5 immediate measures to minimize the effect of an acid attack
Given a recent rise in acid attacks, this the most basic first-aid care that you can provide to anyone in case of an acid attack:
1. Turn Away From The Attacker As Soon As Possible
Throwing acid on someone is an act of surprise, which is why the victim usually gets stunned and stupefied. Bringing consciousness into motion at that moment can definitely prevent the damage to a large extent.
2. Rinse The Affected Area With Cold Water
Put the affected area under cold running water for as long as the burning sensation doesn’t stop. Make sure that the water isn’t contaminated as it could lead to more infections in the affected area. The spray of water shouldn’t be hard as well.
3. Remove Any Jewelry Or Clothing With Acid On It
Removal of any clothing or jewelry (incl. rings and watches) with acid on it is the next step. The contaminated jewelry or clothing can severely increase the magnitude of burns by reacting with the acid.
4. Remove The Chemical From The Affected Area
Don’t let the acid stay on the skin for a long duration of time as the longer it stays, the more it’ll react with the skin and more damage it’ll cause. Let the water rinse it through or use gloves to remove the chemical from the skin as soon as possible.
5. Call For An Ambulance / Seek Medical Attention
While you are trying to provide first aid care to the victim, do not forget to call for medical assistance as there’s not really much what you can do to save the victim. A medical practitioner understands the know-hows of determining the type of acid and the consequential treatment of its burns.
IMPORTANT: Acids react violently with base causing huge amounts of heat to release which can actually cause an even higher degree of burns. Avoid pouring milk on the affected area.
I’m binging humans are weird posts right now and I am probably going to get way too into this later tonight, but just the entire “hold my beer” culture interacting with Very Serious Alien Diplomats makes me want to scream.
Alien: By my calculations, the leap from the landing bay to the ship is too great for your physiology, Human Steve. I will call for assistance–
Human Steve: nah, nah, nah, C’Rahn, nah I know parkour.
Alien C’Rahn: Who is Parkou—aaaaAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Alien C’Rahn: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I KILLED THE–
Human Steve, rolling: LOL sick!
Alien C’Rahn, rushing to the edge and seeing Human Steve alive: HOW?!
So a lot of you on here are teens and might be getting ready to be out on your own. Here are some things I learned the hard way or that are just good to know.
Never smoke or quit if you are currently. The cost of addictive smoking is more than half your groceries a month AND the bodily cost will surprise you.
Drink water. Yeah okay I know this one sucks but water is much much cheaper than soda, trust me. Your skin will thank you.
Send thank you cards. Don’t have any? Get the cheap ones and send those. It doesn’t matter how nice they are, the fact that you sent a thank you card matters. Send it for gifts, people calling you to check on you, those adults who helped you move, and even people who interview you.
Withhold 1. Okay so speaking of jobs, on your forms (US) where you are trying to figure out your tax withholding, put one. Yourself. It’s an easy way to make sure you don’t owe $2,000 in April and you still get a pretty decent check.
No pets. If you don’t have a pet now, don’t get one. It’s super hard to get an apartment that will let you have a pet when you are first starting out. Wait until you are a bit older and can afford to rent more than a one bedroom apartment.
Insurance. You’re young, so why do you need life insurance? Because that’s the best time to get it. Yeah, it’s a dumb expense to pay right now, but if you get it early, you can afford it. The longer you wait, the more expensive it is. Car insurance is going to be high for a few years, but it will drop around 22 and 25 years old. Health insurance usually comes through your job and please don’t ignore it. Renter’s insurance is usually pretty cheap and it covers you if there is a fire or natural disaster and you have to go back home to mom.
Off brand. This goes for food, clothing, makeup, and cleaning supplies and just about anything else you can think of. For food, Aldi’s is your best friend. I can go fill up a cart of just food and it will cost maybe $70. the same amount of food at Walmart is easily over $150. You can of course be picky, but try to get the majority of your food off brand. Hygiene products too. Goodwill is great for clothes, but plan a trip. Save like 60 bucks and drive near a big city where the rich people live. Go to the goodwill there. You can basically get an all new wardrobe for pennies on the dollar. Makeup is tricky. It can be really really expensive but you don’t really have to buy all of it name brand. Pick whats most important to you. I prefer eye shadows and lipsticks name brand and I deal with everything else from the drugstore. With he right techniques, you can make it look expensive. As for cleaning, I always use dollar tree stuff minus my laundry detergent because of allergies. Bleach, stain spray, and vinegar are gonna be your best friends,.
Car. Okay so yeah, that brand new car is nice and sure, maybe you can afford it. For now. Disaster will strike. Something will come up and bam, you’re stuck choosing if you want to walk everywhere or eat. Try getting a slightly used car, such as one of the ones they let people test drive a lot or a car that has previously been leased. Just as nice and much MUCH cheaper. And I have gotten THREE cars with no down payment so don’t let them tell you you can’t. But it is nice to put it down,even $100.
Negotiate. Don’t be afraid to haggle with people. Yeah it’s intimidating but it’s 10 minutes of your life versus hundreds of dollars a year. What can you negotiate? Almost anything. Car payment. Rent. Insurance. Hospital bills. Even due dates for the bills you can’t negotiate on. Also, if something comes up where you have to skip a payment on something, call them. Give them like $25 and explain your situation. Ask if your payment date can be moved with the $25 as a goodwill promise to pay the rest later. It works. They would rather move your date than send you to collections.
Collectors. Okay so this one is tricky. If you have fallen behind and owe a collector, don’t fret. I do too, even as I write this. Owing a collector means that the original service has been paid (health bills, credit card ect) and you are now paying the people who paid your bill. (I know it’s confusing) however, they will usually want the entirety of what they paid for you in 6 months. Meaning if they just paid a bill for you that was $3,000, they are gonna ask for $500 a month. That’s rent. That’s crazy. Tell them outright what you can afford and don’t lie about it either. If you can afford $100, tell them that. If you can afford $50, tell them that. If you can’t afford to pay them anything when they call you, let them know when you can. If you can’t afford it when you told them you could, don’t answer your phone to a number you don’t know. I know that sounds horrible but if you are renting an apartment, renting a car, and literally own nothing, they can’t do much to you. Just pay when you can and try to maybe pick up some extra shifts at work to make a payment. I have been dodging collectors for about three years. I owe I think three right now. I pay ONE of them a month, but it’s a large payment to keep them quiet for a while. I do not suggest this for you, I am just letting you know what I do.
Credit Cards. Okay, the big one. Many adults will tell you to never ever get a credit card and that’s just not feasible in this world. However, it can be addicting to be able to go to Walmart when you are negative in your bank account and get that $10 movie. I mean, it’s just 10 bucks right? WRONG. It will build up fast and soon the one credit card you have will be maxed. So you have to get another for emergencies. And another. And so on. So here’s my advice; Get a credit card through the same bank as your checking and tell them to put a limit on it and not let it raise. Then lock that sucker away and forget you have it until a real emergency comes up like a flat tire, short on money for groceries, or that collector that hasn’t been paid in 4 months. You can make it on one credit card if you are strict with your money, which I am sure you don’t have a lot of.
Budget. Speaking of money, write out a budget for yourself. Don’t know how? Here’s the easiest way. Most people get paid bi-weekly so here’s how to do it. Make two columns, Check 1 and Check 2. If you have a full time job you know about how much your checks are going to be so put the amount at the top of each column. Now that hard part - figure out what is due when. Is something due June 1st? Take it out of check 2 (end of May). Is something due May 14? Take it out of check 1 (beginning of May). That main thought process behind your budget is that you want to have the money for a bill set aside before it’s due. Paying a bill a few days early is a great way to make a good financial reputation for yourself and for some things even build credit. Now if you get paid bi-weekly, you will sometimes have a month where you get 3 checks. DON’T BLOW IT. Put it right back into your budget as Check 1 and keep the flow going. If you prepay bills, like your car or your rent or your credit card, and stay a month a head of those big ones, you may need that wiggle room later. If your car, for instance, is paid ahead 1 month, you can use the car money you would normally pay that month for maybe some extra groceries or some small emergency without using your credit card and you won’t even fall behind! You’ll just be back to owing every month instead of being ahead. It’s like a savings account without the temptation to blow the money.
Simplicity. Enjoy simple things. A gym is expensive, go for a walk instead. Cable is expensive, pay for internet. Phones are expensive, get on a family plan (there is no shame in staying on your parent’s plan, just pay your share). Food is expensive, enjoy leftovers. Movies are expensive, go early and resist any snacks. Shopping is expensive, go to the mall and spend all day trying on cute clothes and taking selfes in the dressing room (makes you feel like a million bucks sometimes!). Time is expensive because you don’t have a lot of it so If you want to stay in bed all day on your day off, do it. If you want to binge on your day off, do it. If you want to just play board games with friends on a Saturday night with a few beers, do it. Simple fun is way better for your pocket and your anxiety.
Mental Health - speaking of anxiety, make sure you take care of your brain. Go outside, even if it means sitting on your steps. Wake up early, even for just an hour. Don’t burn yourself out at work or school because you will suffer the consequences. Make a schedule. If you have trouble with timekeeping, ask for help. If you feel you do have a real mental disorder, see if your employer has what’s called and EAP program (employee assistance program). They usually help you find a mental health provider and give you a few visits for free. This will help you narrow down what exactly you have and after you’re free visits are up you can see who is in your health insurance network that can provide you the mental care you need. if you are prescribed drugs, always get generic. If there is no generic, ask for an alternative. I will not lie to you, mental health is the hardest thing to treat. It took me 8 years and a lot of money to figure out the right medication cocktail for me and my bipolar/
(yes I have both). Turns out I only need two pills, and if I were to refill both of them right now, I wouldn’t even pay $10 thanks to my health insurance (which sucks but at least it’s there) and because I got generics. Also, talk therapy can be pricey but sometimes only a few sessions can change your life. I have literally only been to talk therapy 11 times in my life and that was to deal with PTSD, bipolar, schizophrenia, and suicidal tendencies. 11 sessions. That’s 11 hours. And yeah, I paid over $400 out of pocket for those collectively. But if I hadn’t I would probably be dead right now so it was worth it.
Connections. Calling your friends is awesome because sometimes, it’s free therapy. And okay, maybe you’re 19 and you still have a horrible relationship with your parents. It’s okay. I am 25 and I still have problems with my parents. My whole family actually. Social media is a kind of safety net for me because that’s where I can be myself. Find where you can be yourself, it will help you stay sane.
Clean. Sometimes when I feel crappy, I take a shower. I clean the living room. I do the dishes. I vacuum. I mop. I open the windows. I get the trash out of the house. Change into some clean clothes. Organize my desk. Clean out your closet and put all your unwanted clothes in bags to donate. Just a small amount of cleaning can make you feel like you accomplished something.
Hobbies. This one is a little hard too. It depends on your personality, your budget, and how much free time you have. Drawing , singing, and writing are free. Exercising can be free if you run or walk in the park. But most hobbies do actually cost money. Video games, playing an instrument, painting, sewing, cooking/baking, making things - those all cost money. Some of them lots of money. But you have to have a hobby outside of social network, sleeping, and working. It’s another thing to keep you sane and it’s just a good idea.
Toxic people. Do not be afraid to cut people out of your life that do nothing but make you feel bad about yourself or insult your life. This could mean breaking up with your partner, unfriending a person from your social circle, cutting out a whole circle of people, or even not talking to a relative(s). It’s not easy for some people but if they do not build you up, they will only tear you down.
Drink at home. Okay so this one might sound like a no brainer, but I’ll explain it anyway. Packs of beer and hard liquor bottles are cheaper than a pint and a shots at the bar. Bottles of wine are cheaper than a glass at a restaurant. It’s never okay to drive drunk or even after one bottle of beer. NEVER. Staying at home is cheaper all around and you can drink in your pajamas while watching Finding Nemo on loop. Or invite some friends over and create a drinking game out of a show, a game you already have, or just talk and drink.
Sleep. This one is so important. You need a good bed and a quiet, dark place to sleep. If you are scared of the dark, get a night light. Can’t sleep in silence? Get a fan. I have both of these and they help. You’re brain will feel tired if you ‘slept’ for 12 hours but only got 1 hour of REM. REM can really only happen every night if you are in a calm and dim environment. Quality of sleep will effect your eating habits, your emotional state, your mental stability, and your ability to make rational decisions among other things.
So these are obviously just a few things, but I feel they are important to share. Please feel free to add any and reblog it for those about to enter adulthood.
Truth about the 'Glamorous Lifestyle' of a Sugar Baby/Escort.
To Aspiring Sugar babies and Escorts
Listen ladies, I’ve been privileged enough to have been on private jets, exotic ‘vacations’, dined in x number of Michelin star dinners, worn the most beautiful dresses on the arm of SD’s, played that Pretty Woman scene when she goes shopping, etc….
I wish I had known the truth before joining, especially since I was so young.
Let me tell you this now: it’s not real. It’s not OUR reality. This is an example of a typical ‘upscale’ escort/sugar baby experience some will probably encounter at some point in their SW career.
Their reality: A sexy 18-29 year old in an even sexier dress hanging off of my arm. I can afford the caviar AND her. Every man in this bar is jealous, and trying to talk to her while I cop a feel of her ass. Another bottle of expensive champagne? Why not. She deserves to try the best. This is an incredible life.
Your reality: I’m in a foreign place where I don’t know anybody, wearing a dress that normally screams “rape bait” (at his request), with a man old enough to be my father, if not my grandfather. The host suspect I’m probably a “hooker” since I didn’t even know what the name of the reservation is under. This dress is making it difficult to breathe. Oh god, I need another drink of whatever it is in that bottle to get through another dinner where he’s trying to drunkenly fondle me under the table. I have to smile sweetly. Need to repeatedly remind myself to ignore the sneering glances from the waiters.
His reality later that night: I can’t wait to show her the top-floor suite of this place with the beautiful view. I even had my assistant go pick up some nice sets of lingerie from the store she mentioned she likes. I already made sure the rest of her envelope with her gift/donation is ready with her name on it. I’ll get the candles lit, have another bottle of wine sent up, and romantic music to top it all off. It’s gonna be a night of romance and passion with a beautiful girl. God, she’s gorgeous.
Your reality later that night: This view would be beautiful if it weren’t for the 50 year old behind me, nibbling his dry lips on my ear while I’m trying to enjoy the ambience. At least my rent money is in that envelope with a random name on it. He hands me a bag from Victoria Secret. I have to pretend to be super excited to get try on see-through lace for an old man now. He takes off his shirt, it’s just a forest of white hair and wrinkly skin. Next to the candle lighter, I see the magic blue pills. This is going to be a VERY long night.
Next day reality for him: I think I have enough time for room service before my flight. I’ll see if I can call the other SW from that other town to arrange another rendezvous for when I’m done with work. I should probably order two dozen roses, delivered to my wife so she knows I’m thinking of her. Note to self, call assistant to order roses and withdraw more cash. Oh wait, what’s that girl in my hotel room right now called? Ashley? Sarah? I’ll leave her a few hundred dollars as tip, save her number and I’ll call her again when I’m in town. I’m glad she really enjoyed the sex. She deserves it from all those times with unattractive and gross clients. At 54, I still got it.
Next day reality for you: Fuck, I have no idea how to get back to my own town without using all of the money he gave me for fare. My rent is due tomorrow, and tuition is due next month. I still have a client in 5 hours, my paper is due tomorrow but I haven’t even started. I have the worst hangover ever. At least I don’t remember much from last night, except his sandpaper tongue running all over my body. I shivered, but thankfully I fake moaned so it sounded like I was enjoying it.
Moral of this post: Don’t join the industry based on the glamorous lifestyle of the CLIENTS. Many of the blogs I see paint the image seen through HIS (the client) eyes, not YOURS (the service provider).
When your service is over, you turn back into a normal girl; back to grocery nights at Ralph’s, back to yelping the cheapest nail salon place, back to having fun with friends playing beer pong, back to being “Sarah or Ashley” because you have bills. Part of your service is renting you as a prop for their lifestyle. Never confuse that with YOUR lifestyle. ‘Vacationing’ in Cabo with him is NOT the same as doing so at your leisure with your friends.
If you still don’t quite understand what I’m saying, let me put it this way; bedazzled French pedicures are beautiful, right? You love being pampered in that massage chair, getting massaged, and ending up with a gorgeous pedicure. It’s stunning and glamorous experience, no?
Guess what. Not from the perspective of the pedicurist scrubbing your feet. There’s nothing glamorous about it for her because whereas she’s the service PROVIDER, YOU are the CLIENT. Same situation, very different experience.
This is something many of us learned the hard way. Yes, this lifestyle can come with many glamorous perks and experiences but there’s definitely a price to pay. Don’t be delusional. If this was all that easy, don’t you think every female on this planet would be in the industry?
After several years of experience I’ve learned to be immune to the ‘wrappings’ of the industry. You are here to make money. All those Roseshire roses, expensive dinners, fancy car rides, delicate lingerie are for HIS fantasy, and does very little for YOUR wallet. Don’t be blind sighted by the fancy tricks he pulls because it isn’t tangible. Never lose sight of your 'paycheck’. Once you see this lifestyle as what it truly is - a job; you become far less naive and more focused on your goals.
Always remember: There’s a price to pay for money.
Our Psyche mission to a metal world, which will explore a giant metal asteroid known as 16 Psyche, is getting a new, earlier launch date. Psyche is now expected to launch from the Kennedy Space Center in 2022, cruise through the solar system for 4.6 years, and arrive at the Psyche asteroid in 2026, four years earlier than planned.
Below are 10 things to know about this mission to a completely new and unexplored type of world.
1. Psyche, Squared
Psyche is the name of the NASA space mission and the name of the unique metal asteroid orbiting the sun between Mars and Jupiter. The asteroid was discovered in 1852 by Italian astronomer Annibale de Gasparis and named after the Greek mythological figure Psyche, whom Cupid fell in love with. “Psyche” in Greek also means “soul.”
2. Mission: Accepted
The Psyche Mission was selected for flight earlier this year under NASA’s Discovery Program. And it will take a village to pull off: The spacecraft is being built by Space Systems Loral in Palo Alto, California; the mission is led by Arizona State University; and NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory will be responsible for mission management, operations and navigation.
3. An Unusual Asteroid
For the very first time, this mission will let us examine a world made not of rock and ice, but metal. Scientists think Psyche is comprised mostly of metallic iron and nickel, similar to Earth’s core - which means Psyche could be an exposed core of an early planet as large as Mars.
4. Sweet 16
Psyche the asteroid is officially known as 16 Psyche, since it was the 16th asteroid to be discovered. It lies within the asteroid belt, is irregularly shaped, about the size of Massachusetts, and is about three times farther away from the sun than Earth.
5. Discoveries Abound
The Psyche mission will observe the asteroid for 20 months. Scientists hope to discover whether Psyche is the core of an early planet, how old it is, whether it formed in similar ways to Earth’s core, and what its surface is like. The mission will also help scientists understand how planets and other bodies separated into their layers including cores, mantles and crusts early in their histories. “Psyche is the only known object of its kind in the solar system and this is the only way humans will ever visit a core,” said Principal Investigator Lindy Elkins-Tanton of Arizona State University.
6. Think Fast
The mission launch and arrival were moved up because Psyche’s mission design team were able to plot a more efficient trajectory that no longer calls for an Earth gravity assist, ultimately shortening the cruise time. The new trajectory also stays farther from the sun, reducing the amount of heat protection needed for the spacecraft, and will still include a Mars flyby in 2023.
7. Gadgets Galore
The Psyche spacecraft will be decked out with a multispectral imager, gamma ray and neutron spectrometer, magnetometer, and X-band gravity science investigation. More: https://sese.asu.edu/research/psyche
8. Stunning Solar Panels
In order to support the new mission trajectory, the solar array system was redesigned from a four-panel array in a straight row on either side of the spacecraft to a more powerful five-panel x-shaped design, commonly used for missions requiring more capability. Much like a sports car, combining a relatively small spacecraft body with a very high-power solar array design means the Psyche spacecraft will be able to speed to its destination much faster. Check out this artist’s-concept illustration here: https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/artists-concept-of-psyche-spacecraft-with-five-panel-array
9. See For Yourself
Watch the planned Psyche mission in action.
10. Even More Asteroids
Our missions to asteroids began with the orbiter NEAR of asteroid Eros, which arrived in 2000, and continues with Dawn, which orbited Vesta and is now in an extended mission at Ceres. The mission OSIRIS-REx, which launched on Sept. 8, 2016, is speeding toward a 2018 rendezvous with the asteroid Bennu, and will deliver a sample back to Earth in 2023. The Lucy mission is scheduled to launch in October 2021 and will explore six Jupiter Trojan asteroids. More: https://www.jpl.nasa.gov/news/news.php?feature=6713
Want to learn more? Read our full list of the 10 things to know this week about the solar system HERE.
Summary: You’re a doctor for the avengers and when Bucky comes in with a hunk of metal in his side you find that it’s not his injury that’s making you sweat.
Warnings: Description of wounds/blood, Bucky being shameless
Note: I’m overwhelmed by the feedback I got on my last fic! You guys are great! So for my second fic I though I’d try out Bucky, again I’d love any constructive comments/criticism.
“Incoming! Incoming!” Odette, the surgical tech assigned to you rushes into the room.
“How many?” you ask, looking up from the table where you’ve laid out your tools.The tech flushes. You sigh. “What type of injuries?”
“Uh-hm..” the tech stutters. You turn around so you can hide your eye roll. “Dr.Cho’s been called in..” Odette says.
“Thank you, Odette” You say and head to the sink to scrub your hands again. You are a top scientist working for Fury, and besides having your degree in engineering you’re an MD who specializes in general surgery. So whenever the reinstated avengers go on mission you’re put on call, which basically consists of you waiting in the med bay in case anyone needs to be treated. Usually the injuries are minor, the team are unparalleled in what they do, and you just end up patching up deep scrapes or bullet grazes. Because of this and the fact you have daily work at the Avenger’s compound you’ve become very friendly with the team.
Your palms start to sweat. Today’s mission was supposed to be high risk and it’s a bad sign that Helen’s been called in. With you and one other doctor on call her and her technology are only called in for severe injuries. The door opens and a battered looking Steve supporting an even more battered looking Bucky walks in. Steve helps Bucky sit on the examination table.
“Any more injured?” You ask, pulling on gloves.
“Scrapes all around, except for Sam. He’s badly burned.” Steve blows air out of his mouth. You look at him, his brow is creased in worry.
“How badly?” You look at Bucky, he has a chunk of what seems to be jagged metal in his side, about two inches thick, protruding several inches from his gear. It seems to be a simple extraction job.
“Badly. But Park’s seeing to him” Samuel Park is the other doctor in the compound “Dr.Cho’s supposed to put him in the new Cradle.I hope she gets here soon.”
You walk to the table and pick up scissors and a knife. “Odette, You should go assist Dr.Park.” the tech nods, and scurries out the door. Steve goes to follow but looks back at Bucky.
“He’ll be fine, go,” You say, and with that Steve leaves.
You look at Bucky. His eyes are already trained on you. It reminds you of the time Steve came in for stitches. His forearm had been split open. Bucky leaned against the wall in the corner of the room, he remained silent but his eyes followed your every move. Even when you looked at him he didn’t break his gaze. You assumed he was just being protective over his best friend. Bucky hasn’t said more than two words to you in the time that you’ve known him. Even after he started opening up and joking around with the team he remained oddly silent around you. You assumed you annoyed him. He had no problem talking with the others and even flirting with the research techs.
You step up to him and start cutting away his gear. ‘Oops probably should have asked before I started cutting off his clothes’.Heat flushes down your neck and you stop your actions.
“Sorry, do you mind if I cut away your gear?”
“ ‘S fine” he says, voice low. You look up and you swear there’s a hint of smile on his face. You nod and continue. He smells of something metallic mixed with blood and sweat and a hint of….cologne…? As you cut away more of his gear you catch more of it. You try not to think about it. He’s handsome, the type of handsome that makes people do a double take. You try to ignore the broadness of his shoulders as his gear falls away, leaving him in a damp wife-beater.
“Ain’t even the first date and you’re already tryna get me outta my clothes.” He rasps, startling you. You stutter and stammer, before deciding not to respond.
“Okay,” you say, taking a breath. “I’m just going to take a look at this” You step in between his legs and inspect the metal shard. It looks worse than what you first thought it was. The shard is about the size of your hand and sticks out right below his rib cage, there’s a possibility that it might have hit some organs. There’s no exit point. Your heart rate goes up. Can a super soldier die if his major organs fail before his body can repair them?
You wheel over your table of tools. You wish you hadn’t sent away Odette.
“Can you lay down for me?,” You ask.
“Of course sugar.” He says, piercing you with his stare.
You take a deep breath, feeling flustered. Did this man want to die on the operating table?
You cut away his undershirt and prepare some local anesthesia.
“I’m going to try to numb the area, but I don’t know how well this will work. I’m sorry I don’t have anything else on hand.” You don’t even know if anesthesia would work on him.
“ ‘S alright, darling I’ve been through worse,” He says giving you a small smile. You feel your face fall as you think about how true his statement is. You numb him and take a deep breath.You move to start extracting the shard when his hand shoots out and grabs yours. You stop yourself from jumping.
“You know there is something that would make me feel better.” Bucky says, voice gravelly.
“Of course, what is it?” You place your tools back on the table. ‘Maybe a special painkiller?’ you think.
“A kiss,”Bucky’s face stretches into a wide smirk.
You splutter “James…!”
“Bucky.” he supplies, smirk not leaving his face.
“Bucky….I uh….I don’t think that would be necessary for minimizing your pain.”
“Oh I beg to differ darlin’“ He says.
You clear your throat and start to grab your tools again. Bucky says your name, pleadingly.
“Come on, ya really gonna deny a dyin’ man his final wish.” You roll your eyes at his dramatic tone. You fix him with your gaze.
“You’re not gonna die Bucky.”
“Here I am,bleeding out on your table, and all I’m askin’ for is one little kiss. Just one little kiss, from the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He looks at you from the corner of his eye “….before she slices me open.”
You sigh. One thing you know about Bucky Barnes is that he’s stubborn as a bull. Before you can talk yourself out of it, you lean over and press a kiss to his cheek, his stubble prickling you in a not unpleasant way.
For a moment Bucky just looks at you, it seems like he’s crawling underneath your skin with that stare. Then he groans “Really sugar? Ya gonna try and cheat a man with a chunk of metal in his side?”
“I-I, uh” You stammer
“You really are heartless.” He sighs dramatically, closing his eyes.
You war with yourself for a split second, before leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to his lips. As you start to pull away Bucky’s hand comes up and stops you, and he deepens the kiss. His lips are surprisingly soft, his stubble scratches your face deliciously. Remembering the fact that he has a piece of metal in his side, you slowly withdraw. Bucky tugs on your lip with his teeth as you do so, which makes you have to turn around in order to regain your composure. When you turn back around, Bucky’s face is split in an ear to ear grin.
“Alright beautiful, cut me open, I can now die a happy man.”
You swallow, “Shut up James,” you snap, hating how your voice shakes. You pick up your tools and start to remove the metal. It comes out surprisingly smoothly, except for the last few inches. As you pull them free, Bucky starts to bleed. Way too much. The end of the shard is jagged. You try to contain the blood. But there’s just so much, you call for assistance and try to repair the damage.
By the time you finish you’re covered in blood. “Bucky, Bucky can you hear me?” You say, stepping close and touching his face, he looks drawn, pale.
“His pulse is faint. But it’s there.” Odette says. You jump, you forgot she had come in.
“Alright,” you sigh, blowing hair back from your forehead. “Guess we’ll wait.”
Bucky’s moved to a different hospital bed in another one of the rooms, and fitted with IVs. Steve understandably freaks out, with two close friends gravely injured within 24 hours it’s no wonder. Sam’s healed now, resting. You tell Steve to do the same and sit in a chair in Bucky’s room. The others wander in and out of the room.You know with his regenerative properties he’ll recover, but when six hours pass you can’t help but worry. ‘Why hasn’t he woken up by now?’ .
You blink your eyes open as a sliver of sunlight passes across your face. You squint, looking at the clock on the wall: 7 am. Damn. You finished patching Bucky up at about 4 pm last night. You had fallen asleep in his room. ‘I’m terrible at keeping watch’ you scold yourself. ‘What if he had worsened during the night?’ You look over at Bucky, only to find him watching you. You jump.
“Man you need to stop doing that.” Your voice is thick with sleep. You lick your dry lips, feeling self conscious. Standing you hear your joints cracking as you walk over.
“How can I help it when you’re always lookin’ so gorgeous?” He smirks.
“Shut up,” You say, pulling back the covers and inspecting his wound. It looks nearly healed. “How do you feel?” you murmur.
“Alright,” He says wincing slightly as you put pressure on his wound. He sits up, and you try to ignore the way the muscles in his chest and stomach flex. “I’d feel better if you’d let me buy you dinner, though” He looks up at you through his lashes. You click your tongue.
“You really are shameless,”
“Come on, it’s the least I can do after bleedin’ all over ya.” You look down at yourself, your scrubs are crusted in dried blood. You start replacing the dressing on his wound.
“You say that to all the girls who stitch you up?” You quip, avoiding his gaze.
“Nope. But then again I don’t spend six months building up the courage to ask those girls out either.” You look at him for a long while,saying nothing, and notice how red starts to tinge his ears and creep up his neck.
“Alright,” You answer finally giving him a smirk of your own.
Bucky lets out a huge breath, and chuckles “Damn sugar, you really know how to make a man sweat, don’t ya?”
While we were researching multiplayer battles, we discovered a small mark we hadn’t seen before. Our theory is that this mark is displayed when multiple players cooperate to take down a single opponent. We’re calling it an “assist mark” for the time being.
you have questions, message me. Spirit work is no joke!
we go over the steps of real contact with spirit, let’s go over some
warnings and some advice on technique. This guide will work for
calling any spirit, whether
it be a fluffy unicorn bunny or something extremely uncomfortable and
dangerous. It’s like picking up the phone: anyone can be on the other
you do spirit work, you are interacting with a real world filled with
infinitely many, and infinitely varied, beings.
are some spirits that prey on humans like wolves prey on rabbits.
are some spirits that are extremely kind and helpful.
my experience, whatever you call will come.
you leave your request open-ended, anything may come to you.
more specific you are, the better.
you must understand what you are doing when you call spirits to you.
of light, come to me!” Many demons are considered to be “of
light”, as well as gods you may be uncomfortable dealing with
(Lucifer comes to mind).
spirits of darkness, leave me!” Well, spirits of all nocturnal
animals could be interpreted as being spirits of darkness. The
essence of storms and night-time, or even a spirit of sleepiness,
could be considered spirits of darkness. Are you sure these are
forces you want to send away?
not use poetic language. Speak plainly.
of using flowery language, simply say what you mean.
by writing down your intent.
kind of spirit do you want to interact with? (Good, evil, nice, kind,
mean? Nature, elemental, bunny, unicorn, demon?)
is your purpose for calling this spirit? (Searching for a
guide/guardian/teacher/friend? Have questions to ask? Need help with
powerful do you believe this spirit will be? Is it going to be more
powerful than your abilities to banish it? Never call up what you
cannot put down.
do you have to give back to this spirit? (Offerings? Time? Energy?)
my experience, all spirits get something out of an interaction with a
human. It could simply be that their curiosity is sated. A spirit
could just be curious as to what kind of human is sending out a call
in to their world! It could be that helping or aiding you assists
their calling in life or a job they currently have. It could also be
that they would like some kind of payment in return, such as
offerings of incense, food, or drink. If you have the ability and
inclination, have some small offerings on hand. Coffee, tobacco, any
foods (I find they seems to like processed foods less), and any
alcohols are good. Even a glass of fresh water and/or a little
incense will be good.
you have your intent written down, formulate your call. Here are
three example calls that I would use myself.
am [magical name]. I am calling out to the spirit world. I am seeking
any good and helpful spirits that are willing to help a human such as
myself. I wish for assistance with
[guardianship/teaching/guidance/etc]. Please come to me so we may
am [magical name]. I am calling out to the spirit world. I am seeking
any noble and strong warrior spirits that are willing to help a human
such as myself. I wish for assistance with guarding my home. In
return I can offer brandy and cigars. Please come to me so we may
make a deal.”
am [magical name]. I am calling out to the spirit world. I am seeking
a spirit of storms and rain that are willing to help a human such as
myself. I wish for rain to be brought to my region. In return I will
tell others about my experience so you gain fame in the human world.
Please come to me so that we may help each other.”
spirit work, try adopting a magical name. It does not sit well with
me that someone uses their true name immediately with spirits. It’s
like giving your telephone number to every stranger you meet. I use
my online name, typically Briar although now it is Thicket. Magical
names do not have to be permanent. Choose any name or word you like.
am calling out to the spirit world” can be replaced by any phrase
or action that connects you with “the other side”. Find an action
or method of connection that feels comfortable to you.
is important to mention that you would like a spirit who wants to
help you! It may seem self-evident, but trust me, it is not. Plenty
of spirits come to my call who just want to see what’s going on, or
who want a chance at the offerings at my side.
calling the spirits, interacting with them, and formulating a
you would like to meet any guardian or guide spirits that you may
have already. Try using a call like this:
am [magical name]. I am calling out to the spirit world. I am seeing
any guardians, guides, or helpful spirits that are attached to me.
Please visit me so I may get to know you.”
your notebook and write down the exact call you plan on using. If you
like, have some offerings on hand (this is just good form in
general). Have with you any divination tools you plan on using. Also
have with you the basic tools for banishment.
in a quiet place. Make your environment as witchy as possible to get
you in the right mindset. Candles and incense work great if you have
them, otherwise try atmospheric music. Do whatever it takes to make
you feel like you are connected to the “other” world. Try praying
for protection or wearing protection amulets that you may have.
you are ready, read your call. Read it out loud or mentally, it
doesn’t matter; nothing on this plane of existence will hear it
this point one of two things will happen: a spirit will visit you, or
it will not.
a spirit does not appear within a few moments, read your call again.
Repeat this for three calls total, then try again the next day or the
next week. If necessary, do divination to discover why spirits did
not want to appear for you. Is it possible the spirit you called for
does not exist? Try a different call (more will be listed below) for
practice. Is it possible you just do not know how to detect a spirit
if it does appear? If nothing seems to be working after a week or so
of trying, send me a message. Please send me the exact calls you
that spirits are not physical.
It is extremely uncommon that a person will see a spirit with their
two eyes. A being isn’t just going to appear three dimensionally in
your bedroom. Most likely, that being will appear within your
imagination. The imagination is an extremely powerful magical tool
and should not be ignored because it is “make believe”. If you
call an air elemental you may imagine a whirlwind, a bird, a cloud,
or anything else that is ‘airy’ in nature, for example.
your imagination suddenly changes with an image of something,
mentally or verbally greet it. Try, “Hello, you may call me
[magical name]. Are you replying to my call?”
what a spirit is communicating to you is tricky. If only they spoke
plain English! Look for any sign that the spirit has responded. The
image of the spirit may seem to move closer to you, or further away.
It may appear to be happy, sad, or upset. You may suddenly get
empathetic feelings of agreement or disagreement. You may actually
hear, feel, or think words. It is your job to interpret what the
spirit is trying to communicate with you. If you like, ask the spirit
to influence your divinatory tools so you can communicate through
repeating questions. They do not seem to like it. Ask once, and if
you can’t interpret, apologize and ask another question instead.
absolutely nothing seems to happen, take it as a sign that the spirit
did not respond to you. In this situation, if the spirit does not
respond, say, “if you are not here to answer my call and assist me,
please leave. Thank you for your time.” There is no need to be
hostile or rude, just send them away. If they refuse to leave, it is
time to banish.
something does happen, for example if you sense a feeling of
agreement or the image seems to nod at you, take this as an
affirmative that the spirit is here to answer your call. Continue
with your line of questioning. Try these questions:
may I call you?” (Do not ask for their name directly, I have never
had good results when I do).
you [the spirit I asked for]?”
you like to continue communicating this way?”
is your role in my life?”
you are here to make a deal and get it over with, don’t drag out the
small talk. “Are you the spirit I called for? Will you protect my
house for some brandy? Awesome, I’ll pay you once a week and we’ll
revisit the contract in a month.”
you are there to make a lasting connection, speak for as long as you
like or until the spirit appears to become restless or bored.
the spirit departs, or when you ask it to depart, the mental image of
them should leave their mind. Carefully distinguish between having
that spirit actively within your imagination, and memories of the
spirit within your imagination.
this first meeting, you can call the same spirit by the name they
gave you. Try, “the spirit that gave me the name [spirit’s name] on
the date [the date you first met the spirit], please come to me so we
don’t have the time or inclination to include full banishing rituals
in this small guide. Simply google “how to banish a spirit” or
ask a friendly Tumblurian to help :)
so here’s what you gotta do. Just pay attention. If
something feels disturbing, wrong, or scary, DO NOT IGNORE THOSE
FEELINGS. Fear is an instinct
that exists to keep us safe. It is not you being a scaredy cat. It is
not you being silly, nervous, or having stage fright. Ask the spirit
to leave immediately and do a quick cleansing on your space.
about what you asked for and judge a spirit by those standards. An
air spirit is not going to take the form of a boulder. A rain spirit
is not going to take the form of a candle flame.
something sounds too good to be true, it is. If a spirit is telling
you that you are the chosen one, that you need it to be powerful,
etc., you are going to be dinner. Send it away.
would consider these calls to be relatively safe and good just to get
a little experience in. Ask these spirits to come visit you for a
short time, then bid them farewell. There is no need to get a name
from them unless you really want to call them back. The offerings are
just suggestions, to give you some ideas.
am seeking rabbit or hare spirits that wish to visit me in exchange
for some fresh lettuce.”
desire to contact any spirits of flowers who are nearby, so I may
appreciate your beauty.” (Remember to give the flowers many
compliments in exchange for their time)
would like to visit with a good and benevolent water spirit who will
teach me about healing.”
am seeking a dog spirit who would like a nice treat in exchange for
wish to speak with a bird spirit, who can show me what the world
looks like from the sky. In exchange I can offer bird seed.”
wish to contact a spirit of beauty who can help teach me magics for
clearer skin. In exchange I can give you three dried roses.”
would like to call upon the spirit of clutter that lives in my home,
so that we may make a deal for you to leave my property.”
would like to call upon the ghost of [my deceased pet*****] so we may
visit and share good times.”
desire to contact any good and benevolent spirits who are directly
involved in my life, so we may speak and get to know each other.”
desire to contact any spirits who wish harm against me, so I may make
amends and heal our relationship.”
am seeking a spirit of hard work to bless me in my future endeavors,
in exchange for a small shrine built in your honor.”
NOT call human relatives to you at this point. It is way too easy for
a demon or spook to pretend to be a human relative. It is okay if
human spirits come to you in general, but it is a suckerpunch to the
gut to realize that your beloved departed is really an evil spirit in
disguise. Stick with animal friends for now.
gods and other such beings
method will work to call gods as well. Be very careful of petty
spirits that pretend to be gods. Judge each being by its folklore and
what you know about them.
to do with offerings?
any offering, set it aside and watch the spirit enjoy it. When the
spirit is done, dispose of the offerings just as you would clear a
plate from the guest table.
any liquids on to the ground or down the drain. Bury or compost
foods, or dispose of them in the trash. Simply allow incense to burn
and throw away the ashes.
When owning a bird, we must remember they aren’t domesticated over thousands of years the way cats and dogs are. They can however adapt to living in a human environment if given a balanced daily routine, filled with things to help bring out behaviours they are naturally created for.
Giving your bird a range of options through participating in daily activities such as flight, foraging, training, playtime. Out of cage time is simply the single most important thing you can do for your bird.
Teaching them how to navigateflightaround a secure home with lots of encouraging landing opportunities is the best, most natural form of exercise for your parrot. It also introduces them to reaching certain boundaries and feeling confident moving above them. Foraging is another natural and stimulating way to keep your birds active. Keep in mind your parrot will have to learn how to use certain foraging items from you teaching them through encouragement and simple step by step routines. Training your bird to step up onto your hand, a perch, recall (come to you when called) can assist with flight training as well as everyday activities. Playtime with certain toys is a fun part of your birds physical development and should be an active part of training, recall and everyday routines.
A healthy, balanced diet filled with variety can be exciting to your bird. It’s giving the options of extra nutrients with fruits, veggies, grains, sprouts, nuts and various treatsalong with pellets and/or seeds.
Not only can textures, flavours or shapes be a fun way to introduce birds to new foods but it is a stimulating way to conduct environmental enrichment.
Are simply fun and entertaining. They help create a mutual trust and offer various problem solving and brain developing tasks to give to your bird.
Clicker Trainingoffers a fun, quick way to help your parrot problem solve and use their brain to learn a trick in a shorter amount of time.
Socialising can vary between individual birds. It is important to note what appropriate limits are for your parrot and, how best to work on those limitations through training and positive experiences. Exposing your safely bird to different environments, people and various items can help with confidence and problem behaviours in your parrot.
Should always give your bird opportunity to gain some lift or room to move freely, stretch and flap their wings, especially if caged for long periods in a day. You should offer activities within their cage to prevent boredom, such as foraging, shredding activity, toys and levels withing perches.
Remember, birds aren’t easy pets to look after but if provided with these appropriate Ingredients, your bird will live a happy and fulfilled life.
I was playing a bard whose stories have graced this page from time to time. One thing I don’t think I’ve mentioned is that, due to backstory shenanigans, he pretty much always has an unseen servant following him around named Jarvis. It’s not like it can use weapons or anything, its mostly just there for flavor and the occasional utility of not having to make and break camp ourselves. On one occasion, however, it let our party completely bypass an encounter through sheer ingenuity.
So there we were, about two levels down in a dungeon loosely based off of Dante’s Inferno. This floor’s flavor of the day? Endless desert, with a forest made entirely out of sharp blades covering some portion. We were just about to get to this forest, which conveniently held the exit to the next level, when our DM made us roll perception checks.
DM: Alright, everyone who passes hears faint chanting in the distance, from what you believe is some kind of ritual. You can try to go around it, or investigate.
Ranger: I’d go, but I’ve already got a rank of exhaustion. I say we just go around.
Fighter: So, no one else can check it out?
Party: General agreement
Bard (me): Oh wait, I forgot I can stealth. I’ll go alone and radio back what I see (we all had sending stones at this point in the campaign)
DM: Alright, so I’ll need a stealth check from you, and con saves from everyone as you move through the desert.
We’re lucky enough to pass all checks, my bard is pretty good with stealth. So there I am, crouched just at the rise in a dune overlooking where the chanting is coming from.
DM: Bard, below you you see several orcs around what appears to be a ritual circle drawn into the sand. One orc, bigger than the others, is reading from what looks like poorly tanned leather. A ritual is already underway, though no one seems to have noticed you yet. You could probably evade the orcs, though you have no idea what they are summoning.
Bard (me): *Thinks for a moment*, Are the lines drawn in the sand important to the ritual?
DM: Roll arcana, (which I pass, pretty easy check). Yes, the ritual circle is crucial to the spell being cast.
Bard (me): Alright, I have my unseen servant grab a stick or something, walk up, and start rubbing out the lines while I start making my escape.
The DM is speechless for a moment while the rest of the party stifles laughter. After a moment he describes what happens.
DM: Ok, so the orcs are in the middle of this important ritual. Probably calling for assistance from some kind of deity or whatever. Then, right as they are about to finish, they see the ritual circle start to erase itself. So they’re freaking out, seeing the spell fizzle right in front of their eyes, and have disadvantage to try and see you escape. Roll stealth to roll on out of there.
Later on, we get to another level that has no gravity, and floating crystals which teleport you to other parts of the dungeon if you run into them. We figured this out by accidentally tossing an enemy into one during a fight.
DM: So as soon as the enemy makes contact with the crystal, there’s a sharp flash of light, and it disappears.
Me (Jokingly): And reappears in the desert section, right on top of those orcs, ruining their second attempt at the ritual.
DM: Lol, at this point they probably think they’re cursed or something.
We never really knew what did happen to those orcs after I’d screwed with them the first time, but it definitely was the best use I’ve gotten out of the unseen servant to date.
North Florida Christian is a private school in Tallahassee, Florida, that is now tangled up in a huge controversy over hair.
Jenesis Johnson, a 17-year-old black student, told local reporters that she was cornered by a teacher about her hair.
A teacher began prodding Johnson about how long she’s worn her hair in an afro, and soon other students jumped into the conversation.
“She said that my hair needs to be fixed, it was not neat and needs to be put in a style,” Johnson told reporters at local CBS affiliate WCTV about her initial conversation with the teacher. “My hair is fixed.”
Two weeks later, Johnson was called into the assistant principal’s office. “She said your hair is extreme and faddish and out of control. It’s all over the place,” Johnson told WCTV. What’s worse is that the principal said that Johnson’s afro went against school rules and was a distraction for other students in her classes. Read more (5/22/17)
If the Arthur series were to get a feature film (eg Powerpuff girls, SpongeBob, Hey Arnold, Rugrats) what do you think the plot, tone etc should be like? In detail please?
Following release from prison, Binky Barnes violates his parole by traveling to Elwood City to meet his partner-in-crime and friend Molly MacDonald to propose a caper. The two go to Crown City to pitch the plan to wealthy friend and former casino owner Muffy Crosswire. The plan consists of simultaneously robbing the Bellagio, The Mirage, and the MGM Grand casinos. Muffy’s familiarity with casino security makes her very reluctant to get involved, but when she starts to think of it as a good way to get back at her rival and father, Ed Crosswire, who owns all three casinos, Muffy agrees to finance the operation. Because the casinos are required by the Gaming Commission to have enough cash on hand to cover all their patrons’ bets, the three predict that, on the upcoming night of a highly anticipated boxing match, the Bellagio vault will contain more than $160,000,000.
Binky and Molly recruit eight former colleagues and criminal specialists: Arthur Read, a young and talented pickpocket; Buster Baxter, a casino worker and con man; George and His Dad Lundgren, a pair of gifted mechanics; Alan “The Brain” Powers, an electronics and surveillance expert; Francine Frensky, an explosives expert; Nigel Ratburn, an elderly con man; and “The Amazing” Sue Ellen, an accomplished acrobat. Several of the team members carry out reconnaissance at the Bellagio to learn as much as possible about the security, the routines and behaviors of the casino staff, and the building itself. Others create a precise replica of the vault with which to practice maneuvering through its formidable security systems. During this planning phase, the team discovers that Binky’s ex-friend, Prunella, is Ed Crosswire’s secretary. Molly urges Binky to give up on the plan, believing Binky incapable of sound judgment while Prunella is involved, but Binky refuses.
When the plan is put in motion, Binky goes to the Bellagio in order to be seen by Ed, who, as expected, has him locked in a storeroom to be beaten by a bouncer called Rattles. Rattles, however, is a friend of Binky’s, and he allows him to leave through a ventilation shaft, to meet with his team in the vault. Arthur poses as a gaming commission agent and reveals to Ed that one of his employees is actually Buster Baxter, an ex-con. Arthur and Buster stage a faux confrontation in Ed’s presence so that Arthur can steal the vault access codes written on a piece of paper in Ed’s jacket. Sue Ellen is smuggled into the vault by the Lundgrens to assist in triggering the explosive from the inside. Nigel sneaks explosives into the casino vault by posing as a wealthy international arms dealer who needs especially secure safekeeping for his valuables and then pretends to have a heart attack that draws the security men’s attention away from the vault monitors, and is subsequently treated by Molly posing as a doctor.
Francine activates a stolen EMP device to temporarily disrupt the casino’s electrical power, allowing Arthur and Binky to drop down the elevator shaft undetected. As Ed attempts to restore order following the power outage, Molly anonymously calls him on a cell phone that Binky had earlier planted in Prunella’s coat. Molly tells him that the vaults are being raided and that all the money will be destroyed if Ed does not cooperate in loading half the money into a van waiting outside. Ed observes video footage of the vault that confirms Molly’s claims and complies in moving the money but orders his men to follow the van after it departs and calls a SWAT team to secure the vault and the other half of the money. The SWAT team’s arrival results in a shootout which causes the incineration of the half of the money left in the vault. After assuring Ed that the casino is secure, the officers depart at Ed’s insistence.
Ed’s men following the van discover it is being driven by remote control, and that, instead of money, it contains duffel bags full of flyers advertising The Sugar Bowl. Ed realizes that the vault video feed he had been watching was pre-recorded, as the vault floor in the footage lacked the Bellagio logo, which had only recently been installed. A flashback reveals that Binky had used the vault replica to create the fake video Ed had seen. The rest of the team posed as SWAT officers and took all of the money in the vault when responding to Ed’s call for police assistance. Ed then returns to the room where he left Binky and finds him still there, apparently still being worked over by Rattles, leaving him with no way to connect Binky to the theft. As Prunella watches via security surveillance, Binky tricks Ed into saying he would give up Prunella in exchange for the money. Binky then says, “All right. I know a guy. We were in the joint together. Anybody pulls a job in the western US, he knows about it. Give me 72 hours. I’ll find out who took your money”. Ed orders his men to escort Binky off the premises and inform the police that he is violating his parole by being in Crown City. Prunella leaves Ed and exits the hotel just in time to see Binky arrested. The rest of the team bask in the victory, silently going their separate ways one-by-one. When Binky is released after serving time for his parole violation, he is met by Molly and Prunella, and they drive off, closely followed by Ed’s bodyguards.
“I’m too old for this kidnapping bullshit,” Tony whispered,
shivering, and tugged the collar of his shirt tighter around his neck in a
futile attempt to block out the freezing rain. Forty-five years old and still
being carted around like so much luggage. God.
He didn’t think about how glad he was that there was no
sand, no heat, no bright lights in the dark. He didn’t think about how glad he
was to break out of a building instead of a cave. He didn’t think about how no
one had come for him, and what that meant for the monsters that had been
screaming when he’d been taken.
The forest was cold, and as much as the conifers blocked the
onslaught of rain, they did little to protect Tony from the rain dripping off
the needles and onto him. He tucked himself in the lee of a larger tree, taking
a few deep breaths, but it hurt—every gasp hurt. The metal casing was cold in
his chest, making the skin around it burn and then spread out into a dull ache.
His fingers were beginning to go numb.
Shared Pain || Bucky Barnes x Reader [[soulmate au]]
[prompt: soulmate au where you and your soulmate share each other’s pain]
i’ve found a loophole with my laptop and am able to type my stories in my email drafts ;w; it’s a pain to do it, but….it makes it hella easier for me to write without wearing out my thumbs and making typos.
there’s going to be two versions of this story/prompt with two different characters. the first one (this one) will be a bucky barnes x reader while the second one will be a peter parker x reader.
consider this a late birthday fic for bucky barnes as I try to get used to writing for him ;w;
that being said, lets delve into this first story shall we?
permanent tags: @psychicwitchphilosopher
**don’t repost/plagiarize this story. reblogs are fine**
You didn’t think you had a soulmate because you seldom felt any pain that didn’t originate from your own personal mishaps. If you did have a soulmate, then perhaps he was someone who wasn’t clumsy and had a high tolerance for pain.
But you highly doubted the existence of such a perfect being. After all, everyone could feel pain.
Can i request RFA reaction when they recieve news that MC is dead or in danger but than she's actually alive and well
I’m sorry this took so long, nonnie! I had to rewrite it because I didn’t like how it turned out at first, whoops. hopefully this is what you had in mind? if not, make sure to let me know! warning: there are slight mentions of death, dead bodies, hospitals, kidnapping, accidents etc. nothing graphic, though, but read at your own discretion anyway!
- Admin Cat Mom.
sunshine boy goes apeshit crazy right after hanging up the phone.
who on earth would dare to hurt such a precious being like you?
whoever the responsible for this car accident that took your life is… they are in big trouble.
his brain is not responding properly anymore.
and he just plain refuses to live in a world where you no longer exist.
he could’ve easily succumbed to his tears, and trembling hands and legs.
but oh, no.
he’s going to take matters into his own hands.
so he pretty much grabs his coat and leaves the apartment as fast as lightning.
somehow he’s at the scene in less than fifteen minutes.
and you’re there, the police and paramedics are there, and your car is there too.
your car is wrecked.
but you’re standing right next to it safe and sound, and your legs, arms and head are all in the right places.
you seem a little distressed, that’s all.
after staring blankly at the scene, he runs up to you and holds you tightly, rubbing your back and kissing your cheek multiple times to prove himself that you’re there and you’re alive.
“what in the world happened oh my god MC.”
“jumin is a bad influence please stop hanging out with him.”
he’s going to punch someone.
he’s also going to punch himself.
it’s weird enough that you haven’t come home in the past few days, and he has tried to reach you plenty of times but you’re not answering your phone.
now that he’s heard about the dead body that’s been discovered near a river (which description matches you almost perfectly) he starts panicking.
and he wants to die too.
instead of going to the police to make sure it’s not you, he spends an entire night looking for you.
because the mere thought of seeing your lifeless body would destroy every inch of his soul.
yes, zen has a strong body and soul, but not when it comes to the idea of you not being by his side.
after checking every damn corner of the city, he goes home feeling defeated.
he has a lot of missed calls and texts from the rest of RFA.
does he care at this point? not really, he doesn’t feel like answering to anyone but his dear MC.
when he opens the door, he’s surprised to see you sitting comfortably on the couch and going through your phone.
“MC? Where… where have you been?”
“you silly! I told you I was going out of town this weekend to visit my family. I even left you a message! because I didn’t have any signal there.”
oh, so that’s why even mr. trust fund kid has been calling non stop.
you spend the next day cuddling, and kissing, and talking—he feels so relieved that you’re not dead.
from now on you’re not allowed to leave this wreck of a man alone for more than a day.
her heart sinks to her stomach as soon as she hears the news.
you are her guardian angel, she said it herself.
you cannot leave just yet.
a relative/acquaintance of yours had called her that morning to let her know that you’re in hospital and things aren’t looking too great.
after all, you’ve been sick the past days, that’s a fact, and you weren’t taking care of yourself.
she scolded you a lot, but she also did her best to make you feel better.
still, she thought it was just a cold that would go away eventually.
it turns out now that your life is at risk?
on her way to the hospital, all she can think of is you lying on a bed connected to a hundred wires.
but she tries really hard not to focus on worst-case scenarios, takes a deep breath, and drinks her entire cup of coffee in one sitting.
staying calm and thinking straight, that’s all she gotta do.
she already has a contingency plan anyways, and jumin is more than ready to help with anything you need (he cares about your health as well).
when she arrives at the hospital, she’s surprised to see you on the entrance blowing your nose and looking like a mess.
a regular, definitely not on the verge of death kind of mess.
“jaehee, what are you doing here?”
she sighs in relief and gives you a hug.
you then explain that your relative/acquaintance tends to blow things out of proportion, that you’re just a bit sick and that’s all.
“for the love of god, MC, please take care of yourself.”
and… you have your very own personal nurse now.
this man turns into a mess.
he knew it, he knew that he should’ve taken you to the airport.
he only let you convince him to go alone because you told him you didn’t like goodbyes, and that everything was going to be just fine.
the report on the news says otherwise.
the plane you took a few hours ago has crashed.
he sits calmly on the couch and lets the information sink in, it takes a while.
an hour passes by, he should start making calls.
his rational side is telling to send help, helicopters, anything in order to save you and bring you back home safe.
his sense of revenge is telling him to sue the airline, find the culprit of this injustice, and make them pay.
but his body is not responding to his orders, he’s gone completely numb.
how could you, MC? how could you leave him like this? you are his source of happines and stability.
god… his clothes start feeling way too tight, he’s having trouble breathing.
and then, when he’s about to call assistant kang, his phone rings.
your name showed up on the screen. “hello? jumin? I don’t know if you’ve heard about the plane crash—”
like a sweet lullaby, your voice soothes him instantly, so he clears his throat and manages to say only one thing: “MC, I am so glad you’re well.”
you had lost the flight and decided to wait for the next one as you didn’t want to bother jumin, but after hearing about the accident, you thought it was best to return home and postpone your trip.
he refuses to hang up the phone until he’s there because yes, he’s going to pick you up (feat. good ol’ driver kim).
he knew something like this would happen sooner or later.
just when he starts feeling like he can live a normal, happy life, someone decides to take you away from him.
with the amount of enemies he’s gained through his job as an agent, he should’ve know.
yet there he is, in shock, sweating, and feeling extremely nauseated.
he’s panicking so much he forgets for a moment that he’s a skilled hacker.
he doesn’t know what this person that took you wants because the message they left was too vague, but he’s going to find out one way or another.
even if it costs him his life.
the only problem is that he can’t seem to focus and he’s making mistakes left and right.
MC please be okay.
he keeps picturing you locked in a filthy basement, tied up, scared and alone.
that is until you finally showed up—you were buying groceries.
prepare yourself for a tacklehug.
wait, if you’re here and you’re well, what’s up with this weird message?
wrong number? a distasteful prank?
he’s baffled and doesn’t understand what’s going on.
then decides to dig into it later and increase security, you can’t take threats like this lightly.
he’s a clingy mess for the rest of the day and does everything you ask him to, he even cleans the living room and eats a proper meal.
this sweet, selfless man just can’t catch a break.
it took him so long to heal his wounds and allow himself to love someone healthy and good for him.
a building has caught fire and collapsed, and not many people made it.
the same building you say you were going to.
he hasn’t heard anything from you yet, and you’re not answering your phone.
so he calls every person he knows and does everything he can to find the tiniest bit of information about the fire and the survivors.
his efforts are useless.
his chest is hurting so much? he doesn’t think he can take it?
all he can do is hold his head in his hands, bite his lip and quietly swallow his tears, because he knows how much you hate to see him sad.
and as expected, he blames himself for it.
it should have been him.
you didn’t deserve such a horrible death, let alone such a short life.
after all, you brought so much joy into his life.
when it seems like he’s lost all hope, the door opens.
you swear you’ve never seen him smile so brightly, like he’s witnessing a miracle of some sort.
he asks you where you were and you explain that your job interview was cancelled, so you weren’t there when the building caught fire.
he holds you so tightly he leaves you gasping for air, but you don’t complain and instead comfort him with tender kisses.
Anonymous requested: Hwarang AU + Royalty/Servant AU Pairing: Taehyung | Reader Genre: Angst/Fluff; Royalty AU + Soulmate AU (in which you know they’re your soulmate when you touch them for the first time + share extreme physical sensation after you meet) Word Count: 5,930 Author’s Note: The original request… did not call for a Soulmate AU but I thought to myself hey what would make this more interesting and 10x more painful and thus, this concept was born. I actually got around to watching some of Hwarang before writing this, so I feel a little more qualified for this—but you don’t need to have previous knowledge of the show before reading this. Thank you @cheymint for dealing with my initial worry over the world building, I hope this satisfies!
Summary: Kim Taehyung is expected to spend the rest of his life within the company of nobility after joining the ranks of the kingdom’s newest royal guard. He anticipates alot of new experiences, new people… but the spark of a touch more powerful than anything before in his life is definitely not one of them—from the shadows of maids and housekeepers nonetheless.
The morning greeting comes has it always does within the household: a pounding fist against his headboard as the blanket is ripped off Taehyung’s body. His natural instinct is always the same, which is to curl in upon himself as he lets out the faintest groan of dissatisfaction. “Must you always do that hyung?” The boy inquires, barely offering a side glance to the culprit of his current state of further exhaustion.
Standing above him with the edges of the blanket curled up underneath fingers, Kim Namjoon grins wickedly, already dressed in his robes for the morning lessons. “You know that without me, you’d be late to all your lessons. So step on it. Or do I have to call in Hoseok to help—?”
“No, no, it’s fine. I’m up,” Taehyung interjects, internally cringing at the thought of Hoseok being called in for assistance in trying to get him out of bed. The boy may have been older than both himself and Namjoon, but more often than not had the tendency to act like a child and Taehyung did not wish to start the day with Hoseok jumping on his bed.
Namjoon laughs at that, throwing the blanket off to the side. “Hurry up alright? You know Master Wooreuk won’t be happy to see you late again.”
“Yeah, yeah, I got it,” Taehyung dismisses with a wave, sliding to the front of the bed just as Namjoon slides open the door separating the bedroom with the long hallway before his footsteps become the only thing he can hear along the Hwarang household. With a grunt, Taehyung straightens up, laying out his robes for the morning lesson as he gets to work dressing.