Summary: Through Bucky’s eyes, he falls in and out of love with you.
Pairing: Fem!Reader x Bucky Barnes
Word Count: 1,545 (incl. lyrics)
A/N: Heard this song today and well, this came out. Hope you all enjoy.
Well I heard there was
a secret chord That David played and
it pleased the Lord But you don’t really
care for music, do you? Well it goes like
this: the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the
major lift The baffled king composing
I remember the day I met her. I
recall everything, the clothes she was wearing, the weather, the name of the
waitress that was taking my order, how stale the soda became because I was so
entranced with her, with the way she moved. I remember everything. And every
now and again, my brain goes over this occasion, because it does not want to
forget, does not want these details of such a monumental moment in my life to
His body was a patchwork of
scars-a canvas of raised lines and white, taut skin. Andrew’s black bands
helped, but nothing stopped the wide-eyed looks to the remnants of his cheek
and the scars on his hands. He didn’t blame the onlookers, it was only natural
to stare. You pay attention to the differences. Hell, it’s how he’d survived this
long, so he could at least understand that. But in a heartbeat, what started
out as a glance morphed into morbid curiosity and that made Neil’s throat
It shouldn’t have bothered him and
when he finally took a deep breath and slowed his racing thoughts, he realized
it really didn’t. But in that instant, there was a slow, stretch of panic that
turned his stomach upside down. It was the sharp inhale of surprise, the quiver
of a hand, or the ever-apparent grimace on the stranger’s face that set his
And in that moment Neil wanted to
run. To avoid eye contact, turn on his heel and walk the other way, away from
their curiosity and their roving eyes. Such things were threats, or had been at
least, to his very existence.
And now he was living in a world
where he had invited such speculation in.
Because if memory exists outside of the flesh it wont be memory because it wont know what it remembers so when she became not then half of memory became not and if I become not then all of remembering will cease to be. –Yes […] Between grief and nothing I will take grief.
William Faulkner from Wild Palms [If I Forget Thee Jerusalem] (Random House, 1939)
nothing was ever mine until i made it part of me by force; things can be broken, sold, stolen, clothes can be torn. all that ever seemed real were the physical reminders. pierce me, put a hole in my skin and i’ll know you were there i’ll know this was for me i’ll always have a scar from the time i said “fuck it” and took myself out past the flaring yellow gorse bushes stole a day for myself and enjoyed a needle took a new punch of pain from a blonde with a smile and had something to show for it for once. i’ll always bear the marks of a day spent watching rain split the leaves in the garden washed in music sucking ink under my skin and tying memories to flesh.
Bone said that Eazy liked sleeping over at their place some occasions. He would randomly show up and sleep on the floor even though Bone members would constantly offer their beds. On mornings after he slept over, he would always eat their cereal then leave. Krayzie would always trip out over him doing that because most of the time Eazy would eat all of the cereal.
“Good luck” is not something she likes to say, it’s not a word that cross her mind when she opens her eyes. They’ve survived Scarif and it’s enough. It wasn’t luck, it came with blood, burnt flesh and painful memories. It wasn’t luck.
Jyn often thinks about it, dreams about it even, and surviving seems harder than dying.
She had found her luck though - in her new family. In Baze’s laugh, in Chirrut’s wisdom, in Bodhi’s sweetness, and Cassian’s embrace. That’s where her luck is. It helps her getting up in the cold morning of Hoth, to keep fighting.
She squeezes the stone around her neck, thinking of all the people who were out of luck.
Hurts So Good (Stiles Romance Sequel) ~Chapter 10~
for the door, I slid it open with all the strength I had, taking notice of
Stiles standing in the middle of the room, his back to me. As if he sensed me,
he turned back slowly, his eyes seeming frightened and lost.
I huffed in relief, running to him and throwing myself into his chest, hugging
him tightly. My body froze as he stood completely still, not bothering to hug
me back. Pulling away, I looked up into the smiling face of the Nogitsune.
octavia spikes bellamy’s pumpkin juice with liquid luck so he finally plucks up the courage to ask out clarke griffin and unbelievably she says yes (he only finds out later that octavia is a smug child who didn’t do shit).
clarke needs a study buddy for history of magic. who better? “clarke stayed focused!” “but bell this is boring” *indignant spluttering* “clarke the goblin riots of the 18th century-” “let’s make out” “okay”
clarke saving her chocolate frog cards for bellamy
bellamy enchanting the flowers in clarke’s hair to blue to bring out the colour of her eyes
AWKWARD BLUSHING WHILE ASKING THE OTHER TO THE YULE BALL
amortentia to clarke smells like the log fire in the gryffindor common room where bellamy reads late at night, the chocolate frogs he shares with octavia and the pages of books in the library
amortentia to bellamy smells like clarke’s hair and the greenhouses they make out behind and the firewhisky they drink to get buzzed
(bonus if they aren’t dating and can recognise each other’s scent and suddenly realise how screwed they are)
“bellamy we can’t be here, this corridor is forbidden! i’m a prefect and -” “let’s make out” “okay”
clarke has to repair bellamy’s glasses every hour
also has to summon books out of his hand
he keeps all of her drawings of thestrals and unicorns (permanent sticking charm on his four poster)
secret meet ups in the room of requirement (”we need a place to make out, we need a place to make out, we need a place to make out”)
MOVING PHOTOGRAPHS (attack hug, yule ball dancing, oh the possibilities)
clarke fussing over bellamy in the hospital wing after yet another quidditch injury (he pretends to moan but secretly loves it)
clarke wearing bellamy’s gryffindor scarf with her slytherin robes when he’s playing ravenclaw or hufflepuff
but trash talking him whenever slytherin are playing
snowball fights in the grounds during winter
bellamy gives clarke an old snitch for her birthday and she’s getting so frustrated because obviously there’s something in it but hello, flesh memories, she gets so mad until he finally touches it with his bare hand and wow, there’s a ring in there.
can u suggest something where D and H talk to each other without knowing theother's identity? like, in an online chat room or via magical notes or something along those lines?
Hi, try these.
Footnotes By: kateofallpeople -
T, 23 Chapters - Hermione hides letters in library books - but never
expects a reply. She and her new friend confide in each other,
ultimately fall in love - but can such a love story turn deadly when
their identities are revealed? HBP, T for Language, Violence. Sequel
entitled ‘Headlines’ coming soon!
Dear StrangerBy: ssssslytherclaw - K, 16 Chapters - When
Hermione gets an invitation to join a therapeutic pen pal program
called Medicinal Mail, she joins half-heartedly, only to slowly fall in
love with the stranger she’s writing to. (based on You’ve Got Mail)
Ink On Paper By: mountain ash - T, 22 chapters - The
students at Hogwarts are being forced to write to another student in a
different house, and have no idea who they are writing to. Guess who
gets paired up with Hermione? And so ensues the story of how the two
overcame their prejudices. Dramione!
HINTSBy: Never Forevermore
- T, 16 chapters - The war is over. Voldemort is dead, but the four
Hogwarts houses are still not united. So, to support inter house unity,
Dumbledore introduces H.I.N.T.S., a new pen pal system. Chaos ensues,
but will love between two once enemies also occur?
Flesh Memoryby gocnocturna
- M, 17 chapters - Voldemort was defeated in 6th year, it’s 7th year
and McGonagall institutes a pen-pal system with a member of a different
house starting it the summer before 7th year begins. Hermione enjoys
writing with her mystery ‘Damien’, but views him as a question to
answer. What happens when she figures him out? What about Harry and Ron
and their pen-pals? Where does Hermione sneak off to at night?
A Thousand Words by annie
- T, 35 chapters - For the rest of the Ministry, the interdepartmental
challenge was merely a failed attempt to restore trust between workers.
But for Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, it was the catalyst for an
unexpected relationship built on passionate letters, concealed
identities, and secret meetings � and the beginning of an end that
neither of them could ever have imagined possible, not even in their
Hermione/Draco romance- 7th year and Hogwarts: Dumbledore had a brilliant idea of having students become pen-pals with pen names. Hermione and Draco are both Head Boy and Girl. They also got paired to be pen-pals and have no idea who they are writing to. Romance/Humour. Complete
According to Wish and Krayzie Bone, the first time Bone Thugs ever went out with Eazy E was to a video shoot. The rap group Brownside was shooting for one of their songs, and the whole time Eazy and Bone were off to the side smoking weed. They didn’t know how it started but eventually Brownside members started arguing amongst themselves. It got to the point to where they started shooting, so Eazy and Bone Thugs started running away. Apparently Krayzie and Bizzy ran towards the car they came in, but the driver of the car locked the doors and wouldn’t let them in then drove off. Eazy, Wish, Layzie, and Flesh ended up running the other way towards a parking garage. They ran up LaCienega that night.
never has anyone followed the “if you can’t beat ‘em, eat ‘em” philosophy more closely than Rey because if he can’t beat them in his humanoid form, then that means they’re strong. They probably have strong abilities or talents and he wants those for himself.