I genuinely hope you find happiness in England, and I hope the nhs can help you- free healthcare rocks :> <3
ME. FUCKING. TOO. this year has been a /catastrophe/ for me as someone chronically and mentally ill and not getting the healthcare ive needed…
man like the month i just spent in London w Sam was so good and it was so good FOR me…before i left i was so sick, i didnt think id be able to do ANYTHING while i was there…but it was amazing, being able to be with someone i really loved, who wanted to help me manage all my problems without any complaints (they went and bought a ton of food that i could eat before i even got there bc i have weirdly specific dietary needs lmao) and it was just. so nice. we were able to watch out for each other and we both benefitted from it so much. i was still sick, i still had pain and fatigue and anxiety but i also had THEM and they didnt hold any of my disability against me even once. and after a relationship where i was routinely manipulated as a result of the help i needed just to live with my illnesses, it was…world-changing.
and if i could get good health care ON TOP OF THAT boy oh boy we are in business i might actually be able to really focus on my art again and start living the life i WANT
AN: Hey guys! This is my first Tony imagine/Bucky imagine! Hope y'all like it. (Gif not mine.)
Pairing: Tony x Reader/Bucky x Reader
Plot: Could you do an Imagine of Tony Stark’s Innocent Daughter Falling for the “BadBoy” Bucky Barnes and Tony hates it
It was hard finding a friend, especially when your dad was the high and mighty Tony Stark aka Iron Man. Nobody liked you for you.
You headed to your favorite bookstore a couple of blocks away from the tower. You walked around the corner, running right into someone.
The impact was hard. Almost like you ran into a metal pole.
Throughout this whole predicament, your bag fell to the ground, knocking the contents all over the pavement.
“Sorry.” The stranger mumbled.
“It’s fine. It was my fault. I should’ve been paying attention.” You assured the stranger.
You both went to retrieve the contents that fell from your bag, and your hands touched for a split second. You could’ve sworn the stranger’s left hand felt like metal.
You shoved that idea out of your head.