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URGENT can you reblog my pinned tweet it's very important I'm a black trans struggling with severe depression and panic disorder due to body dysphoria and need funds to transition 🙏

I hope to god that you are okay.

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Tony is loved.

Tony is loved.

Set after civil war with a prompt i read on Pinterest home you like it.

Tony was the one alone.

A thought that kept Steve Rogers awake, one of the major reasons why he left that message on the flip-phone. He always felt the need to include tony more in every team activity in past; locked up in his lab, working on something or the other which he loved flaunting about to others, but for Steve that was a reflection of his entitlement. But the more he knew him the more he understood the lonely mechanic, the more he spent time with him the more he saw a man in need of affection.

He tried to give him that but tony never trust him enough mostly because there was big gap because of attention that Steve got for waking up from ice at least that's what he thought was the reason. But later he came to know from Natasha about Harward being more obsessed with THE Captain America than worry about his own child and maybe him coming back triggered some memories, but at the heart Steve still believed that tony was over that and he just kept distance with everyone.

And the return of Bucky made this distance worse, Steve fought for what he believed and knew was the right thing but, in the process, he lost the thread of relationship he had with tony.

Bucky made Steve's life easier so much better, the connection with life was back; but he knew how numb it felt not to have that connection and he felt guilty and sympathetic for stark, he was the one alone. Might have fought with people, he knew stark went home alone that night. Maybe tony is surrounded by people with cameras but Steve knows that Stark has a life behind the camera's that was worrying.

These feelings burdened today,

When he was going to the Stark tower.

To meet him.

People told him that Stark shifted his daily routine to just one floor, no surprises there. So, Steve was nervous to see the state he would find him in, because there were times, he found stark sleeping on paper work in basement with five coffees cups.

Walking in as the air hit him, also hit the moments he spent in there.

As he took lift and it went down his heart beat went up, his little phone call...did it even meant anything? Was it even helpful? Will tony even consider him his friend to ask for help?

Stepped out and lifted an eyebrow...because he was met by a soft smell of baked cookies. Move along, he thought. And then was met by a small cat who had attitude might we add. But that made sure cat belonged to Tony Stark,

"Um.. hello is any-?"

"Yes! Rogers!" came the Lieutenant James, or Rodey. He was walking with a limb Steve hit the guilt train very quickly. "Come with me." Rodey commanded, and Steve marched right behind. They walked past something that took Steve's attention and Rodey answered with an eye roll, "Yeah THAT is a wheelchair but I don't need it anymore tony bought it to tease me."

"Sounds like Mr. Stark." a small voice snickered.

"Oh uh..Hello" Captain smiled at the small boy who apparently was SpiderMan...so awkward.

Peters eyes went wide "Mr. Captain.. Captain..uh Sir? ..."

"Just Cap is fine."

"Yes Sir! Captain Sir!" he threw a salute and marched off. Steve turned to Rodey "Something is fundamentally wrong with that one.." the man whispered shaking his head.

"Alright Steve wait here let me get those papers for you, uh grab something from the kitchen if you want."

"No Thankyou James."

So Captain stood there got the time to look around for a bit, he saw some books on the counter top, but they didn't that complicated then he says little doodles on the textbook and name 'Peter B. Parker.' he understood who that belonged to,

He looked at the small photo frame in which tony was standing with Happy smiling and pointing at Piper who rolled her eyes, he assumed it was an old one of them. He looked around more and found small pieces of notes left behind from Pepper.. Some with 'Enough with the Coffee TONY!' and others just 'Tony you have a meeting and yes you are late.' one also had saying 'Happy we are missing Doritos.' He smiled at that..he remembered that nickname.

Then he could see a small transparent box with glasses which he recognized where Bruce's and he also saw some stickers on the refrigerator with time-tables and dates, but these didn't look like just for the meetings..heck this time-table didn't look like for one person.

It looked like it was for a family, with due check-ups, picnic hours, laundry day, chores day with everyone's name on each one.

His lips formed a smile which he didn't thought he was going to have today, he turned around and was met with a small batch of baked cookies with 'I know you liked them last time-May' note stuck on them.

Steve sighed.

He, after days, felt relaxed. Truly relaxed.

This place, this floor, wasn't for the tony he thought he knew, this home was for the tony he loved and admired.

His phone call was special but it didn't matter if tony didn't turn to him for help. No, Stark had a home and place of affection now.

This is when Captain America sighed and realized,

Tony stark never needed him.

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Slytherin things.

The Slytherin urge to use

Babe, Darling, Doll.

In a threatening tone.

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Death feels too tempting today.

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WATTPAD IS FUCKING WORKING AGAIN

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Writers Problems (2)

So what do I call them after taking their name gazillion times?

The other one?

The blond one?

The prettier of the two?

The sassy one?

The one who died thrice in last chapter?

WHAT!?!?!? DO!??! I CALL!?!? THEM!??!?

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Writer Problems. (1)

Sometimes I write a description so good that i sit there thinking.

Am I a good writer or

Am I just in love with this one?

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Maybe.

Maybe the world was meant something else to be,

Maybe we got what we wanted to see,

Maybe the sun isn't the fire of joy and glee,

Maybe it is a piece of heart burning in agony.

Maybe it was never silver beauty the moon was trying hold,

Maybe it was a grey revenge long gone cold.

Maybe the earth isn't site where life first crept,

Maybe its a dried stone drowning in the tears of someone dead.

Or

Maybe I'm a liar, or maybe it's the fire getting in my

head.

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The philosophy varies between our and older generation,

It will because the definition of education too differs.

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The series of unforgettable events. (part 1) (Percy Nico.)

A fairly short time ago, in a land unsettlingly close by, lived two sides of a coin. Both say justice yet both lay demise;

Everyone in the verse of this tale knew their identity, one good and one bad. The raven-haired always fought always trying to pull the other in a humiliating strand, yet no one knew that soon enough the game of right and wrong would twist into the tangled fair of affection.

The sync of their beating heart singing in the melody of the other, who knew that fate would play a wicked card and the enemies would turn into cheesy mates.

Today was just another day where the knight of the land ran through the woods finding the corrupt arse.

"Here! I found something!" said his second in command, Will Solace.

"What?" rolled off in a heavy Italian accent, from Nico's lips.

Will pointed at the trench marks created "looks a work of an animal." he whispered, "Maybe.." Nico trailed off looking around the marks, he started stepping away from the marks, slowly marking his footsteps and stopping abruptly at some distance near the bushes.

"What's wrong?" Will asked coming towards Nico. Who just raised his eyebrows, "he does this every time. fake marks to distract us."

"They aren't real?"

"I am pretty sure not-" suddenly something caught his eye, his steps just gravitated towards the tree, his fingers laced around the scratch on the trees. Then his eyes caught another one, scratched as something paced it, a force but not to cut the tree, but just a mistake while moving.

"What if they never carried the stolen carriot through land?" he whispered,

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it, months have been by and we never find them, we trace their marks and nothing! what if they don't go by the land, he always seeks ways to trick me what if this is one of them?" he said looking Will dead in the eye.

"So what do you mean? they flew...?" he joked making Cap Jack sparrow hands. But Nico didn't laugh, no he thought. That witty prick would do anything to trick him, "Maybe they did flew."

"Nico! have you lost your MIND!? Fly!?"

"I DON'T KNOW Soalce!" He yelled back. "I am pissed! OKAY!" to which the other just rolled his eyes.

"Alright what are you gonna tell the council huh. We can't find 'em, they flew! they will laugh at as Nico." will commented.

"Look we will go back and send a team back here to check for any more of these slashes on trees, might find a new route." he replied letting out a breath.

The two went back to the Porche and as Nico opened his door he looked at will in all seriousness. "And Soalce, It is Di Anglo for you. We are not on a first name bases."

"Yes..sir." Will quietly nodded and sat in.

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In not a far distance, two emarald eyes twincled, "He is oblivious." the man whispered.

"Who the officer slash superhero who you keep ogling?" Annabeth tapped his head with her cup.

"Dosen't even know that his second in command has a crush on him." he said back, his eyes looking back to sea green as the vision went away.

Annabeth just leaned forward and smirked to whisper, "Yeah he is the oblivious, it is not like someone else has a crush on him."

"HA! HIM!?!" percy just laughed. And annie just chuckled. "Wait why did you call him superhero?" he asked sitting back on his chair still looking out of the window towards the woods as if still trying to catch his glimpse.

"He is famous , your man is all over the news."

"annie stop with that." standing up he let out the fact that Annabeth was teasing him again about nico. He leaned forward, and asked shyly though.

"Wh..what news?" the other just smirked and threw the remote on his face, switching on the TV and leaving the study.

"Ow!" he turned to the TV when he heard the oddly familiar voice;

'The city remarks one more day of bravery, Officer Di Anglo here has successfully managed to find the missing children and added one more point in his court. How are you feeling.' the reporter points the mic towards the said officer.

'Well we were sure that we made a lot of progress last week and we were definite to find them today. Thankfully everything went according to the plan.' he said, but there was percy and his beating heart awaiting the man to look in the camera.

"Come on." he whispered, still waiting.

'Well you Officer are no less than a superhero for this city, but what about the Demigods? The gang, still giving you trouble.' percy smirked at the name.

But then his heart picked up pace when those brown eyes briefly met his. He looked away. A little afraid of his racing heart.

'No, no we will get a hold of them, actually made a little progress, yes we can't tell you much but we have a lead through the trees; that's all I am allowed to say.' he turned to the camera and smiled on his victory.

"You are no where even near Officer." Percy chuckled sipping his coffee.

He stepped back and switched the TV off.

"Annabeth! We gotta do something about the trees!" he yelled smirking.

"And then about this officer.." that part he whispered.

Somewhere near Nico also whispered, "I'll find you Jackson."

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Tell Your Story.

I have kept myself away from blade for quite some time.

but my sister keeps triggering it.

It is not that good here.

I hope it is better over there.

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ADHD problem (6)

Teacher: write it down.

Me: no can do when i have this *gestures to brain*

friend: just write the shit down.

Me: No no my precious pie, i'll remember it.

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ADHD: *sleep driven* you won't even remember it even after you wrote it down, dip shit.

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ADHD problem (5)

Others: Oh look I think she is very observant, i wonder what she is thinking.

ADHD procrastination: That is a ..........bug.

Others: might be something interesting and deep.

ADHD: That is a big black...bug.

Others: something poetic.

ADHD: Big Black Bug Buzzes.

Others: ........so deep and mature.

ADHD: big bee buzz buzz. hehe. NOICE.

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One-liners. (1)

And today the small girl finally did it, she who made pancakes for the old man in the wheelchair, she finally added poison to it.

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ADHD problem (4)

Me: Okay I have got my pen, my notes my book.

ADHD: *awakening* did someone say a pen...?

Me: Ready to study 2 chapters to go.

ADHD: *eyes twinching* ClIcKTy cLaCktY!

Me: Why can't I focus?

ADHD: CLICKTY CLACKTY!!!!!!!!!!

Me:...............................I bet its the subject that is boring.

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ADHD problems (3)

Me: *in exam* okay so the author uses a metaphor to hint a figure of nostalgia in--

ADHD: don't you think it is fascinating that one cube of REALLY cold! like SOLID cold! can turn the entire bottle of water cold!!!!! SO FACINATING! SO FaCiNaTiNg!!!!!!

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ADHD problems (2)

Person: Can you stop bouncing your leg?

Me: S-sorry.

ADHD me: HEY! My Bouncing is my Bouncing none of your bouncing! ! SO SHUT UP FUCKER!