i like to pretend that this movie was about them

1
So, it’s morning. Or maybe afternoon.
There’s light pouring through the window
and it’s got you looking the kind of
haloed and soft you only see in movies.
I’m only half awake but I’m already
writing poetry about your eyelashes,
can you believe that?
 
2
In the mirror, I pretend to watch myself
watching myself brushing my teeth.
Instead, I watch you run your hands
through your hair: again and again and again
and again. More than once, I’ve seen the way
you try to rearrange your body into negative space.
Like one of those optical illusions—
the vase with the two faces.
You forgot you could be both of them. You forgot
that when you lean too close to a work of art
the whole picture blurs and disappears.
 
3
A new painting: one with no negative space.
You as steady hands and solid ground. You
with a ukulele and a dog. Coffee and cayenne.
Cheap wine and expensive whiskey.
All that blue in your closet. You
as the perfect first date and
something soft to come home to.
Bad jokes and good intentions and all that—
light.
 
4
Yes, light. Listen,
so, it’s late. Or the time of night
some people call morning.
It’s dark in the car, but you laugh—
I mean, really laugh. The kind that
catches you by surprise and crinkles up
the corners of your eyes—and it’s like
a camera flash in a windowless room.
It’s the best thing I’ve seen, all day.
 
5
Every morning, the sun has to relearn
how to outshine you. Sometimes
even she is not bright enough.
—  INVENTING NEW WAYS TO CALL YOU BEAUTIFUL by Ashe Vernon

why your fav isak valtersen is problematic 

  • pretends he’s a fuckboi but:
    •  watches a sappy romance movie and cries about it 
    • is literally the s o f t e s t person. have you seen his face when he’s looking at even? amazing 
  • stalks his crush on the internet before he even speaks to him??? how did he even find Even i can’t remember but that takes Dedication
  • judges people for liking pop songs but likes all of them (literally asked jonas to play “i’m yours” and sang his heart out to it. isak why are you lying
  • plays phone games on full blast volume in bathroom stalls to get away from social events 
  • has no Chill 
  • questions whether he should send an emoji on a text or not
  • too cute too pure 

I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favorite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.

anonymous asked:

Disney Shows/ Movies sakamaki STILL watches!? I know you watch them, don't pretend ;)

♥Shu: I never watched too much tv… But when I was a child, I liked Sleeping Beauty. I don’t care about it now, since I never sit on the couch to watch movies…

♥Reiji: Sorry to disappoint, but I’ve been always a very busy person. I’m not interested in children movies… Actually, I–

♥Shu: He likes Beauty and the Beast.

♥Reiji: Hah?! Why… You…

♥Ayato: The Lion King is great! I watch it whenever I can! That movie never gets boring, heh.

♥Kanato: Alice in Wonderland is nice… We enjoy it very much. Right, Teddy?

♥Laito: Hmmm~ I think I used to watch Snow White. Now now, come to think of it, it’s about a girl living with a lot of men… Just like Bitch-chan, nfu~ That’s really naughty, huh?

♥Subaru: Well, I like many of Tim Burton’s movies…Like Nightmare Before Christmas. They give this spooky feeling… It’s enjoyable.

[Remake] Exo Reactions To You Being Scared During A Horror Movie & Hugging On Them

This is a remake of /this/ reaction xo

/I do not own any gifs unless stated otherwise/

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Baekhyun: *pretends that he’s not shitting himself over being afraid too & trying to act all manly so that you’ll hold onto him tighter, liking the attention you’re giving him*

Chanyeol: *thinks about teasing you for being such a big scaredy cat, but sees how genuinely upset you are & just snuggles you instead, hugging you tight for comfort*

Chen: *laughing at the movie so much that he almost doesn’t notice how afraid you are, but then makes jokes to lighten the mood so that you’ll feel better*

D.O.: *immediately pauses the movie to make sure you’re okay, reassuring you that it’s all fake & offering to turn another movie on if it’s too much for you to handle*

Kai: *afraid too, but is hiding it by shoving snacks into his mouth & making silly comments about what’s happening in the movie so that it’ll distract you from being so afraid*

Kris: *doesn’t really find it scary until you’re clinging to him & he really starts to pay attention, then gets super paranoid & jumpy, almost making you more scared on accident*

Lay: *falls asleep halfway into the movie, but wakes up when you wrap yourself around his arm, sleepily pulling you closer to him before falling asleep again*

Luhan: *so caught up in the movie that he doesn’t even realize you’re basically lying in his lap shaking, only noticing when you leave the room & gets confused by it*

Sehun: *mocks you every time you jump or scream, having more fun watching you react to the movie than watching the movie itself, snorting to himself for being so funny*

Suho: *genuinely tries to show you that it’s not that bad by trying to watch the movie without flinching or reacting, but then ends up on the floor from cringing so hard*

Tao: *accidentally elbows you in the stomach when you grab his arm, then grabbing his chest & looking like he might burst into tears because you scared him so much*

Xiumin: *doesn’t hesitate to cuddle you, but doesn’t turn the movie off because he wants to see what happens, covering your eyes when something scary comes up*

More Reactions

“1
So, it’s morning. Or maybe afternoon.
There’s light pouring through the window
and it’s got you looking the kind of
haloed and soft you only see in movies.
I’m only half awake but I’m already
writing poetry about your eyelashes,
can you believe that?
2
In the mirror, I pretend to watch myself
watching myself brushing my teeth.
Instead, I watch you run your hands
through your hair: again and again and again
and again. More than once, I’ve seen the way
you try to rearrange your body into negative space.
Like one of those optical illusions—
the vase with the two faces.
You forgot you could be both of them. You forgot
that when you lean too close to a work of art
the whole picture blurs and disappears.
3
A new painting: one with no negative space.
You as steady hands and solid ground. You
with a ukulele and a dog. Coffee and cayenne.
Cheap wine and expensive whiskey.
All that blue in your closet. You
as the perfect first date and
something soft to come home to.
Bad jokes and good intentions and all that—
light.
4
Yes, light. Listen,
so, it’s late. Or the time of night
some people call morning.
It’s dark in the car, but you laugh—
I mean, really laugh. The kind that
catches you by surprise and crinkles up
the corners of your eyes—and it’s like
a camera flash in a windowless room.
It’s the best thing I’ve seen, all day.
5
Every morning, the sun has to relearn
how to outshine you. Sometimes
even she is not bright enough.”

— INVENTING NEW WAYS TO CALL YOU BEAUTIFUL by Ashe Vernon

I didn’t want to derail, but the whole white people in southern cooking taking credit for black culture reminds me of how easily we do that in Australia.

That whole outback cooking, bush tucker that we slap a white person’s face on and then make movies about it starring Paul Hogan.

Like, the invaders were from England and knew fuck all about the Australian bush. We were taught by Aboriginal people. Then we remove them from the romantic picture of the rugged, sunburnt country and pretend it’s our culture and pretend that they didn’t influence us.

mightymiez replied to your post “I love your take on the HP uniforms! What inspired you? Ive never seen…”

No Harry and Co always wore stuff under the robes, the only one who didn’t was Snape, since he’s a proper wizard and it was sommer. But your robes are just the best, I love it, the movies could learn so much from you with the boring English schooluniform. And let’s just pretend that they simply grew out of there Robes like Ron always did, so that’s why you see the ankles.

I was always sort of confused about this because from what it is described in the books, they do, indeed, pull their uniform over their casual clothes (that’s the reason I made them look shorter, I just love the idea of Harry sporting muggle jeans and trainers lmao), so I guess you are right, only True Proper Wizards™ wear their robes the way where there’s no additional clothing underneath

anonymous asked:

Why do you have to be drunk/high?

Because we chose to perform Frankenstein for our summative piece (meaning it makes up our final grade) and there are so many of us that we chose to make it expressionistic - for example, not realistic, playing multiple parts, multiple actors playing one part…

Our lecturer suggested performing the piece like we’re “high” and showed us a clip from a movie (I am blanking on the name at the moment, one with Samantha Morton) - he said to pretend that we’re on opium to add to the style of the piece.

Well my group have decided to literally do this instead of pretending. Two of them are American exchange students and keep going on about what drugs are best, the others are all for it, and I’m just…?

As it stands, they want to rehearse tomorrow night and get drunk/high so that we know the feeling but I just don’t feel comfortable with it. I just don’t believe in taking drugs like that to be honest, mostly because one of my godmothers was a drug addict (the other was an alcoholic - my godfather/uncle is pretty much the only sober one)

I want to do a good performance but at the same time I don’t want to take drugs or drink to do it. I don’t want to damage my body with drugs or anything.

(I don’t mind the odd drink but when acting and rehearsing I like to keep a clear head so I can think properly)

damthosefandoms  asked:

Okay but Damian watching The Specials (you know which ones) with the other kids how would that go like?? I'm positive Dick forces him to do it but he kinda looks like an actual kid for a sec while watching them at some time idk BUT I LIVE FOR THIS STUFF I don't care if it's March I love Christmas man

He pretends he despises them and complains about every flaw and incorrect detail, but about halfway through the first movie he doesn’t even realize he’s hooked. Something about the Christmassy feel and the odd sense of nostalgia is overwhelming, and soon he’s just as absorbed as his siblings are. They watch about six different classics in one night until they notice that Damian has fallen asleep with his head on Dick’s lap and his legs stretched out across Jason’s and Cass’ laps. He denies it all the next day, saying he was simply bored, but they did catch him humming Frosty The Snowman to himself several times, so they considered it a win. 

Send me ♣ + two characters and I’ll tell you

Who is the better wingman when they’re out together?:
Which of them is more likely to pretend to be in a relationship with the other to avoid something/someone?:
Who is more likely to fall asleep at the other one’s place?:
Which of them comes up with the more terrible of the bad ideas?:
Which of them remembers more details about the other (e.g. birthdays, favorite foods, how they take their coffee)?:
Who is more likely to bring home a stray?:
Who eats all of the popcorn when they go to the movies together?:

i feel like guan shan is the type of person who pretends to not get scared during horror movies when he actually does but despite that he still enjoys them immensely, while he tian is the type of person who doesn’t get the appeal of horror movies because they’re ridiculous and the characters acts like idiots most of the time

this of course until they watch a horror movie together and guan shan spends the entire time making jokes about the stupid things the characters do and clinging tightly to him during scary scene. he tian teases him to no end about it, but when they go to bed later that night, guan shan snuggles closer to him and he tian thinks that horror movies are not so bad after all

shillya-chan  asked:

33 for Juhaku, 38 and 11 for Pipirika x Mystoras :D and I know you don't really ship them but 14 screams for Sinseren and I'm curious XD

Thank you for the ask <3

JUHAKU:

33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt?

Both would wear matching t-shirts “I sin”. Because they sin. A lot.

PIPRIKA X MYSTORAS

11. Who likes horror movies/ Who likes romance movies?

Piprika adores horror movies and Mystoras pretends that also likes them. He ends up crying and holding Piprika’s shirt because he’s scared. Neither of them is fan of romantic films.

38. Who likes to star gaze?

Mystoras! He often daydreams about the future he wants to share with Piprika. When Piprika asks him what he’s thinking about he’s too embarrassed to say.

SINBAD X SERENDINE

14. Who kills the spiders?

For Serendine spiders are sacred (she’s the Spider Princess after all). Sinbad accidentally kills a spider and Seren is after him to kill him xD

Alright, I have four messages in my inbox right now,  that I would bet money are all from the same person, so instead of dignifying them with an answer, I’m going to say this.

I’m sorry that LGBT+ talking about the issues with the Lafou made you uncomfortable. I’m sorry that it “ruined” the experience for you, I’m sorry you feel like people are taking away your fun but you know what? Tough shit.

Because we don’t get to pretend it’s not a big deal. Listening to people laugh the jokes at your expense, watching a queer coded characters unrequited love for a hypermasculine douche cannon being pulled as a running gay, that kind of ruined the fun for many of us. It took away my sense of nostalgia. It took away from my enjoyment of the film. For the last two days, i have been reading the tags on my post and seeing people saying it ruined the movie for them. So like I’m sorry that us talking about that gives you the squick but I’m really not sorry. I am so fucking tired of seeing queer people being told to be quiet because we’re “ruining” the enjoyment of straight people. The teens reblogging that post saying things like “i was scared to say anything” or “oh my god i thought it was just me” are 1000X more important to me than your feels.

anonymous asked:

1, I've always been super curious lol

Okay! I literally just remembered like 30 minutes ago! The reason for my url is because Whenever my younger siblings and I pretend to be spies, we come up with fake names. But they have to be ridiculous since most spy names in movies and such are ridiculous. Well when we first played, it was a couple days after I went to my first comic con, I had bought some steampunk goggles there amd was using them as a part of my spy outfit. And I have always liked the last name McGee, it just makes me laugh. So when we were introducing ourselves I literally randomly spewed out, “the name’s McGee. Goggles McGee.” And I kind of forgot about it, but somehow that name was stuck in my head and then I just used it as the user name for my Ao3 account and then I wanted to make a Tumblr so people could see the fanart for my first fanfic, so to make it easier for people, I just used the same url!

Am I the only one on here who's bothered by all these depressing quotes and stuff?

Like I feel like it glorifies depression and suicide and also like it’s a way for teens to pretend they’re grungy and unique… I really hate it!

Even worse when people take quotes from tv shows and movies and take them completely out of context to make them depressing!

I don’t want to see a whole bunch of pictures talking about suicide, I want to be uplifted and happy. These grungy quotes only help to make people feel more depressed because they get so caught up in that kind of thinking. It’s just horrible.

  • What she says: I'm fine
  • What she means: You know what, no. I'm not fine. Twenty One Pilots should not have won that VMA. They are disproportionately popular than other bands nominated for a fan voted award. Half the video are scenes from Suicide Squad. Like, it is a good song but the award is about the VIDEO and adding in movie scenes should've made them unqualified. I'm tired of pretending I'm okay with All Time Low not winning because they were touring with their childhood heroes and they were able to make some fans really really happy. They did not get NEARLY enough recognition for their video. Their video was unique and meaningful and was for a song they wrote to support fans not a movie. All Time Low had one of the best videos of all time.
Strictly Ballroom: such a gorgeous film

“We’re telling a story. The rumba is the dance of love. Look at me like you’re in love.”

“You know what I said about the rumba and it being pretend? I think I made a mistake.”

“I don’t want you to be like them. You’re better than all of them.”

God I love this movie so much.

Looking for a Smile

(Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve x Reader-friends)

Warnings: none yet

A/N: Hahahaha lets just pretend like I didn’t take a  6 month hiatus unannounced… well, anyways, this is going to be a series that basically inserts you into the entire plot of all the Captain America movies! Hope you enjoy!


—–


1935 (senior year of high school)

Bucky looked around the classroom and frowned. Coming back to school after the winter holidays made most kids miserable, and James Barnes was no exception. The classroom was noisy with the pointless chatter of teens still energized from their Christmas vacations. With money being so tight, very few of his classmates were bragging about gifts, but most of them at least had family over or some other exciting celebration. Bucky, however, had the most boring break ever imagined, He didn’t even make plans with Steve, who spent the whole two weeks with his mother going to see some family friends upstate. It almost made Bucky glad to be back to school. Almost.

           Just as the bell rang and the students settled down to face the teacher, the door swung open revealing a lovely girl with (Y/H/C) hair and a flushed face- probably from the cold of a New York winter and having to run to class, Bucky thought. Ms. Meyers glanced up and said, “Ah, you must be (Y/N).” The girl nodded quickly and gave a shy smile. “Well I would have thought that you’d be on time for your first day. Why don’t you have a seat so we can get started?”

           The girl’s smile faded and she somehow turned even redder. Scanning the classroom quickly, she made her way to one of the few available desks. It just so happened that the desk she chose was the one in front of Bucky, which made him smirk just enough to get called on by Ms. Meyers. Called on for what? Bucky had no clue.

           The class turned to him and the new girl, (Y/N), turned all the way around to face his desk. Bucky gave the teacher a blank stare and was about to make up some sort of excuse when he heard (Y/N) whisper a very quiet “Forty-seven.”

           When Bucky repeated her answer to Ms. Meyers, the old lady pursed her lips and continued with whatever rant she was giving about pre-calculus- surely something ridiculously difficult for the first day back. The lesson continued with minimal interest or participation from the class until the bell rang and the teacher shouted, “Don’t forget your homework!” after her fleeing students.

           Crowds of friends catching up swept down the hallway and pushed Bucky farther and farther away from (Y/N), whom he was desperately trying to catch up to. Luckily, she stopped in front of a cluster of lockers just ahead. After she quickly scanned the metal plaques with numbers engraved on them, she reached out to enter the combination and open her locker.

           Bucky swiftly leaned up against her neighboring locker and smiled. “Hey, thanks for saving my ass in pre-calc. I don’t think we’ve actually met yet, though. My name’s James Barnes, but most people call me Bucky.”

           She grinned up at him and said, “No problem, Bucky. My name’s (Y/N). It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

           Just as Bucky was about to respond, he made out a boy’s voice that he’d recognize anywhere. Steve Rogers was Bucky’s best and closest friend, despite their drastic size difference.

           “Bucky! Hey Buck I missed you over the break!”

           Bucky chuckled and turned to (Y/N). “Hey, (Y/N) this is my friend-“

           “Steve!”

           Puzzled, Bucky pinched his eyebrows together while (Y/N) enveloped Steve in a huge hug. They chatted excitedly for a few seconds before Steve turned to his friend. “Hi, Buck! I guess you already met (Y/N). She’s one of the friends we visited over the break and she’s moving in with me and my ma!”

           Bucky smiled and nodded, quite surprised that someone with such a light personality and shy demeanor had moved to Brooklyn without her parents. The trio set off down the hall towards the rest of their classes and towards the start of a wonderful friendship.

—–

(1935- in a diner two months later)

“Aw, come on, Buck! There’s no way that’s true!”

           “Of course it’s true- I’d never lie to a lady.”

           “You’d probably lie to Steve, though.”

           “That’s… true.”

           “Hey!”

           The three teens became fast friends in the days after (Y/N)’s arrival. One hardly went anywhere without the other two tagging along on both sides. They frequented Steve’s favorite diner and soon had a table practically reserved for them every weekend.

           “Oh, gosh. Okay Mister Barnes, whatever you say. If you really impersonated a teacher to get into the banquet, then props to you. Hold on, guys, I’ll be right back I’m going to grab another water.”

           (Y/N) pushed her stool back and headed over towards the fountain with her empty cup. Quickly, Bucky leaned towards Steve and muttered, “Listen, you never told me why she’s moving in with you. Why didn’t her family come with her?”

           Steve glanced up at (Y/N) and shrugged nervously. “Well, it’s not the kind of thing you tell a lot of people, but I guess it’s good for you to know. Her parents both died fairly recently- a car crash I think. She was living with her uncle and cousins, but with money being so hard to come by in their family they couldn’t have so many mouths to feed. Ma’s always wanted another girl in the house, so she offered to have (Y/N) stay in our apartment.”

           Bucky looked up at (Y/N). She seemed so carefree and sweet- it was hard to believe that she’d been through all that.

           Returning to the table, (Y/N) smiled and said, “Well I know I left the table, but that’s no reason to get so quiet. You’ve got quite a story to tell, Barnes. I want to hear how your little teacher imitation worked out in the end.”

—–

(1943)

           The small diner where Steve, Bucky, and (Y/N) had made some of their fondest memories soon became a bore when (Y/N) was forced to pick up a job there after being laid off in the clinic she worked at. The boys took work up occasionally, but they had been left with a little money from their parents. Steve and (Y/N) continued to share an apartment, but it had seemed much too quiet without his mother there. Sarah Rogers died of Tuberculosis in 1937 after the clinic had a terrible outbreak. Those were the days when (Y/N) had already started her training to be a nurse, but there was still nothing that she could do.

           After much persuading and many desperate requests, (Y/N) and Steve finally got Bucky to move in with them. They all mourned the loss of Steve’s mother, but they pulled through together.

           Unfortunately, the loss of a mother was not the worst thing to happen to the trio. War had erupted throughout the globe and it was America’s turn to join. Steve was desperate to enlist. He tried again and again at different enlistment sites with no luck. (Y/N), however supportive she was, remained comforted by the fact that Steve wouldn’t be killed, as he surely would be if he ever got in. She still held a paralyzing fear in her heart that now Bucky might be the one who wouldn’t come home to them. The day he showed up at the door with his uniform and enlistment paperwork (Y/N) couldn’t look him in the eyes without tearing up.

           Steve knew why (Y/N) was so upset about Bucky leaving. He could see it in the way she looked at him. Not that he’d ever say anything without her permission, of course.

           The day before Bucky left for war, they decided to visit the Stark Expo- supposedly full of the biggest and best inventions America had to offer. Steve, of course, couldn’t believe that Howard Stark was spending his time with consumer gadgets when there was a war going on. Bucky was excited to spend his last day before war doing something exciting, and he intended to make the most of the night.

           “Anyways, I invited Bonnie and she said she has a date for you, Steve.”

           “Really, Buck? What’d you tell her?”

           “Only the good stuff.”

           “What about (Y/N)?”

           “I’m sure she’ll be fine. She can probably pick up a guy at the expo, right (Y/N)?”

           “Sure, Buck. It’s fine, Steve, let’s just get going.” (Y/N) mulled over her options on the way there. Bonnie was a complete ditz, but that’s how Bucky liked them. He’d get a girl, dance with her all evening, and sometimes spend the night with her. No muss, no fuss. As much as she would have loved to beat some sense into Bucky (and Bonnie), (Y/N) just couldn’t bring herself to say anything. She’d tolerated his choices for years now and she couldn’t ruin his night before leaving to fight in the war. He deserved a good memory to carry with him, even if it wasn’t with her.

           The expo was more crowded than any place the group had ever been. They met up with Bonnie and her friend, who hardly took any notice of Steve, and made their way towards the stage. The show was incredible, even Steve had to admit. Howard Stark was truly a genius. Just as the floating car sputtered to the ground, Steve darted away towards yet another enlistment site. Before he could enter, however, (Y/N) grabbed his sleeve harshly.

           “Steve, what do you think you’re doing? You left that girl out there and now you’re going to break the law again to try to get yourself killed!”

           “First of all, Connie, I think was her name, she is doing just fine with Bucky and Bonnie. And I’m not going to get myself killed. When I get accepted I promise I’ll be careful- we’ll both make it back to you.”

           (Y/N) frowned. “Okay, but if the Nazis don’t kill you, you’ll suffer another bout of pneumonia. Or you’ll freeze. Please, Steve, just stay here with me.”

           Steve turned to face her with a look of pure determination and said, “Well, at least I’ll know I did my best to serve this country. It’s better than dying of pneumonia here.”

           (Y/N) bit her lip and spoke after a moment of contemplation. “Okay, Steve. Okay. Try again here and if it works I won’t try to stop you. Just please be safe. Tell me how it goes tonight when you get back.”

           “You aren’t staying?”

           “Nah, I’d better get to bed.” (Y/N) turned back to see Bucky with a girl on each arm. “I think you guys will be alright without me.”

           “(Y/N), you know he cares about you, right? He dates so many girls but he doesn’t care about them, not like he does about you. Just tell him.”

           “Yeah, I know Steve, but I’m not going to ruin his last night as a-“

           “Hey, guys. Whose night are you ruining, (Y/N)? Come on, we’re going dancing and it wouldn’t be a party without ya’.”

           (Y/N) smiled with sad eyes and said, “Sure, Buck. Whatever you want.”

           She left the two boys to talk for a moment. Clearly, Bucky was reprimanding Steve for trying to enlist again, but they finally broke apart and Bucky headed her way.

           “Come on, ladies. Let’s dance.”

And dance they did. Or at least Bucky, Bonnie, and Connie did. (Y/N), however, sat at a booth and watched him as he smiled genuinely and brightly. For all she knew, it was her last night being able to see that smile.

           The small group stayed out late into the hours of the night, and eventually broke up just as the sound of traffic slowed to its usual nighttime stupor.  Bucky gave his date a quick peck on the cheek and a charming smirk before dropping her off at her doorstep. (Y/N) was relieved that Bonnie at least had the respect not to come home with Bucky tonight. The next morning would be a day for only the closest family and friends to send their Sergeant off to war.

           Bucky and (Y/N) arrived home only to find that Steve wasn’t back from the expo yet.

           “Hm, I guess he got a little caught up in the festivities. Well that punk better be back tomorrow morning- I hardly think that counted as a goodbye. Anyways, goodnight (Y/N). See you tomorrow.”

           Before she could respond, Bucky had closed himself in his room.

The morning was the worst (Y/N) had ever experienced. She tried to hold in her tears, but they spilled from her eyes uncontrollably.

           “S-sorry, Buck. I’m trying not to cry, but I just can’t imagine being here without you.”

           He pulled her into a tight embrace. “Don’t worry, doll. I’ll be back before you know it. Just take care of Steve and tell him I said bye. I’ve got to get going but I wanted to tell you that I’m going to miss you. I’ll write soon, promise. Bye, (Y/N)!”

           As they waved each other farewell, neither of them could feel the other’s heart break.

           (Y/N) entered the apartment and broke. She cried and screamed and curled herself into a ball in an attempt to wake herself from this horrible dream. Bucky was gone to war. Her Buck. And Steve was missing. No- there was a note on the table.  (Y/N) picked herself up and wiped the tears from her eyes in order to read the note in Steve’s sloppy handwriting.

           (Y/N)- and Bucky if you haven’t left yet;

           I’m so sorry I didn’t make it back last night, and especially this morning. I’m actually not coming back, at least for a while. They accepted me- I’m enlisted as a U.S. soldier! I know you didn’t want this, (Y/N), but I promise I’ll be safe. Both of us will come home perfectly fine as soon as we’ve won this war. I can’t say much else about what I’m doing (I’m really not too sure, myself) but I hope you stay safe and don’t worry too much.

           Yours,

           Steve

 

           So now (Y/N) was alone. Without either of her closest friends, no family, and a low-paying job at the diner, she felt like she had nothing to loose. So why not take a chance?

It’s gotten to the point in my life where I’m done settling. Especially with relationships. You know what I really want? I want a spontaneous, romantic, dorky, best friend kind of relationship. I want to be able to talk about anything and everything with someone. Go on cute dates that we come up with on our own. I want to go on a picnic in the early evening while the sun is setting in a beautiful park. I want us to end the night with laying on our backs making up constellations in the stars and telling each other out theories of the world we live in and its universe. I want us to be able to go and do stupidly fun things together. Like go to ikea, and we can pretend to be a married couple with a back story picking out furniture for our new home. We can make amazing pillow forts and watch movies in them while talking about what we imagine our life will be like in the future. I want someone who will tell me about their entire day whether it was boring or not. I want to know what they had for lunch, what work/school was like, everything. I want to be told about the dreams they’ve had in great detail. I want someone who I can rely on and they can rely on me. Someone who will wander around with me and explore the world around us. I mostly just want someone who will love me as much as I love them.