you'd be so nice to come home to

anonymous asked:

Bringing Trauma Nurse!Bucky flowers and packed lunches, taking along extra hair ties because he always accidentally snaps his. Sometimes you'd bring a change of scrubs, but what he's ultimately in need of was your hugs and kisses. He looked more than relieved to see you today, walking to you with open arms. "Hi babydoll," he sighed, taking a deep breath of your perfume. "Can't wait to come home." You cradle his face and kiss him, "got a nice hot bath and a million more kisses waiting for ya."

sometimes you meet him at work just so you can nap together in one of the on call rooms

Spinoff Saturday

anonymous asked:

Do you know any fic like "you'd be so nice to come home to"? By EmilianaDarling. Where Bucky pretends/lies to the commandos, that Steve is his girlfriend? love this tumblr btw, I really appreciate everything you do! :)

Yes of course my dear!

Hold Me And Tell Me We’ll Burn Like Stars by StarkAstarte

Bucky wants to give Steve a present before he ships out for England in the morning. Something to remember him by.

The Thirteen Letters by dropdeaddream & WhatAreFears (this ones cheating a little. bucky never actually confirms it but he lets everyone think that letters from steve are from his girl back home)

Womb to tomb, sweetheart.

Sincerely, Your Pal by lettered

“[…] lesbians and gay men writing letters to their lovers and friends faced the special problem of wartime censorship. Military censors, of course, cut out all information that might aid the enemy, but this surveillance made it necessary for gay and lesbian correspondents to be careful not to expose their homosexuality. To get around this, gay men befriended sympathetic censors or tricked others by using campy phrases, signing a woman’s name (like Dixie or Daisy), or changing the gender of their friends. Sailors became WAVEs, boyfriends became WACs, Robert became Roberta. There must exist, hidden in closets and attics all over America, a huge literature of these World War II letters between lesbians and between gay men that would tell us even more about this important part of American history.” - Coming Out Under Fire: The History of Gay Men and Women In World War Two, by Allan Berube

Marianas Trench || Astoria Sentence Starters
  • "I'm warning you."
  • "Don't remind me what the price is when I'm left to my own devices."
  • "What happened to never say die?"
  • "Whatever doesn't make me stronger kills me."
  • "It's gonna be a long year."
  • "Tell me I survive."
  • "What's another bridge burned?"
  • "You came alone, all dressed up in bad news."
  • "You can lay with me while you think of him."
  • "Might as well say fuck it."
  • "Is it bad enough to call it off?"
  • "I can't help but want you, too."
  • "Sometimes you can't yell loud enough."
  • "Sometimes a whisper's just too much."
  • "Don't say you don't miss me that much."
  • "I guess we're even now."
  • "Lately, I've been looking good."
  • "Don't you want to kiss me someday?"
  • "Tomorrow's a day away."
  • "By tomorrow, this will be yesterday."
  • "I'm fixing to change my luck."
  • "Just come back to bed."
  • "I thought you might be here."
  • "What if the one true love's the only one that you get?"
  • "I get so attached."
  • "What if there was still a way of taking care of this?"
  • "So nice to see you here."
  • "Fill me in on how you've been."
  • "I hate to admit it, but I miss the war."
  • "I'd rather be a riot than indifferent."
  • "This means war."
  • "I don't shake because I'm never even rattled."
  • "I just wish you'd open fire on me."
  • "You should come over."
  • "And then there were none."
  • "We'll toast what could have been."
  • "All of my plans have depended on you."
  • "We can laugh at the doom."
  • "There's no place like home."
  • "I wanna throw them out, but I'm just not able."
  • "I can sing, but I can't dance."
  • "Shut up and kiss me."
  • "You should stay away from me."
  • "I miss the way that you saw me, or maybe the way that I saw myself."
  • "There's nothing left to lose."
  • "I won't come back to you broken."
  • "I know where you are."
  • "That's a nice way to say I'm alone."
  • "I thought we got each other's hearts?"
  • "I thought you got yourself a way out?"
  • "I've been lying and I don't know why I do."
  • "This should be the time of our lives."
  • "I've been so lost without you."
  • "What's lost is never gone."
  • "I'm not ready for what's to come."
  • "I will help you, my friend."
  • "You're not quite here, but you're not quite gone."
  • "I can't try if you won't."
  • "I'm coming for you."
  • "I'll never be taken alive."
  • "Every start begins with saying goodbye to you."
  • "This never was the man I hoped to be by now."
  • "How did we survive?"
  • "Can you find forgiveness for a dear old friend?"
  • "I'm in over my head."
  • "I hope your heart can still be mended."

you’re going to have to give me a minute to just enjoy this feeling || for cowboy angel preston garvey

earth angel - frankie valli & the four seasons | (they long to be) close to you - the carpenters |  i’m beginning to see the light - the ink spots with ella fitzgerald | my sweet loving man - skeeter davis | only you - anderson east | halo (vintage motown cover) - postmodern jukebox | precious little things - the supremes  |  the nearness of you - ella fitzgerald & louis armstrong |  you’d be so nice to come home to - helen merrill with clifford brown | the wonder of you - the platters

quasi-quasar  asked:

yooo have any hq fics you'd like to recommend?

*cracks knuckles* okay so a majority of them are asanoya (obviously) but okay okay here we go

we obv have patchwork armor

this cute lil fic called daisy weaving

no problem so awful and its epilogue definition

but for me there is a storm is one everyone recommends including me

WOAH SURPRISE WE HAVE A WILD IWAOI MIXED IN HERE WOULD U LOOK AT THAT i choose you is a really cute and nice one

this one is short and super sweet and its called in buckets

come and take a walk on the wild side and melt your headaches, call it home andhomeward slow are some ennonoya ones thrown into this mix

oodles of doodles is one where i can relate to nishinoya a lot

karasuno coffee is more of a ship per chapter kinda fic but i still enjoy it immensely bc there is clearly still asanoya in there pff

i have also read the first chapter to under the radar and i have to continue reading it i just…… never have time……..*kicks myself*

and SO FAR these are my fave haikyuu fics in general :’)

Fic: "You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To" by Emiliana Darling (Steve/Bucky wartime fic)

Title: You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To
Author: Emiliana Darling
Fandom: Captain America (Marvel Cinematic Universe)
Pairings: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter
Length: 27,000 words
Contains: Pining, Fantasizing, Angst, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Racism, Period-Typical Sexism, Wartime, Unrequited Love (of a sort), World War II

Summary: “What about you, Barnes?” asks Dugan. The sound of his voice brings Bucky back to the present, dredges him out of memories of a beat-up little apartment with sunlight streaming in through the windows. “Got yourself a girl waiting for you back home?”

one direction // preference // his clothes
  • harry: you had this habit of stealing his clothes from his drawers. they always smelt like him, and it comforted you. you never bothered to ask however, seeing as you assumed he would just be fine with it. he was home from a leg of the tour, looking through his drawers with a furrowed brow. he turned to you, seeming to have gone through his entire shirt drawer, 'where's that black ramones tee i have?' he asked, to which you grinned cheekily. instantly he smiled, coming over to you and tickling your side, 'you stole it you cheeky shit, didn't you?' he laughed, peppering kisses over your face.
  • zayn: you were laying in bed, wrapped up in the covers in a pair of zayn's boxers when he returned from his shower, walking into the bedroom and dropping his towel. he looked through his drawers for a pair of boxers, unaware that you had his favourite 'good luck' pair on. he turned to you, covering his bits, and raising his brow, 'excuse me babe, but can i please see which pair of my boxers you have stolen?' he grinned, to which you shook your head. he reached in and pulled out a different pair, pulling them on before he straddled your body and started tickling you, 'give them back!'
  • louis: you had come to visit him as he toured around one of the foreign countries with the band - and it had been months since you'd last spent time together. the last time he'd come home, however, you had stolen one of his jumpers from his suitcase while he was in the shower, so that you could wear it while he was gone. it was nice to feel as though he had his arms around you as you slept - while he was a million miles away. after you'd gone up to the hotel room the two of you would be sharing, you placed your suitcase on the bed and started to unpack a little. that's when louis noticed the jumper, his jaw dropping before he grinned, 'i've been looking for that for ages! that's it, i'm so gonna get you!' he said, sending you running down the hall in a fit of giggles.
  • niall: he never would mind if you would wear his clothes - but he would always appreciate it if you told him what you would be stealing when you stole it. but you'd forgotten to ask if you could have one of his t-shirts, and it so happened to be his favourite one. but after a little while you forgot you even had it. so everytime he asked you if you knew where it was - you honestly said no. when he returned home after the tour, he was putting his clothes away in the wardrobe. he was humming quietly as you sat in bed, waiting for him to come and cuddle you - when he turned around with the jumper in his hands, 'you said you didn't have it! you little liar.' he grinned, slipping the jumper on and lifting the neckline to his nose. he inhaled and sighed, smiling, 'smells just like you now.'
  • liam: he pressed a kiss to your temple, the two of you just chatting quietly about the past few months in which you hadn't seen each other face to face. it wasn't too hard nowadays - the days moving quickly and skype and calling being easily accessible things for the both of you. sure, you missed each other, but it wasn't so impossible to cope. he sighed and toyed with your shirt, 'i lost that grey jumper i had.' he said with a pout, to which you laughed. he furrowed his brow as you moved from his arms and to the wardrobe, digging through your clothes until you pulled out the grey material, 'nope. i just stole it.' you grinned, slipping it over your head and torso before crawling back into bed with him. he shook his head and smiled, 'you're so cute babe.'
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PODFIC: "You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To" by Emiliana Darling

Title: You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To [PODFIC]
Author: Emiliana Darling
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter
Fandom: Captain America (Marvel Cinematic Universe)
Rating: E 
Contains: Pining, Fantasizing, Angst, Period-Typical Homophobia/Racism/Sexism, Wartime, Unrequited Love (of a sort), Canon Compliance
Length: 02:40:20
Intro/Outro Music: "You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To" by Dinah Shore
Summary: “What about you, Barnes?” asks Dugan. The sound of his voice brings Bucky back to the present, dredges him out of memories of a beat-up little apartment with sunlight streaming in through the windows. “Got yourself a girl waiting for you back home?”

Download: Here on AO3 [Audiofic Archive link pending]