flashbacks in echoes

Things Taylor remembers

  • that fight, 2.30 am
  • thinking “are we out of the woods yet? Are we in the clear yet?”
  • it all too well
  • sitting by the water
  • all the city lights on the water
  • the slamming door and all the things that she misread
  • you driving to her house in the middle of the night.
  • what you said last night 
  • the look on your face lit through the darkness at 1:58
  • the swing of your step
  • him in flashbacks and echoes
  • when we broke up the first time  
  • when we couldn’t take the heat

Things Taylor wants other people to remember

  • when you hit the brakes too soon 
  • that our mums are getting older too
  • the footsteps and the words said
  • all your little brother’s favorite songs
  • her standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset
  • today is never too late to be brand new

What Taylor can’t remember

  •  what song it was playing when she walked in
  • WHERE SHE PUT THE CD WITH THE 10 MINUTE VERSION OF ALL TOO WELL ON IT

TAYLOR SWIFT LYRICS SENTENCE STARTERS.

“RED.”

“ Losing him/her was blue like I’d never known. “
” Missing him/her was dark grey all alone. “
” Loving him/her was red. “
” Forgetting him/her was like trying to know somebody you never met. “
” Remembering him/her comes in flashbacks and echoes. “
” But moving on from him/her is impossible. “
” When I still see it all in my head, in burning red. “
” Loving him/her is like trying to change your mind. “
” Fighting with him/her was like trying to solve a crossword. “
” Oh, losing him/her was blue like I’d never known. “

“BLANK SPACE.”

“ Nice to meet you, where you been? ”
“ I could show you incredible things. ”
“ You look like my next mistake. ”
“ Love’s a game, wanna play? ”
“ I can read you like a magazine. ”
“ I can make the bad guys/girls good for a weekend. ”
“ So it’s gonna be forever or it’s gonna go down in flames. ”
“ Cause we’re young and we’re reckless. ”
“ You’re the King, baby, I’m your Queen. ”
“ I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream. ”

“BAD BLOOD.”

“ Cause, baby, now we got bad blood. “
” You know it used to be mad love. “
” Now we got problems and I don’t think we can solve them. “
” Did you have to do this? “
” I was thinking that you could be trusted. “
” Oh, it’s so sad to think about the good times, you and I. “
” Did you have to ruin what was shiny? “
” Did you have to hit me, where I’m weak? “
” Still got scars on my back from your knife. “
” All these things will catch up to you. “

“SHAKE IT OFF.”

“ I go on too many dates. ”
“ At least that’s what people say. ”
“ Can’t stop, won’t stop moving. ”
“ Cause the players gonna play. ”
“ Baby, I’m just gonna shake. ”
“ Won’t you come on over, baby? ”
“ I’m dancing on my own. ”
“ I never miss a beat. ”
“ That’s what they don’t know. ”
“ You could’ve been getting down to this sick beat. ”
Trust Me

Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x Reader

Word Count: 922

Warnings: Mentions of past abuse, language

Summary: Modern AU, reader has long day and tries to sleep, Alex comforts them.

A/N: Enjoy! Requests are open!

Originally posted by hamiltonmemes

The city was loud. More than usual. Customers were in and out of your bookstore all day, a lot more than usual after some celebrity had come into your shop. You were exhausted and just wanted to sleep. You closed the doors an hour early, serving the last few patrons before leaving.

You stopped by your favorite coffee shop on the way home, grabbing a chai tea latte to warm you up. Sirens echoed off the buildings, aided by the blaring of taxi cabs and street performers. You tried to block out the sound by putting in earbuds under your beanie, but they didn’t work very well. You opted to just speed walk to your apartment you shared with Alex. You breathed heavy at the noise, wishing it would just stop.

You made it to your apartment, unlocking the door and slipping inside. Alexander looked up from the kitchen bar. “Hey Y/N. Just finishing up the snacks. You ready for tonight?” he asked, grinning at you. Shit. You had forgotten it was game night with the guys. You were way too tired to play.

“Actually, Alex, I think I’m going to skip tonight. You guys can still play. Long day. Loud,” You yawned. Alex looked up at you, cocking an eyebrow. You hated doing this to him, as game night was the only night you could get him to relax, but you were exhausted.

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I wanna see the space7 doing normal chill shit like:
- Them getting drunk, Bellamy passes out and Raven draws on his face
- Harper giving Echo and Emori a makeover with arker clothes
- Murphy cooks for them and everyone gets overly impressed
- Echo telling them scary stories, Emori sneaks behind them and scares Monty
- I want to see all of them sparring
- Bellamy teaching Raven how to sew
- Raven getting close with the girls
- All of them singing/dancing (karaoke maybe?)
- Echo thinking it’s weird but ends up dancing her heart out to Teenage Dream by Katy Perry because why not? 🤗
- Monty and Raven talking about losing their loved ones
- All of them celebrating each other’s birthdays
- Echo/Emori teaching the rest of them about their culture and how to speak their language
- Monty and Raven teaching Echo and Emori about their technology
- Bellamy making jokes
- Space5 trying to get Bellamy and Raven together cause they’re tired of them beating around the bush
- I wanna see them sleeping in, finally getting a good night sleep

I just want to see the seven of them being great supportive friends and becoming a family 💫💖

Music blasted through the workshop and the vibrations from his heavy machinery rattled through him. It should have drowned out the voices. Five experiments and two suits later, his mind was in full swing. If it were any other day, he would have been exhausted.  

If.

He clapped his hands twice and the silence was deafening. Even Dum-E had backed into a corner instead of playfully nudging at him like it used to. Tossing his black rubber gloves and goggles on the bench, he dragged his feet to the bar.

The lab was a mess. Scraps of metal littered the surfaces, old inventions sat in a heap in the corner, and a thick layer of soot cloaked his cars. An area was cordoned off with dusty rags, left untouched, but not forgotten. Tools were thrown about, oil painted the floors, and there was a new hole in the wall. He couldn’t remember the last time it looked so alive. Yesterday, it was spotless.

He checked the clock that JARVIS had decided to so graciously display. Taunting him with every blink. 03:16. In the first couple of months, JARVIS used to constantly remind him to eat or sleep, but after being threatened to be reprogrammed, the artificial intelligence stopped. Sighing, he took a seat at his desk, glass in one hand, bottle in the other. He snapped his fingers and the lights were gone, leaving him in the illuminating glow of the arc reactor and monitors he was facing. He glanced at the results they presented and spun a hologram in his hand before deleting the file and ordering a system shut down.

He stared at the glass in his hand before violently throwing it against the panels by the stairs. It crashed loudly and shattered. Dum-E immediately started sweeping it up and he had a sense of satisfaction. He yearned for the amber liquid to burn away his sorrows, but he wouldn’t have been happy. Drinking never diminished the pain anyway. He stumbled to the sink to pour the whiskey down the drain when his legs gave way and he slumped against the counter. Closing his eyes, he gave in.

The Sun shone brilliantly and the vibrant colors of Spring under its glare was offensively bright and cheerful. Airplanes moaned overhead as flags rippled red, white and blue in the gentle breeze. The sound of children’s laughter and smell of freshly cut grass, caught in the wind. It was as if they conspired to show him how life went on without him. Everything should have been as grey and foggy as he felt; cold and damp with silent air, but the birds still sang and flowers still bloomed. He was surrounded by people he had never met, shooting gazes at them that were either too apologetic or too friendly. It annoyed him.    

He tightened his grip and walked them back down the path to the car, ignoring those yelling his name. As he placed his hands on the wheel, tears began to flow. A year ago, the light in his heart was extinguished, but they managed somehow and learned to cope. Yet the guilt was overwhelming, and he was confronted with emotions he thought were buried.

Slowly disappearing through the rear view mirror, were citizens enjoying a holiday around a monument built in the name of their fallen hero. Not souls unwilling to acknowledge the finality of death. To never look upon his face again, or feel his embrace and see the warmth in his eyes. The service wasn’t for him, and it definitely wasn’t for them.

The reporter on the screen behind him spoke with words from Frye; do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. And he could breathe, knowing he would understand why they couldn’t be there.

He needed to know he made the right choice, that he was indeed a good man. He wished he could be the person society required him to be. He needed to get a grip and be Tony Stark. The World needed Iron Man, but all he needed was him… 

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OIKAWA WEEK 2016 Day one // Late Nights // Texting // Red (Passion/Determination)

“Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes, tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go. But moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head, burning red.” - Taylor Swift, Red

MASTERLISTpara titles

We’ve all been there: you write up a nice para starter, you’re proud of the product and want to post it, but you don’t know what to title your post. Since Taylor Swift’s lyrics are all practically amazing quotes to use, I’ve compiled a list of possible para titles using nothing but her lyrics! Below the cut, you can find 557 titles to use for your paras and selfparas, organized by album. All pronouns can be adapted as needed, of course. Enjoy!

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Today’s cutscene cap harvest - out of the frying pan and into an Echo flashback:

-Cid is seen being pursued by Imperial soldiers near the Thaliak stone, which is audibly humming with power.  Back then, the stone still sat on a cliff, but was surrounded by a cavern.  The cavern and the other crystaline structures attached to the central stone are no longer present in ARR.

-Nael Van Darnus praises the work of Midas non Garlond, Cid’s father, as being responsible for gaining their access to Dalamud, though it did cost Midas his life during the destruction of Bozja Citadel.  Cid denies this as a beneficial gain, and confirms that Dalamud’s descent will lead only to utter destruction.

-Darnus charges up yet another powerful blast.  Cid is sent plummeting off the cliff but breaks his fall by shooting a hook and cable into the underside of the cliff.  He plays possum there and waits for Nael and the soldiers to leave.

[CAPTAIN MERIWETHER LEWIS x TAYLOR SWIFT]

❝he sulks in the tent with taylor swift blasting and george shannon is just like ‘sir are you ok’ 'i’m fINE Go AWAY’ sacagawea stares directly into the camera like she’s on the office. clark twirls around obliviously in a field of wildflowers.❞

001. TEARDROPS ON MY GUITAR can he tell that i can’t breathe//and there he goes so perfectly//the kind of flawless i wish i could be

002. I KNEW YOU WERE TROUBLE and he’s long gone when he’s next to me//and i realize the blame is on me

003. SPEAK NOW she floats down the aisle like a pageant queen//but i know you wish it was me//you wish it was me don’t you

004. I’M ONLY ME WHEN I’M WITH YOU and i don’t try to hide my tears//the secrets or my deepest fears//through it all nobody gets me like you do

005. YOU BELONG WITH ME if you could see that i’m the one who understands you//been here all along so why can’t you see

006. RED remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes//tell myself it’s time now gotta let go//but moving on from him is impossible

007. I’D LIE he looks around the room//innocently overlooks the truth//shouldn’t a light go on//doesn’t he know that i’ve had him memorized for so long

008. THE STORY OF US i don’t know what to say since the twist of fate when it all broke down//and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now

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In case people have forgotten/didn’t know in the first place:

This scene from 1.0 (Watch the whole thing here; for the record, this is an Echo flashback to events of the year 1562, 15 years before the plot of 2.0) involves Thancred doing the following things:

  • Cheating the children of then-Syndicate members out of a shitton of gil by beating them at ten hands in a row and nonchalantly shutting down their subsequent raging and death threats.
  • Accuses Niellefresne of orchestrating an ‘accident,’ setting a wild goobbue out onto townspeople during a parade, which injures several people and kills one; the dead man in question is named Warburton, and he leaves behind a daughter named Ascilia. (Who would later grow up to become the one and only Minfilia.)
  • Verbally tears the Syndicate a new one in the process.
  • And when Nielle walks out and says 'Do what you want with the money, give it to the brat for all I care,’ he responds with 'Fuck you I’ll do just that.’
  • For emphasis, Thancred sends a small fortune to a recently orphaned little Ala Mhigan girl he barely knows to pay for her father’s funeral. (Though even that didn’t quite cover all the expenses, about 1,500,000 gil altogether; the rest was paid for by the Order of Nald'thal when they bought Warburton’s body but that’s a story for another time.)
  • And not only that, he subtly points F'lhaminn in Ascilia’s direction by letting her know that Warburton had died. By the next time we see them, she’s already adopted Ascilia. So he indirectly saves her from subsisting as an impoverished refugee.

And then much later on, after some shit gets real, Thancred becomes good friends with Ascilia and even comes up with her new pseudonym and gives her her own dagger; by 2.0 he loyally works under her as a Scion, and takes it upon himself to keep her safe. (Fun fact: if you talk to Thancred in 2.2 after Leviathan is summoned, he says, “Though the mission ended in failure, I take solace in the knowledge that Minfilia is unharmed.”)

anonymous asked:

why do you like red so much? like yeah it was good but i thought that critics said it wasn't sonically cohesive or something

i mean, fuck sonic cohesiveness or whatever. RED IS THE BEST ALBUM ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH DO YOU WANT PROOF I’LL GIVE YOU PROOF.

  • state of grace - this is actually the best song to ever be written ever like LISTEN TO THE LYRICS LISTEN TO THE MELODY I LOVE IT ALL IT’S ALL SO GOOD “WE ARE ALONE WITH OUR CHANGING MINDS, WE FALL IN LOVE TILL IT HURTS OR BLEEDS OR FADES IN TIME” “WE ARE ALONE JUST YOU AND ME, UP IN YOUR ROOM AND OUR SLATES ARE CLEAN, JUST TWIN FIRE SIGNS, FOUR BLUE EYES” “SO YOU WERE NEVER A SAINT AND I’VE LOVED IN SHADES OF WRONG, WE LEARN TO LIVE WITH THE PAIN, MOSAIC BROKEN HEARTS” “THIS IS A STATE OF GRACE, THIS IS A WORTHWHILE FIGHT, LOVE IS A RUTHLESS GAME UNLESS YOU PLAY IT GOOD AND RIGHT, THESE ARE THE HANDS OF FATE, YOU’RE MY ACHILLES HEEL, THIS IS THE GOLDEN AGE OF SOMETHING GOOD AND RIGHT AND REAL” READ THOSE LYRICS AND TELL ME YOU DON’T FEEL SOMETHING TELL ME THEY DON’T GIVE YOU CHILLS LIKE DAMN HOW DID TAYLOR WRITE THIS EVERY LYRIC IS A MASTERPIECE
  • red - i loooove this song omg like the background guitar i love it so much i love the idea i love the imagery i love the picture she paints of this turbulent, crazy, passionate love “like the colors in autumn so bright just before they lose it all” damn i love that line so much i just can’t with this song??? i love how it incorporates like her country roots ugh i just love it so much “remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes, tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go, but moving on from him isn’t possible when i still see it all in my head, in burning red” BYE
  • treacherous - LET ME TELL YOU A THING ABOUT HOW BEAUTIFUL THIS SONG IS “PUT YOUR LIPS CLOSE TO MINE, AS LONG AS THEY DON’T TOUCH, OUT OF FOCUS, EYE TO EYE, TILL THE GRAVITY’S TOO MUCH, AND I’LL DO ANYTHING YOU SAY, IF YOU SAY IT WITH YOUR HANDS, AND I’D BE SMART TO WALK AWAY, BUT YOU’RE QUICKSAND” IM SCREAMING????? BEAUTIFUL??? AND THE GUITAR IN THE BACKGROUND????????? I LOVE IT “”AND ALL WE ARE IS SKIN AND BONE, TRAINED TO GET ALONG, FOREVER GOING WITH THE FLOW, BUT YOU’RE FRICTION” OH MY GODDDDD “TWO HEADLINES SHINE THROUGH THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT AND I WILL GET YOU, GET YOU ALONE” IT’S SO CALMING BUT GIVES YOU SO MANY EMOTIONS AT THE SAME TIME I GET GOOSEBUMPS I CAN’T DEAL I LOVE THIS SONGGGGG
  • i knew you were trouble - soooo different from the first three songs but man HEADBANG JAM OUT DANCE AROUND THE CLUB I DONT GIVE A FUCK THIS SONG IS SUCH A GOOD SONG TO LIP SYNC AND ACT OUT WITH APPROPRIATE FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND CRAP AND HONESTLY IT’S CATCHY AS FUCK IT WILL NEVER GET OUT OF YOUR HEAD also i looooove how taylor kinda went outside her comfort song with the whole dubstep/electronic vibes oh man LOVE THIS SONG
  • all too well - what do i even say about this song that hasn’t been said before WHAT A BEAUTY WHAT A MASTERPIECE EVERY SINGLE LYRIC WHERE’S THE FULL VERSION @ TAYLOR “OH YOUR SWEET DISPOSITION AND MY WIDE EYED GAZE” “AUTUMN LEAVES FALLING DOWN LIKE PIECES INTO PLACE” “CAUSE HERE WE ARE AGAIN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, WE’RE DANCING ROUND THE KITCHEN IN THE REFRIGERATOR LIGHT” THAT LINE JUST GIVES YOU A CERTAIN FEELING IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT “WELL MAYBE WE GOT LOST IN TRANSLATION MAYBE I ASKED FOR TOO MUCH BUT MAYBE THIS THING WAS A MASTERPIECE TILL YOU TORE IT ALL UP, RUNNING SCARED, I WAS THERE, I REMEMBER IT, ALL TOOOOO WELLLLLLLLLLLLL, HEY YOU CALL ME UP AGAIN JUST TO BREAK ME LIKE A PROMISE, SO CASUALLY CRUEL IN THE NAME OF BEING HONEST I’M A CRUMPLED UP PIECE OF PAPER LYING HERE CUZ I REMEMBER IT ALL, ALL, ALL……. too well……….. time won’t fly it’s like i’m paralyzed by it, i’d like to be my old self again but i’m still tryna find it, after plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and i walk home alone” FUCK OH MY GOD
  • 22 - DANCE PARTY IN THE MIDDLE OF MY ROOM AT THREE AM WITH MY BEST FRIENDS THIS IS WHAT THIS SONG IS FOR. JAM OUT. SING IN THE SHOWER. THIS SONG IS SO FUN TO SING AND DANCE TO IT’LL HELP YOU RECOVER FROM ALL TOO WELL also i just love it it’s so catchy
  • i almost do - im gonna be honest i rarely listen to this song but only because i feel like crying every. damn. time and honestly i’m not emotionally strong to handle this beauty. “i bet it never ever occured to you that i can’t say hello to you and risk another goodbye” :-((( i’m so sad just thinking about it
  • we are never ever getting back together - i don’t think i’ll get over how amazing this song is??? perfect for after i almost do because you just want to GET UP AND DANCE and be ANGRY and happy at the same time????????? this song is such a JAM you can dance your ass off to it and it helps you in times of anger what a wonderful piece of pop music
  • stay stay stay - the fucking happiest song on the face of the earth????? the cute music??? taylor sounds like she’s smiling the entire song??? the little laugh???? i’m dead??? it’s so HAPPY the relationship she describes is so HAPPY this song makes me wanna smile twenty four seven it gets me so excited to be in love wow
  • the last time - this song is so heartwrenching it literally tugs at your heartstrings the harmonizing with gary the lyrics the music it’s almost haunting “and right before your eyes i’m breaking” and the BRIDGE you can practically hear the pleading in taylor’s voice you can hear her breaking im gonna cry just THINKING about it i love this song so much everyone go listen to it RIGHT NOW
  • holy ground - fuck this song is so good. it’s so so so sos os good. so happy. so reminiscent. it just gives off this vibe of dancing down the street with not a care in the world. it makes me want to move to a big city and accomplish everything i want in the world. it makes me want to fall in love and fall out of love “spinning like a girl in a brand new dress” yes pls “we blocked the noise with the sound of i need you” and taylor’s so content about the end of the relationship it’s accepting it’s looking back on this great relationship and it’s not sad but happy that it happened and that’s just such an important point to be at post breakup and i love it also the DRUMS
  • sad beautiful tragic - THIS SONG. THIS FUCKING SONG. I CRY EVERY SINGLE TIME THIS ISN’T EVEN A LIE. “LONG HANDWRITTEN NOTE DEEP IN YOUR POCKET, WORDS HOW LITTLE THEY MEAN, WHEN YOU’RE A LITTLE TOO LATE” “GOOD GIRLS, HOPEFUL THEY’LL BE, AND LONG THEY WILL WAIT” “IN DREAMS, I MEET YOU IN WARM CONVERSATION, WE BOTH WAKE, IN LONELY BEDS, DIFFERENT CITIES, AND TIME IS TAKING ITS SWEET TIME ERASING YOU, AND YOU’VE GOT YOUR DEMONS AND DARLING THEY ALL LOOK LIKE ME” BEAUTIFUL??? ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL TAYLOR HOW??? HOW DO YOU MAKE ME CRY LIKE THIS??? “DISTANCE, TIMING, BREAKDOWN, FIGHTING, SILENCE, THE TRAIN RUNS OFF ITS TRACKS, KISS ME TRY TO FIX IT, WOULD YOU JUST TRY TO LISTEN, HANG UP, GIVE UP, BUT FOR THE LIFE OF US WE CAN’T GET BACK,” im done i can’t anymore
  • the lucky one - really the only song taylor’s written about fame and it’s written BEAUTIFULLY i love the vibe it gives off like she’s a hollywood starlet the music is sooo nice and the words just flow together i honestly don’t even know how to explain it you just have to listen to it it’s amazing
  • everything has changed - this song is so SWEET it makes me want to fall in love so bad i wanna feel all of this how can you not after this song i love how it’s really only guitar at first i love how ed’s in it and how it sounds when they sing honestly their voices go together SO WELL man i love this song
  • starlight - I LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH. I LOVE THE VIBE AND HOW ITS LIKE SET IN THE 40S AND THE PICTURE IT PAINTS. AND THE RHYTHM. “HE SAID LOOK AT YOU, WORRYING SO MUCH ABOUT, THINGS YOU CAN’T CHANGE. YOU’LL SPEND YOUR WHOLE LIFE SINGING THE BLUES IF YOU KEEP THINKING THAT WAY.” “DON’T YOU SEE THE STARLIGHT, STARLIGHT? DON’T YOU DREAM IMPOSSIBLE THINGS?” I LOVE THIS SONG
  • begin again - what do i even say honestly…. the music and everything is so simple but not the words and not the message and it’s SUCH an important message because the song showcases how broken taylor was after all the relationships described through this album, these crazy, turbulent loves and begin again shows like a new beginning a wonderful one filled with hope and happiness and you can hear that in her voice and when she sings “i’ve been spending the last eight months thinking all love ever does is break, and burn, and end” i cry a little ngl wow what a strong ending to the album

anyway this album is literally better than anything ever in the world

jennamacaroni  asked:

in dreams i meet you in warm conversation. we both wake in lonely beds in different cities. and time is taking its sweet time erasing you. and you e got your demons and darling, they all look like me.

Remembering her comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go
But moving on from her is impossible
When I still see it all in my head

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Loving Him Was Red 

Song by: Taylor Swift

Pairing: Steve x Reader, Steve x Sharon

Warning: Angst, jealous/insecure/angry!Sharon

Summary: Both you and Steve had your ups and downs as roommates. Now with Sharon in the picture, you two say your temporary good-byes. But for you, your good-bye was forever.

A/N: There will be a part 2 for when the Avengers find you! :) So keep an eye out for that one! I do not own any gifs, pictures or the songs used!


Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street…
 Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly…

“What if I stop appearing in front of you? What would you do?”

Steve stopped packing his bag and turned to you with furrowed brows in confusion. You were standing in the doorway with your oversized sweater and dark jeans. The sleeves covered most of your finger tips and you were holding your hands together nervously. Looking at him with the saddest eyes you had ever given him, you had this pinch of hope that he wouldn’t leave.

“What are you talking about, (Y/N)?” He straightened his back as he turned towards your direction.

“Why do you have to go to her?” It was ridiculous – you had no idea you were capable of saying such things. You had no idea you were even capable of being attached to someone attractively.

The blue-eyed super soldier didn’t know how to react. He just looked at you in pure puzzlement and tried to rack his brain for something decent to say; something that wouldn’t hurt you. Steve didn’t want to hurt you – you were the last person on Earth he’d ever want to see in pain.

Before you could hear his answer, the doorbell to your apartment rang. Steve tore his gaze off you and looked at the front door behind you before grabbing his packed bag off the bed. You didn’t move out of the way for him to pass though.

“(Y/N), I have to-“

“I-“ You wanted to speak your mind, tell him to stay, confess your feelings and hold him back – but you couldn’t. Biting the bottom of your lips and swallowing down your voice, you just stepped to the side after a couple painful seconds before looking at the ground and holding in your burning tears.

“Good bye, (Y/N),” Steve forced himself to say as he brushed past you, walking towards the door where his girlfriend was waiting behind. He placed his hand on the door knob and turned around to look at you. Your back was still facing him – the blue-eyed Avenger decided that you were going to be okay. You were holding up a very strong front. That’s what he thought.

Once your ears heard the door close, tears shattered on the wooden floors into tiny droplets and soft broken sobs left your lips. Covering your mouth with your sleeve, you leaned against the door frame and slid down to bury your face in your arms as you pulled your knees up to your chest.

 Losing him was blue like I’d never known…

 Missing him was dark gray all alone…

 Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met…

 But loving him was red…

 Loving him was red…


Touching her was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you…

Memorizing her was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song…

“What the hell was that?!” Sharon screamed at her boyfriend of two months when they were attending a SHIELD conference. During Fury’s speech, she had caught him staring at the one girl they both knew would cause trouble in their relationship. Steve’s eyes were sad and almost nostalgic in a way.

Let’s just say, Sharon didn’t like that.

“What is it, Sharon?” Steve was getting exhausted of her screaming at him all day. After two weeks of moving in with her and getting passed the awkward stage, her true self started showing. She got jealous easily even at the smallest things and she had a firm hold on the Captain. Steve’s energy was sapped by her quicker than he could get it back.

“Again! You were staring at (Y/N), AGAIN! Why?! We went over this! You told me you were going to let her go! She’s in the past now!” Sharon’s face was red with anger.

“We didn’t sleep together, Sharon,” Steve said for the nth time – he had no idea how long it was going to take before his girlfriend got it through her head that his relationship with you wasn’t anything that crossed the boundaries. “-I was her roommate for two years. She’s my friend.”

“You’re a liar! What kind of man lives under the same room with a woman and doesn’t even once feel any attraction towards her or suddenly have the desire to have sex with her at least once?! You want (Y/N)!”

Steve rolled his eyes and shook his head before pressing a hand to his forehead in frustration. She was slowly snipping away at his last nerves and straws for her. He fell for the independent, amazing and wonderful woman that she was – who would’ve known that she ended up taking the role of the man of the relationship out of his hands?

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, damn it!” Sharon shoved the blue-eyed Avenger against the conference table, knocking someone’s mug over. Her fists were just itching to hit something, or someone. “If you want to stay with me, then you stop looking at (Y/N)! Got it?!”

“Sharon, love, just listen-“

He flinched when she slammed the door open and closed behind her as she stomped out of the empty conference room. Once by himself, Steve sighed, trying to loosen the grip his fists had made.

“I don’t know if I can…”

Regretting her was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong…


 Leaning against the wall of the hallway, you waited for Steve outside his new apartment with Sharon. You stared down at your feet and shuffled nervously when you heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Turning your head, you saw that it was Steve who was returning from a meeting with Fury. He stopped dead in his tracks with wide eyes when he saw you.

It had been about two weeks since he last saw you. Both of you were getting groceries at the same supermarket and since you two had roomed together for more than two years, some habits stuck even after months of being apart. You were reaching for your favorite cereal when a hand accidentally touched yours. Steve was going for the same one and hadn’t noticed you there as he was looking through the weekly advertisements paper.

Steve didn’t know what to do when he saw you standing at his door – he was scared, confused and happy at the same time.

“You’re not supposed to be here…”

“I’m leaving,” you decided not to beat the bush and blurted out exactly why you were there Steve’s eyes widened in shock. “-Fury needed someone to be SHIELD’s eyes and ears in one of the HYDRA facilities they mapped out. I’m going in as an undercover spy…I’ll be gone for six months.”

At this point, the blue-eyed super soldier forgot all about being just scared, confused and happy – he was heartbroken and terrified. He knew about this mission, and he knew how dangerous it was.

“I’m just here to say bye…”

“Don’t go, (Y/N),” Steve was surprised to hear himself say that as much as you were surprised to hear it. “-it’s dangerous.”

“I know, Steve… I know what I signed up for,” you forced a soft smile. “-I’ll be back in six months.”

A part of the super-soldier told him ‘No. No, she’ll be back… but in a casket. You’re going to lose her, Steve’. He stood in front of her, trying to figure out a way to now screw things up and lose you.

You, on the other hand, just smiled.

“Thank you for letting me love you, Steve Rogers. It was fun while it lasted,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned up before sealing your lips together with his. At first he was shocked and had the urge to pull away – but his body and mind plotted against him. Steve relaxed against the kiss and placed his hands on your hips, remembering the imprint your kiss left on him.

When you pulled away, you quickly headed for the stairs in a hurry to catch your ride.

“(Y/N)! Wait!” Steve called for you, but you just turned and smiled at him. His eyes were filled with sadness, fear and longing. The poor Captain fell hard.

“Good bye, Steve.”

“No, wait!”

Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes…

 Tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go.

 But moving on from him is impossible, when I still see it all in my head…

 In burning red…


Tony hesitated whether or not to tell his Captain friend the news he received. Steve had left Sharon and he was really heartbroken. The blue-eyed super soldier was sitting at the mini bar in the lounge area, trying to bury his memories of Sharon. He didn’t even know why he was moping over her – she wasn’t a good path that he chose.

“Hey, Cap…” the Iron Man took a seat beside the exhausted Captain. Steve looked at him and forced a smile. “No need to strain yourself there.”

“Are you here to join me or make fun of me, Tony?”

“Neither…I’m uh…here to give you some bad news…” Tony cleared his throat, not sure on how to put it.

“Like I needed more…” Steve muttered, taking a sip of the compelling pleasurable drink. “What is it?”

“…”

“Tony, what is it?”

“It’s…It’s (Y/N).”

Steve’s eyes widened and he placed the shot glass down on the counter. He hadn’t stopped thinking about you since you left three months ago – your kiss, your touch, your voice, everything about you. The bargain he made left him without anything; he lost you and he lost the game of love.

“What happened?” His voice changed back to the normal Captain America voice he always had. It wasn’t half-sober or half-drunk anymore – you woke his conscious up for a short amount of time.

“…I’m so sorry, Cap…”

That was it.

There wasn’t anything else that could top that sincere apology – it was for a lost Avenger.

Oh, losing her was blue like I’d never known…

 “She was caught and…”

Missing her was dark grey all alone…

 “We’re going to send a team to recover her…”

Forgetting her was like trying to know somebody you never met…

“Do you want to go?”

“Suit up…now,” Steve forced himself to say as tears threatened to pour out of his eyes. He tightened his fists and slammed it on top of the counter top, cracking it in the process.

 Cause loving her was red…