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[gorgon-goddess-of-chaos]

You should write some Darkiplier fluff

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Darkiplier x GN!Reader, TW: none Words: 558

You right. Now you’re married.

Dark has been taking every opportunity to kiss you. This has been going on all day, and it’s starting to affect your ability to work. Anticipating him ambushing you around a corner or as soon as you walk into a room. Sometimes it’s a peck on the cheek, sometimes it’s him pulling you into the deepest kiss you’ve had in a long time, and you were wondering if he had plans of… escalation.

After he kisses your hand as you pass him in the hallway, with flushed cheeks, you’ve had enough.

“What is your problem today!?”

“I have no idea what you could possibly mean.”

“You! With the kissing! Stop it!”

“Is a man not allowed to adore his partner, and show it in any way possible?”

He leaves you sputtering, while he leans on his cane, looking a little smug. You meet his eyes and it’s not hard to see he’s absolutely lovestruck. Admiring your face, looking down your body, then back up to your face. To him, you are the most gorgeous being he has ever laid his eyes on.

“You can, but isn’t the kissing a little excessive?”

He approaches you, taking your hands in his, leaning his cane against the wall.

“Do you really want me to stop?”

“No…”

“Is there a problem with how I’m doing it?”

“It just catches me off guard… I can’t focus on anything other than you.”

“Maybe that is the point. Take the day off, for me.”

Dark raises your hands to his lips, kissing each individual finger, then your palms. You hold his face, rubbing your thumbs against his cheeks. He closes his eyes, letting out a soft growl at your comforting gesture.

“Alright, I will. Just for one day.”

Dark lights up, excited that his tactics have worked. You take his hand, grabbing his cane for him as you walk down to his private parlor. He coaxes you to sit on the couch with him, pulling you into his arms. It’s weird having him this touchy when he usually is content with the passing kiss or handholding usually.

“Is something going on today? Bad day?”

“I missed you. I missed the old you, before I hurt you. Before I was hurt.”

“Dark…”

You take his hand, rubbing his wedding ring to remind him it’s there. A simple silver band with a garnet and sapphire set into it. You gaze down at your own ring, rose detailing around the diamonds. He tried to go all out, and you had to convince him to tone it down. Your wedding was modest, a day spent together with just a few of the household members present, Wilford officiated. Although you’re not quite sure if he’s legally allowed to do that, it doesn’t matter.

“I love my hubby. Very much.”

“I love you. So much. I thank my lucky stars I have you in my life again.”

You turn towards him, getting him to lay back as you wrap your arms around his torso. He seems happy that you’re cuddling him, letting out quiet growls as you’re pulled in tighter.

“I don’t want this to end.”

“It won’t, not for a while.”

“Good. Because I am not moving.”

Dark kisses your cheek, settling in for a nap. Cheeky bastard got what he wanted, but it’s hard to say no to him.

[mosslikeschaos]

silly little drabble of my oc [Voron] giving Jason some food for thought.

- pairing ~ Jason Todd x anti-hero oc

- no warnings just sillies being sillies

- definitely ooc Jason but i dont care lmao

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There was just silence as the faceless white mask stared at him. Jason simply stared back. "What have you done this time?"

More silence from the man before him.

He leaned over onto his cane, tipping his head to the side as he studied Redhood. The man had his arms crossed, hip popped and frankly looked quite pissed. Voron didnt understand why. He hadnt done anything ... /yet/.

"you're never just out and about. what are you planning?" his voice was harsh, annoyed as he took another step further into the alley, another step closer to the black-clad anti-hero.

Voron simply chuckled, "out for a stroll, looking for inspiration." it was genuine. He hadnt planned anything so far, since no one had tipped him off about any people or locations. But he'd been bored, so, wanting to see what he could find he left the comfort of his apartment. "maybe ill do some grocery shopping," he shrugged, shifting his weight onto the other foot. He should find somewhere to sit down.

"Grocery shopping my ass, youre a wanted criminal."

"i thought you would understand how a double life works. you of all people," he shifted again, moving his cane back to his side. "its sad, really. you cant see the good im doing around gotham."

That caught his attention. "i do. but no one else appreciates it. plus you just kill whoever you like!"

His point was valid, but who was Voron to care. he simply hummed behind the faceless white mask. "ah, Redhood. thats what sets me apart from you and all the heroes. i do kill whoever i like. i dont want /justice/, their punishment is death. not a prison where people escape from."

"Batman would argue that Prison is where criminals go."

"and what would you argue, my dear?" Voron watched as Redhood fell silent, processing what had just been said. He walked up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Come back to me when you've decided." and with that he was gone, cane clicking rhythmically against the cobblestones as he dissapeared further into the night.

"where'd he go?" Dick came jogging, a furrow in hid brows forming when he saw a mildly zoned out Jason.

"he uh, got away."

"what? got away? from you? uhhuh," Dick teased, a grin starting to form on his face. "whyd you let him get away?"

"lets just go, i need some coffee."

[curatedchaoswrites]

Anime: 

Saint Seiya

One Piece

Demon Slayer

Welcome to Demon School Iruma-Kun

Fruits Basket

Banana Fish

Rurouni Kenshin

Movies/TV Shows: 

Maze Runner

Stranger Things

Video Games: 

Obey Me!

Twisted Wonderland

Love and Deepspace

Detroit: Become Human

Lies of P

K-Pop: 

BTS

Stray Kids

Ateez

Astro

TXT

Enhypen

Seventeen

Manhwa: 

Solo Leveling

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint (ORV)

Return of the Blossoming Blade

C-Drama: 

Love Between Fairy and Devil (ask about characters I write for)

Miss the Dragon

K-Drama: 

Tail of the Nine-Tailed

More to Come!

Thanks for stopping by!

~Chaos

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[chaoswritersblog]

TRAIN RIDES ARENT ALWAYS JOLLY...

THE JOURNEY

A PROUDUCTION

WRITTEN

AND

ILLUSTRATED

BY

CHAOSWRITER

[chaos-monkeyy]

❦ ➷ get to know your fellow fanfic writers better ༊ ✧.*

Tagged by @dewdropreader and @mirilyawrites , thank you!!

1. when did you post your first ever fanfic?

February 2019!

2. first character you wrote for:

Ben Jones my beloved (from Midsomer Murders)

3. main character(s) you’re currently writing for:

I don't know if I'm even allowed to answer this one 😂 Probably my own characters for original works, aside from that I really am just all over the map.. I'll say the ones I'm most likely to come back to regularly these days are Captain Pike, Mobius, and Dalinar Kholin (along with, y'know, people for them to get it on with).

4. character(s) you haven’t written about before but plan on writing about soon:

Pike's sex toys 😏

But uhhh actual people I haven't already written? 🤔 I am still toying with the idea of writing a little Jordi x Erin scene for Who Is Erin Carter? but it's anyone's best guess whether I'll actually get around to it 🙈

5. fandom(s) you’re currently writing for:

The main culprits lately have been Stormlight Archive, Star Trek Strange New Worlds, the Loki series, Stargate, and original fiction! Honorable mention to OFMD and Good Omens who've popped in there a couple times as well and may or may not continue to make occasional appearances 💖

6. platonic pairing(s) you currently write for:

.....let's say Ortegas & Pike since I did technically write them recently 😆 and also I love them.

7. romantic pairing(s) you currently write for:

All the things

Though let's be real, it's just straight up sexual pairings as opposed to romantic most of the time 🍾 But yeah, there's just.. so many to have fun with ✨

8. your top 3 tags on AO3 (if you post your works on AO3):

PWP, Omorashi... and in third place is a three way tie between Masturbation, Watersports, and Blowjobs 😂

9. your current platform where you post your works

Fanfic:

Original work:

With occasional cross-posting between the two 😊

10. snippet of the wip you’re currently working on:

..alright well here's hoping I do wind up actually finishing the big-dick-Mobius fic I started ages ago to go with @natendo-art 's hot fucking artwork 🙈

“May I?” Loki was asking— and he was trailing one hand downwards, fingers teasing along the line of Mobius’s belt. 

Mobius’s breath caught in an embarrassing little whimper, but he nodded anyway, a little distracted from wondering… Should he tell Loki he didn’t have any idea what he was doing, not really? Should he keep quiet and hope maybe Loki wouldn’t notice how woefully inexperienced he was beyond his own hands? Or— 

Mobius’s nervous train of thought was interrupted by Loki’s fingers finding his stiffened cock through his suit pants with a little squeeze— 

…And then Loki stopped, pulled back, and stared at Mobius with wide eyes and a slightly shocked look. 

“Wh… what is it?” Mobius asked, face flaming, instantly certain he’d done something wrong. “I’m sorry—” 

“Sorry?” Loki breathed, and to Mobius’s tentative relief, that slightly slack-jawed expression twisted up into a grin of delight instead. “My dear Mobius, you should definitely not be sorry about this.”

Tagging @trainofcommand , @d--dandelions , @cosmereplay , @might-be-a-lynx , @confuzing , @knight-of-skyloft , @cordeliaperry , @frankthesnek , @cuillere , and anyone else I missed who wants to do it - consider yourself tagged too! 💙

[chaosvillainy]

Hii, do you take requests for smutty fanfics or just requests in general?

Hello! Currently, I don't take requests, but I will post all my writings on my side blog (still in progress), and smuts will definitely be there. Then maybe I will take requests.

[chaoswrites]

i have a request of a scenario of oikawa of a soulmate au of when you dye your hair, your soulmate’s hair changes too. reader dyes their hair crazy colors trying to find out who it is but oikawa figures it out first and begs them to dye their hair a normal color. i hope this okay, I’ve never requested anything before

Oikawa Tooru | Blue (Soulmate Au)

word count: 957

a/n: thank you for my first request! sorry it took a little while but i hope it’s ok<3

The idea of soulmates brings both a sense of fear and curiosity to people. The knowledge of being tied to one person and only one for the rest of your life can cause different reactions depending on the person it is presented to.

When you are finally old enough to understand this connection, you, like many others, become curious. This leads to you sneaking out of your house at two in the morning to run to the nearest pharmacy for the brightest blue hair dye you can find.

This, of course, leads to your current predicament of frantically looking around the halls of school, searching for another with matching hair color. You’d think they’d stand out like a sore thumb, rivaling you, but you come up empty.

Finally giving up, you reluctantly head to class before you’re late, hoping you’ve missed your other half and you’ll find them later in the day.

Slumping in your desk, you see your best friend turn to you with a smirk.

“Rough day, Yn-chan?”

You sigh, your friend’s overly-cheerful voice souring your already bad mood. “Not now, Tooru”

“Aww is it ‘cause someone got their head stuck in a cotton candy machine?”

His response only causes you to glare and sink further into your seat as the teacher walks through the door to start the lesson. 

The peace is only short-lived when he leans across the aisle to continue his words of encouragement, “Why would you even do it anyway?”

“What do you mean?” His question shocks you, not being the comeback you expected.

“Well, I mean, if I were you I wouldn’t. I honestly think you should dye it back.”

The surprise on your face must be evident as you finally turn your body around in his direction, him sitting back in his seat and fidgeting his fingers. “Dye it back? Why would I do that? And since when do you wear a hat?”

“I like wearing hats.”

“No you don’t. You say it covers up one of your best features. And stop deflecting. Why do you want me to dye it back?” You press on.

“I-it’s just—imagine how embarrassing it must be for him. Waking up with blue hair and having to go to school like that with no warning. That would be horrible, you know? So, you should just dye it back…”

You squint at him, trying to determine his real reason for feeling this way. He’s your best friend along with iwa, he should support you. “Actually, I like the blue. I think it suits me,” you counter, turning back to the front with your arms crossed. You hear him huff next to you before doing the same.

The day passes quickly and the boys head off to practice leaving you to walk home by yourself. Two blocks from the school, you turn around, deciding you might as well wait for the two with the possibility of hanging out afterwards. 

Arriving at the gym, you walk straight in, this being a regular occurrence that team is used to. Most of the team was already out warming up when you entered, some waving and nodding in your direction once they noticed your presence. 

You glance to your left as here the tell-tale signs of Oikawa coming out of the locker rooms, ready to start practice, and you freeze. There, in all his glory, is your best friend with bright blue hair and laughing with Iwaizumi. You don’t even give him a chance to acknowledge you before you rush out of the gym leaving the door slamming behind you. You know it’s a childish move, but you can’t stop running as you fell the tears starting to fall down your face. 

He grabs your hand from behind, dragging you to a stop before pulling you directly into a hug. You attempt to remove yourself from his hold but he proceeds to hold you tighter, not letting you escape.

“Why didn’t you tell me? You knew this whole time and you didn’t even say anything! Why would you do that to me?” you sob into his chest, resigning to his embrace.

He grips you closer to his body, sighing into your hair, “I know. I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you, I did. When I saw you walk into the classroom today and your hair was the same shade as mine, you don’t know how happy I was to know that I was destined to be with you for the rest of my life. But I was scared. God, was I scared. I just—I didn’t know how you would react to me.”

You look up at him from your place in his arms, glossy eyes flooded with confusion. “I don’t understand. Why?”

“I was scared you didn’t want it to be me. I thought you would hate me. I know I’m a lot to deal with sometimes and I know I’m a bit much and I didn’t want you to have to settle for someone like me. You shouldn’t have to—“

“Can you shut up for five seconds and think maybe I actually wanted it to be you? That maybe I actually liked you this whole time? Why do you think I did this to my hair? I was just as scared as you, Tooru, but it’s always been you.”

“Really?”

“Always,” you huff.

His eyes gaze into yours, searching for any hint of a lie. All of a sudden, his lips are pressed to yours, arms wrapped around your waist and pulling you closer. Your hands travel up to his hair, tugging on the thing that started it all while you got lost in each other.

Maybe the hair dye wasn’t such a bad idea in the first place.

[sweetwriters]

Dear @chaoswrites

you’re my homie forever. i love you dude

With love, anon.

[acorntops]

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[gorgon-goddess-of-chaos]

Weighted

Someone take my sleepiness away and put in my fics, please and thank you.

Yancy x GN!Reader, TW: none Words: 440

Sleep has sucked for you for the last little bit, tossing and turning in bed. Throwing off blankets and struggling to feel snug enough to not want to kick your legs in restlessness. Nothing feels safe and you are starting to become frustrated and upset with how inconsistent your sleep has been. This is all so unfair, you didn’t ask for this. 

Yancy, however, seems to notice this and approaches your bed as he walks past your room to crash on your couch. He’s been hanging around just until he gets his own space, and despite being a night owl tends to be pretty quiet in the evenings. 

“Oh, sorry… was I keeping youse up?”

You lift your head from your pillow, frowning at him.

“Huh-? Oh, no. I just, can’t sleep. It’s fine.”

“Youse’s face is telling me youse ain’t just fine. What can I’s do?”

He cautiously sits on the edge of your bed, looking at you like you’re terminally ill when you’re just having a bout of insomnia. 

“I don’t know, no matter how many blankets I put on, it never feels like enough. It feels like I’m not secure in my bed.”

Yancy ponders your predicament for a few seconds, before getting hit with a rare moment of brilliance. Well, brilliance for him.

“What if I just lay down on youse? I weigh plenties, and youse can sleep!”

“Yancy- that, you don’t need to do that. I know you’ll probably still be up for quite a bit and you’ll just get bored on top of me. Plus, isn’t that, a little weird…?”

“Youse made it to every conjugal visit for alls of my years in prison, it’s the least I can do for youse.”

Despite your earlier protestations, you decide to relent and let him try his idea. You toss the blankets off of you and let him in under the covers, and he quickly wraps his arms around your waist as he rests his head on your chest. Instead of feeling crushed, you feel cherished, protected. It’s like your body finally lets you put down your guard from whatever nonexistent threat there is in your home, and quickly starts pulling you down into deep sleep.

To not feel awkward, you wrap your arms around his neck and hold him close, resting your face on the top of his head, buried in his hair. He smells like your shampoo and conditioner, but he wears the scent better than you do. Your breathing turns shallow after a big sigh, and he’s sure you’re asleep. If it gets you to sleep, he will always do this for you. 

[mosslikeschaos]

"You could stay, for me?"

cowboy!bucky x male!stablehand!reader

summary ; Bucky and Steve come into town, meet a handsome stable hand whom Bucky falls for. They spend some time before Bucky and Steve need to go again.

warnings ; none

content ; fluff, dumbasses, mutual pining

mentioned characters ; Bucky, Steve, Reader, Peggy, Fury, Banner, Sam.

Bucky POV; 3rd person.

NO USE OF Y/N - reader is nicknamed mouse, due to being taken in by Banner at a small age, and him always being in the stable. mouse is not used much.

word count; 3,324

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Alpine and Reggie's hooves thudded softly against the mud road leading through town, heading toward the cobbled stable yard.

People milled about the town, men, women and chilren. Kids were playing cowboys with their fathers too-big cowboy hats and kicking up the sand as if they rode on horses. Shouting at eachother and fake shooting.

One man took the hat off a kid, smiling when he told the youngen off for something Bucky didnt hear.

Women in scruffy dresses carrying washing, food and other tidbits moved out of the way for the two men on horses.

But people didnt stare, they continued business as usual. Newcomers were not rare here, let alone passers by only asking to fill their stomach and spend a night in a good bed.

"D'ya think there'll be a good pub 'round here?" Steve hummed, turning to his buddy.

"Saloon looks clean and open. Maybe we'll get a hot meal."

The scenery changed when they came in to the stable yard. Busy atmosphere phasing over into a certain calmness where soft chewing could be heard from inside the stable.

Only one horse abandoned its food for a minute, popping its head outside to look at the newcomers. A pretty bay with dark, kind eyes. She whinnied low, to which Alpine simply snorted. Reggie pricked his ears, looking over but staying otherwise silent.

Steve petted his neck, swinging his leg over and dropping to the ground. "Hold him and i'll find the owner or a stable hand?"

Bucky steered the two horses to a tiny patch of grass, letting them munch on the lush greens. The grinding of their molars chewing the small tufts of grass lulled him into thought. The town was big, with pretty wooden housing and big painted signs. A general store and a saloon. A tailor that -according to the black sign out front- specialized not only in clothes, but tack and hats too.

Before too long Steve arrived back with a boy hot on his heels. "He says its two dollars a night, or if we stay a week its three dollars every two. and that places to stay are cheap."

Bucky hummed a sound of affirm, handing Steve his piebald back.

"If you'd just follow me, ill show you where you may house them and put your tack. Gelding, stallion or mare?" asked the boy, running a hand through his hair.

"Good o'l Gelding,"

"Alpine's a mare," Bucky couldnt help but take another look at the stable hand. He was yae tall, not towering, not short. His hair was cut roughly and pushed back out of his eyes, not too long, not too short. The clothes were also to be noted, a good pair of boots but the rest looked a bit tired. A worn pair of jeans and a loose, dirty gray shirt. Somehow it complemented him just fine.

"Alpine is a pretty name. For a pretty horse too."

"Sure, nursed her back to health when i found her as a little abandoned filly."

"you did a good job," he hummed, stopping and turning around to face the men, but talking to Bucky. "Com'on, ill take you down," then turning to face the blonde. "ill be back in a minute. dont stray too far." and off they went.

The walk down to the open stall was short, and a comfortable silence settled between them as they listened to the continued chewing from the horses. A couple pretty faces popped up to greet Alpine and the boy swatted away one mare who tried to nip. Before too long they were at an open, uninhabited stall.

"Here, a nice straw bed and some hay to munch."

"thank you, whats your name kid?" he asked, leading Alpine in and starting to undo and take off her tack. The bay horse from before poked her muzzle through the bars, letting Alpine smell her.

"here let me take that," the boy motioned to the saddle, carrying it with ease as Bucky continued. "They call me Mouse."

"how come? youre not so tiny."

"ah but i was when mister banner took me in."

"dont you got a proper name too, Mouse?"

"Sure i do, but everybody calls me mouse. i dont mind s'much. Most people got themselves a nickname."

"Well in that case you can call me Bucky."

he nodded quickly, letting Bucky leave the stall before he shut the door and latched it.

Bucky trailed behind him as he was shown the tack room and which empty hooks he could use.

The main stable had smelled of hay, warm horses and horse shit. all around not such a bad smell, but the tackroom somehow smelled better. Mouse had left, so Bucky took the opportunity to study the tackroom. It was clean, roomy and smelled of leather cleaner. The wooden walls were a deep brown, with two big windows, one out into the stable, and one out to the yard.

A lamp sat on the first wall, easy to grab in the dark if need-be. On the opposite wall was a door in the same dark wood as the walls. Tack-hooks covered the left wall except where the window was, and on the right were buckets of oats and grain for the horses alongside a green cabinet for medicine. Beneath the cabinet was a worn down wooden chair, with a frame infront of it. Perfect for cleaning tack.

He checked the door infront of him, finding it unlocked.

What he hadnt expected however was a tiny room with a bed pressed against the wall. Realising this was probably the stable-hands room he shut it, backing out until he stood in the middle of the tackroom. The few things he did notice was fhe room was walled with the same dark wood, that the bed was unmade with half a dozen blankets piled on one side, and that there was a little dresser on one side.

Shaking the thought from his head, he turned on his heel and walked out to find Steve again.

When Bucky found him, he was chatting lightly with the stable hand. Steve noticed him, turning and immediately exclaiming "did you know the kid owns the pretty bay Alpine said hi to earlier?"

"the one she neighbors now?"

Mouse nodded, prompting Steve to continute. "so shes only yours, do you gotta pay to have her here?"

"no, shes in reality mr.banners horse. His mares filly from about six summers ago."

"why dont he ride her?"

"shes got too much attitude in his opinion. he prefers her momma."

"so he gave her to you?"

"sure, mr.banner lets me keep her."

Bucky gave a chuckle, seeing the fondness creep into the boys face. It was clear he liked the pretty bay.

But instead of staying on his beloved topic, the stable hand hopped up on the stall door. "Are you goin to the pub tonight? gets real full on a friday. if ya'lls want a hot meal, better get there sooner rather than later."

"thanks kid, does everyone in town go?" Steve didnt turn around as he continued brushing the piebald gelding.

"yup, pretty much."

The light dimmed as the sun started to hide behind the clouds as they chatted. "are you going?"

"nah,"

Bucky raised a brow, taking over the conversation. "How come?"

"too much work to do."

~

"two hot meals for the gentlemen." the bartender hummed, sliding the two bowls to Bucky and Steve. The man wore an eyepatch, dark skin glistening from the heat as he poured a beer for a different patron.

Steve was talking to Mr.Banner, having found him in the crowd based off a rough description the stable boy had given him earlier. As the men chatted, Bucky tuned out, letting his thoughts take over.

His conciousness seemed to phase from observing the Saloon to thinking about the stable boy.

The saloon was spaceous, filled with tables and chairs, a set of stairs on the east side going up to another floor. Plenty men were playing for money. poker and cards complemented the full glasses of beer they chugged down. The man behind the bar currently was also known to be the town sheriff, mr.Fury. A pretty woman with pinned hair and pretty skirts helped serve at the bar. Steve seemed to have taken a liking to her, as bucky caught him staring at her on multiple occasions.

Bucky felt like he was zoned out as he took another spoonful.

The warmth felt like it perfectly mirrored the stable hands smile. He seemed to exude warmth, somehow. Happy to work, happy to be. He loved the horses, that much was obvious.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder snapped him from his thoughts. "Hey newbie. need somewhere to stay t'night?"

The man shone a toothy grin at him as Bucky nodded.

"Yeah, thought we'd find somewhere. could be handy."

"Well come to the hotel right beside here when ya'll are done. so you dont get lost. the name's Sam." He gave Bucky a firm pat on the shoulder.

"Thanks, Bucky."

~

The pretty bay was eating from the small patch of grass in the yard when Bucky went to the stables. Her headcollar was tied to the hitching post loosely by a dark red leadrope.

As he gave her neck a good scratch the stable boy came across the yard. His outfit was mildly different from the last time they had seen eachother. His hair was pushed down by a hat, and his mucky gray shirt had been switched out for a much nicer -albeit slightly bigger- brown shirt.

"g'day sir," he hummed, tipping his head in a greeting.

"goin out for a ride?"

"yup, gotta help the Carters herd cattle,"

The bay kept munching her grass as the stable hand threw the saddle over the hitching post. "cmon Willow, up ya come,"

her head shot up, staring disapprovingly at her owner. "yes i know you want the grass sweets."

"Her name's willow?"

"yup," he grunted, throwing the saddle over, making sure it landed softly on her smooth back. "she loves chewin on 'em, so why not name 'er after 'em."

Bucky smiled, continuing to itch her neck for her. He soon found a spot she seemed to love, since she started pushing the weight of her entire neck into his hands. "The hat suits ya."

"Thanks, its Banners old hat. Bit too small for him."

He flashed Bucky a toothy grin as soon as he got up on her back, to which Bucky chuckled, giving willow one last hefty pat, then looking up to lock eyes with the boy, "stay safe out there, doll."

"i will, sir." he gave Bucky another nod, this time using his right hand to further tip the brim of his hat before turning Willow and dissapearing out of the yard.

He gave a sigh, watching willow and her rider dissapear off. His grin seemed to have been burned into Bucky's scull, the image of him, smiling widely, face slightly shadowed by the brim of his hat. He was thinking of the way he had carried the heavy saddle against his hip, bridle hanging off his arm. The way wearing the hat seemed to make him feel more confident. How nice the brown shirt looked, despite hanging a little loosely, tucked into his jeans. Maybe hed come with to the Saloon tonight.

"earth to buck?"

He seemed to snap back to reality as Steve waved a hand infront of his face. Bright blue eyes stared at him, "you were out of it mate, the same look as when youve seen an exceptionally pretty lady."

"oh," he hadnt even realised. "really?"

"yeah, do the stable lad have a really hot sister or something? or is it mouse himself you like?"

Bucky simply waved the comment away, walking past steve. "cmon, get reggie. mr.Fury asked if we could pick up some stuff from the neighboring town."

"yeah yeah i know."

~

The trip went well and Fury had given them a fair bit of coin for their help, but Bucky couldnt seem to focus on it. Steve was talking about the fact that this could sponsor a good deal of hot meals on the road, but he couldnt bring himself to be excited to get back out there. Leave again, as they had done so many times. They usually only stayed a week, doing odd jobs for sheriffs to get a little coin, then continue on. In reality they were looking for somewhere to settle. Get a proper job. Find love maybe.

Maybe he really should ask if the kid wants to have a drink later.

"i wonder if miss carter will be at the saloon today."

"y'think shes pretty?"

Steve looked almost offended, then after a moment he seemed to soften. "i mean, she is, but thats not why."

"y'sure? apparently Mouse was gon' help out her family with the cows today."

"Aha! so it was him you were looking all starstruck about!"

Bucky rolled his eyes as Steve grinned triumphantly. "I wasnt starstruck, but okay."

"oh no you were."

"was not!"

"whats the yappin about?"

they had been so busy bickering that they hadng even realised a little company had come to the yard, led by the stable boy.

Half a dozen men, dusty and dirty with their horses not looking much better. Most of them tipped Bucky and Steve their hat in greeting as they passed, but willow was brought up to the hitching post beside Reggie and Alpine.

"Mouse, kid! you not takin' Willow i'side?"

"Gotta wash her off, mr.Carter."

The man nodded, accepting the answer.

"well you look happy," Steve hummed, having gone to Bucky's side of Alpine.

"Cow herdin is fun, nice to get out sometimes."

"heard it was out at Carters, thats Peggy's parents isnt it?"

"yuup, how'd ya know Miss Carter?"

As the two started chatting about the carter family, and that Steve maybe found the daughter pretty, Bucky started brushing Alpine. Her white coat slowly getting silky smooth, as she and Willow started messing about a little bit.

He watched quietly as Steve and Mouse chatted. How the boy leant against the hitching post, crossing one leg over the other when he was done untacking Willow.

And that his hair seemed damp when he took his hat off and ran a hand through the strands. How it seemed to shine in the hot afternoon sun.

Bucky sighed, almost longingly as the boy laughed.

"you should come down to the saloon, if everyone else is going."

"just might, if mr.Banner lets me slack off on some work."

"you always got so much work to do."

"thats what happens when youre the lone stable hand, Steve. Got a lotta stalls to muck and horse t' feed." He chuckled, giving willow a firm pat. "'Least i enjoy it."

Steve nodded, turning to his buddy. "'Ey Buck, what'cha say, should we put in a good word for him so he can have an evening off?"

"oh, uh" he realised he was being talked to, snapping his head up to meet Steves mischievous gaze. "Sure."

He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "if you want you can go talk to mr.banner now. he should be with the geldings, talking to mr.Carter. take reggie and i can take Alpine and Willow for ya."

"Oh, thank you,"

"Will do, thanks Mouse," Steve hummed, poking Bucky as he passed him to untie Reggie.

Two men could be heard talking as soon as they entered the stables. As Steve went to put Reggie away in his stall, Bucky went up to the two men.

"Ah hello Bucky!"

"hey, i was gonna ask, mr.banner, does Mouse have any more work today? we were gonna try convince him t'come to th' saloon with us."

Carter chuckled hartily. His face was all straight lines, rich with stubble and a good-looking mustache. "The kids always working isnt he?"

"hes a hard worker, never complains," Banner smiled, putting his hands in his pockets. "Hes got nothing else for today, other than dinner feed, but tell him im happy to do it."

"you give him so much freedom, like a good father."

Bucky hummed, not quite understanding why Mr.Carter found that to be so funny, so he gave a nod to Banner instead, quickly thanking him before scurrying off to find the Stable boy.

He found him giving carrots to the two mares, one for Willow, one for Alpine. The carrots gave way for the soft sound of horses crunching.

without looking up, he asks Bucky "sooo, how'd it go? and wheres steve?"

"still taking care o' Reggie, he'll prolly be 'ere soon. But it went well, you aint got no work to do later."

He finally looked up, smiling. He had such a pretty smile that soon turned flustered when he realised Bucky was looking at him.

"hey! why're you studyin me?"

"you look nice, is all."

"oh—"

Before the conversation could continue, a certain blonde popped up behind Bucky.

"Were you able to come with us?"

Bucky pushed steve off him, chuckling. "yeahyeah banner said it was fine."

.

"so you really never settle down?"

"nope, usually stay a week. then go again." he hummed, resting the side of his face in his palm.

the stable boy hummed, shifting in the barstool. "What's the goal with all the travelling then? a specific destination i suppose?"

"somewhere to live, stay. Hell id love to settle down."

There was no answer for a minute as the saloon kept going around them. they could hear Steve and ms.Carter, Peggy as she'd told them to call her.

"i suppose that makes sense," a sigh as he seemed to look anywhere but at Bucky.

The air felt like it changed, grew a little tense. Bucky didnt like it.

"what do ya say, Sweetheart, we could take a ride. take a look at the stars."

"thats so sappy."

Bucky watched as he took another sip of his beer. "so what? dont you want to?"

"course i do, id love to." he was trying to finish the drink. "if its with you anyway."

.

the night air was cool, and the sky was clear. not a single cloud to be seen, nothing to cover the endless amount of stars. The moon was crescent, giving just enough light to see, but not enough to hide the stars.

Yet bucky wasnt looking up.

Neither of them were.

They would catch glances of eachother as the silence grew comfortable. Bucky was just following, wondering where the stable hand would lead them.

The horses barely made a sound as they walked through the sandy path, only their breathing cutting through the quietness.

Soon another sound emerged. Water.

He couldnt see it yet, but the path started sloping down as the sound got louder.

when they got down the slope, both men hopped off their horses, and unclipped the reins to let them drink.

A tiny stream, water running along soft pebbles, grit and sand as tiny plants spouted in the wet dirt surrounding it.

As they sat, looking out across the land, Bucky spoke. "Its gorgeous."

"yeah, i love coming here."

a comfortable silence stretched between them, a symphony of calm. Bucky looked at him as if he were the stars, glistening and shining, lighting up the dark.

Eyes met his with a smile, and Bucky chuckled. "what?"

"You dont have to leave, yknow?"

the comment took him by surprise as he stayed quiet, trying to figure out what was meant by it.

"you and steve. you could stay. i bet fury could find work for you." he shifted, still looking up at the stars. "i dont think steve would complain, he could get to know Pegs better. and, you could stay, for me?"

He finally looked at Bucky.

"of course, sweetheart. i'd love to stay. for you."

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