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    Bucky didn't want much. Just to keep his head down, to sell his flowers in peace, and to stay off Shield's radar. His life would have been a lot easier if his flowers weren't dead and if being a necromancer wasn't illegal, but easy or not, he was getting by. Steve didn't want much, either. He was happy working for Shield, he had good friends, and overall his life was going just about the way he wanted it. Problem was, being happy with your life was generally an invitation for fate to throw a spanner in the works—and in Steve's specific case, it was going to be a spanner named Bucky.

    (A love story about flowers, trust, and magic and the choices we make about doing what's right.)

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    Sleep from my soul began retreating,
    And here you once again appear
    Before me like a vision fleeting,
    A beauty's angel pure and clear.

     

    In ecstasy the heart is beating,
    Old joys for it anew revive;
    Inspired and God-filled, it is greeting
    The fire, and tears, and love alive.

     

    —Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

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    11 Feb 2018

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    Steve's lips scan close over Sam's neck and maybe it's that music cracks them both open; sends the awkwardness of flirting straight out the window, and makes room for this.

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    07 Feb 2018

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