Please Can You Give Me Some Summer Love AUs? (PS, Thank You For All Of The Hard Work You Guys Put Into

Please can you give me some summer love AUs? (PS, thank you for all of the hard work you guys put into this library X)

here are some fics set in the summer:

All Summer Long We’ve Both Been Free by perfect_plan (complete |40,841 | M)

Steve has finished school for the summer and waits for the influx of visitors to the island where he lives and the friendships that may bring. What he gets is a whole lot more and this summer will change him in more ways than he could ever imagine.

Fantasmic! by mambo (oneshot |11,464 | T)

It’s Steve’s second summer working at Disney World when he meets Prince Charming (aka: Bucky Barnes, college kid from Brooklyn whose ass looks absolutely devastating in his Prince Charming slacks) and maybe starts to feel a little Disney magic in his heart.

These American Dreams (ain’t no white picket fences left for me) by kariye (oneshot |50,608 | E)

In which Bucky has a house, a dog, an herb garden, and a serious case of insomnia. Welcome to Havensport, Indiana (population 8,294), where Tom’s Neighborhood Grocer stays open all night, little old ladies call the car shop to get their refrigerators repaired, and the heat of summer days and the length of summer nights can make you think that this perfect world will last forever.

Communism was just a red herring by notallbees (oneshot |17,448 | M)

It’s the 90s, it’s summer break, and Bucky is staying with Steve for two months while his parents travel to India.

It’s shaping up to be the best summer ever until Steve’s mom makes things weird by telling them that they’re gay for each other. All of a sudden Steve is full of strange thoughts about his best friend, and Bucky will barely speak to him. All Steve wants is to make things right again.

EDIT: Anon sent in

Everything Magical by rooonil_waazlib (WIP |6,812 | E)

Steve’s just about to apologize when the girl elbows her brother again. “Ask him out, Bucky,” she says, still looking at Steve, not even pretending to whisper.

The man—Bucky—turns to gape at her. “Becca,” he hisses.

“What?” she asks, smirking. “You said you want to.” She winks at Steve. “Or you can ask him. He’ll say yes, I promise.” Steve’s heart pounds a little—should he?

types of people: creature inspired

• night owl: telling secrets to the stars, poems written at 3 AM, messy hair and sleepy smiles

• angel: sunlight making bare skin glow, the swoop of a dove’s wing, the warmth of a long hug

• forest nymph: flowers picked and placed in friends’ hair, faded pages of fairytale books, holding hands with everyone

• unicorn: smiling at strangers, warm sunshine after the rain, spilled glitter that’s too pretty to clean up

• siren: hand-written love letters slipped into bottles, seashell anklets, humming songs while lying in the tub

• fairy: the feel of moss on barefeet, whispering stories in the dark, soft giggles drifting through the wind

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(PORTRAIT, SELF-PORTRAIT: Twins: Jude with Rattlesnake Hair, Noah with Rattlesnake Arms)

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“You don’t seem the type for petty revenge.”

“….Really? Not the type? Me? Like, two thirds of my personality is petty revenge.”

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shades of lipstick: aesthetics

classic red - cotton candy lollipops, sequin converse, art galleries, leather skirts, fold hoops, rooftop gardens, vintage cars, balloon arches

understated nude - skateboards with a wobbly wheel, beach nights, acoustic guitars, antique shops, wild highlights, paint-stained fingers

perfect plum - uneven bangs, lace tights, ceramic mugs, half-finished books, knitting needles and wool yarn, bare feet on hardwood floors, scented markers

sunset orange - learning new languages, piano ballads, spicy food, muddy hiking books, stamped passports, corner cafes, scarves and beanies

blush pink - frozen lakes, bullet journals, Japanese Cherry Blossoms, sad smiles, movie nights with friends, fuzzy socks, fairy lights

black cherry merlot - tulle skirts and heels, spoken word poetry, chokers, apple picking, a lane of lampposts, heart-shaped sunglasses, hardcover books

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“It’s weird how you can be so happy to graduate, to move on, to be free from it all yet that the moment you visit old teachers or listen to songs you grew up with, the butterflies stop and sink.”

— c.t.//I’m scared to graduate and I have a year left//

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