I want to paint flowers on your arms; starting with delicate, veiny roots growing from your finger tips that seamlessly give way to crooked stems.
I want to cover your wrists in different shades of green; from sea foam to the dark forest tones I wore the very first time I ever danced with a boy.
I want the golden petals of sunflowers to sink into your skin and kiss your soul with the vibrancy of a million burning stars.
I want the world to see you like I do; with the Earth under your nails and the universe above your throat.
—  i wish i could tell you//m.j.b.

Concept: you and your best friend lying in a fairies’ meadow, and the fairies make flower crowns for you, the sky is pink, the flowers sing, you are safe. You are okay

Delicate Part 1/9

Originally posted by morefelton

Warnings: Swearing 

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Y/N - Your name

A/N: Reader is brilliantly smart but has spent her life being exploited by anyone who finds out about it. She is recruited by Fury to come to the Avengers facility, but it may not be for the reason she thinks.

Not going to lie, I listened to the song Delicate by Damien Rice about a million times while writing this. Also the trailer for Gifted not only left me an emotional mess it also seems to have seeped it’s way a little into this story.

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