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ADHD Gothic #1

- it is morning and you have decided that today is the day, today is going to be the day that you quite your life and stay in bed forever. 15 minutes later you arrive at work half an hour late.

- the drive from your house to school takes 18 minutes. you leave 25 minutes early. you still arrive at class 36 minutes late. 

- you don’t sleep at night and your doctor recommends less coffee. but you can’t do it. you drink 5 cups of coffee after lunch, then take a nap for 3 hours. you don’t sleep tonight.

- the chairs in the lecture hall are older then time itself. they squeak when you move. you start to bounce your leg. everyone in the room turns and glares, but you can’t stop. your professor gives you an F. your leg continues to bounce.

- your mom calls to tell you how proud she is of you. your dad sends you an email about how proud he is of you. you start to wonder what you did wrong. but then you realize that it’s your birthday. you are twenty-six today. you could have sworn you turned 15 last year.

- your stomach growls. you haven’t eaten in 72 hours. you decide to eat but then can’t think of anything to make. you end up drinking another red bull. your stomach growls again.

- you texted your friend an hour ago and she still hasn’t replied. you are halfway through digging yourself a grave when she texts back. you realize that you sent the first text only 3 minutes ago. you put the shovel down and meet her for coffee, happy and content with life once again.

- it is morning. you want to die. your brain screams for sleep, and you surrender yourself to the blankets.

- you are Bored. but thinking of something to do is too boring, so you continue to stare at the wall. you wonder if anyone has ever died of boredom.

- ABC’s by the Jackson 5 is stuck in your head. it has been stuck in your head for 2 years now. it will not go away. every song is tainted, because all you hear is baby Michael Jackson’s voice.

- you feel like you are forgetting something, so you go to your desk to look at your reminders. the desk is covered with sticky notes. you can’t remember what color your desk is, because the sticky notes keep multiplying. you pick one up. every single sticky note says the same thing: DON’T FORGET THE THING. you wonder who is doing this to you

- the second hand moves. you can hear it. you glare at the clock. it ticks again.

- you wonder why your emotions are out of control. you’re frustrated with yourself, because you have no motivation. people are always telling you to pay attention. you wonder what is wrong with you, but then the realization hits you: you have ADHD. you have always had ADHD. you take medication for your ADHD. that is why you are having these issues. The next day, you forget again.

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The girl from the park (Bucky Barnes x reader)

Request: Can you write a Bucky Barnes x Reader? Where the reader is having also a prothesis or something like that? :b

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Originally posted by moon-saph

It started pretty simple: A normal Sunday morning as Bucky decided to go for a run around the park to clear his head from all of his nightmares as he saw you lying on a blanket that was spread over the grass, your laptop in front of you taking pictures of the flowers that were growing around you. 

He saw you only from far away but for some reason that was enough to captivate him and let him stare at you for 5 whole minutes as you turned around and looked at him that caused him to come back to reality, immediately continuing to jog and not realizing that you had a smile playing on your lips. 

It happened every single Sunday. Even on the rainy days you would walk around the park, your camera in your hand wearing one of those yellow rain jackets with matching boots that made you look absolutely adorable. Not only you realized that a certain super soldier seemed to have an interest in you but also his best friend who noticed that Bucky would sneak out of the tower without saying anything and coming back with the biggest grin on his face Steve had ever seen. 

“You wanna tell me what´s her name or should I follow you the next time you sneak out like a teenager?” Steve asked one morning while Bucky was holding a cup of tea in his hands starring at it and trying to hide the blush that was turning his cheeks into a peachy color. 

“I uhm..I don´t know what´s her name.” 

“You´ve been doing this for one month and haven´t even introduced yourself? And you always call me the shy one.” Steve placed a hand on his best friends shoulder as he walked outside leaving him with the thought of actually asking you out. Well why not? You knew that Bucky existed and the way you smiled at him could probably mean that you had also an interest right?

And so Bucky stood up from his chair and walked outside the Avengers tower directly to the park where he was already picturing you on a blanket again with a book in your hands or maybe walking around with the dog you once had with you or even taking pictures of the flowers of the trees but as soon as Bucky arrived and looked for you he could not see you anywhere. 

It was a strange feeling in his stomach that he could not describe but instead of going back he sat down a bench, his hands folded in his lap, looking around and watching people walk by. He asked himself a lot of questions in his head: Where were you living, what type of job were you doing, would you even date someone looking as weird as him with a metal arm? Maybe this was the reason why you were not in the park anymore because the last time Bucky was here it was the first time he wore a t-shirt showing his arm to everyone. 

So much questions and no time to think for an answer because he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulders and turned around to see you standing there, smiling at him with your typical cute smile. “Hey! I´ve been seeing you a lot in the park and..I´ve never really was brave enough to say hello or something but after yesterday..when I saw your arm it took some of my insecurities away.” 

Bucky looked at you in confusion as you walked in front of him and he saw that you were wearing a sundress but not only that. Your right leg was missing and replaced with a prothesis and for some reason Bucky´s heart skipped a beat as soon as he realized that the girl he had formed some type of crush was just as nervous as he was about a missing body part. 

“May I?” She pointed towards the bench as he nodded and she sat down, her hands folded in her lap and her legs swinging as she was silent for a few seconds before she started to speak again. 

“I´m Y/N by the way.” She stretched her hand out and without even thinking Bucky stretched out his metal arm out, shaking her hand and looking at her in awe.

“Bucky..Bucky Barnes. It´s really great to finally get to know you.”

Should I make a second part? Send me an ask if you want to see the story continue :)

more daily reminders 🌼

- you look amazing just the way you are!! wear that crop top, wear that dress you absolutely love, and don’t let anyone tell you you can’t 💕
- i can’t stress this enough, stay hydrated and eat something good! if you’re feeling sad or down and don’t want to eat that’s okay! but just try and eat something even if it’s just a few crackers or apple slices!! 💙
- you’re valid. your feelings, emotions, all of you is 100% valid!!❣️
- don’t stress if you’re not with someone, or if you didn’t get into that college you’ve been dreaming of for so long, because you know what? you’ve got so much time! to figure out who you are, what you want to do in life, and to find someone!! just don’t rush, because everything will fall into place when the time is right and you’ll be just fine little bee 🐝
- you’re loved! even if you think you’re not you are!! and i know i’m just a stranger on the internet but if you ever need someone i am here, i’m usually always on my phone and will do the best i can to give advice! 💖
- and finally, i love you. each and every one of you cute little beans who are so full of love and sunshine and even those who aren’t, i love all of you, and you matter so much to the people around you. stay strong, because you got this ❤️

Master list

I don’t know if it worked properly so let me know if there are any problems or if any links go to the wrong story. Any ways I was going to try and label these for certain warnings but I got lazy. But all warnings are listed before the story starts. I might update this as I go, but clearly I am not very reliable when it comes to this blog.





Clint Barton:


Matt Murdock:

Wait What


Peter Parker:

Head Cannon Series:

Assassin’s Daughter: in progress

(Pt. 1) (Pt. 2) (Pt. 3) (Pt. 4) (Pt.5) (Pt. 6)

Bad Day (Connor M. x Reader)

Publicities says- can i request a connor imagine where the reader is feeling a bit down that day and connor takes care of them? just lots and lots of fluff?

This became more of a drabble, sorry! I hope you like it <3

Words- 490 (I am so sorry haha)

Warnings- Nothing but fluff

Things have been just peachy.

You didn’t get a ton of sleep last night, and nearly everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong. There was a surprise project for your history class, and a test in your math class that you didn’t study for. You also accidentally spilled your lunch all over Evan, and you thought the kid was about to cry.

After that, you decided to just stay in the bathroom all day, which didn’t work since Connor dragged you out. Typically, he would just sit there with you, but he also knows that you will stress over school work.

You continued your day, doodling in your notebook, barely paying attention to your classes. When the final bell rang, you ran to locker. After you put everything in your locker, you felt skinny arms wrap around your waist.

“Connor, can you carry me home?”

“Get on my back.”

Your eyes widened as you turned around. “Dude, really?”

Without saying a word, Connor turned around and crouched down. You smile and carefully climb onto his back. Connor places his hands under your knees and trudges out of the school. This isn’t the first time he let you do this, but it was defiantly not something Connor does often.

Before the two of you made it home, Connor stopped by the local ice cream shop. He made sure that you stayed on his back, paid for everything, and ordered your favorite ice cream. You could tell people were put off by your position, but at this point you couldn’t care less. The fact that Connor was doing this for you made your day worth the pain.

By the time the two of you made it to your house, Connor’s hair had quite a bit of ice cream in it. Luckily, either he didn’t know, or didn’t care. You’ll probably help him clean it out later.

Connor walked into your house and carried you to your bedroom, placing you onto your bed. Before you could say a word, Connor walked out. You waited there, making room for him for when he came back.

When Connor comes back, he is holding different blankets and pillows. He places them on top of you, and crawls into the bed next to you.

You bury your face in Connor’s chest, while he wraps an arm around you.

“Wanna talk or sleep?”

You smile and lift your head slightly. “Can… Can we just sleep?”

Connor smiled softly at you, and gently pulled you closer to him. He sighs and places a small kiss on the top of your forehead.

Your smile widens as you close your eyes and listen to Connor’s heartbeat. It was a comforting feeling, knowing that Connor will be there in the morning, hopefully still sleeping. No matter how horrible your day is going, you’re glad that Connor will stay by your side, taking you out for ice cream, or snuggling with you.

100 letters - jughead jones

part 2 of the hopeless fountain kingdom series

a/n: i love this one and i hope you guys like it too, i struggle so much with the worry that i’m not portraying the character well when i’m writing.

warnings: angsty angsty angsty

words: 1670

But I don’t let him touch me anymore

I said “I’m not something to butter up

And taste when you get bored

‘Cause I have spent too many nights on dirty bathroom floors

To find some peace and quiet right behind a wooden door”


Things between yourself and Jughead hadn’t sadly been all peachy-keen of late. A combination of things had started to contribute to the downfall of your reign as The Sad Breakfast Club’s golden couple; with the main reason being you feeling as if you constantly played second fiddle to the Serpents and his novel. You, of course, were not expecting Jughead to spend every waking minute devoted to you and for you to be the only thought that crossed his mind but you sure as hell expected to be considered and even visited every now and again. He was running himself into the ground, newly indoctrinated to the Serpents and learning the ropes and the constant delving deep into the murder of Jason Blossom. That much darkness couldn’t be good for anyone, and the constant thoughts of the danger he could be in with his Serpentine involvements were knotting your stomach with worry. Even the physical side of your relationship was suffering, there was too much awkwardness and you just couldn’t give yourself to him if he wasn’t going to put any effort into maintaining your relationship, plus, there was just too much going on in both your minds. You were not just something he had there waiting for him when he had some time to spare.

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Typanophobia (H2OVanoss Oneshot)

Note: I wrote this a while ago and posted it on my A03 account. I haven’t proofread it or anything so good luck!

Evan felt completely at peace with his lover’s naked body tangled in his. He could feel every heartbeat, every breath, every little thing his lover did, and he absolutely loved it. Though he never was a religious man, he truly believed Heaven couldn’t be better than this. His lover stirred, muttering something about being sore the next day, and buried his sweaty face in the crook of Evan’s neck. Evan hummed with amusement and ran his fingers through the man’s dark brown hair, earning a small smile from him.

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Soooo, I commissioned a piece from the amazing and talented @littlechmura for my fic This Life. This is what was sent to me this morning and I couldn’t be happier!!

It’s amazing. I can’t even begin to tell you how in love with this I am! It’s perfection for chapter six!!

This Life!
Chapter Six
Drunk and Disorderly

“Are you ok cara ?” Blaise asked her as she made her way back to the sofa. She fell against the seat in a most unlady like fashion, knocking into Draco. She muttered sorry and reached for her drink.

“Just peachy,” she answered Blaise smirking at him, she sipped her drink and placed the glass back down. “Why do you call me cara, Blaise? And what does it mean?” Hermione asked the wizard to her right who was trying to repress a grin at her drunkenness.

"It’s a word of endearment. In Italian, it means Dear One or Beloved.” Blaise answered her truthfully.

Hermione seemed to ponder this before asking, “And why do you call me that?”

Blaise gulped, “Well… I suppose you are a dear one… or, I hope you will be,” he said taking her hand and kissing the back of her knuckles.

Hermione froze at the action and looked up at him. He had her knuckles pressed to his lips, and his eyes had darkened considerably. She felt the atmosphere change, and little sparks of electricity zapped through her body. His lips were soft and warm against her hand.

"You… you… hope I will be? What do you mean by that,” she whispered. She didn’t want to break the moment they seemed to be having. Forgetting about Draco behind her until a pair of hands rested on her shoulders, and she felt him shuffle closer to her.

She gasped as she felt his breath tickle the back of her neck, he whispered into her ear, “Exactly what he said, Hermione. We both hope you will become a beloved one to us. Come with us at the end of school Hermione. We guarantee you’ll have the time of your life and you’ll be well looked after.”

Her brain was swimming with having them so close to her, and the alcohol was heightening her senses. She couldn’t think straight with Draco’s warm breath fanning across her throat and Blaise, peppering kisses across the back of her hand and along the inside of her wrist, rolling her jumper up as he continued to kiss up to the crook of her elbow.

All she could think at that moment was she was glad it was her left arm he was kissing. They didn’t know about her scar, and she didn’t want them to see it.

She had to get out of here. How had the atmosphere changed so quickly? It had gone from lightheartedness and playful banter to them both touching her and almost begging that she come with them both in June. No! She needed to stand and move to her room.

Just stand up Hermione! She shouted at herself internally. The two bodies moved a little closer, she felt the warmth of both of them as Draco started running his hands softly up and down her throat, then down the back of her spine until he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her back into his front while nuzzling her neck with his nose and taking in a breath of her vanilla and honey scent. She felt him shiver.

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This has inspired me to carry on writing!

Thank you so much LittleChmura! You are amazing!! 😍😍

Don’t Try and Stop Me. [Happy Lowman x Reader]

Originally posted by lowmans

[ @homicidalteenagedream request: ‘You’re mine and I am not one for sharing.’ & ‘Don’t try and stop me.’ with smut.]

As a crow eater, it was your job to basically serve the MC members and provide more than just a smile for the night. Sometimes, this worked in your favour, but most times you were sleeping with some old, fat, dude just to keep things peachy.

The ultimate goal, however? To become a member’s old lady and be taken off the ‘free fuck’ list. This meant that you were exclusive to that member, just like any old fashioned girlfriend or wife. Then again, there was a lot of competition for such a position, but every girl had a favourite member they would try their best to impress. While most girls went for MC Presidents, or Charming’s own – Jax Teller, you were more interested in none other than Happy Lowman. Every time the two of you came together there was this fire between you. It wasn’t just pure lust and a carnal need for skin on skin, no. The way the two of you spoke to one another and joked around just seemed so natural, therefore, he was your target. But it didn’t work like that all the time.

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PSA about Anon asks

Now seems like a really good time to remind folks that anonymous asks are not the place for you to argue with someone about their opinion about the show or characters or spoilers/speculation. The option for anonymity is there for people who are shy, who don’t want to have their Tumblr handles revealed for personal reasons, or who don’t have blogs.

If you wanna throw a tantrum or panic aggressively, someone’s ask box isn’t the place for it. Especially when you know that they are trying to steer clear of negativity. Don’t use other people as an outlet for your anger and frustration. All you’re doing is adding to other people’s stress and anxiety, or simply annoying them. If you want to rant, do it on your own blog.

And, if you’re feeling particularly generous, please tag such posts with #ouat negativity and that would be peachy! 🍑

Not in the stars to hold our destiny by Stria on AO3

“What the fuck,” Even murmurs, and Isak almost wants to mock him, but he refrains. He’s not 16 anymore. “Everything okay, Isak?”
“Peachy.” Isak doesn’t look at him. “Go find someone else to talk to.” Miss him with that shit.
“Wow, what the fuck. Get off your high horse.” Even sounds irritated, too. Good. Isak just snorts.
“When you’ll take off that stick from your ass,” he hisses, and then goes up to Mikha. He doesn’t need to make a scene in front of everyone.

[Or, the one in which Even and Isak can’t stand each other, but they still end up together eventually.]

Aka my first long fic project and I’m excite!!!!!

anonymous asked:

How long did it take for you to assemble your group of friends? (icho, essie, banana, wanderlust) You guys seem cool and I want to be your friend but I don't want to be annoying as actual fuck or anything. I also don't have children to throw into the sea.

oh dang well i only accept firstborn sacrifices sorry

lmao but ohhh idk it’s hard to estimate that sort of thing because it kind of just happened naturally i guess? we’d been following each other for a while and liked each other’s stuff and left replies ‘n thangs and actually…ironically…peachy brought us together with their bachelorette challenge and then invited us to a group chat and we clicked instantly annnnd then shit hit the fan and here we are today lmao

anyway literally just shoot me a message!! it doesn’t have to be awkward or anything you could send me some random picture and i’d be like hell yeah. memes are the way into my heart

Tag Game

I was tagged by @pxelboy

rules: tag 9 people you’d love to know better

  • relationship status: single n ready 2 mingle boys hmu
  • favorite color: Peachy pink
  • lipstick or chapstick: Chapstick(currently on strawberry)
  • last song I listened to: How Many Times, How Many Lies by the Pussycat dolls
  • last movie I watched: Wonder Woman
  • top 3 fictional characters: Margaery Tyrell, Maeve Millay, Veronica Lodge
  • top 3 ships: Samney, (the rest are just ships I know from shows I watch lmao) Sterek, Jon/Daenerys from GOT I couldn’t find their name together
  • books I’m currently reading: i don’t read

I tag @sebastianvictorian, @wild-pixel, @simduction, @turquoisepxels, @john-sims, @ivo-sims@industrisims, @sevensims, @theelectrafrootfam

ask-toadstool-bros  asked:

Peach: Peachy, I'm gonna be clear...JUST DO IT! We know Bowser since we are kids! Don't be afraid! I understand you can be stressful, but there's nothing to be afraid of! Link: Just admit it, sis. In our dimension you would punch Bowz if he tried anything on you...

Yon-Lennon: I’ve never made a comic before so bare with me on this one…

I also didn’t know how to give this a simple answer.

osores-nostri-pereant  asked:

To move away from that motherhood topic, can you tell us a little more about how you transitioned from a liberal to a conservative (or whatever you find yourself identifying with now?)

I was a liberal because I thought I was with the nice guys, the ones who looked out for the little guy and cared about women and embraced change while fighting bigotry and hate. But the more I got into the guts of liberalism, I quickly realized how little they care about rationality, freedom of thought and facts. Anything that sounds sweet and peachy is what they favor and anything that sounds controversial they are against, this is the framework of their politics, facts or civil debate aren’t even part of the discussion. 

They don’t judge people as individuals but as a collectives, they prioritize race over ability or character, it’s why they support affirmative action, hiring quotas, voter ID laws and segregation. I find much of the left to be idealistic, gullible, naive and their dream of a utopia where our current society is reversed and flipped on its head, where anything considered normal or white or masculine is to be removed and replaced, again I know it’s a generalization but I wanted no part of it. 

There is also little accountability with liberalism, everyone else is to blame, everyone else is the problem, you’ll never be told you’re wrong, you always have to agree no matter what. They demand to be immune from criticism and when they are criticized, their only response is to shame and abuse and call people racists and sexists, liberals aren’t very good at debating because their entire logic is based on emotions rather than facts. They only preach love and peace and tolerance until someone disagrees with them, then they become the most violent and irrational people I’ve ever dealt with. Even when I was a feminist, when we’d argue with non-feminists, they were always the calm and rational ones while my friends would be screaming and talking shit. It really opened my eyes as this was the common theme everywhere I looked.

It’s mostly these leftist movements that really pushed me away. The lies and myths that makes up the entirety of not only feminism and black lives matter but also the idea of Islamophobia, it’s all based on deceit and using emotional claims and cherry picked and fabricated statistics and narratives to pull on our heartstrings and make us believe there’s something wrong with us if we don’t hold their views. The moment you actually research what they teach it becomes clear there’s nothing honest about them. I still hold some liberal views and I still see the value of liberalism but for me, I find the rationality and sanity where I won’t be punished for thinking for myself or punched and called a Nazi for not being ashamed of my opinions on the right. 

I’ve kept it quite general but if there’s anything specifically you want to chat about, let me know. Thank you for the message! :) xx


Today I woke up to find that I had reached 600 followers! Thank you so much for supporting my studyblr and giving me the motivation I need to study and improve my blog. I’m really so appreciative of all of you.

Here’s a little list of some blogs I love and am thankful for (if you weren’t listed it doesn’t mean I don’t love you, there’s just a lot!)

@studyzer0, @elains-studyblr, @paustudies, @a-working-student, @forensicstudent, @anotherdayanotheressay, @sammiexstudies, @idid-this-myself, @nic-biostudies, @tasteastudies, @peachi-study, @starcrossedstudying, @sophia-studies-science, perimotivated, @raven-studies, @neptunes-bounty, @medicinablr, @thecakestudyblr, @stcdeo, @cinderemily, @historivalee, @riannareads, @hunananana, @fercova5love, @studying-things, @sarahsstudiesblr, @snapes-favourite-student, @ataenae, @originalstudentblr, @redpens, @forest-studies, @cleanstudyblr, @annabaestudying, @studying-yixing, @vstudyblr, @ill-try-a-studyblr, @earlgrey-studies, @quipsterlotte-studies, @meteoricmind, @getshitdonetbh, @yumicademy, @miepeachy

Thank you so much! ♥♥♥


*Requested* Can you do a part 2 for the Mikaelsons siblings trying to get the reader to turn the humanity back on.

( I am a little unsure about this one because I had some trouble writing it due being sleep deprived as hell, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Also, if any of the reader insterts do not work, just let me know.)

Word count: 1.098 

Your name: submit What is this?

Love´s name: submit What is this?

The room is dark, almost completely pitch-black, somber portraits staring at you from behind layers of dust while a small ray of light through the small window on the door reaches your feet.

Your siblings thought it would be a good idea to lock you up in Klaus´ art room where he protects his very expensive paintings from fading out in the sunlight. Most people would probably freak out, being in an almost pitch-black room, but honestly, you just find it very boring. It might have something to do with your flipped switch, but all you care for right now is something to do. And maybe some blood.

You hear someone approaching the door and you soon recognize the distinctive features of your brother Elijah.

Elijah: “How are you feeling Y/N?”

Y/N: “Like I´m locked up in a room without windows. I´m peachy Elijah, just peachy.”

Elijah: “Well, If you want to regain your freedom you simply have to turn the  “switch” back on.”

You don´t know why they are making such a big deal out of this whole thing. It´s just a little vacation from having to feel. Why bother with emotions if feeling nothing at all is way more endurable? Who needs to feel anyway? But it looks like you siblings are determined to convince you to turn it back on.

Y/N: “Not going to happen. At least until I choose otherwhise.”

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Imagine it’s you instead of Natasha who gets shot in Winter Soldier, Steve & Natasha stay with you until Agent Hill rescues you, Steve and Nat are by your side the entire ordeal, Tony finds out and shows up pissed...

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Maria had set you guys free and you had just gotten to Shield’s.  All of you were in Fury’s room now. 

“Doing Ok Stark?” Maria asked.  “Just Peachy.” You said trying not to cry.  “Need us to call Tony?”  “Please don’t. Daddy doesn’t know I’m here.”  You said as Natasha covered your wound applying pressure to stop the bleeding. Steve was holding your hand and looking very worried.  Sam didn’t know what to say.

“Knowing Tony, He’s probably very worried about you!” Natasha said. She knew you were a daddy’s girl big time.  

“And knowing Tony, he’s already here!”  You heard your father’s voice. You looked over and saw your dad. “Oh shit I’m in trouble.” You muttered.  “Y/N” you’ve been missing for about a month, me and your mother have been worried out of our damn minds and then we get a call by Phil saying you’ve been shot! You’re coming home with me and you are grounded!”  

“I’m an adult Dad” You whined.  “I don’t care!”  “If this is your fault Capsicle…” “It’s Not!, It’s Hydra’s.” Steve said quietly.  “I’m finishing my mission dad, you can’t stop me.” “She’s a Stark alright. I swear you two are the most stubborn people I have ever met.” Fury said. 

“Agent Stark, let’s go get that bullet removed.”  The Doctor said in the doorway.  “I’m going with her!” Steve, Nat, and your father said at the same time.  “Only one person please.” Steve, Nat and Tony all looked at each other.  “Go Ahead Tony, I’ll see you after ok!”  You Smiled. “Thanks guys.”  Steve kissed you and Nat wished you the best.  “Let’s Get you well Agent Stark.”

Finding out one of your close friends doesn’t think Asexual people belong in the LGBT+ community but not being able to express how deeply hurt and saddened you are because you’ve identified as ace for years.. but you’ve spent so much time burying it (because everyone you’ve told has said you can be “fixed”) that you can’t tell people you are,, is my favourite part of Pride Month

vendy2  asked:

M--mischief?.............*runs away while crying* I--I'm s--sorry!!

@canarychaos:  Mischief..!? Calm down..! I know I can’t understand what your going through fully, But I want to try and I know you deserve happiness..! You had it before, Didn’t you..? So C'mon… I can tell you this… If Joey comes around… I’ll be here to support you any way you need. I know you want Henry… But we can’t always have what we want, Like how I want you to be happy… But.. As I just said…

“You made the little guy cry. Isn’t that peachy? I enjoy it though! Keep pushing people away! Canary there doesn’t know what they’re talking about!” A familar voice told Mischief.

“Go to hell B. I don’t need you.” Mischief mumbled in response to the Bendy in his head. 

“Don’t curse at me dearie~ Remember what Joey would do if you cursed at him~” B giggled evily. 

Mischief fell silent. He did remember. 

“There we go. Why not tell everyone about me~?” B asked.

“No one can see you or hear you. I can’t even see you.” Mischief responded.

“Oh come on! Please?~” 

“No. Leave me alone now. Get out.” Mischief took a deep breath. 

[ Origin Event ]