Summary: A story in which Bucky Barnes
is very smitten, there’s a baseball game between the New York Mets and the
Chicago Cubs, and Cracker Jacks are consumed.
thought you’d break my heart” Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: None. A bit of language maybe, but this is all just sappy
A/N: This is my submission for @just-some-drabbles Rom-Com writing challenge, thanks for letting me join last minute and congratulations on reaching 4k! This story came about because I really love baseball, I
really love the Chicago Cubs, and I really love Bucky Barnes, so all in all, it
felt like a win-win.
“how do you know if a woman is
interested” “when do you know if a woman
wants to kiss you” “how to tell a woman you love
her without saying it” “why do I suck at talking to
her” “oh my god why can’t I just ask
In 40 years, I’ll tell my kids about Game 1 against Nashville. I’ll tell them what it felt like to lift the Cup. But more importantly, I’ll tell them about Johnny and Brent and Duncan and Crow and Kaner and Shaw and on and on. I’ll tell them about all the time we spent in hotels, and on buses and airplanes, just talking about hockey, and about life — and if it was Johnny, probably about life on Mars.
It all means more to me than anyone will ever understand.
I rarely post personal pics, but I thought I would share this with you guys.
When my friends & I went to Chicago last November, I decided to reenact her pic at the Bean. This time around, I decided to do her pics at the mural. I’m pretty excited about how they turned out lol my plan is that everytime we go back & find something monumental like this that she posted a pic with, I’m gonna reenact it. My own little way of twinning with Soph haha :)
If you could go anywhere on vacation for one week all expenses paid where would you go? I would pick Ireland cause I'm like 80% Irish and never been there :)
This is gonna sound so lame but I would go to Chicago and just ball out of control. I am hopelessly in love with Chicago. Every time I’m there, I feel like the truest version of myself. Best food, best people, best architecture, best public art and cultural scene - it’s my fav place on earth. I wish I could move there but alas, I’m a chronically-ill Canadian that needs universal healthcare to live. I hope you get to go to Ireland some day! I am only 25% Irish and I still had a good time there ;)
Chicago. It’s insane and violent and corrupt and vital and artistic and noble and cruel and wonderful. It’s full of greed and hope and hate and desire and excitement and pain and happiness. The air sings with screams and laughter, with sirens, with angry shouts, with gunshots, with music. It’s an impossible city, at war with itself, every horrible and wonderful thing blending together to create something terrifying and lovely and utterly unique.