Mini Story Based On The Pics.

Mini story based on the pics.

Darcy walked into the kitchen, making sure she had everything she needed in her purse before she left.

Of course, he had to be there, starting intently at her as he sat on chair. Why had she agreed to let this man stay with her and Jane. Damn Steve Rogers and his persuasive abilities.

She had planned to just ignore him, and leave to meet Jane as planned, but he then presented her with this mysterious look, slightly biting his bottom lip painfully slowly.

The urge to roll her eyes at his not so subtle flirtatious move, and she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Okay, Winter guy! Enough with those stares when I’m around you.”

“I really want to stop,” he replied, caressing the mug in front of him as if petting a cat. Was this guy for real? “But we both know you don’t want me to.”

Darcy considered ignoring his presumptuous statement, but found her feet drawing her closer to the kitchen counter, where he sat.

“You know what? I hate cocky guys with a passion.”

He brought the mug to his lips, never breaking his gaze on her eyes. Then, he gulped loudly as if he hadn’t drunk anything in years. “I could really turn that statement on you, doll.”

“Stop doing that.”

“Doing what?”

She placed both her hands on the wooden surface, narrowing her eyes. “Looking at me like you’re stripping me. At least be subtle.”

Bucky brought one hand to his jaw, the corner of his mouth quirking up slightly. The stare he gave her just sent chills down her body.

This man was hot, yes. Too hot. Alarmingly hot. She should probably just give in already, and stop denying how he made her feel.

“Why are you smiling, doll?” She heard his deep voice, shaking her out of her thoughts.

Too bad she was running late.

Darcy fixed her dress before looking down and shaking her head. “I’ll be home at 3 pm. Are you around?”

Something flashed in his eyes. Something that truly allured her. Damn him.

“I thought you’d never ask, doll.”

Tsuna: *does something well for once*

Tsuna: Shit, I've given them standards now.

Did you just...?

“Hello дорогой*” Bucky smiled seeing (y/n) coming into the kitchen, still in her pajama and rubbing one of her eyes.

“Hmm?” She looked up and smiled, waving at him. “Hi there Bucky.”

“Ты выглядишь прекрасно*” She looked at him the same way as she always do when he was speaking Russian to her. He only smiled innocently.

“Yeah, whatever Buck. Do we have coffee? I can smell it, but I don’t see any.” He raised his cup full of the drink. She only groaned, coming further into the kitchen, ready to make herself the said drink. He looked at her with smile on his lips, seeing her standing on her toes to reach can with coffee, which he purposely put on the top shelve, only for her to try to reach it and give up, so she would ask him for help. She huffed with frown on her face and looked in his direction. He was pretending to read newspaper, like if he wasn’t observing her.

“Steve, a little help here?” He looked up in shock seeing his best friend coming into the kitchen and with smile on his face getting can for her. “Thank you Steve! I don’t know who is always putting it there.” Steve looked over his shoulder at Bucky, who hided behind his paper, his checks burning.

“I have no idea. Want some scrambled eggs and bacon?”

“Please.” She smiled at him, kissing his check. When Steve went to fridge to search for ingredients for their breakfast (y/n) put kettle on, making coffee for both of them. “Buck, can you give me sugar?” He looked at her instantly, getting up and giving her full sugar bowl. “Thank you.”

“без проблем малышка.*” She looked at him with raised brow before turning without another word, preparing drinks.

*

“You will have to finally tell her, you know?” Bucky blocked Steve’s punch, kicking him.

“What are you talking about?” He huffed when Steve throw him over his shoulder, straight to the ground.

“(y/n). You can’t keep putting coffee on the top shelve and speaking to her in Russian. She will finally find her someone, and you will get hurt.” He kicked Steve in the ankle, sending him to the ground too.

“I think it’s my business.”

“Well, you think wrong. Just ask her out. It will not kill you, you know? What happened with James Buchanan Barnes I knew? The one who was dating every pretty girl who catch his eye?”

“H.Y.D.R.A. got him.” Steve just rolled his eyes.

“Just ask her out Buck.” Blonde patted him on the shoulder and stood up, ready to leave the gym. “It’s better to try and get burned, than never trying and feel guilty because of this.” With that he left Winter Solider, sitting on the ground with racing thoughts.

*

“кукла.*” Bucky greeted (y/n) when she walked into the living room. All Avengers were already here, ready for their movie night. Natasha looked at him with raised eyebrows. Then she smiled deviously, pushing him off the couch, patting his spot for newly arrived (h/c) haired Avenger. Bucky looked at redhead as if he wanted to tear her head off. “отвали* Romanoff.” Female assassin showed him her middle finger, not paying him any further attention. He rolled his eyes and looked at screen. A nightmare on Elm Street playing.

*

He stood on the balcony next to (y/n), smiling at how stunning she looked in her baggy T-shirt and jeans, with her hair around her face.

They went out to the balcony after first movie. She for smoke, and him to ‘breath’ while watching her.

“я люблю тебя так сильно*”

“я тоже тебя люблю ты придурок*” He chocked on his own breath, hearing her words. She was looking ahead, with cigarette between her lips.

“What… did you just…?”

“я тоже тебя люблю.” She said again, looking at him with smile on her lips.

“You know Russian?” She rolled her eyes at his question.

“My mother was Russian. Of course I know it.”

“So all this time…?” He blushed madly.

“да*” She smiled, throwing her cigarette end out of the balcony and coming inside. “Next time ask me out instead of calling me pet names.” He stood there, still stunned by what he just learned. His blush only darkened when he heard Natasha laughing.

“дерьмо!*”

Дорогой (dorogoy) – darling

Ты выглядишь прекрасно (Ty vyglyadish’ prekrasno) – you look beautiful

без проблем малышка (bez problem malyshka) – no problem baby girl

кукла (kukla) – doll

отвали (otvali) – fuck off

я люблю тебя так сильно (ya lyublyu tebya tak sil'no) - I love you so much

я тоже тебя люблю ты придурок (ya tozhe tebya lyublyu ty pridurok) – I love you too you moron

да (da) – yes

дерьмо! (der'mo!) - shit!

How would vongola react if their s/o turned into a 5 year old? (Like how gokudera did with the broken ten year bazooka)

Tsuna would flip out, like oh god, oh god, what happened, how do I fix this? Is Reborn here? Please don’t let him be here or I’m screwed. But would settle down in a minute after remembering the effects aren’t permanent.  It would then dawn on him just how cute his s/o was and he would start blushing.

Gokudera would be angry because it no doubt threw a wrench in his plans, but would calm down, after kicking Lambo’s ass, if he was the one to blame.  He would tease his s/o on how small they are and probably get kicked.

Yamamoto would be the most chill with it, not bothering to stop what he was doing and continuing on just fine, knowing it wouldn’t last.  But he would definitely comment on how cute you looked or how small you were and would try to pick you up. 

Lambo was no doubt the one behind it all in some way, shape or form.  He would be the one to tease you the most with comments about how small you are and that he isn’t the youngest anymore.  Would most likely get hit with the bazooka by his s/o wanting justice.

Ryohei would probably tease you some, but would also freak out and make sure his sister doesn’t see since he is horrible at coming up with lies.  He would worry about accidentally hurting you a lot too, being extra careful with you until you were back to your old self.

Hibari would be annoyed.  This was not planned and not wanted.  Children were not his specialty, even if that child was his s/o.  He would just sit there for five minutes, waiting for the effect to wear off, confused as to what to do.  He might comment later on how cute you looked.

Chrome would love it.  She would pick you up and swing you around, telling you how cute you looked.  She would immediately correct herself, apologizing for doing that, not that you minded.  You would laugh at her behavior and tell her it was okay if she wanted to swing you around, just not to drop you.

Mukuro would tease you into oblivion.  It would be relentless.  How cute you looked.  How small you looked.  How much you have matured in the years since last looking like that.  How you were now pocket sized.  Anything and everything.  He would carry you in his arms and compare everything to you in size just for laughs.

Although Reborn (and many others) keep pestering Tsuna about starting his own family, or at least take either Haru or Kyoko as his wife,  Tsuna’s always refused.

During the time in the future, Tsuna overheard from a member of the famiglia that Haru and Kyoko were planning on having a dual wedding and though names weren’t spoken, Tsuna’s intuition told him that though it wasn’t him who wedded either of the girls- they were people in his famiglia.

(submitted by anon)

Gokudera has a photographic memory, which is why he was able to fully learn Japanese in such a short amount of time.

He also has an extensive knowledge of several other major world languages, including English, Spanish, French, German, and Russian. Learning new languages and other subjects through reading is a major hobby of his.

(submitted by lady-matryoshka)