→ i'ma bleed a little poison out

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky's feed flickers on, the camera pointed up and above his head to where a sprig of mistletoe is sitting. He probably doesn't realise they're cursed right now, as evident from the laugh in his voice when he talks, the camera swinging back down to his amused and very smug grin. He's outside somewhere, wearing the scarf Steve's landlady had given him, tucked up under his chin. It's a little cold, but he doesn't seem bothered by it, too busy smirking. ]

Ah, my favourite part of the holiday season, ain't nobody allowed to say it different.

[ Really, he has no right to sound like a kid in a sweet shop, but there you go. He does, and he's not actually attempting to hide it. Mostly because he's an impossible charmer and he likes the ladies. ]

(( ooc: Posting and running for the daily activities but I knew I'd forget later. If you want to find Bucky and attack his face, please feel free. It can be as awkward as all hell too. Because I will laugh forever. ))

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Welcome, Mr Stark, to the angriest kiss of your life.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Rubbing at his mouth, gazing around rather suspiciously. ] It's official, Christmas has turned on me.

SO I HERD U KISSED CHARLIE *angrykissing*

[charring]

Yeah. It has. [Charlie would lean her shoulder on his, as they usually do, but she's watching where the mistletoe was. Knowing her luck, it'd grow back when she least suspected it.]

Bucky would BITE HIM. Like, because he's going to kiss him, BUT HE BETTER BE AFRAID

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Scratching at his jaw. ] Hey, could be worse. [ Then a wink, he's trying to cheer you up by being a dork. ] I hear I'm quite a catch.

oh bucky no.

[charring]

[It's working. It always does. Damn you, Bucky. Let her be uncomfortable for once.] That's disturbing to hear considering I think of you as family.

[Teasing right back.]

STARK, YOU ARE GOING DOWN. >D

[yourbestguysgun]

[ No. She must forever succumb to his charm. ] Don't mean you can't appreciate how much of a stud I am, sweetheart. Maybe the city should be afraid.

HEHEHE

[charring]

I'll mass-text the city tomorrow. Hide your daughters! Hide your wives! Bucky's out on the town!

[yourbestguysgun]

See, now we're gettin' somewhere.

[charring]

Plus, anyone interested still has that screening process we discussed.

[yourbestguysgun]

I take it the thing’s rigorous.

[charring]

Two hundred essay questions. That's just the written exam.

[yourbestguysgun]

Hell, I hope I don't charm anybody jus' for that.