well as the first fic I’ve written for Bucky! YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Gray; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucko’s inner monologue is a little sad.But there’s still fluff because absolutely nothing has changed here. Summary: Bucky isn’t sure the Soldier will ever really leave him.But maybe that’s okay. A/N: This is my piece for the always stunning @occasionalfics‘ 2K Challenge. Congrats, you angel. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Parent Drabble Series - Part 3; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 448 Warnings: None A/N: Hi, everyone!Here is Part 3 of this little drabble series. Because we have multiple parts now, I will be making a master list for this series that will be linked on my main masterlist.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Summary: Christmas sparks lingering memories in Steve’s mind and the promise of something new - with you. A/N: I feel like we could all use some happy after The Doom of Tumblr, so here we are. I have finally entered the smol baby Steven realm of hell. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. In October; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1300 Warnings: Total pointless sap, because literally nothing has changed.Brought to you by Rae, that one girl who can’t stop giving a 100 year old former assassin fluffy animals to mother to death. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. 1k Writing Challenge. Get more free themes & plugins. ask me things! YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Popping in with another holiday request, because I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Summary: Christmas sparks lingering memories in Steve’s mind and the promise of something new - with you. A/N: I feel like we could all use some happy after The Doom of Tumblr, so here we are. I have finally entered the smol baby Steven realm of hell. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. In October; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1300 Warnings: Total pointless sap, because literally nothing has changed.Brought to you by Rae, that one girl who can’t stop giving a 100 year old former assassin fluffy animals to mother to death. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. 1k Writing Challenge. Get more free themes & plugins. ask me things! YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Popping in with another holiday request, because I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Gray; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucko’s inner monologue is a little sad.But there’s still fluff because absolutely nothing has changed here. Summary: Bucky isn’t sure the Soldier will ever really leave him.But maybe that’s okay. A/N: This is my piece for the always stunning @occasionalfics‘ 2K Challenge. Congrats, you angel. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Glow; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1000 Warnings: None, just tooth-rotting fluff Summary: One of your favorite views is only available in the not so dark hours of the night. A/N: Hi, everyone!My name is Rae, and this is the first fic I’ve ever posted on Tumblr, as well as the first fic I’ve written for Bucky! YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Silly; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucky is a conspiracy theory baby.And, as the title suggests - this one is pretty silly. Summary: One curious soldier wakes you in the middle of the night. A/N: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but here I am, back with more stupid pointless completely unnecessary fluff because hi my name is Rae and welcome to my blog. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. 1k Writing Challenge; When I made my blog I never imagined that it would turn into this. I never imagined that I would meet so many great friends and see so many wonderful things. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. The One With the First Date. Get more free themes & plugins. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Okay. Stucky things. I can do that. I have a shelf Get more freethemes & plugins.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Popping in with another holiday request, because I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. wishing all my asian american mutuals a very safe and good day today YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. My giant golden retriever is cuddling with me and YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. wishing all my asian american mutuals a very safe and good day today YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. My giant golden retriever is cuddling with me and YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Stars; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 3500 (Wow) Warnings: Bucky’s inner monologue, a dash of angst (kind of?), some (slightly) suggestive kissing. Summary: A bad mission and a starry sky lead to much more than Bucky expected. A/N: Hi, everyone!Sweet Bucket is back! I’ve said this a million times, but thank you all again for your wonderfully kind words on my recent Steve fics, Sweater YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Gray; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucko’s inner monologue is a little sad.But there’s still fluff because absolutely nothing has changed here. Summary: Bucky isn’t sure the Soldier will ever really leave him.But maybe that’s okay. A/N: This is my piece for the always stunning @occasionalfics‘ 2K Challenge. Congrats, you angel. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Morning Light; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1500 Warnings: Surprise surprise - it’s sappy. Summary: Bucky learns something new. A/N: Wow, it’s been a while.I’m so sorry for being gone so long. I’ve missed you all, but I want to thank everyone for YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Silly; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucky is a conspiracy theory baby.And, as the title suggests - this one is pretty silly. Summary: One curious soldier wakes you in the middle of the night. A/N: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but here I am, back with more stupid pointless completely unnecessary fluff because hi my name is Rae and welcome to my blog. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. In October; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1300 Warnings: Total pointless sap, because literally nothing has changed.Brought to you by Rae, that one girl who can’t stop giving a 100 year old former assassin fluffy animals to mother to death. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Parent Drabble Series - Part 3; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 448 Warnings: None A/N: Hi, everyone!Here is Part 3 of this little drabble series. Because we have multiple parts now, I will be making a master list for this series that will be linked on my main masterlist.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Honey; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: None Summary: You find that your soldier is sweeter than you could have ever imagined. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, this is my piece for @barnesrogersvstheworld 1k Writing Challenge, and my prompt was Honey. First of all, I want to say congrats, my friend. You deserve theworld.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Flowers; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 2000 Warnings: Death by fluff.Seriously. Summary: A nice day outside with his two favorite people makes Bucky think. A/N: Hi, everyone!Stucky is back! Honestly, this is all thanks to @barnesrogersvstheworld and @evanstar for nearly killing me with their beautiful Stucky pieces. (I told you it was coming soon, Attie, so here you go.) YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Gray; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucko’s inner monologue is a little sad.But there’s still fluff because absolutely nothing has changed here. Summary: Bucky isn’t sure the Soldier will ever really leave him.But maybe that’s okay. A/N: This is my piece for the always stunning @occasionalfics‘ 2K Challenge. Congrats, you angel. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Silly; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucky is a conspiracy theory baby.And, as the title suggests - this one is pretty silly. Summary: One curious soldier wakes you in the middle of the night. A/N: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but here I am, back with more stupid pointless completely unnecessary fluff because hi my name is Rae and welcome to my blog. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars. Lovers alone wear sunlight. Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. Most people are perfectly afraid of silence. Twice I have lived forever in a smile. Love is thicker than YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. His eyes fly open and his hands push yours away, the smile never leaving his face. “Come on, sleepy girl,” he teases, wrapping you in his arms and maneuvering his way onto the mattress. He watches as you shift with him. Position yourself on your side to face him, a tiny, sleepy pout on your lips. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Alone; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Sad Steven, mostly fluff Summary: Sometimes Steve just needs a little reminder. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, here I am, officially in Stucky hell. And again, I’m posting two fics in one week! I’ve been writing so much lately and I really just couldn’t wait to share this one with you.Also, this is just another fic for the fluff war I YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Steel eyes shift away from the mirror to where you sit, back to him. He draws in a long breath, the tiniest smile curling at his lips as he looks back to the products on the table, all placed neatly. Flesh fingers reach out, feeling the cool plastic. “Okay, I think,” he tells the back of your head. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Paint; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Back from the dead to post something that is quite literally the sappy essence of this blog and also completely pointless.But hey - the world’s going to shit. Have some fluff. Summary: Steve picks up an old hobby.A/N: Hey
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Gray; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucko’s inner monologue is a little sad.But there’s still fluff because absolutely nothing has changed here. Summary: Bucky isn’t sure the Soldier will ever really leave him.But maybe that’s okay. A/N: This is my piece for the always stunning @occasionalfics‘ 2K Challenge. Congrats, you angel. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Silly; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Bucky is a conspiracy theory baby.And, as the title suggests - this one is pretty silly. Summary: One curious soldier wakes you in the middle of the night. A/N: I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but here I am, back with more stupid pointless completely unnecessary fluff because hi my name is Rae and welcome to my blog. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Maple; Pairing: Bucky x Reader. Word Count: 1800. Warnings: Just a whole lot of sap. Summary: Bucky gets a surprise. A/N: I know I’m posting this super late in the day, but I ju YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Velvet; Pairing: Steve x Reader Word Count: 1600 Warnings: One giant order of fluff with bearded Steve and a side of mild spice.Some swearing, because who can form coherent thoughts about this man. Not me. Summary: The softest, prettiest jacket for the softest, prettiest soldier. A/N: I know it’s been some time since I last posted, and for that I am very sorry. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. yours is the light by which my spirit’s born. Rae || sometimes I write things || masterlist || on AO3 @moonlight_rae || personal blog @moonlight_rae || 1k writing YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. For Him; Pairing: Steve x Bucky Word Count: 1200 Warnings: Nothing but ridiculous, sappy fluff.Watch out - it might kill you. Summary: Two pretty boys under a Wakandan sunset A/N: This is me breaking through a very rough case of writer’s block and also trying to make myself feel better after a pretty tough week.Inspired by Troye Sivan’s “for him.”, the song I’ve been listening to on YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Golden; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 2000 Warnings: Character death, angst Summary: You’re granted a few final moments with your soldier.And you have some things to say. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, this. I’m sorry. Except I’m kind of not. I’ve had this idea in my head for so long and I’ve been working on it for a few weeks. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Glow; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1000 Warnings: None, just tooth-rotting fluff Summary: One of your favorite views is only available in the not so dark hours of the night. A/N: Hi, everyone!My name is Rae, and this is the first fic I’ve ever posted on Tumblr, as well as the first fic I’ve written for Bucky! YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Flowers; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 2000 Warnings: Death by fluff.Seriously. Summary: A nice day outside with his two favorite people makes Bucky think. A/N: Hi, everyone!Stucky is back! Honestly, this is all thanks to @barnesrogersvstheworld and @evanstar for nearly killing me with their beautiful Stucky pieces. (I told you it was coming soon, Attie, so here you go.) YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Honey; Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: None Summary: You find that your soldier is sweeter than you could have ever imagined. A/N: Hi, everyone!So, this is my piece for @barnesrogersvstheworld 1k Writing Challenge, and my prompt was Honey. First of all, I want to say congrats, my friend. You deserve theworld.
YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Cozy; Pairing: Stucky x Reader Word Count: 1100 Warnings: Full of floof.But what’s new? Summary: The beginning of fall looks good.Your soldiers look better. A/N: This is my entry for @until-theend-oftheline‘s Scarlet Stucky Quickie Challenge.I was inspired by the beautiful Stucky mood board to write this fall piece. YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. wishing all my asian american mutuals a very safe and good day today YOURS IS THE LIGHT BY WHICH MY SPIRIT’S BORN. Get more free themes & plugins. Get more free themes & plugins.* ask me things!
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> WARNINGS: Swearing, violence, blood, depression, sexual references, > fwb, smut of the 18+ variety>
> SUMMARY: A summer assignment uncovers more than a deadly weapons > trade when the three of them are pushed to confront awakening > feelings they never anticipated.>
> _…when I’m with you, there’s no reason to pretend that, when > I’m with you, I feel flames again…_>
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I was tagged by the gorgeous @evanstar (love love you, darling Maggie 💗) to do t_HIS._ I had a strangely difficult time finding some bangs that sort of resembled mine and definitely got a little carried away, but it wasfun!
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FANGIRLFICTIONMAIN ASKED: RAE, SWEETEST GAL ON TUMBLR, CUTEST FRIEND EVER, HI I MISS YOU AND I MISS TALKING TO YOU AND I MISS READING YOUR PRETTY WORDS I SAW YOU ASKED FOR "WHAT'S YOUR OPINION ON" AND I HAVE A FEW! 1. MUSTARD 2. TYPE OF PIZZA CRUST: THIN, THICK, STUFFED WITH CHEESE, DEEP DISH 3. AVOCADOS 4. RAIN 5. DARK CHOCOLATE 6. CRUNCHY LEAVES 7. PENGUINS 8. TOMATOES I LOVE YOUUUUUU ♥️ My precious Lila, hi! I’ve missed you too. I hope you’re doing well and life is being kind to you 💗 (Oh and also - congrats on your Master’s degree! That is such an incredible accomplishment and I hope you feel immensely proud of yourself, because I am so proud ofyou!)
Okay now on to my opinions - _MUSTARD: _Not really a fan. I like it on burgers once in a blue moon I guess? But other than that, I usually avoid mustard. _Type of pizza crust: _Thin all the time. Nothing will ever be betterthan thin crust.
_AVOCADOS: _Avocados are _nasty _and I hate them. _RAIN: _I _love _the rain. I don’t like it as much when it lasts for more than few days, but a nice rainy weekend is so peaceful and pretty. (It’s actually raining where I live right now, and I’ve sort of just been staring out the window at the river by my house and the little patch of woods we have that look so green and lush and pretty in the rain.) _DARK CHOCOLATE: _It’s so yummy. I just bought a pack of Godiva bars with all different flavors and I am saving the dark chocolate for last because I know it will be the best. _Crunchy leaves: _I love crunchy leaves! _PENGUINS: _The purest creatures on Earth. They are so sweet andcute.
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>> WARNINGS: Swearing, a mildly suggestive scene, no real, set plot. >> Also - the general theme of this one is healing from mental >> illness and trauma. It is mostly fluff, but there are some heavier >> sections. There is nothing overly intense or graphic, but if the >> topic triggers you, please keep that in mind. Stay safe, guys.>>
>> SUMMARY: Bucky is sprouting his feathers.>>
>> A/N: This is my entry for my beautiful Attie’s, >> @barnesrogersvstheworld >> 3k challenge and my prompt was _feathers_. I am disgustingly late >> with this one, as you can tell, because Attie has nearly doubled >> that milestone by now (also everyone go follow Attie she’s the >> best). I’ve been working on this one for a long, _long _time, so >> I apologize if it’s a little choppy and all over the place. And, >> to Attie - I am sorry for being so horribly late. I just hope you >> like this one enough to forgive me.>>
>> This piece is mildly based on my experience with my mental health >> this year, and also inspired by Ariana Grande’s “get well >> soon”, as you can tell with the title. I did that all lowercase >> thing because it’s trendy.>>
>> I cannot write an author’s note without giving a huge shoutout >> to all of my lovely friends and you wonderful followers for being >> so patient and understanding with me this year. It’s been a long >> road. I hope you guys enjoy this one.>>
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>> A fresh summer, with air just on the side of too warm, and the >> blazing orange light of dawn, finds Bucky tucked into a worn >> blanket, shoulder pressed into the wall and eyes set out the >> window - on tiny, pale yellow feathers.>>
>> He doesn’t recognize them. Can’t recall seeing the nest or the >> bird before this morning, stumbling out of bed hours before the >> sun rose and crashing into the living room. Settling down to train >> his weary mind on the few stars he could see in the city.>>
>> The bird is singing now, the same call he heard as that first lick >> of gold spread over the horizon. A high pitched, staccato rhythm >> melting away the panic of the night. Soothing his frayed nerves.>>
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> every time i see that you’ve tagged me in something, i smile. my > heart feels so light because you are gracing us with your words. and > i know that they have been few and far between lately, and that’s > okay, darling. because its led you to this and _this_ is a> masterpiece.
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> bucky is so _soft_ in your stories. he is such an angel, a teddy > bear–i want to wrap him up in a blanket and cuddle him in my lap. > he is so tender and strong, a delicate force to be reckoned with. > there is power here, power lying underneath this gentle facade.>
> and the flow of this is so magical. the way that you write, it > captures details so perfectly. i can see the light in the window, > the magic in the apartment, and the nest outside. and the birds and > the nest are a beautiful refrain that you’ve added. its so > precious and adds to the delicate, intimate feel of it all.>
> and sudsy bucky? sneaky bucky? “hey babe there are kids storming > area 51 lets get our friends who all share one brain cell and that > parker kid and lets go get us some aliens” bucky? absolutely > hi-fucking-larious.>
> i think that thats all i wanted to say for now. but it was magic. > lovely, honestly, beautiful magic. i love you and this so much I’m sorry that it took me so long to respond to this comment, because I was trying to gather my words. I still have none. I love you so much. Thank you for being so supportive always. I don’t know what I would do without you, my love 💗*
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>> _Why, darling, I don’t live at all when I’m not with you._>>
>> _-Ernest Hemingway_* #my loves
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ANONYMOUS ASKED: I LOVE THE WAY YOU PORTRAY BUCKY!! IT’S REALLY CONSISTENT THROUGHOUT YOUR STORIES AND KIND OF SHOWS A DEVELOPMENT. SOMETIMES YOU SHOW US A FLASHBACK OF THE EARLIER DAYS ( LIKE AT THE BEGINNING OF NAKED) OR HIM GETTING BETTER AND HIS ROAD TO RECOVERY LIKE IN GET WELL SOON. I LOVE THE WAY YOU PORTRAY HIM AND HIS TRAUMA AND KIND OF WEB IT INTO THE STORIES IN SUCH A DELICATE AND CHALLENGING WAY. AND DON’T GET ME STARTED AT YOUR WORD CHOICES OH MY THE FLOW IS JUST REMARKABLY BEAUTIFUL! I really needed this one today. Thank you so much for your kind words and for reading my things. I am so glad that you’ve enjoyed them. Much love to you, gorgeous nonnie 💗* #Rae answers
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BARNESROGERSVSTHEWORLD ASKED: AFTER HAVING TO MULL OVER YOUR EXCELLENT SELECTION OF PROMPTS I THINK I’VE FINALLY SETTLED ON A REQUEST FOR 33 FROM THE SENSORY LIST: THE FEEL OF FINGERTIPS TRAILING OVER A BARE SHOULDER BLADE. WIIIITH....BUCKY, I THINK, BECAUSE YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE THE WAY YOU WRITE HIM! CONGRATULATIONS ON 1000. I ADORE YOU TO PIECES 💙hispeculiartreasure
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> Sorry this took so long, my darling 💕>
> Originally posted by latenights>
> The sun is barely peeking over the horizon as you stare out the > window, watching its light coax its way into the world.>
> Very rarely were you conscious for dawn, but your mind was filled > with swirling with uncertainty. Still in your pajama shorts and tank > top, you pull a soft blanket tighter around you - hands > absentmindedly rubbing your arms.>
> The soft pad of footfalls behind you alerts you to his presence > before rough fingertips brush against your bare shoulder blade, > sending new kinds of shivers down your spine. His fingers give way > to his palm, both hands coming up to knead at the tense muscles > beneath your shoulders.>
> “What’re you doing?” Bucky murmurs lowly into your ear.>
> You shift a bit of weight into him before responding,> “Thinking.”
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> “I can practically hear you,” he teases mildly, pulling a > barely-there smile out of you. Those fingertips skitter across > skin and you can practically feel the concern shifting through them. > “You’ve gotta let your mind rest, sweetheart.”>
> “Easier said than done.” You don’t mean to sound flat, > uninterested. A dull throb pulses beneath your temple, drawing even > more attention away from the man you so dearly love.>
> He sighs deeply. “I know.”>
> Steady arms wrap around your middle, gently drawing you to his > chest. Tendrils of hair tickle your collarbone as Bucky notches his > chin over your shoulder, his scruff scratchy in a grounding sort of> way.
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> “What can I do for you?” he whispers.>
> He couldn’t stop the thoughts. He couldn’t stand between you and > the doubt, blocking you from blow after blow. There was only one > thing he could actually do.>
> “Can you just… be with me?”>
> You can feel his rumble from his chest into your heart. “I can do > that.” He begins to sway you back and forth while humming a gentle > tune. “I’m right here.”>
> Hands sliding along his, you surrender to his lull. Forcing yourself > to focus on how he feels around you, the warmth of his body, freshly > rolled out of bed. The weight of his love bearing down upon you in > such a small act of service, a minute favor you’d asked of him. He > could’ve tried to convince you that there was nothing to be down > about. Could’ve attempted to fix problems.>
> But he was a listener.>
> “M’not going anywhere,” his love continues to reveal. He wipes > at a stray tear that had made its way to your chin.>
> And you felt truly heard. My god, this is such a gorgeous piece! I don’t know how you made me feel so many things with so few words, but wow, you did it. Everything I love about Bucky is right here - how sweet, kind, compassionate and loving he is. He just wants everyone to feel okay. I adore this portrayal of him. Thank you for sharing this one with us 💗* #fic rec
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> Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling > you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it > a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style > or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought > they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time? (via marvelous-avengers)
* #this sounds like funnnnnn * #it's sunday friends come chat with me* #writer asks
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* #i love this movie so goddamn much * #10 things i hate about you*
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> sweetboybucky
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>> PAIRING: Bucky x Reader>>
>> WORD COUNT: 3800>>
>> WARNINGS: Swearing, a mildly suggestive scene, no real, set plot. >> Also - the general theme of this one is healing from mental >> illness and trauma. It is mostly fluff, but there are some heavier >> sections. There is nothing overly intense or graphic, but if the >> topic triggers you, please keep that in mind. Stay safe, guys.>>
>> SUMMARY: Bucky is sprouting his feathers.>>
>> A/N: This is my entry for my beautiful Attie’s, >> @barnesrogersvstheworld >> 3k challenge and my prompt was _feathers_. I am disgustingly late >> with this one, as you can tell, because Attie has nearly doubled >> that milestone by now (also everyone go follow Attie she’s the >> best). I’ve been working on this one for a long, _long _time, so >> I apologize if it’s a little choppy and all over the place. And, >> to Attie - I am sorry for being so horribly late. I just hope you >> like this one enough to forgive me.>>
>> This piece is mildly based on my experience with my mental health >> this year, and also inspired by Ariana Grande’s “get well >> soon”, as you can tell with the title. I did that all lowercase >> thing because it’s trendy.>>
>> I cannot write an author’s note without giving a huge shoutout >> to all of my lovely friends and you wonderful followers for being >> so patient and understanding with me this year. It’s been a long >> road. I hope you guys enjoy this one.>>
>> ***
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>> A fresh summer, with air just on the side of too warm, and the >> blazing orange light of dawn, finds Bucky tucked into a worn >> blanket, shoulder pressed into the wall and eyes set out the >> window - on tiny, pale yellow feathers.>>
>> He doesn’t recognize them. Can’t recall seeing the nest or the >> bird before this morning, stumbling out of bed hours before the >> sun rose and crashing into the living room. Settling down to train >> his weary mind on the few stars he could see in the city.>>
>> The bird is singing now, the same call he heard as that first lick >> of gold spread over the horizon. A high pitched, staccato rhythm >> melting away the panic of the night. Soothing his frayed nerves.>>
>> Keep reading
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> THIS WAS SO PURE I AM TEARING UP AT WORK Sorry for the tears, but thanks for reading, love! ✨ (via bucknasty-barnes)
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BUCKYBARNESHAIRPULLINGKINK ASKED: HI BUBS! I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD ADD ME TO YOUR MAIN TAGLIST? I THINK THAT’S BUCK, STEVE AND STUCKY RIGHT? IF SO I’D LOVE TO BE ADDED XXX Hey, love! I checked, and it looks like you’re already on my tag list. Did you not get a notification for the latest story? I know Tumblr is dumb and does that sometimes. Anyway, thanks for reading,angel ✨
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>> PAIRING: Bucky x Reader>>
>> WORD COUNT: 3800>>
>> WARNINGS: Swearing, a mildly suggestive scene, no real, set plot. >> Also - the general theme of this one is healing from mental >> illness and trauma. It is mostly fluff, but there are some heavier >> sections. There is nothing overly intense or graphic, but if the >> topic triggers you, please keep that in mind. Stay safe, guys.>>
>> SUMMARY: Bucky is sprouting his feathers.>>
>> A/N: This is my entry for my beautiful Attie’s, >> @barnesrogersvstheworld >> 3k challenge and my prompt was _feathers_. I am disgustingly late >> with this one, as you can tell, because Attie has nearly doubled >> that milestone by now (also everyone go follow Attie she’s the >> best). I’ve been working on this one for a long, _long _time, so >> I apologize if it’s a little choppy and all over the place. And, >> to Attie - I am sorry for being so horribly late. I just hope you >> like this one enough to forgive me.>>
>> This piece is mildly based on my experience with my mental health >> this year, and also inspired by Ariana Grande’s “get well >> soon”, as you can tell with the title. I did that all lowercase >> thing because it’s trendy.>>
>> I cannot write an author’s note without giving a huge shoutout >> to all of my lovely friends and you wonderful followers for being >> so patient and understanding with me this year. It’s been a long >> road. I hope you guys enjoy this one.>>
>> ***
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>> A fresh summer, with air just on the side of too warm, and the >> blazing orange light of dawn, finds Bucky tucked into a worn >> blanket, shoulder pressed into the wall and eyes set out the >> window - on tiny, pale yellow feathers.>>
>> He doesn’t recognize them. Can’t recall seeing the nest or the >> bird before this morning, stumbling out of bed hours before the >> sun rose and crashing into the living room. Settling down to train >> his weary mind on the few stars he could see in the city.>>
>> The bird is singing now, the same call he heard as that first lick >> of gold spread over the horizon. A high pitched, staccato rhythm >> melting away the panic of the night. Soothing his frayed nerves.>>
>> Keep reading
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> _I’M YELLING AND CRYING AND YELLING. I’M JUST!!!!! _>
> Where – _how_ do I start with this? Short of copying the entire > 3800 words of the fic into this comment, there are so many moments > that just had me sighing in awe at how beautiful your words have > always been. There has always been such a careful touch with the way > you craft your words – it’s equal parts soft, bright, startling, > and easy all at once. I just _can’t_ explain it.>
> The bird is singing now, the same call he heard as that first lick > of gold spread over the horizon. A high pitched, staccato rhythm > melting away the panic of the night. Soothing his frayed nerves.>
> WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE WORDS RAE THEY’RE SO BEAUTIFUL AND SO > SIMPLE. I adore how such a simple sound calms him. I know it isn’t > much, but it feels so true to him to be able to attach himself to > something small yet _real_.>
> It is a quiet sound now, but Bucky can feel the approaching roar in > his bones. Knows that it will eventually work to drown out every > thought in his head - and that it will fail. That it will bring the > frost back to his veins - and that it will win.>
> It’s so easy to feel like the simplest things, the newest joys can > be taken away so quickly with the way our minds work – and for > someone with Bucky’s breadth of trauma, I can’t imagine what it > must feel like. You’ve captured this so incredibly well, I’m > just!!!!!!! UGH.>
> Bucky leans closer to you, pressing his lips to the side of your > head and catching the view of the sun dipping just below the horizon > out the window, ochre light setting on the familiar, tiny feathers > shielding four brand new eggs.>
> The! Best! Thing! I love the way you grounded the entire thread of > this stunning fic with the birds and the feathers. The fleeting > nature of how birds are, their cycle of feathers, and the rise and > fall of the sun is so beautifully grounding. It’s like Bucky knows > these things are a constant and it feels like he’s starting to > make his peace with it, accept it, and slowly take charge of his own > mind as you’ve so beautifully crafted throughout the latter half> of the fic.
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> “Could tell Sam and Steve and Nat, too. They all share one ‘fuck > the government’ gene. Probably willing to go.” / “You and Sam > and Steve all share one brain cell, too.”>
> The Barbershop Quartet are all goddamn imbeciles who think they all > know better but clearly don’t _JesusfuckingCHRIST_ I LOVE THEM SO> MUCH.
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> “Still love you, though,” he whispers, hoping you know how much > he means it. How much weight those words hold for him now.>
> I! Love! This! It takes so much to admit this, to _be_ vulnerable > and _own_ it, especially for someone who has gone through those > years of being alone and being accountable for himself and him alone > – no room for selflessness, because it’s not something he’s > ever been able to _afford_ to be_ _and_ ahhhhhhhhhhh…_>
> A lazy, pretty smile curls at your lips, lit by the tiny stream of > moonlight coming in through the window, under the same light > painting smooth yellow feathers the most beautiful silver.>
> I’m just going to curl into a ball and cry this imagery is so soft > and just exquisite and so gentle, like an easy breeze after a long> warm day.
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> “Because she never belonged to me.” And it feels like an > admission, a confession. Like something he’s been aching to say > since he truly woke up. Since the real frost on his skin finally > faded, since his mind become a space he could sometimes call his own > again. Something freeing and brand new. He thinks he likes the sound > of it. “She was always her own.”>
> THIS ENTIRE GODDAMN PARAGRAPH, RAE. HOW DID YOU DO THIS. IT’S > PERFECTION the way you’ve shown the incredibly tricky process and > journey (I hate this word, but it’s true) of Bucky’s agency and > how he’s _chosen_ to take charge of him and him alone, who he is > and how he chooses to be. The fact you’ve decided on the word > ‘confession’ to describe this feeling is so clever, so telling > – just SO GOOD.>
> Did you know I missed your words a lot?? And you, I guess, but also > your words. I hope this fic was as cathartic for you as it felt for> me.
I really have no words that could do this comment justice. So just - thank you. For reading, for being you, for being so lovely through this year. This one was cathartic for me, it means a lot to me, and I’m glad it meant something to you too. I love you more than I could ever say, my love 💗✨*
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