This is a fic about about Seven Different Universes Where Steve Rogers Put His Hand on the Tesseract and Asked, In A Moment of Rage and Despair and Weakness, for Bucky Barnes to Remember Which is to Say, GOD I WANT ALL THE AWFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD.
Basically, this is not a fic about fluffy unicorn puppy cuddles. The first universe involves suicide. Things proceed from there.
Hello!
I’m back from the dead. And I’m back for good. School is done. Life and the universe have fallen back into place. I woke up and stick Malik was hovering over me ready to carve out my eyes.
It was glorious.
omg A few people still follow me. You guys are BAMFs
I missed you all and worried about you aaaall.
Tell me your stories and your lives and all that I have missed. <3333
COME INTO MY BOSOM.
I am making presents for everyone this weekend. <3 <3 <3
