#'if i was a girl i would go by alice. thats the prettiest name ever'

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

I met my friend House this summer and we immediately vibed, and about half a week into our friendship we friended each other on Pokemon Go, and I noticed that their avatar was a woman but I paid little attention to it because I was more concerned with Pokemon. And at this point I was still under the impression that she was a cis guy. But he said something like "Yeah I really like making and customizing the avatars, it's fun," and my brain didn't make the connection that MAYBE THEY WERE TRYING TO DRAW MY ATTENTION TOWARDS THEIR AVATAR TO KIND OF SUBTLY LET ME KNOW THEY'RE NOT CIS but again I was too concerned with the Pokemen and I can't even remember what I said in response, but later I was looking back and thought HOLY SHIT WAIT I THINK SHE WAS TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING and now I know that they're nb.

[doasyoudesireandlive]

just like Alice in Wonderland

Pairing: gardener!Bucky x artist!reader

warnings: fluff if thats a warning haha

summary: Bucky ask you out.

Ok, so this is part 2 of "The girl who outshines the beauty of a rose"

this got so long and im sorry about that. Lazily proof-read so there will be mistakes - sorry in advance!

Sun shining, flowers blooming, a cooling breeze in the scorching summer air. Could it get any better? Ever since he gave you that beautiful bouquet of roses, you’ve been talking to him every time you see him in the park. You ask about the flowers, bushes and trees, and he explains enthusiastically. He told you his name, Bucky – and you told him yours, though he calls you a new cute nickname every time.

A beautiful purple flower is laid down on your sketching pad. You look up and pretty blue eyes meets yours.

“Hey pretty girl” his boyish grin charms your socks off. “It’s an iris” He points to the flower. Nodding, you take the beautiful flower into your hand. Grinning up at him you smell it and hum.

“I love it!” By now Bucky is smiling so wide he reminds you of the Cheshire cat. A laugh bobbles up in your throat and before you know it, you are giggling hard. “

Bucky looks very confused but soon he’s laughing along.

“I’m so sorry you just looked so cute and you reminded me of the Cheshire cat. The one from Alice in Wonderland… I’m sorry” you laugh even harder, almost falling off the bench and being caught by two strong arms and pulled up on your feet.

Bucky chuckles “oh, watch it sweetheart!” standing chest to chest now, lips inches apart.

“You really think I’m cute?” Bucky says in a sincere tone. You can feel the butterflies going crazy in your tummy but a sudden urge of courage makes you speak.

“The cutest I’ve ever seen. The handsomest even” Bucky gives you a half smile, his tongue sweeping over his lower lip.

“Says the most beautiful girl to walk the Earth. “ Your heart is about to jump out of your chest.

Bucky leans in and rubs the tip of his nose against yours. The tenderness of it all makes you shiver. Your lips meet in the best kiss you’ve ever gotten. Full lips against yours, the tip of his tongue licking against the seam of your lips. You gladly accept and you kiss until you feel like you’re floating and that you two are the only people in the world.

Breaking the kiss, Bucky brings his hands up to cradle your face. One warm hand, one leather gloved one. “Go out with me tonight?”

Giggling you kiss him again “Of course! I thought you would never ask! what do you wanna do?”

Bucky shines like the sun “Dinner at 7? Give me your address and I’ll pick you up. Oh…maybe your phone number too?” he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. He looks very adorable, as if he got shy all of the sudden.

Reaching into your pocket, you fish out your phone, handing it to him. He does the same, and soon you have his number saved.

He takes you into his arms, hugs you tight, and give you a sweet kiss. “See you at 7, darling”

You feel like you are floating when you are walking home from the park that day. He kissed you! He asked you out! A man like Bucky wanted you! Your previous experiences with guys were not glorious to say the least. A few boys that you went to school with had taken you out on dates but the lazy artist kind of man did not appeal to you.

What am I going to wear?!

After turning your closet upside down you finally found an outfit that you felt happy with. A dress that had somehow hid behind a big box on your closet floor, a denim jacket and new white shoes. You had texted Bucky your address earlier.

Wonder why hes always using that leather glove on his left hand. Maybe he got hurt at work or something. He is also always wearing a long sleeved shirt, even when the summer heat came creeping up. The doorbell pulls you out of your thoughts.

Opening the door you are met by a huge bouquet of flowers. Roses, irises, dahlias and lilies arranged together. “For the prettiest girl” Bucky gives you the bouquet.

“Thank you, its beautiful!” inhaling the lovely smell of the flowers you smile up at Bucky. “let me just get these a vase and we’ll head out!”

You quickly fix it and you and Bucky heads out together.

“so… Where are we going?” you ask. Bucky smiles and takes your hand. “To where it all started.” To your surprise he takes you back to the park, where its somehow arranged for you to eat dinner. Seated under the silver willow, making your own little private space.

With stars in your eyes you look up at Bucky “Bucky… Its amazing!” he squeezes your hand a little tighter and leads you towards the table. Being a real gentleman he pulls out the chair for you. Suddenly a waiter appears and offers you some wine. You nod and red wine is poured in your glass.

“This is wonderful, how did you arrange all this?” Bucky smiles fondly and reaches out to hold your hand over the table. “Everything for my best girl. If you wanna be my best girl..?” The hope shines in his eyes. Your heart is pumping so hard you can feel it rush in your ears and your breath is caught in your throat.

“Well duh, of course I wanna be your girl!” The last word comes out almost like a squeal and Bucky huffs out a relieved laugh , like he was holding his breath before. Leaning over the table you kiss, romantic, sweet and with promises of good things. Looking in to those blue eyes you feel yourself falling down the rabbit hole they call love. Once again kind of like Alice in Wonderland.

The dinner is amazing. Lovely steak with roast vegetables. You eat and talk. Bucky takes his left hand up to run it through his hair. “Bucky? Mind if I ask you something?”

“Ask away, sweetheart”

“Why the leather glove and the long sleeves? Its ok if you don’t wanna talk about it, I’m just curious”

Bucky looks uneasy for a second before he slowly pulls the leather glove off. Underneath is a shiny black metallic prosthetic. You look at it with big eyes as he moves his fingers around, showing it off.

“I got into a car accident when I was 18. My best friend and I was going on a road trip. We were 20 minutes from home when a car crosses over into our lane and crash into us. I was driving and had my left hand stuck between the car and the railing on the side of the road. It was crushed.” His eyes turn a cloudy blue.  

You sniffle, startling yourself. “No no, doll. Please don’t cry”  he smiles reassuringly at you, the cloudiness lifting in his eyes. Drying your tears, you bite your lip for your next question.

“how much of your arm was crushed?” you’re a bit afraid to ask, not wanting to bring up any bad memories.

He simply smiles, eyes kind and understanding, your curiosity being a relief to him. “My whole left arm is a prosthetic.” With trembling hands you reach out. “May I?”

He stands up and pull you to your feet. Holding out his left arm to you, he nods and gestures for you to touch it. The metal feels oddly warm against your fingers. Smooth, strong and beautiful. Your fingers travel up his forearm, over the bicep and up the shoulder, all the way up to his jaw.

“You are beautiful Bucky” cradling his jaw in your hand, you kiss him. You feel his body relaxing against yours.

The date was perfect. Everything was perfect. Bucky is perfect.

Walking you all the way to your door, Bucky turns to say goodbye. “Thank you for tonight, love. Call you tomorrow?” hands gripping your waist tightly, leather glove discharged in his pocket.

“How about we talk face to face tomorrow?” You give him a small kiss and rub your nose against his. Bucky looks a bit confused but he definitely gets the idea when you take his hand in yours and pull him inside.

“Yes, please” The door being shut with a bang.