Gryffindor & Hufflepuff -sweet summer child -close, intimate, heartbreak mending hugs -giggles “that’s what she said” -likelihood you’ll fall in love with them +9999999% -probably still owns a stuffed toy
Ravenclaw & Slytherin -already wrote an encyclopedia on all the ways they’re better than you -judging you not-so-silently -“my words are both poison and exilir. tempt me, if you dare.” -intimidating at first bUT THEYRE ACTUAL CINNAMON ROLLS -“aw you didn’t have to do that!-…what do you want?” -too many trust issues, someone just HUG THEM
Gryffindor & Ravenclaw -already stalked you on all your social media accounts -board games. video games. gaaames. -always has a mess. somehow knows where everything is. -BUSY. friends, hobbies, school/work, internet til 2am, busy. -PUNS
Slytherin & Hufflepuff -knows who they will search for first during the apocalypse -“i trust you with my life. don’t let me down” -literally gives the best first impressions -it’s actually a little scary how much they could be hiding -work, work, work, workwork
Hufflepuff & Ravenclaw -“god you’re so fucking weird and i love it” -that friend who never yells at anyone until they do and everyone is terrified -my otp is better than yours -“rules were not made to be broken unless i say so” -happier when all is peaceful and quiet
Gryffindor & Slytherin -“NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN YOU CALM DOWN” -that friend that shares all the hot selfies they find. (bless them) -has never made a good decision after 2am -*loses something* *blames it on you* *finds it 2min later with their stuff* -selfie game too strong
I know you made him
with gunmetal bones
and wolf’s teeth.
I know you made him to be
But even gunmetal can warp
and even wolf’s teeth can dull
and I do not want to see him break
the way old and worn and overused things do.
I do not want to see him go up in flames
the way all heroes end up martyrs.
I know that you will tell me
that the world needs him.
The world needs his heart
and his faith
and his courage
and his strength
and his bones and his teeth and his blood and his voice and his–
The world needs anything he will give them.
Damn the world,
and damn you too.
Damn anyone that ever asked anything of him,
damn anyone that ever took anything from him,
damn anyone that ever prayed to his name.
You know that he will give them everything
until there is nothing left of him
but the imprint of dust
where his feet once trod.
You know that he will bear the world like Atlas
until his shoulders collapse
and his knees buckle
and he is crushed by all he used to carry.
you have already made an Atlas.
You have already made an Achilles and an Icarus and a Hercules.
You have already made a sacrificial lamb of your Son.
You have already made so many heroes,
and you can make another again.
You can have your pick of heroes.
So please, I beg you–
he is all that I have,
and you have so many heroes
and the world has so many more.
Let him be soft,
and let him be mine.
if you’re struggling for AU ideas take a look-see at this list i wrote for my friend who dubbed it “better than the 10 commandments"
1) Coffee shop AU
Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee
I’m worried about your coffee dependency
you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over
me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E
you give me a different fake name every time you
come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here
I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino
Flower shop AU
You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m
concerned as to why
I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower
shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that
(this is also a good way to incorporate flower
meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)
You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m
tracking u the fuck down
I work in the library and I’m a little concerned
for your health bc you never stop studying
The library’s pretty empty save for you and me
and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere
Awful first time meeting
I accidentally punched you in the face when I
was too overexcited about something
I thought you were my friend who’s just done
something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes
pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you
and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole
You get the gist to this one
Oooh when you told me your name I thought you
were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things
got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)
Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general
We live in the same block of flats but haven’t
ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to
stand in the lift together
“okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a
weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going
to die aren’t I?”
A personal favourite of mine – first day at a
new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last
We keep accidentally running into each other I’m
not a stalker I swear
You live across from me in our apartments and we
smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re
the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable
“My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight
could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”
Friends to romance – pining and all that
You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for
advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you
I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex
You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious
about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really
miss it and fuck I think I like you too?
Somewhere along the way of getting into bar
fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship
things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING
Friends with benefits oh wait I like you
FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS
It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date
so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me
My homophobic parents are coming to visit will
you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?
There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will
you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?
I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d
stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in
too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP
The first words your true love(s) will say to
you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really
ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick
what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god
jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like the opening lines of uptown funk or a high
school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you
saw me asshole?
You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when
you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an
overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my
mind of a fucking unicorn
The more ridiculous the better actually
Something like whenever your soulmate sings a
duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band
but I can’t sing for shit
Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze
at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just
sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w
character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s
Alternate universes for real
Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand
why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but
what the fuck is happening
We live in a world where the greek gods are real
and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to
sort this shit out why do I love you again?
Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible
or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they
die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s
fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)
Literally any movie or book universe you like
tbh just go for it
Other aus that I like
I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has
to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck
at the top? Fuck
We work in the same office and you have a
goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW
IT ANNOYS ME
Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and
I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this
It started to snow and I’m the only one of our
friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others
would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who
don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my
back and declared snow war
It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still
November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the
tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the
grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in
love with them actually that works for established relationship too)
Current partner got a new job in America (or
other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s
not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)
You want us both to get in shape and I hate
working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do
for my friends and their nice asses
on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a
subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???
You’re an actor/other famous person that I
really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or
not to say hi you came up to me and
started flirting what do I do??
You were waving at your friend behind me but I
got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you
think it’s cute
I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking
but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think
it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh
I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk
guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t
dance with you omg let me find you some water
best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each
other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about
how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”
pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention
and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait
you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no
Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of
auing already I have too many ideas christ
So no one told you life was gonna be this gayyyyyy *clap clap*
It’s ya girl Elliot back at it again with the Thomas Sanders Art (after way too long but shhhh) When the joke was made in the video I knew I had to parody a Brady Bunch Poster. But, since it was 2am, you get it now, plus a bonus speedpaint! Here’s the sappy note part: Thank you, so much, @thatsthat24, @welcome-to-the-joangle, @tallykat3, @jayisjo and everyone else. I’ve struggled a lot with my identity this year and just the support and love you all radiate means the world to us. Thank you.
So you’re in a magickal funk. You haven’t done a spell in months, and let’s face it, you’re already exhausted, but the thought of not dedicating any time to your practice is stressing you out more than you’d like. There’s nothing major going on in your life right now that warrants the energy to do a spell or ritual so you’re stuck thinking “why bother?”
This has been the case with me on more than one occasion, especially lately. I’m sitting here thinking…”man, I learned all of this stuff, had a lot of success and a few failures; I want to do magick but I just…can’t.” I work too much. I’ve got a lot on my mind. Nothing about raising energy and putting it to rest sounds appealing because all I really want to do is sleep.
I’m sure some of you have read my “Passive Magick” series; if not, here is part I and part II; but what happens if you don’t even have the time or energy to do some of the most basic things I mentioned in those posts (like clean house, cook dinner, or even take a shower)?
Since this is a personal struggle that I’m sure many of you also face, I’ve had to think long and hard about how I can practice magick in a minimalistic way without giving up all together, so here is what I’ve come up with.
Think of all the reasons why you’ve become unmotivated or uninterested in your practice, and make a list. If you don’t feel like busting out a pen and paper, use the memo pad on your phone. It’ll take 5 minutes at the very most. For me, it’s got a lot to do with work, stress from work, being tired, adulthood in general, personal relationships, and overall worry about the people I love (gotta love being an empath).
Alright, you’ve made a short and simple list of all of the stressors in your life, which might have stressed you out more than you already were, but let’s move on.
This next part sounds simple but might end up being a little more complicated than you think - it’s okay, stick with it: make some notes on your list about how to improve those situations, or simply jot down the opposite of what’s going on. For example, I might not be so tired all the time if I got a good night’s sleep - it doesn’t always help, but it might if I actually tried, who knows. I might have an easier time at work if my communication skills were up to par, and if I knew how to handle stress without getting overwhelmed. Home stress may be relieved if I was better organized as far as like, paying my bills early and trying to save money. I might worry less about my family if I visited with them more. You get the idea. Next…
So basically, by listing ideas to combat your stressors, you’ve inadvertently come up with ideas for spells to help you along the way. For me, this entails…
an anti-stress spell
a communication spell (for both work and interpersonal relationships)
a sleep spell (preferably one where I have no dreams)
an organization spell
a motivation spell
You get the picture, I’m sure.
Okay, so now…. you have to do the spells. Ugh. Even the thought of doing such a thing wears me out, but let’s entertain the idea of putting together a multipurpose spell jar. You can easily figure out the correspondences for things like better communication, better sleep, relieving stress, and staying motivated. You might even know a few correspondences off hand so you don’t have to do too much digging for information.
At this point, head over to your spice cabinet, kitchen pantry, craft drawer, or whatever and gather some supplies. Don’t even bother trying to go buy new stuff. Use what you already have, and try not to choose multiple ingredients for the same intent. Just pick one, it’ll make your life easier.
Now, anyone who has ever made a spell jar before knows the process of stating your intent as you add your ingredients to the jar. It takes little effort on your part to mumble some words like “ok lavender your job is to keep me relaxed and relieve my stress.” Do this with each ingredient and bam, done. Seal the jar and…then what?
Well, what about timing the spell? That part is up to you: you might choose to utilize a certain phase of the moon, or you might not even care to wait until a particular lunar phase because you don’t give two hoots about the moon, at all. Maybe you choose to do the spell at night because for the first time all day, you’re somewhat relaxed. Once again, that’s totally fine.
Okay…but I have to charge this stupid jar somehow. Well, you can lightly channel energy from external sources to power your spell so you don’t tire yourself out and lose motivation before you even begin. Craft a super simple sigil that states “this spell jar is charged and activated” or write that sentence on paper and set your spell jar on top of it. Draw a picture of a constellation or rune that corresponds to power or enchanting and set the jar on top of that. Stick a piece of quartz on top of the jar. Add a little sea salt water to the jar (it’s a natural conductor of electricity and energy). There are lots of easy ways to charge your jar. Done and done.
Alright, my spell jar is made and charged so…now what do I do?? Remember that mundane effort is just as important when it comes to magickal workings. Buy a planner to keep you organized, or open the calendar app on your phone and mark important dates. If you know you need at least 8 hours of sleep to feel energized, then don’t wait until 2am to lay down in bed. If communication is an issue, then actually try to talk to people and don’t be afraid to ask for help if you need it, especially in the workplace.
These are just examples that mostly cater to my specific and personal situations, but you can easily modify these ideas to suit your needs. One good spell may be just the thing you need to kickstart your practice again, and this method is simple and straightforward enough that pretty much anyone can do it, even on your worst days.
do you know that in korean, the seven days of a week are named based on the five elements (ohaeng/wu xing), the sun and the moon?
monday is 월요일. 월 means “moon” and its hanja is 月 (the word “month” in korean is also “월” because one month equals one cycle of the moon). tuesday is 화요일. 화 means “fire” and its hanja is 火. wednesday is 수요일. 수 means “water” and its hanja is 水. thursday is 목요일. 목 means “tree” (wood) and its hanja is 木. friday is 금요일. 금 means “gold” (metal) and its hanja is 金. saturday is 토요일. 토 means “earth” and its hanja is 土. lastly, sunday is 일요일. 일 means “sun’ and its hanja is 阳.
목, 화, 토, 금, 수 are the five elements (“ohaeng” or “wu xing”) that have a “producing and restraining” relationship. one element can produce another and at the same time, it can also restrain another, like water can nourish wood but water can also extinguish fire. on the another hand, 월 and 일, the sun and the moon, are symbols of yin and yang. to put it simply, yin and yang represent two opposing sides of matters, objects, like up & down, in & out, boy & girl, or the sun & the moon. every object, every being is believed to have both the yin and the yang side, these 2 sides balance each other and form a complementary relation. the sun, the moom and the five elements, these 7 things are based on create 음양오행설, aka “yin-yang and the five elements theory”.
anyway the point of this post is to show that bts has 7 members for a reason. holy number right there, people.
AN:*shows up 8 months later with starbucks* I haven’t finished it yet but I thought I’d just post this. I haven’t edited it yet but I have to go to class and want this up in hopes to motivate me to finish.
Word Count: 5,981
“Can I get a Porn Star?”
I nodded before leaning back over the bar and reaching for the bottles to make the purple shot. As I poured into the small shot glass I looked for an ‘It’s my birthday’ sash. It wasn’t hard to find and neither was the number 18 on the big pin attached to it.
“Bingo,” I said to myself under the guise of the music.
honestly, mydays have the best fan chants of any group, because most them aren’t even fan chants, they’re singing the harmonies and vocal backgrounds. and i LOVE the look on brian’s face when he can hear mydays singing his background vocals and he gets that proud smile on his face and literally steps back from the mic so he can sing WITH mydays and he just looks so happy and it really makes me tear up to see him looking so proud like that. kang younghyun deserves the world and i know mydays would keep singing forever if it would make him look that happy all the time
The asking Got7 to come over and cuddle at night was soooo cute, you know what would be cute? A BTS version? *cough cough* *wink wonk*
FUKING WINK WONK ITS A THING
*I don’t own any of these gifs, credit to their owners*
Jin: Always being gone from you he’d always jump at the sight of your name on his phone when the special ringtone he set for you made him wake up at 2am he squinted at the bright screen sleepily. Babe, I miss you. Can you come over? We just got back to our place, I didn’t get to sleep on the plane, can I come in the morning? That’s fine I guess Whats wrong? I just miss you… I’ll be over in a bit.
Yoongi: It would take him a minute to realize you were blowing up his phone. Babe Babe Babe Yoongi Min Yoongi Hello? I know you’re awake now
Ah, well I can’t sleep.
Well you wanna know what would help me sleep?
Fine. Don’t expect me to do this every time.
You literally do it every time I text you.
It’s not that he’d purposely try to ignore you, but once Joon falls asleep he wants to stay asleep. He’d groan and roll over before a swee smile touched his lips and he propped himself up in one arm. I miss you I love you I neeeeeeeeeeed you. Come over?
I’ll be right there babe. No hesitation, he’d give anything to hold you close to him.
Hoseok: He’d always beat you to it for initiating cuddles, every. single. time. So when you texted him saying you wanted him to come over and hold you he’d be at your door in seconds flat.
just so you know I’m little spoon.
but I asked you to come here to hold ME
Im the one coming, I want neck scratches.
you’re such a baby.
He thought you had gone to bed hours ago, he encouraged you to since he was going to be staying up to listen to the new songs Yoongi had finally finished, but when you name popped up across his phone he lost all interest in the song and unlocked his phone.
i thought you went to bed?
i can’t sleep…
can you come over or are you still busy?
He’d let that song finish before telling Yoongi he needed to call it night/
I’m on my way.
Your name on his phone was something he loved to see, but at 3 in the morning he’d be more worried than anything that you had woken up. He’d sit up quickly, waking up everyone else who had fallen asleep in the living room around him quickly unlocking his phone. His shoulders would slump and a smile would reach his lips as he read your message.
are you busy?
You’re probbaly sleeping nvm.
Im up, whats wrong?
can you come over?
i can’t sleep.
y/n its 3 in the morning
i know but…
its okay don’t worry about it.
no, I’m coming.
He’d be halfway home from a late rehearsal when you texted him. He’d half a mind to just keep his phone in his pocket until he got there but the late hour made him look at it after a few minutes and when he did he’d smile wildly.
i really hope your at the studio still can you please come over i really need you over here
so I got like 40 likes on the post suggesting I may do a Bucky Barnes friends with benefits type thing and so here is part one
My chapters are usually very long cos I love to talk and the same applies to my writing (my mouth gets a better work out than any other part of my body
Here is chapter one: Alcohol makes you new friends….sort of
Hope you all enjoy it ☺️
It was girls night in the tower which meant wine and gossip.
You loved girls night.
It meant moscato. You loved moscato.
Well, you just loved alcohol in general.
Tonight was Pepper, Natasha, Hope, Sharon, Darcy, Laura, Wanda and Maria.
This meant a good mix.
“Okay, but seriously, you can’t tell me you don’t just wanna take charge and tell him to hell with his stupid gentlemen-ly crap” Darcy said to Sharon.
“Believe me I do, but it’s nice y'know, the guy is patient, which is needed given how demanding my job can be” Sharon spilled, stunningly sober compared to the rest of them, but then again o was Natasha.
“I don’t understand how you can all be around superheroes all the time and not screw them all” you said incredibly tipsy and mouth now that the 3 bottles of wine had hit you.
“Because some of them are just stupid” Pepper said with a slight hiccough.
“Okay, besides Tony” you said.
“Aww, does Y/N have a crush on an Avenger?” Laura cooed slightly buzzed, but still in her motherly form.
“Um, yes. On like all of them” you admitted.
“Ooo who’s number one on the list?” Wanda asked.
You just looked at Sharon.
“Sorry” was all you said while everyone giggled.
“I totally get it, Cap looks good for his age” Darcy said bumping her hip with yours.
“Next?” Natasha smirked.
“T'Challa” you groaned. “He’s beautiful” you admitted.
“I need this list in order” Pepper said laughing.
“Cap, T'Challa, Thor, Bucky, Fandral seems charming as hell so him, Peter seems like you could laugh with him so he’s next, so yeah, Starlord after Fandral. Then Strange? He’s not too old. I cannot include the Kid, Tony or Rhodey cos age differences. And Vision is like a brother to me along with Sam, so yeah” you explained sipping more wine.
“Okay so the real question is, which one would you sleep with” Hope said pointing a finger at you. “Cap isn’t an option, Thor has Valkyrie, Peter’s got Gamora, Strange has a girl too, soooo, T'Challa, Bucky or Fandral?” Hope asked.
“T'Challa isn’t exactly an option either, he’s got a kingdom to run” Maria pointed out.
“Yes, Thank you Maria” you said wincing as you had a glass of Pinot Griggio instead of the Moscato, the slight difference in flavours clashing.
“Who has more stamina, a god or a supersoldier?” you asked seriously.
Voices clashed together with different opinions.
“It has to be a god! I mean come on, they’re gods!” Pepper yelled.
“Cap’s a pretty decent match when he spars with Thor, and he’s way more built then Fandral” Natasha said.
“But Cap has the serum, I bet he can match a god any day” Hope said.
“But Bucky and Cap are slightly different super soldiers, so out of them, who’s better?” Darcy asked.
“They’re actually fairly similar” Sharon said in thought.
“Well I’d go with whoever’s got the best stamina, I need a few things before I’m satisfied” you said with a grimace.
“Woah, what does that mean?” Natasha said with a knowing glint.
“You know exactly what it means” you groaned. “When did guys become so bad at all things sex?” you asked no one in particular.
“When porn became reality for them” Darcy said.
“Idiots” you grumbled.
You all continued for a while not noticing that Bucky was in the room right next to the lounge, door closed, but super hearing working just fine.
Smiling and laughing quietly at the drunken antics going on next door until he heard what you had to say. Then he made his mind up about things.
“Ugh, 2am, I need to get home” Maria said. “Sharon, you can crash on my couch, I don’t wanna wake up in hangover mode alone” she mumbled.
One by one everyone left until it was you, Wanda and Natasha.
“I’m heading off to bed, last thing I need is Vis listing all the effects of alcohol and sleep deprivation tomorrow morning” she groaned before heading off to bed leaving just you and Natasha.
“I’m making you and Barnes happen” she smirked.
“You most certainly are not” you told her sternly.
“Oh I’ve already started” she said looking behind you at the tall figure which you didn’t notice being tipsy.
“You know it’ll happen” she called over her shoulder as she turned to head to her room.
“It will not happen” you said turning abruptly and smacking into something hard.
Groaning, you clutched your shoulder.
“Ugh, when was there a wall here?” you asked to yourself.
“There isn’t” a voice said.
Deep and Brooklyn.
“Right, hi Bucky, sorry for the walk in” you apologised.
“Not a problem” he said brushing it off. “What’s Romanoff so determined to not make happen exactly?” he asked feigning curiosity.
“Uh, something about me and fitness, not my forte” you stumbled over a useful excuse.
“I could help you out if you’d like?” he offered.
Well shit, you obviously didn’t think that one through. Course he’d offer to help.
“Oh, that’s okay, I’ll just stick to Yoga and Pilates” you laughed nervously.
“Yoga and Pilates huh? You must be pretty flexible, we could start out with something more suited to you, something that uses your flexibility, you’d probably be able to keep going for hours that way, we could really test out your limits that way” he said with some sort of undertone to his words that you were too drunk to place.
“Really, training with supersoldiers would not be a pretty sight” she said honestly.
“I’m sure we could find a work out that suits you” he said.
“I’m good, promise. I am gonna go to bed” you said quickly moving to get around him.
But you, with your marvelous fortune, decided to showcase just how truly drunk you were, in your heels of all things and would’ve unintentionally nearly dived into the floor if it weren’t for Bucky catching you.
“Woah, you’ve had a bit much to drink” he chuckled holding you up by your biceps.
“Apparently so” you said enthusiastically. “I’m gonna go to bed Bucky Barnes” you told him in a very matter-of-fact tone.
But before you could move he simply scooped you up in his arms.
“Hey! I can walk you know” you berated him.
“I know you can, I see you do it almost every day, you’re just not as proficient when you’re drunk” he teased.
“I can still walk just fine” you said stubbornly like his last sentence was all a lie.
“Y'know, Romanoff wouldn’t of had to set us up doll” he smirked as your mouth gaped like a fish.
“What?” you tried playing dumb.
“You know what I’m talking about” he smiled at your apparent shyness. “You could knock on my door rain, hail or shine and I’d open it for you” he said making your heart race.
Perfect. Just fucking perfect.
“That’s really not necessary Bucky” you smiled sheepishly.
“I know, I wouldn’t be doing it out of necessity” he murmured, his lips entirely too close to your ear making you tense slightly. Something he obviously noticed. “Am I making you nervous?” he asked innocently. “You seem kinda tense” he observed.
“No…” you said looking anywhere but him.
“I think that’s a lie sweetheart” he said in another teasing tone which would kill you.
“You think you know a lot don’t you?” you narrowed your eyes.
“I do” he smiled as he came to stop in front of your door.
Somehow managing to open it, he maneuvered into your room and put you down gently on your bed.
You moved to unclasp the necklace your high school best friend got you but once again, you were having no luck.
“Would you like some help?” Bucky asked, clearly amused.
“No” you grumbled attempting once more.
“Here” Bucky offered as you gave up.
Easily removing the necklace, he smiled.
“There.” he said. “It’s a pretty necklace” he said eyeing the pendant. A sapphire blue pendant that was wrapped in the silver of the necklace.
“Yeah, my friend got it for my 16th birthday” you said. “6 years later and I’m still wearing it, he got a matching ring” you said.
“Cute” he smiled.
“Thank you for helping me back to my room, I’m gonna go to sleep now” you said in an attempt to shoo him away from your socially awkward self.
“Can I steal another moment from you?” he asked.
“Why…?” you asked suspiciously.
“No particular reason” he hummed. “Except I think you should put a theory to test” he said.
“What theory?” you asked jumping slightly when he took your hand and starting rubbing circles into tops of your hand right hand.
“The theory that not all men are useless” Bucky said simply. “Some of us still know what to do and where to put things”
And here you are again. Gaping. Like a fish. Wonderful.
“Just think about it” he said getting up from your bed and heading to the door. “Goodnight Y/N” he smiled.
“Night” you said in a voice that magically came out higher in pitch than usual.
‘Screw you and your charm Barnes’ you though irritably.
“Oh and Y/N?” he said before shutting the door.
“Hmm?” you said looking up.
“I’m a super soldier, I’ve got pretty decent stamina” he smirked before making a quick exit.
“Oh Christ Almighty” you muttered before falling back into your bed.
Leaving a happy supersoldier walking away from your room whose supersoldier hearing picked up your groan of frustration.