wumbology

  • Pioneer 9: Juice, I don't think Wumbo is a real word.
  • Juice: Come on! You know!
  • Juice: I wumbo, you wumbo, he/she/me wumbo
  • Juice: Wumbo, wumboing-
  • Pioneer 10: I wonder if a fall from this height will be enough to kill me.
  • Juice: Wumbology? The study of wumbo? It's first grade Nine!
Oh My My My - VIII

OH MY MY MY MASTER LIST


SUMMARY: A love story from start to finish.

WARNINGS: language… angst… 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: please don’t hate me lol

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The texts and phone calls were daily at first. You understood when he didn’t call everyday. He was busy with classes and homework. From what you heard, college was tough. But then the texts became sparse. It wasn’t until you didn’t hear anything that you understood. You understood it all.

Social media didn’t help at all. He posted on Instagram; pictures with his new college friends and girls in skimpy outfits. You heart broke in tiny pieces whenever you saw the pictures on your feed. You decided to unfollow him. It would hurt less.

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Oh My, My, My - XI

OH MY MY MY MASTER LIST


SUMMARY: A love story from start to finish.

WARNINGS: language and a little angst, and some FLUFFFFFF! for like .2 seconds lol

AUTHOR’S NOTE: reminder: both reader and bucky are now in college. reader is 20 and Bucky 22. thought i would point that out just in case anyone was wondering lol 

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Bucky raced to Dot’s house right after he left the coffee shop. He was feeling nervous, his stomach and heart racing. Part of it being the strong coffee and the fact that he was going to break up with Dot. What Peter had told him back at the shop was stuck in his head on a loop. We aren’t even together anymore.

He parked outside the fancy apartment complex Dot currently lived in and jumped out of his truck. He looked up at the sudden dark sky as the clouds began to gather above him. Bucky cursed himself. He had forgotten all about the storm that was going to happen later that afternoon.

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