Good Enough - Steve Rogers

N/A: I hope that you’re feeling better now! And if you don’t you can talk with me if you’d like!

(Masterlist)

Nearly six months of relationship, six months of new feelings and situations, six months being Captain America’s girlfriend. You were really happy alongside Steve Rogers, in fact, you’ve never been so happy before. Steve was really a good man, even with his flaws, everything made him the hero he was. Everything about him remembered how he was special … and how you were so simple. While Steve was born to greatness, to make a difference and participate in the important role of saving the innocent… You felt you were just a worker ant inside the huge anthill. You had no super powers, you had no super intelligence or was a spy or former assassin. You weren’t an important political office nor was a famous celebrity. You were just you.

You sighed heavily, looking to the clock hanging on the wall of the bakery where you worked, it was almost 7 pm and your second shift would soon end. And you would have to go home and face those blue eyes. It had been a month since you started working the two shifts at the bakery, including asking for your boss to help you with the excuse that it was necessary that the submanager had to be all the time in the store. It was a pathetic excuse, but at least there you felt you belonged somewhere. The store returned to fill with new customers as it was getting late, making your mind stay again busy with work and away from your inner problems. You moved from one side to the other, taking orders from everyone and asking for new products to the front of the store until Camille - one of the attendants and your greatest confidant - came to where you were in the store background with a worried expression.

“He’s here, (Y/N).” she whispered, while she adjusted your hair automatically. “And he looks concerned.”

You took a deep breath, straightening your shoulders before forcing a relaxed smile and march to where Steve was standing at the counter. By spending more time away working, you could better hide your emotions, but you felt guilty because Steve didn’t deserve it. He had no fault to be what he was and that you couldn’t reach the same level as him. You leaned on the counter to stretch and reach the face of the super soldier kissing his cheek and making him smile.

“Hey, soldier.”

“Doll, I was worried… Will you take a lot to go home?“ Steve put a hand to your face, stroking your cheek and then placing one of your strands hair behind your ear.

“Huh, sorry, I completely lost the time… I’ll go home soon.“ you smiled weak and Steve just nodded.

“I need to go on a meeting at Stark right now, but when you get home you send me a message?” he leaned over and kissed your forehead, you nodded silently and gave a brief ‘see you’ watching him leave the store.

You needed to leave.

Once you got inside the apartment you shared with Steve, you went straight toward the closet, grabbing your bag and throwing your things in it and then close it. You’ve thought about taking a shower and change your uniform for a warmer clothes, but afraid that Steve could get home you just picked up your bag and left. After locking the apartment, you picked up a paper and wrote a direct explanation before passing the key and the paper under the door. While you walked away from the building, you didn’t know if it was the crying or the cold that was making you shiver.

“(Y/N), I’m home!”

Steve hummed when entering the dark apartment, finding it strange to have no answer, he turned on the light and closed the door. He sought you throughout the apartment, calling out your name and felling his chest tighten even more. It was then that he noticed the key and paper near the door, walking with long strides and ducking to get, Steve felt his body freeze when he read the message.

‘You deserve someone better. I’m sorry, but it’s better this way.’

Steve didn’t think twice, rising quickly and opening the door, he ran toward the street. It was cold and snowing, you couldn’t have gone far if you were walking. He walked for 20 minutes. For 20 minutes, he wondered what he had done wrong and blamed himself for not having noticed that you were unhappy. But he loved you and he would do anything to fix what he had done wrong, he would do anything to make you happy again. Then he saw you lying in the street banks, near the bus stop, your suitcase on the floor and snow beginning to cover you. Steve ran toward you, horrified watching the scene before him. He gently took you in his arms and then easily held your bag, walking back to the apartment in silence. The super soldier held you tight against him, trying to warm your delicate body. You didn’t move because of the cold and it worried him. He didn’t want to lose you for something like this. He wouldn’t stand. While you were unconscious, Steve took off your wet clothes and gave you a hot bath, then he dressed you with his warm clothes and laid you in bed with some quilt layers to keep you warm. He made sure to pack your stuff back in the closet before lying down at your side and snuggle you against him. Steve just fell asleep when he felt that your body was already in a safe temperature and that you were sleeping due to exhaustion.

“(Y/N)? Honey? Darling? Baby? Doll?” Steve whispered in his ear, trying to wake you gently, still feeling his heart tighten worriedly, but then sighing relieved to see you open your eyes lazily.

“W-what? Steve?” you asked sleepily for a second holding your breath and automatically trying to get away from him, but Steve held you in his arms preventing you from leaving.

“Don’t… (Y/N), look, I’m sorry. I know it’s my fault, but-”

“No, Stevie, you are perfect! The problem is… I’m not good enough… You need someone to pitch to live in your world… you … I-I …” you didn’t know what to say, feeling your eyes fill with tears, you choked slightly trying to hold back a sob. Steve watched you painfully, hugging you tighter and allowing you to hide your face in his chest.

“So this is the problem? (Y/N)… You’re everything to me… You’re what brings me down to earth. You’re what makes me sober amidst all the craziness that’s my life. Remember when we first met? You saw me as Steve, you saw me just like another man trying to flirt with you and you said no… And slapped me! At that moment I was sure that you were the woman of my life." he murmured, stroking your hair and your back in an attempt to calm your crying and end your insecurities. If he had known before, if he had noticed… You’d never fell those things. Steve sealed the top of your head and sighed. "I love you, (Y/N). And when I say this, I mean it.”

“Are you sure?” you whispered, raising your face to look at Steve, your eyes looking for him to try to see any hint of regret, but you just found love and care. “I don’t have super powers nor am hyper intelligent, or rich or anything…”

“Hey, I love you because you’re just you.” Steve smiled tenderly, stroking your face with one hand and briefly kissed your lips, pulling out a small smile from you. “And that’s good enough for me.”

To Make You His Wife

Summary: Bucky wanted to ask you to become his wife the day he met you. And now he finally bought the ring to propose.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1,570

Warnings: fluff/angst

A/N: I got this idea while I was reading “Thinking Out Loud” by @bovaria and I couldn’t stop thinking about it since then. Please tell me what you think!

“It’s a beautiful ring”, Wanda exclaimed as Bucky showed her the ring he and Steve had bought not only an hour ago. It was the ring you’d seen a few months ago while walking with Bucky through the city after having dinner together at your favorite italian restaurant. The two of you had been walking down the shopping promenade and looked through the windows of the already closed shops when you spotted the ring through the window of your favorite jeweller.

Excitedly you had shown the ring to Bucky and since the moment he had seen your eyes lit up when you pointed at the ring, he had known that this was the ring that he would use to propose to you.

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ania-swissweet

8 years ago

Silver & Gold

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: This was basically inspired by the lovely works of Robert Frost and J.R.R. Tolkien :) shoutout to my lovie @danny-escobar for editing♡

Word Count: 1891

Warnings: none I guess

The view from Stark Tower was truly amazing, especially at night. The stars surrounded the moon, kissing the black velvet backdrop of the night sky. The view had come with your recruitment as an Avenger. You had been with the team for a few months now, but the view never got old.

“Can’t sleep?” You turned around, startled. Bucky stood against the door-frame, wearing a thin t-shirt that outlined his muscles. You blushed, but thankfully in the dark you couldn’t tell.

“I was just enjoying the view,” you said, turning back around. “It’s amazing up here.” Bucky chuckled and came to stand by you.

“It’s kind of dark out for a little ray of sunshine like you.”

Ever since you got recruited, the team had called you sunshine or a ray of sunshine because you refused to let other people bring you down. It was now a running joke, and it was Bucky’s favorite. You were somewhat close with Bucky. You often stayed up late together, and you even talked with him after one of his recurring nightmares. Every time you were around him, your heart would beat a little faster, which was seriously annoying.

“Maybe the dark needs a little light to balance it out.” You didn’t take your eyes off the sky, constellations glittering and winking at you. You could tell Bucky was looking at you, but you pretended not to notice.

“So if you’re the sun, what does that make me?” He leaned on the railing next to you, following your gaze up. You turn to look at him, and study his side profile. His jawline had more structure than your life, carved by the hands of Michelangelo himself. The gentle slope of his nose, the way his cheekbone smoothed into the curve of his mouth, the sharp edge of his jaw giving way to a small dimple in his chin; it was all so beautiful. Bucky turned to look at you, and you became very aware that you were only a foot apart.

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ania-swissweet

4 years ago

whether you loved the game or hated it the attention to symbolism and synergy and motif in the story are fucking outstanding. they really do be making you feel some type of way. so imma ramble about the ones i think are great

The guitar:

the biggest symbol of love i have ever seen, its what connects joel and ellie past their complicated relationship and the repeat of future days is a motif at its bloody finest.

but guitar is also a symbol of ellies love for dina take on me and ecstasy are both such intimate moments that elude into a deep care between the two. as well as dina being ellies “groupie” and following her to seattle until she says she cant do it again and ellie must come to her is *chef kiss*

the guitar at the end is broken with her fingers gone but despite it all the tune is still there. despite all joels done and all ellies done the love between father and daughter is still there. and she forgives him and “lets him go” to live her life (assumedly in jackson)

The coins

nice and simple abby and ellie are two sides of the same coin. they are very similar people inside. just at different points in their revenge cycle. abby gets revenge on joel and the guilt does something to her and its jot until she spare ellie (ahem breaks the cycle) that she is able to truly move on. whereas with ellie she is haunted by her actions in her quest for revenge but objectively is able to heal once she lets abby go and breaks the cycle

another parallel between ellie and abby that i loved is that ellie loves spcae and the stars while abby is afraid of heights. ellie is quick and fast and stealthy. where abby is upfront and stong. (also the use of the dolly zoom from whenever you looked down from a height as abby had me in genuine awe)

The knife

loosing the knife in the abby fight was literally a letting go of the past and is LITERALLY a symbol of how ellie is done fighting. and one that makes me feel very emotional

also the shot of levs black converse (ellies iconic style) in the beginning of the santa barbara scene is brilliant synergy with the first game. abby and lev are just like joel and ellie and it shows how in the time between they now have that parental love that joel and ellie had

The moth in the journals

i know gross and druckmann said something about how the tattoo is a symbol of searching for the light/finding hope which YES. but also in the journals you see the drawing become more scribbled and less detailed the more ellie looses herself. which i thought was cool its very indicative of her mental state when writing.

ellies songs in the journals also get less and less frequent throughout the game as ellie looses herself and get replaced with information, names adresses faces. and only cone back at the end of the game with that poem about if dina and jj would still love her for what she is now. (gristle and bone/would i poison them)

ALSO DINAS BRACELET

a sign of love and luck and protection

ellie takes it off when she goes to santa barbara she feels she has lost it she doesn’t deserve it in her journal her regret of leaving dina and jj is crystal fucking clear but it was something that she had to do to successfully move on and start to heal. in the empty house she wears it again this is a symbol of hope and shows that when she returns to jackson the love will be there waiting for her

ANYWAY I RAMBLED BUT I LOVE THIS GAME AND I LOVE ITS WRITING IT MAKES YOU FEEL EXACTLY HOW IT NEEDS YOU TO. AND PLEASE ADD IF YOU THINK I MISSED ANY

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ania-swissweet

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