Summary: The reader has a massive crush on the Winter Soldier but he has eyes for a red headed.
Warnings: ANGST. CUSSING.
Author’s Note: Thank you all for the love! I just hope y’all will like it.
It’s been 6 months since Barnes and Romanoff announced their engagement to the team but it’s been 7 months since they told you privately. It’s been 7 months since you lived in the Avengers tower. It’s been 7 months and you haven’t been the same Y/N everyone knows all to well. You moved out from the tower the day they told you about their stupid fucking engagement and you weren’t the only one who thought it was stupid. The whole team knew your love for the soldier and they congratulated them but they couldn’t help the look of disappointment that was painted on each and every one of their faces.
You were cleaning your kitchen as Kodaline played in the background. You felt the sting on fresh tears seeping their way threw your waterline. You continued to clean while the tears raced down the sides of your face.
Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I’m just scared of never feelin’ it again I know its crazy to believe in silly things It’s not that easy I remember it now it takes me back to when it all first started But I only got myself to blame for it and I accept it now It’s time to let it all go, go out and start again It’s not that easy But I’ve got high hopes It takes me back to when we started
“Hi I’m Y/N, I’ll be your new partner.” You were too excited to be teamed up with Bucky Barnes that you were literally jumping up and down with excitement. Bucky chuckled at your child-like personality and flashed you a winning smile as he turned around to face you fully.
“Hi I’m Bucky, it’s nice to me you.” He had a faint pink tint on his cheeks while your whole face looked like a damn tomato. You looked anywhere but him and mumbled a ‘you too.’
That was the first time you met Bucky Barnes.
High hopes When you let it go go out and start again High hopes When it all comes to an end But the world keeps spinning around And in my dreams I meet the ghosts of all the people who’ve come and gone Memories they seem to show up so quick but they leave you far too soon Naive I was just staring at the barrel of a gun I do believe it But I’ve got high hopes It takes me back to when we started
”Y/N! WATCH OUT!” You felt something percolate down your right side and then you felt the rush of the pain at once. You crumpled into the dirt landing on your side and you saw feet treading towards your line of vision. They stopped abruptly in front of your face and you looked at the mysterious man with the heavy footsteps. You didn’t see his face but you did see the barrel of a gun pointed directly in between your eyes. You didn’t cry or beg, you braced for it.
“NO!” Bucky tackled the man a little too harshly due to the pain of the tackle the pain shot your shoulder. With a quick snap of the neck, the enemy was laying lifeless in the dirt. You applied pressure to the wound on your shoulder and your side.
“You’re so stupid Y/N! You could have gotten everyone killed!” You kept your mouth shut the rest of the ride back to the tower.
That was the first time Bucky made you feel worthless.
High hopes When you let it go go out and start again High hopes When it all comes to an end But the world keeps spinning around But I’ve got high hopes It takes me back to when we started High hopes When you let it go go out and start again High hopes When it all comes to an end But the world keeps spinning around [x2]Yeah this world keeps spinning How this world keeps spinning around
You just received the worst news of your life and you are running away from it. Bucky is getting married to someone who was suppose to be your friend.
“I’m leaving.” You appeared in the lounge area with your luggage in tow and your eyes hallow. The team paused the movie they were watching for movie night. You decided to tell them together rather than rumors spread or someone be missed. Even Barnes and Romanoff were there.
“Why?” You scoffed at Steve’s acting and threw him a raised eyebrow to which he returned with a sad shrug accompanied by a tearful smile.
“I’ll visit.” You smiled to the team as they one by one came and hugged you along with a couple of ‘please don’t go’ and ‘I’ll go with you.” You chuckled at Wanda’s stubbornness to not take no for an answer that she was moving with you. She eventually backed down with some of Visions logical reasoning. The team carried your belongs to the truck as the engaged couple came to talk to you.
“Y/N.. what happened to you?” Natasha’s comment triggered something in you and you began to sob.
“Yo-you want to kn-know what happened to m-me? YOU HAPPENED TO ME, BOTH OF YOU!” Your crying began to make your body shake with pain and grief. “You were suppose to be my friend Natasha. I really do hope it’s worth it. I really do hope that you both will fall in love with each other at some point because otherwise the years that I will have to endure without you Bucky, will be wasted.” You sniffled as you finally felt some weight being lifted off your shoulders. You didn’t get a response as you began to walk to the elevators. You looked over your shoulder to find a tear slowly falling down his face and Natasha looking disheveled.
You blinked a few times as you remembered the memories that will scar you for a lifetime. Wiping the tears from your face, you made your way to the living room. You dropped your body onto the couch and reached for your laptop, thinking Tumblr would help your mood. You just logged in when your phone began to ring and at the sound you groaned rather loudly. When Steve’s name came on the screen you pressed accept.
“Y/N! It’s Bucky, he’s been shot.. he might no-”
“I”M ON MY WAY!!” You were already in your truck when you hear Steve’s panic voice and you sped in the direction of the tower. Not giving Steve a chance to decline you hung up on the Captain. Your eyes began to leak huge tears as you thought about never being able to even hear his voice or see his smile.
You made it to the tower in less than five minutes and parked your car in the garage then rushed your way to the medical bay. When you got to the medical bay you saw Bucky standing there looking confused and stunned. Your eyebrows furrowed and you walked in further as you examined his stature. Your hair and eyes slowly became a fiery red as you figured Steve lied to you about Bucky’s life being in danger.
“He did it to get us to talk.” Bucky noticed your rage and began to think it was best to calm you down before you get a hold of Steve. You had your back turned to the soldier as you tried to calm down for Bucky’s sake and began to slowly turn around and look at him, really look at him.
“You look like shit.” Your words ran true and you didn’t hold back either. He looked like he just got back from hell. He’s skin is pale and transparent almost, his once blue eyes are now grey and dead, his hair is greasy and messy, his lips were chapped probably from dehydration, his shoulders are slumped and he looks like he hasn’t slept in months. You wrinkled your nose at the man as you thought how sick he must feel.
At your comment and first words of choice, Bucky threw his head back and clamped a hand over his stomach due to his belching laugh. Your eyes twinkled a little at his smile and the response he gave you. Subconsciously you took a couple steps forward, you wanted to be around him.
“You too.” You scoffed at his shortness but you laughed through your nose as you found he was right. You turned to look at your reflection on one of the glass windows. Your hair looked like it suffered a hurricane disaster, your eyes were slumped, your skin was paler than usual, your body was slumped over as though gravity was failing and your eyes were red and swollen. You cringed at your appearance in the reflection and tried to fix your hair.
You sighed and began to walk towards a chair near Bruce’s desk. Bucky studied your every move and you began to grow nervous under his intense stare. You thought about talking but what would you say? So you decided to snoop through Bruce’s desk and you came a across a rubber band ball. You snickered and threw the ball at a wall to your right and watched it bounce off and land in your hands.
“We should talk Y/N.” You didn’t look his way as he spoke in a gentle manner.
“Talk then.” You began to grow engrossed with the ball and you were about to catch it when a metal hand beat you to it. You rolled your eyes as you stood up and walked towards a table to sit upon. You pushed yourself on the table and looked at Bucky in a waiting stare.
“The team misses you..Y/N please move back in.” You rolled your eyes and stared in a different direction than the handsome man in front of you.
“No.” Your voice was blunt and held nothing but emptiness. You glanced his way and saw the irritation in his eyes. He obviously didn’t want to do this but you guess Steve made him do it. You rolled your eyes as irritation began to cloud your calm state. You didn’t want to be here unless it was an emergency. This wasn’t an emergency.
“And why not?” Bucky was getting annoyed with your stubbornness. You whipped your head in his direction in a millisecond. You glared your stone cold eyes at the foolish man before you.
“Are you seriously asking me that question?” At this point your anger disappeared and was replaced with hurt. Your voice was laced with desolation as you spoke.
“COME ON Y/N! GET OVER IT, I CHOSE HER! YOU LOST!” Bucky threw his arms in the air and he almost looked pained to say those words.
“I DIDN’T LOSE BECAUSE YOU NEVER GAVE ME A CHANCE! HOW CAN I LOSE WHEN I WASN’T GIVEN A CHANCE TO COMPETE?!” You had tears dashing down your face and you had abandon your place on the table and now stood before Bucky. You were only two feet away from him as you screamed at his blindness. Bucky seemed at a loss for words so you continued your rant.
“How can you say you don’t love me when you don’t know the first thing about me? How can you tell me to get over you? I love you Bucky. Do you know what that means? It means I’m going to pretend to love your music even when I want to blow my brains out when I hear Frank Sinatra playing. It means I’m going to always look for your favorite ice cream at the store and if they don’t have it, I’ll find it somewhere in this crowed city because the look on your face when you see it brightens my day. It means I’ll let you think that you killed more bad guys than me on missions because you look so happy when you win. It means I’m going to take all the mean comments and hateful looks because at least you are talking and looking at me. It means I’m going to let you have the last piece of dessert even if it’s my favorite. It means I will hunt down those bastards that did this to you because when I hear you scream at night, the only way I can go back to bed is to go to a HYDRA base and light them on fire. It means that I could listen to you all day about anything and everything. It means that I want you to be happy everyday even if it’s not me and it’s not. It means I will love you forever.” Your voice was gentle and compassionate as you spoke some of the things you love about Bucky. You held eye contact the entire time you confessed your tender feelings.
Bucky’s lips parted at your confession and gulped a large bubble of air as he took everything you said in. You sighed as you walked to the entrance and leaned on the door. You didn’t want to be here anymore.
“Steve I will light you on fire if you do not let me go.” Your voice was calm and neutral and that means you were serious about lighting Steve on fire. The door opened with a ‘sorry’ echoing out of the speakers that were installed around the tower. You glanced back at Bucky and began to walk out of the place you use to call home.
Y/N glanced my way before she finally left the tower. I stood there completely shocked and confused at her confession. I was deep in thought when Steve and Natasha entered the room. Natasha placed a hand on my shoulder that pulled me out of my thoughts and back into reality. Steve stood before me with a sorrow look on his face. He missed Y/N and so did the whole team. Well maybe not Natasha. Wait.
“Nat did you know Y/N is in love with me?” I took a step away from her touch and her presence.
“Well I mean, yeah.” She chuckled and tried to take hold of my hand but I pulled it back before her skin came into contact with me.
“What?” Steve and I said in unison. I was flabbergasted at her confession. Y/N was her friend.
“Why didn’t you tell me!?” She looked bewildered by my harsh tone towards her.
“I wanted you to myself. Plus we are perfect together.” She spoke in a duh manner that made me give her a ‘what the fuck’ look.
“We are done.” At my words, she began to become fearful. Her face wore a frightened mask and she began to cry fake tears in hopes I would take her back.
Steve stood beside me the whole time and didn’t say a word as the scene unfolded. He padded me on the back as Natasha finally left with a huff, seeing she wasn’t getting her way.
“What now?” Steve stood in front of me as he asked about the game plan now.
“I need time to figure things out.” My voice was small at how foolish I felt but luckily Steve just patted my shoulder and left with a spring in his step.
I sighed as my feet carried me to my room to figure out what the fuck I’m going to do now. I rubbed my face as I thought about Y/N’s confession to me. I began to get a thought.
“F.R.I.D.A.Y. would you show me all the footage of Y/N we have?” I sat on my couch in my living space that Stark had arranged for all of us.
“Yes Mr. Barnes.” I hummed as my TV came on and the first thing I see is Y/N.
I sat back on the couch and made myself comfortable because this was going to take a very long time.
Nem is tudom, hogy mi lenne a helyes. Beszélni vagy csendben maradni, leülni, állni vagy távozni, enni vagy inni, boldognak vagy szomorúnak lenni, vagy bármi mást csinálni. Mindig azt kell előtérbe helyeznem, ami súlyban vagy összegben mérhető, máskülönben maró gúnnyal viszonyulnak hozzám, s csúful bánnak velem,oly módokon, melyeket inkább nem is neveznék nevükön. Olyankor mindig azt gondolom, a pokolban vagyok.
Warnings- Smut in future parts, maybe? Violence. Abuse.
Number of words - 2044
I fucked up
I shouldnt have done this. I shouldnt have done this.
crap, crap, crap!!!!
I’m dead. they will kill me and kill everyone here because of me.
I’m so stupid! thats why dad never lets me do anything.
thats why daryl never noticed me
oh crap, Daryl!
I looked at him from the corner of my eyes.
his eyes were wide. everyone’s eyes was wide.
i had 200 guns pointed at me.
I’m going to get everyone killed.
I should have listened to Gabriel and stayed home.
“Let them go!” I said, trying to hold my grounds. trying to appear strong. keyword- trying!
“Wellll, Helloo there!” Negan said in a singsong voice
“Do you think you are cute? I will blow your brains out!” I said my voice raising. I pressed my gun harder into his head “Now!” I screeched and he raised his hands up in surrender.
“This, is sooo, not cool!” Negan said greeting his teeth.
“I said. LET. THEM. GO!” I said each word dangerously low.
“I say, how about you drop the gun, before someone gets hurt sweetheart?”
“If your men, take another step, from there place, I will seriously blow you all up!” I said, my voice fluttering in the end.
“You will regret this!” Negan said angrily.
“Y/n, drop the gun!” Carl said, his voice wavering with fear
“Y/n, get out of here” Michonne said
“Y/n, please.” Daryl said and thats when I half turned to take a good look at him. he was bleeding, oh god
“Y/N!” Dad’s voice yelled.
Before I could react, Negan had turned, and flipped the gun out of my grasp.
Everything happened fast.
The yelling, the kick I received in my abdomen, my hands being twisted behind my back and my hair getting yanked upwards and my face getting shoved in the ground.
“What do we have here!” Negan said as he squatted next to me looking at me.
Someone yanked my head up and now I came face to face with Negan
wow. if this wasn’t the time, i would totally tap that! but he was a maniac. who had my family on their knees and the only thing I’m going to tap, is my knife through his face.
“You are a kid!” Negan said amused
“Depends on your defenation of kid, asshole!” I spat
“Well, i give you A for the effort, sweetheart! but what you did here wasn’t cool, oh so not cool and I cant just stand for it. oh i certainly would not!”
“Just let us go, and we wont kill you!” i hissed at him, and the fucker holding my hair yanked it down and up again. i shut my mouth, trying to not hiss in pain
“Y/n, shut up!” Rick hissed and i rolled my eyes
“I dont think you realise who has the upper hand here, sweetheart.” Negan smirked
“Well how about you tell your minions to let me go and give me back my gun and we will see about that, asshole!” I snapped at him
“Y/n!” Daryl warned
Whats wrong with everyone, why is no one fighting. is this our end?
“I like your spirt!” Negan chuckled “Get her in line, with the rest!” Negan said and in a second i was yanked up and thrown in line next to Dayl
“What the hell were you thinking?” Daryl hissed at me, as he gave me a deadly glare
“You’re welcome!” i snapped back
“So what was I saying before I got interrupted?” Negan asked
“Picking who gets the honor.” A guy, with his hair combed back spoke
“Right!” Negan chuckled “I gotta say, this shit is hard!” he said as he started walking
Oh no. he was going to Carl, not Carl, dont you dare.
“You got one of our guns!” he told him as he kneeled in front of him “Lighten up, at least cry a little” he chuckled
“Leave him alone!” I said annoyed and some one hit my back with a gun
i fell on my face, fuck this was embarssing.
i looked up and it was the half burnt face dude, what was his name again? Elite? Blite? Dwight?
“Sweetheart, next time you cut me off, I’m going to do something you wont like!” Negan glared at me and i scoffed
“Next time you call me sweetheart, I’m going to do something you wont like. you know what, coming to think about it, I’m going to do something you dont like just to piss you off” I glared back at him and he smirked
what the hell?
why is this bastard smirking? I’m bloody serious!
he ignored me and went to Maggie
oh no, not Maggie
i turned to Glen, he was freaking out!
shit, shit shit
i showed have kept my mouth shut
if he hurts her because of me? oh god no
“You look like shit! let’s just keep you out of your misery right now!” he said as he raised his bat, swinging it. I closed my eyes shut, tight. I cant see this
“NO, GOD, NO!” Glen’s voice made me snap my eyes open
he has crossed to Maggie, lying in front of her. Dwight the fucking asshole was standing above him, with Daryl’s crossbow.
I’m going to get that crossbow back, and i will burn Dwight and Negan together at the stake, like they do to witches
Negan rubbed his jaw, his face turning serious “Nope, no! get him back in line!” he said annoyed, Dwight dragged Glen back, glen was whimpering.
“No, please no..” Glen sobbed
“Listen” Negan said “Dont anyyyy of ya, do that again!” he said as he swung the bat in front of everyone “I will shut that shit down! no exceptions! first ones free, its an emotional moment” he said “I get it!” he said cheerfully, flashing Glen, a hundred dollar smile.
what a fucking maniac!
Rick was sweating, his eyes tearing up. Maggie was swallowing her pain. Glen was sobbing. Eugene was terrified. Daryl was bleeding. Rosita didnt seem to register what was going on
And just now, it hit me. this might be our end.
i could be cocky and try to get his attention to keep him away from everyone else, as much as i wanted. but it wouldnt make a diffrence. we all were dead
he walked to Carl, oh no, please not again. kill me first before you touch anyone, please.
“He is your kid? right?” he said pointing at Carl. looking at Rick thoughtfully and then looking at Carl again, before turning to me “She is yours too!” he snickered. crap! “They are defiantly your kids!”
“So stop this!” Rick yelled
“Hey!” Negan yelled equally loud.
“Dont let me kill the little future serial killer, dont let it be easy on me!” Negan said pointing at Carl before turning to me and winking
what just happened
“I gotta pick somebody! everyone is waiting for me at the table waiting for me to order!” he said as he started walking and whistling
how is he even this calm
“I got an idea!” he jumped excited. like he lost something and suddenly found it.
I’m going to kill this son of a bitch.
“Enie, Menie, Minii, Mo” he sang
WHAT THE FUCK
IS HE SERIOUS
Everything happened so fast, Negan choosing his victim, my hands shaking, my body stiffening, i wanted it to be me. i tried to speak, tried to volunteer, but I couldn’t find my voice, just Daryl’s hand holding mine tightly
“Anyone moves, anyone says anything, cut the boy’s other eye out and feed it to his father!” he smiled. he is sick. disguesting. I dispise him “And then we’ll start! you can breath, you can blink, you can cry. hell you all will be doing that!”
he said as he smashed the bat in Abraham’s head
I couldn’t turn, i couldn’t shut my eyes. I saw everything happen in front of me.
Abraham stood his grounds, not like he just got hit by a bat, through his brain.
Abraham is like my big brother, he thought me how to fix cars. he shared with me his secretes, his conflict emotions, his love for Sasha and the guilt he felt for leaving Rosita. Abraham is my big brother.
Everything started so fast, but Negan smashing Abraham’s skull went so slow, i saw it in slow motion, as if the universe was laughing at me, taunting me. I couldn’t breath. i tried to move but Daryl gripped my hand tight.
Michonne was the only person between me and Abraham, Michonne was the only barrier between us. Michonne do something. someone do somthing.
Sasha was whimpering, Rick was shivering. Rosita was crying.
Abraham was smiling softly.
he accepted this
i didnt accept this
“Oh look at that!” Negan’s voice echoed. Rick turned his face “Taking it like a champ!” he whistled. no…
“Suck… my… nuts!” Abraham’s chocked words came out
Negan swung again, and again, and again, and again.
“Did you hear that!” Negan laughed “He said suck my nuts!” he repeated as he started hitting a dead corpse.
Abraham was my big brother.
Rick tried to get up, but his legs seemed to fail him
Maggie was shivering.
Eugene was crying big fat tears.
“Guys! look at my dirty, gurl!” Negan smirked
He walked towards Rosita, and i felt Daryl stiffen next to me.
he pointed the bat towards Rosita “Look at this!! he smiled “Damn! were you two together? that sucks! but if you were, you should know there was a reason for all this, he just took six or seven for the team!” he yelled the last part and I could feel Daryl shift next to me, letting my hand go.
oh Daryl, I wont let you.
“Take a damn look!” he said “TAKE A DAMN LOOK!” he yelled making Rosita flinch.
Before Daryl could move, i shoved him back, and jumped on Negan, swinging my fist at his face.
if someone else was going to die today, it wont be you, Daryl. i wont let it ever be you.
I reached for my leg knife as i pulled it out as fast as i could, trying to stab Negan, but he pushed me off of him as easy as you shoved a book.
Two men shoved me to the ground, one of them stood on my hand, crushing it under his weight, making me let go of my knife. I’m ready to die, just leave Daryl alone.
“NO!” Negan yelled as he shoved the bat right in front of my face “Oh, no!” I could hear Daryl curse, I could see Rick’s tears fall, I could see Carl fall back scared, I smiled at him. its okay little brother. take care of Judith.
I sent my silent prayer to anyone who is listening
Negan walked away from me laughing
“Oh my! That!” he said smiling at me “That” he repeated as he squatted next to me, just like he did before as his men shoved my face in the dirt "Is a no, no! The whole thing, not one bit of that shit flies here!“ one of his men moved away and Dwight approched me with Daryl’s crossbow, pointing it at me
"Do you want me to do it? right here?” he asked Negan.
“I’m going to kill you, and take that back!” I spat at him and he pointed it towards me head, Negan chuckled.
He took my hair in his rough big hands as he yanked it, not so hardly up. studying my face he looked back at Dwight
“No” he smiled, and i could see that this bastard has dimples
cause god went like, ‘Sure why not make a crazy phsyco manic, hot. wait lets give him dimples for extra measures, so that if his gun runs out of bullet he can kill with his bloody looks’ yeah thanks god!
“You dont kill that! not until you try a little” he said, what? he wont kill me? why?
His fucking men dragged me back in line, tossed me like i weight nothing.
i will have to eat more
“Anyway, thats not how it works, now i have already told you people first one is free! and when i said i will shut that shit down! no exception!” he said as he walked towards us, shooting me a gloating smile “Now i dont know what kind of lying assholes you have been dealing with but first impressions are important” he said as he stared at me for a couple of seconds before he turned his gaze away “I need you to know me” he smiled as he raised his bat in front of him, smiling evilly “So, back to it!” he said as he swung his bat.
he hit Glen
My eyes were open, wide
“Maggie….” Glen chocked
Negan made a remark but i didnt listen. I did this. i killed Glen
Harry Styles and I don't know what Prince eats for breakfast. That mystery ... it's just what I like.
Harry’s comment on the mystery of Prince:
“With an artist like Prince,” he says, “all you wanted to do was know more. And that mystery – it’s why those people are so magical! Like, fuck, I don’t know what Prince eats for breakfast. That mystery … it’s just what I like.”
I believe Harry was giving the interview he was able to give under contract but left a lot of clues. In this paragraph he says we don’t know what Prince ate for breakfast.
Well, we do:
Grits and gravy, cheese eggs and jam
This here early morning, need something else on my plate I think I want another bite of you
Hotcakes smothered in honey (Wait a minute) I’m gon’ have to pass Fresh cup of coffee, no, no I’d rather have you in my glass
Oh yes, Harry Styles, being the shady RBB he is, was referencing a whole song about sex with your partner in the morning and breakfast can wait. Similar to:
Taste on my tongue I don’t want to wash away the night before And the heat where you laid I could stay right here and burn in this all dayWaking up Beside you I’m my loaded gun I can’t contain this anymore I’m all yours I’ve got no control No control Powerless And I don’t care it’s obvious I just can’t get enough of you The pedal’s down, my eyes are closed No control
So here is Prince’s song about morning sex:
Breakfast Can Wait
Hey baby, where you going? No please don’t rush off so soon If you leave me like this What I’m gonna do
Finally my eyes are open I dream about you all night long The only thing that I’ve been hoping for Is before you to go to work babe, we get it on I ain’t tryin’ to make you blush But I just wanted to tell ya, I think you’re great I know you’re late, but I need another taste Breakfast can wait!
Grits and gravy, cheese eggs and jam Can’t nobody cook it like you girl No ma’am! This here early morning, need something else on my plate I think I want another bite of you Breakfast can wait!
Breakfast can wait You really put it on me You shut it down last night I thought the police was gonna come Loud, yeah, quite I ain’t tryin’ to make you blush I just think you’re great Ain’t no need to rush Breakfast can wait
Finally my eyes are open I dream about you all night long The only thing that I’ve been hoping for Is before you to go to work babe, we get it on I ain’t tryin’ to make you blush But I just wanted to tell ya, I think you’re great I know you’re late, but I need another taste Breakfast can wait!
Hotcakes smothered in honey (Wait a minute) I’m gon’ have to pass Fresh cup of coffee, no, no I’d rather have you in my glass Only thing’s that gonna sweeten my tongue Only thing that’s gonna last now Is another bite of you babe Breakfast can wait
Finally my eyes are open I dream about you all night long The only thing that I’ve been hoping for Is before you to go to work babe, we get it on I ain’t tryin’ to make you blush But I just wanted to tell ya, I think you’re great I know you’re late, but I need another taste Breakfast can wait! Breakfast can wait!
Can’t stop even if the ṗolice come Breakfast can wait! I got a double time, kick drum Breakfast, breakfast You can’t leave a black man in this state Breakfast can wait! Oh no Breakfast, breakfast can wait!
Come here baby, let me put you on my plate Hey now Breakfast can wait! Better call your job yeah Breakfast can wait! Tell ‘em you gon’ be late Breakfast can wait! Yeah, yeah, yeah Prince is in charge now Nice one Breakfast can wait! Breakfast can wait! Breakfast can wait! You’re the only thing I need Breakfast can wait! Sweetness in my tongue Breakfast can wait! Come here baby, let me show you where I’m from Breakfast can wait! Yeah Breakfast can wait! Oh, you know you might need to pray for me You might need to come again Breakfast can wait! Oh yeah-yeah
And THAT is how Harry Styles told us what HE has for breakfast and if you are willing to LISTEN and LOOK, Harry Styles is telling us
He has a fucking good sex life with Louis Tomlinson and he wants the world to know.
I hope you got a safety net ‘Cause I’m gonna push you over the edge The strangest thing, deliberate Done with intent, without repent
I hope you got some common sense Turn around and walk away The strangest thing, deliberate Done with intent, without repent
I love the pain, I love the game Come into my arms, come into my arms You say that I’m DELIRIOUS But I’m not the one holding the gun I told you not to come My victim number one
You won’t let go, you won’t give in Till every part of you is suffering It’s the strangest thing, deliberate Done with intent, without repent
I love the pain, I love the game Come into my arms, come into my arms You say that I’m DELIRIOUS But I’m not the one holding the gun
(x2) I told you not to come My victim number one I told you not to come My victim number one
I hope you got a safety net 'Cause I’m gonna push you over the edge It’s the strangest thing, deliberate Done with intent, without repent
I love the pain, I love the game Come into my arms, come into my arms You say that I’m DELIRIOUS Oh, you’ll just have to learn the hard way I love the pain, I love the game Come into my arms, come into my arms You say that I’m DELIRIOUS But I’m not the one holding the gun
I Sing the Body Electric; Especially When My Power Is Out
by Andrea Gibson
This is my body I have weather veins They’re especially sensitive to dust storms and hurricanes When I’m nervous my teeth chatter like a wheelbarrow collecting rain I am rusty when I talk- it is the storm in me
The doctor said some day I might not be able to walk It’s in my blood like the iron My mother is as tough as nails, she held herself together The day she could no longer hold my niece she said “Our kneecaps are our prayer beds Everyone can walk farther on their kneecaps than they can on their feet”
This is my heartbeat Like yours, it is a hatchet It can build a house, or tear one down My mouth is a fire escape The words coming out don’t care that they are naked There is something burning in here When it burns, I hold my own shell to my ear Listen for the parade when I was seven The man who played the bagpipes wore a skirt He was from Scotland- I wanted to move there Wanted my spine to be the spine of an unpublished book My fate, the first and last page
The day my ribcage became monkey bars For a girl hanging on my every word They said “you are not allowed to love her” Tried to take me by the throat And teach me I was not a boy I had to unlearn their prison speak Refuse to make wishes on the star on the sheriff’s chest I started wishes on the stars in the sky instead
I said to the the sun “Tell me about the big bang” The sun said “it hurts to become”
I carry that hurt on the tip of my tongue And whisper bless your heart every chance I get So my family tree can be sure I have not left You do not have to leave to arrive I am learning this slowly
So sometimes when I look in the mirror My eyes look like the holes in the shoe of the shoe shine man My hands are busy on the wrong things Some days, I call my arms wings While my head is in the clouds
It will take me a few more years to learn Flying is not pushing away the ground Safety is not always safe You can find one on every gun I am aiming to do better
This is my body My exhaustion pipe will never pass inspection And still my lungs know how to breathe Like a burning map Everytime I get lost behind the curtain of her hair You can find me by the window Following my past to a trail of blood In the snow
The night I opened my veins The doctor who stitched me up asked me if I did it for attention For the record, if you have ever done anything for attention, This poem is attention Title it with your name It will scour the city bridge every night You stand kicking at your shadow Staring at the river It does not want to find your body Doing anything but loving what it loves So love what you love
Say this is my body It is no ones but mine This is my nervous system My wanting blood My half tamed addictions My tongue, tied up like a ball of Christmas lights If you put a star on the top of my tree, Make sure it’s a star that fell Make sure it hit bottom like a tambourine Cause all these words are stories
For the staircase to the top of my lungs Where I sing what hurts And the echo comes back Bless your heart Bless your body Bless your holy kneecaps They are so smart You are so full of rain There is so much growing Hallelujah to your weather veins Hallelujah to the ache To the pull To the fall To the pain Hallelujah To the grace And the body and every cell of us all
Characters: Dean Winchester, Mentions of Sam Winchester
Summary: Dean finally accepts his fate.
Word Count: 1593 (including lyrics)
Warnings: Angst, Acceptance
Author’s Note: Hey my beauties, this is my entry for @mamaredd123‘s and @atc74‘s fabulous 300 challenge. I had the prompts: character writing in journal, acceptance, Jon Bon Jovi’s “Blaze of Glory”. I really hope you guy see like it. Please let me know what you think! Also, huge thanks to Ree, for reading this for me!!!
The rain pounded against the windshield and I smiled to myself. The irony of it all, right? The moment you realize what your destiny is, everything else in the world starts to fall into place.
It scared me, ya know? I ain’t gonna lie. The whole frickin’ thing is scary. You lived your whole life, thinking that there was some light at the end of this ugly ass tunnel, but in reality, like Sammy said, it was nothing but hellfire.
Minsan, ang aking saysay at pamamalagi
Ay tulad ng pakiramdam tuwing ako'y naaalimpungatan
Nasa gitna ng paghimlay at panaginip
Naglalaban ang diwang mulat at antok na mapilit
Bukas ang isip sa katotohanang kayang makaramdam
Pero may bahaging gustong mamalagi sa pag-idlip
Hindi sigurado, nalilito, wala sa wisyo
Kakawala ba ako sa malalim na paglalakbay ng aking guni-guni?
Babangon ba ako kahit hindi pa tamang oras ng paggising?
Nasa gitna ng pagpili–
Hindi lubusang nakadilat
Ngunit hindi rin taimtim ang pagpikit
Bigla na lang akong napatigil sa paghilik
Kahit hindi ko rin naman hiniling
Kahit may nananaig na hinaing
Walang pasintabi akong dinala ng aking hinagap
Sa puntong kailangan ko nang magising
Author’s Note: Shit is about to get INTENSE! :D Thank you for the feedback and love. I enjoyed writing this story so much because the more intense, absurd, and dramatic, the better. At least I think so. So, have fun and let me know what you think.
Warnings: It’s intense, let’s just put it that way. If I say too much, it’ll give it away.
I couldn’t remember the last time my dreams weren’t filled with excruciating pain. I was lingering on the edge of consciousness, brought to with more pain. A glaring light burned my eyes and a hand slapped not so tenderly at my cheek.