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biteofcherry · 1 day
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oh Aspen, but why is it so emotional and intimate 🥺🩷
It makes me think of Echo That Thunders Bucky.
One of the nights shortly after your reunion.
It amazed you both how simple and easy that day went. As well the few before it. All of them, if you were being honest.
Yes, there were those moments of thoughts gaining speed and tangling in skeins, but they untangled the second you were in the same room again.
Perhaps it was due to how well you co-parented even when you were divorced, or maybe you and Bucky simply perfectly fit together, but you fell back into it as if you never parted.
It wasn't only about taking care of your son and sharing chores. The way you two were around each other, with each other, was harmony.
There was no awkwardness when Bucky walked into the bathroom as you stepped out of the shower. No shyness in the way you squeezed his butt as you passed him.
You went through your routine of applying skincare on your face while Bucky sat on the bed and flipped through the pages of the newest book he was reading, trying to find the chapter he paused at (because he always kept losing the bookmark).
Once he found it, he placed the book on the nightstand - open on said chapter, cover facing up. Then he slid across the bed in one swift move, causing you to laugh when landed on your side, with his thighs perfectly spread on the sides of your foot that was propped on the mattress as you applied lotion on your body.
Bucky's fingers gently kneaded the muscles of your calf as he offered to help you rub in the lotion.
Then they traveled upwards. His mouth following.
Your robe fell to the floor; your nightie soon joining it. As you sank down on Bucky's lap, his hands roamed over your warm, sweetly scented body.
The way Bucky touched you wasn't a mere reflection of sexual need, though his hardness that twitched against your thigh sure was sending that message.
His touch was a caress - whether gentle and light, or a harsher pinch, it spoke of love and pure happiness of being with you.
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victusinveritas · 3 months
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Meet Pando, not a forest but a single tree. Every trunk of the Quaking Aspen is genetically identical & connected by a single 80,000 year old root system, making it one of the largest and oldest living entities on Earth!
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gawki · 7 months
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Float Away
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ginger-by-the-sea · 8 months
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cheaprv · 5 months
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Aspen, Colorado. Photo by Connor DeMott.
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darksilvania · 1 year
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Wide TREVENANT (Grass/Dark)
And this is the third wide variant based on Bromojumbo's work I made
This TREVENANT is based on Aspen trees. Aspen groves despite looking like several individual trees are actually all part of a singular organism, connected by a complex system of roots.
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introspect-la · 4 months
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HUNTER S THOMPSON AT HIS RANCH IN ASPEN BY PAUL HARRIS (1990)
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Dolores, Colorado by Alex Berger
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biteofcherry · 7 months
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"Seriously?" Bucky glares at you.
His sunglasses are still on, but you recognize by the tone of his voice and how a muscle in his jaw twitches that he definitely is sending you one of his displeased glares.
"Oops?" You make an innocent face and shrug. "Well, you always said I'm a messy girl. Guess, you're right."
You've been stretching and wiggling on the towel, which you put down on the sunny roof terrace, trying to get Bucky's attention.
Bucky, who's been using the terrace as his temporary office, since his actual one was being remodeled. You knew that. He informed you that he will be there to work, just like he would do in an actual office. Which implied that he wasn't to be disturbed.
So you promised to be very quiet as you laid down to sunbathe. And quiet you were.
You didn't make a single sound as you got rid of your bikini top. Nor when you took off your bikini bottoms.
There was no noise as you ate quarters of orange, biting into the pulp and getting shiny juice all over your mouth.
Really, it was Bucky who made the first noise, when you squeezed a piece of fruit and the juice spurted all over your belly.
"Messy girl," Bucky slowly slides his sunglasses to the tip of his nose, "you better crawl here, to the shade. You need to cool off, before your overheated head comes up with an idea that gets you into even bigger trouble."
"Bigger trouble?" You feign surprise; your pulse rising in excitement.
"Bigger by each second that you're not on your hands and knees, making your way between my legs."
"But-"
"Fucking. Now."
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kyjen-r · 1 year
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adabear · 4 months
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ginger-by-the-sea · 6 months
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dozydawn · 1 year
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“Rodeo.” Aspen, Colorado, 1981. Photographed by Nick Dewolf.
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