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A Lesson in Love (The First Date)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,978

A/N: The tag list for this story is officially CLOSED.

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@avengerstories - Nik, you’re a genius editor. Your brain is almost as perfect as your face (I would like to thank Leslie Knope for coming up with this compliment because it works perfectly for you)

Originally posted by arianagrandes

“Y/N, you have a message!”

“What does it say?” You call back, too scared to step away from your laptop and lose the flow of inspiration that had hit you out of the blue. With a draft due in a few days for your Creative Writing class, you’ll take what you can get.

Wanda emerges from your room, phone in hand and a grin lighting up her features. “Is there something you forgot to tell me?”


“Wear something comfortable tonight, but not white,” Wanda reads directly from your phone. “I’m so excited. Happy face.”

Your hands freeze over your keyboard, knowing exactly who that message is from without Wanda having to tell you. “Oh.”

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When your mind is quiet, you enter into the flow of love, and you just flow from one moment to the next as naturally as breathing. Whatever arises, I embrace it with love in the moment. This is my practice of polishing the mirror to reflect love. In this moment there is just awareness and love. If someone asks me how to get into their heart, I give them this practice: I Am Loving Awareness.
—  Ram Dass

His words are not life rafts
to hold onto.
And words are not love.
It is better to jump off board
and explore the depths.
To become familiar
with the uncertainties
swimming underneath
our feet. It is better to dive in
and rise above the water
with the hidden treasure
of the seas
placed inside our hearts:
a vast and open mind.

~Aya Al-Hakim©

Don’t do that. Don’t stop appreciating her. You thought that it was the thought that counted? You thought that it was enough that deep down you know you love her? Well, it’s not. Words are meaningless without execution. She is not some prize you fight hard to win then leave on the top shelf, always expecting her to be there. Her love is not conditional, her love is not your right, it is not yours to keep with greedy hands and selfish eyes. Wake up and start fighting for her, or she’ll find someone who ultimately will.
—  To The Men Who Take Their Girlfriends For Granted // Excerpt #62
Musibi is the old way of calling the local guardian god. This word has profound meaning.
Tying thread is Musubi.
Connecting people is Musubi.
The flow of time is Musubi.
These are all the gods power.
So the braided cords that we make are the gods art and represent the flow of time itself. They converge and take shape. They twist, tangle sometimes unravel, break, then connect again. Musubi - knotting. That’s time.
—  Kimi no Na wa. ( Your Name )


“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you.
   When you cross rivers, you will not drown.
When you walk through fire, you will not be burned,
   nor will the flames hurt you.
This is because I, the Lord, am your God” 
Isaiah 43:2,3 New Century Version