This is literally the most heart warming story I have read on Twitter so far.
I think this is exactly what friends should do, and I feel everyone deserves people like this.
A barn rasing:
a collective action of a community, in which a barn for one of the members is built or rebuilt collectively by members of the community.
because you cannot, you CANNOT, build a barn on your own, and without it, you will not be able to survive.
What a fuckin’ gem of a sentence. “What we did today was a barn rasin”
“Bucky?” Tony ripped his sunglasses off and stared up at the man who had just plowed into him. “Buck? Uh, hey.”
“Hey. Heya, Tony.” Bucky ran his right hand through his hair awkwardly. “How are you? Been a long time.”
“Its been two years.” Tony corrected. “Not just a long time. Two years. Where the hell have you been? What have you been doing? Why did you–” Tony closed his mouth and backed up a step, folding his arms. “Hows it going?”
“Its good to see you Tony.” Bucky said quietly, letting his eyes trace over Tony’s heartbreakingly familiar face, the hair he had spent hours running his fingers through, the dark eyes he had fallen in love with. “You look good.”
“You look good too.” Tony nodded, glancing away and clearing his throat. “So. You’re back in town?”
“Visiting some friends. Um Steve is–”
“Steve. Right.” Tony unfolded then refolded his arms tensly. “Steve. How are you guys doing? Still together?”
“What? No.” Bucky shook his head. “Steve and I were never together.”
“What do you mean you were never together? What about when you–” Tony looked away again. “When you moved out. He helped you. I assumed…”
“Oh honey.” Bucky looked sad all the sudden. “No, no Tony. I didnt leave because I was with Steve.”
“Then why the hell–” Tony started to raise his voice but he put his hands up peacefully. “Nevermind. You look good, Buck. Glad to see you well. Guess Ill see you around.”
Tony jammed his hands in his pockets and stepped around him, heading up the sidewalk again.
Bucky watched him go, wondering how it could still hurt this bad after two years.
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“Tony wait!”
Tony turned around when Bucky grabbed his wrist. “What’s up Buck?” He looked tired, tired and just worn out and way too emotional to be having a conversation in the middle of the street.
“Tony, I didnt leave because I was with Steve, or because I didnt want you anymore.”
“I cant talk about this right now.” Tony tried to tug away.
“Tony–”
“No, Bucky!” Tony snapped. “Its been two years! Just let it go!”
“No, no sweet thing, I wont.” Bucky whispered and this time tears made his blue eyes shine. “I left because—”
He held out his left hand, the robotic one and Tony blinked down at it and then up at him.
“I dont get it.”
“I felt like half a man, Tony. I was hurt, and you had to do everything for me. I couldnt even– couldnt even hold you the way I used to, the way you liked.”
“I didnt care about that.” Tony brushed a hand over his face, cramming his sunglasses over his eyes. “I didnt care about that.”
“I know. But I did. So I ran away.” Bucky held up his left hand, curling it carefully around Tonys other wrist. “And it was stupid and Ive missed you every day. But I figured you hated me enough for leaving that you wouldnt even give me the time of day, much less…” he motioned between them. “And then after I decided to get the prosthesis, I was worried Id hurt you while I was adjusting to it and–”
“You’re so stupid!” Tony burst out. “Do you really think so little of me that I would care–” his voice broke. “I didnt hate you, but I kind of do now. For thinking we werent strong enough to handle it.”
“I am stupid.” Bucky agreed, and tilted Tonys chin up carefully. “Can we– Can I take you to dinner? Or can I come over and cook you dinner? I still remember your favorite way to cook chicken and—”
“Im a vegetarian now.” Tony sniffed and Bucky smiled slowly, wiping a tear from Tonys face.
“No you arent.”
“Fine, Im not but— but—” Tony took his sunglasses off again and jabbed them at Buckys chest. “Bucky. It killed me when you left. I loved you and I was ready to work through anything wiht you and then you just up and fucking left me! Give me one good reason I shouldnt try to knock your ass out?”
“Ill hold you the way you like.” Bucky murmured, and leaned in close to nuzzle Tonys cheek, knowing Tony had already forgiven him, because the beautiful brunette hadnt stopped touching his left arm, hadnt stopped lacing and unlacing their fingers even as he was yelling. “I remember how to do that too.”
“You’re not as charming as you used to be.” Tony snapped and Bucky finally just wrapped both arms around him and held him tight.
“Ive missed you.”
“I still hate you.”
“Thats fine. I can work with that.”
“Im going to make things miserable for you.”
“Thats fine, doll, I wouldnt expect anything else.”
“You have two years to make up for. Two.”
“Ill make up for every second, and then some. Whatever you want, okay?”
Bucky closed his eyes and tried not to cry when Tony finally put his arms around him.
“The robot arm is a little hot.” Tony admitted, his voice muffled in Buckys jacket.
“There’s my tech genius.” Bucky pulled away only enough to steal a quick kiss. “My beautiful genius. Come on. Lets go start making up for all that lost time.
Doing this for inktober with a buddy! Here’s my first one, Firestar :3 (thanks to @foxpaw-wc for making the challenge!) (this one is obv based off @dappermouth‘s beautiful artwork, give em some love!)
list of common rp things you never need to worry about when you’re rping with me:
if i like our plot – i have never feigned interest in a plot. i’d tell you if i wasn’t feeling the plot you pitched. also, i honestly do not go and make posts for plots i’m not interested in. i like being super invested in my ships and i feel like the best way to do that is to be honest about it from the get go.
not replying fast enough – life is tough, friends. i totally get it. sometimes we don’t have the muse for a thread, sometimes we’re in a bad place mentally and we really just can’t with life, or we’re busy with school or work. shh, you don’t owe me anything. post when able, fam. i don’t drop threads without a warning!
if you think you’re bothering me with headcanons, asks and etc – STOP RIGHT THERE. you are NOT bothering me with those at all. i live for those so KEEP THEM COMING.
if you want more plots/ships – TELL ME. chances are i want them too!
your post length – your post length really doesn’t bother me – i can get pretty wordy sometimes and honestly i don’t expect people to match me. doesn’t matter if i get a one paragraph reply to a three paragraph one, as long as there’s something to reply to, you know? substance over length any day.
if you want to drop a plot – my feelings don’t get hurt over things like this. tell me if you wanna drop a plot and let’s make a new one if you’re interested, if not then that’s fine too!
if you have a headcanon/plot you think is too dark – tell me ANYWAY? honestly i don’t have a lot of hard limits and i’ve been on the internet so long that at this point it takes a LOT to scare me. creative freedom is also pretty great, so.
that being said,
i’m really crap at replying to ims on tumblr! – i have the worst attention span on the planet, and sometimes tumblr hates me so sometimes i don’t get the tumblr chat im pop ups – it’s the weirdest thing ever but i could get messages and i wouldn’t know until i check tumblr on my phone? (but then sometimes three or four days have gone by and oops.) i’m always on telegram tho, so if you have it, and you’d like mine, feel free to drop me an ask and i’ll get to you on there instead!
sometimes i can be in a pretty bad place muse wise too – and it’s definitely not you. i’ll most likely still be sending headcanons and doing ask memes in a rather sad bid to get myself out of that funk but yeah. sometimes it’ll take a few days for me to reply to a thread. i’ll tell you if i want to drop it, though.
i like making friends – so if you wanna talk about things that aren’t about our ships, that’d be pretty awesome too!
i get super invested in my ships – and i will probably bother you with asks and headcanons A LOT and i understand this can get annoying especially on days where we’re not really feeling rp, so just tell me if you wanna talk about other things, yes? c:
god i’m super chill and i hate fighting – rp is supposed to be fun, and though i’ve never actually really fought with anyone in rp land, i know many of my friends have, and i just can’t with that so. yeah.
i think that’s it, really? i see so many posts by new rpers going around like, ‘ugh the rpc intimidates me’ and i’m just…come over here let me love you. so if you have a plot you want to do, don’t be shy and just hit me up, yes? i don’t bite!
your self-worth is not based on how pretty you are, how skinny you are, how curvy, how smooth your skin is, how tall, how big your lips are;
your worth is no less than infinite – you are worth the world, the whole universe, you are worth every star up in that sky
your self-worth is not based on how good your grades are, how good you are at maths, english, science – a test result, a single mark on a piece of paper does not define you, you are so much more than that;
your worth is no less than infinite – you are worth the world, the whole universe, you are worth every star up in that sky
your self-worth is not based on what type of phone you have, what brand of clothes you wear, your bag, your shoes, your jewellery – none of that matters, you are beautiful no matter what you are wearing
your worth is no less than infinite – you are worth the world, the whole universe, you are worth every star up in that sky
your self-worth is not based on your mental health, whether or not you have any struggles or mental health issues that you must face every day – you are amazing for getting through this far, and you will recover and you will learn to love yourself again if you have lost that
your worth is no less than infinite – you are worth the world, the whole universe, you are worth every star up in that sky
try your best to remember that, no matter what
your worth is no less than infinite – you are worth the world, the whole universe, you are worth every star up in that sky
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