#Ice Cream

[theknucklehead]

I grew up reading Calvin & Hobbes, and one of my favorite running jokes was the snowmen that Calvin would build.

[gh0stcl0wn213]

why do they live in the backrooms

[foodcravings]

Cinnamon toast crunch pizookie (via Instagram)

[salmonella-destroyer-of-worlds]

[daily-deliciousness]

Cosmic brownie ice cream

[dollywons]

Dividers, Frames, Banners, and Pngs! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა₊˚⊹ ᰔ

free to use!! :)) credit would be nice of course! ૮꒰ ˶• ᵕ •˶꒱ა ♡

check the oven ꩜ .ᐟ there’s more dividers + resources! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ ♡︎

[umisoramagic]

♡ ～('▽^人)アイスクリームが欲しいです。２０２３

[abiwaif]

I love messy ice cream 🍦 😋

[transmascappreciation]

Sadly I was too lazy to edit it into the newly released version with a trans masc. For the sake of this repost we'll just assume that the depicted person is a transman pre-transition. yea :3

Transition Goals: it's a template! Go nuts and post your own edits, I wanna see your bizarre transition goals!

[dozydawn]

[samisiimi]

[foodcravings]

(via Instagram)

[kirsteng42]

I always love your writing Jo and this is no exception!!! Oh to be stuck on public transport with Bucky!!!!

Last Stop to Love (and ice cream)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader

Word Count: 775

Summary: After a long day of work you grab the train to head home and get an unexpected treat.

Author's Note: My friend sent me a cute reel of being on a crowded train and getting bumped around into people and it just sort of sparked this little drabble. I also want ice cream. And Bucky. So...hehe 😁Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: fluff and cuteness and ice cream

As soon as you board the train you try to hold back your sigh of defeat, noting how every seat is taken and nearly every handrail is already clutched by someone else. With quiet “excuse me’s” you wind your way through the crowd until you find the last small space where you can stand without putting your face in someone’s armpit.

What. A. Day.

You keep your head down, not even attempting to get to your bag and retrieve your headphones or your book. The train rolls along the rails, the gentle sway lulling you into a daze  after the long day at work.

Your feet stay firmly planted and you’ve got a light hold on the lower part of one of the center handrails but when the train starts to slow to its first stop you’re unprepared for the sudden jolt and you fly forward.

Your momentum is stopped by two large hands at your waist and the feel of something solid at your cheek, surrounded by softness and the best smell to ever bless your nose.

“OH!” you exclaim, losing your grip on the handrail and trying to find purchase on anything nearby. Your fingers attempt to wrap around something but it’s hard and wide and you can only dig in your fingertips to try and stay steady.

“You ok there doll?”

Once you feel like you’re no longer going to careen forward and face plant you look up and meet a pair of the most beautiful eyes you’ve ever seen. They’re attached to a face just as beautiful, his strong jaw darkened by hair that’s peppered with gray, and his perfect lips turned up into a smirk. And your fingers are tightly curled around his bulging bicep.

“Um…yeah,” you say, clearing your throat and removing your fingers from his arm. “I’m sorr…”

“Nah,” he interrupts. “Nothing to be sorry for. It’s crowded today.”

Since there isn’t much space for you to move you just take a small step back and he releases you, grabbing the handrail above your head. The train continues to empty, and you notice a seat open up. A young kid , probably high school age, starts to move toward it but your knight in shining armor intercepts him and says something too low for you to hear while smiling your way.

The kid nods and leans back against the closed doors.

“Seat’s open doll.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to sit…?”

“I’m fine. Anyway, wouldn’t be right for me to take a ladies seat.”

“Thank you…?” You look at him expectantly.

“Bucky,” he finishes. “Name’s Bucky.”

“Thanks Bucky.”

You introduce yourself then sit and let out a relieved sigh. He moves closer and stands next to you, casually leaning against the pole as if the jostling train has no affect on him whatsoever. You try to sneak a better look at him without making it too obvious and as your eyes travel upward from his boot clad feet, over long legs, and a broad chest you notice how his long hair is tucked behind his ears, except for a stray strand that hangs loosely at his cheek, giving him a boyish look.

“What stop are you?”

“Hm,” you start, then quickly collect yourself. “Oh! Washington Ave.”

“Near Ample Hills?” he asks, his face lighting up.

“Yeah,” you smile.

“Feel like some ice cream?”

The traffic bustles on by down Washington Ave, the late spring sun still hanging low in the sky and casting a warm glow on the Manhattan skyline across the water. You stroll slowly next to Bucky, arms close and brushing as you each enjoy a giant ice cream cone.

“This is so good,” he says through a mouthful. “I needed it.”

“You’re telling me,” you answer as you go in for another big spoonful.

A group of kids rush down the street on their electric scooters, barely giving you space so you have to press yourself against Bucky to avoid getting run over.

“I swear the Universe is against me staying on my feet today,” you joke.

“That’s why it sent me,” he smiles.

You dip your head, averting his focused gaze but then he gently presses two fingers under your chin and lifts it, swiping his thumb over the corner of your mouth.

“Had a little ice cream just there…”

“Thanks,” you whisper.

His thumb lingers and his eyes drop to your lips.

“So now that we’ve had dessert, what about dinner? Say Saturday night?”

“Yeah. I’d really like that,” you tell him.

“And this time we can take a cab,” he says with a wink. “Or…if you’re up for it…my motorcycle.”

[melonramune]

2010-08-03

[fullcravings]

Strawberry Cottage Cheese Ice Cream