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OOC:// I just wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone that has reached out the last few days to make sure I'm okay. I'm not really but I'm working on it. Just having a few dark days so I'm taking a little unplanned hiatus from actual replies.

I'm trying to do some replies but they aren't really coming right now. But I am lurking. While I watch The Resident and The Pitt. ( Feeling my medical RP juices flowing slightly. I have a NP Nic Nevin RP that is mostly retired. ) Feel free to message me here or ask for my discord.

[hightownquccn]

OOC:// I just wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone that has reached out the last few days to make sure I'm okay. I'm not really but I'm working on it. Just having a few dark days so I'm taking a little unplanned hiatus from actual replies.

I'm trying to do some replies but they aren't really coming right now. But I am lurking. While I watch The Resident and The Pitt. ( Feeling my medical RP juices flowing slightly. I have a NP Nic Nevin RP that is mostly retired. ) Feel free to message me here or ask for my discord.

[hightownquccn]

….

Know what’s fun? Being a fully grown adult and still being emotionally abused and screamed at by your parents EVERY DAY in a world where you work so hard to get out but you can’t afford to move out no matter what you do. So you have to suck it up and deal with it.

I feel like I am suffocating and I just don’t know what to do anymore. I even think about sticking up for myself and I am made to feel worthless.

They have never supported me in anything I have wanted to do. I’ve been told my whole life that I can’t do anything I want and that I’ll never be good enough. And I am just so tired of it.

So now that I’ve spent the morning getting screamed at to move things for the builders to work on the house that was hurricane damaged 4 months ago I have to go to work and I really don’t feel in the right headspace for it. I’ve only just started this job after a horrible time somewhere else that severely underpaid and used me for a year and a half.

I just want something nice.

Why is that too much to ask for?

[hightownquccn]

❝ I mean it. Every emotion, Dean,                     even the bad ones… it’s why I fell. It’s why— why I’d give anything not to have to go back. Anything. ❞

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OOC:// I am so bad at actually doing my replies when I say I am going to. I turned on Netflix for while I ate my dinner and now I can't stop watching Lucifer. I forgot how much I love this show. And now I'm just picturing Sharon having to deal with him and laughing so much. I blame @devilfced just for existing. Their blog is amazing and so are they. <3

[hightownquccn]

OOC:// Home from work so I'll be on the rest of the night. Had low muse the last day or so but I'm hoping to try and fix that. A lot was going on IRL.

Feel free to message me to plot or ask for my discord. :)

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OOC:// Feeling really ick right now…

Without going into too much detail, I just got propositioned by someone I know IRL on a dating app and it made me feel very uncomfortable. I’m going to have to work with them again soon and I don’t know what to do or really how to respond. I know what Sharon would do probably but this is IRL… :/

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OOC:// I have the day off and was going to try and work on replies but I had a late start. Running to the store for the house then I'll be back. I'll be mobile so feel free to message if you wanted to plot anything. :)

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'It's definitely documenting something.'

She watched his face as he tried to tell her what exactly had led to the situation they found themselves in and his rambling off topic as he went. He was flustered and she was finding it harder and harder not to laugh at his misfortune. Poor guy.

Her eyebrow arched at his 'why me' as if to say 'do you really have to ask?' Putting the controller on the floor between them she lifted her hand to grab his. He was going to get the dye in his eyes if he wasn't careful. "Oh, Cap," she said, mirroring the screen for a moment not entirely by accident but with more empathy than the previously heard lust in her voice. "If it helps they have it for almost all the Avengers."

She didn't tell him about Tony's real sex tape that was still floating out there. Knowing her cousin he might have told Steve gleefully just to embarrass him. "Celebrities are represented in all forms of social media. Including porn. I'm surprised you haven't stumbled upon this before when learning the internet." There was no way he hadn't googled himself. "There are kind of a lot of you. Especially since you came back." Not that she'd watched them...

Turning slightly she glanced at the screen. It seemed the Captain on the screen was done with his feast and getting ready to take the USO girl from behind. "Surprisingly this is pretty tame for you." She was pretty sure the porn industry had taken the idea of super soldier to an EXTREMELY dirty level. They were normally quite long too.

He barely managed to strangle back the quiet "why" he wanted to ask, tracking her entirely as he tried to avoid looking at the screen again. She was close enough to smell her shampoo, now, and that wasn't helping with the initial images he'd had flitting through his head a few moments ago.

Her words hadn't helped of course. If Bucky was here, he was pretty sure Bucky would've had something quick and smart to say on the subject, but Steve was pretty sure his tongue was about three sizes too big for his mouth right now.

Steve's face reddened at least another degree as she leaned to grab the remote, and he rather intently snapped his eyes up and away from her ass as though he needed any help with his already too tight pants. Dropping his attention to the remote as she presented it, he shook his head. "I thought it was a documentary!" His attempt to defend himself came out quickly and maybe a little bit desperate, and a sudden stream of thoughts with it.

"And why would anyone make something like this anyway? I thought--- I mean, not that there's anything wrong with porn or sex work, I understand, I'm not criticizing that, I just..." he trailed off after a long moment, before looking at her plaintively. "Why me?"

No, that was a dumb question and he knew it, and his hand immediately lifted to rub at his face, nearly smearing more dye in the process. "No I--" Tony would've had an entire speech for him about why him, Bucky would've just laughed his ass off at him, and he could imagine Nat's eyebrows slowly raising at him as though he was an idiot for not getting it. "I know why me, I just... can we please turn that off?" he asked after his thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by a high pitched squeal of "Oh Cap!!"

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She winced slightly on his behalf when she heard his head hit the cabinet. Ouch. Poor guy was definitely having a time of it. Dye was trailing down the sides of his face and he looked ready to throw himself into the first hole he could find. She could feel the embarrassment pouring out of him across the room. It was amusing to see him for once not all calm and collected. At a loss for words.

Her gaze followed his to the screen and she raised a brow. "Looks like you know how to show a girl a good time," she said, amused. She was tempted to add some more but the look on his face was just too much and she could only guess how hard he was finding things at the moment so she took pity on the golden man.

Pushing off the door-jam she strolled over to where he sat on the floor. Dropping down beside him she slid her arm under the cart and pulled out the remote. She held it up. "Do you need to finish?"

Very nearly cracking his head against the bottom of the liquor cabinet - and nudging it enough that glass bottles clinked against each other and left him carefully pressing his hands against it to keep it in place - he pulled himself out from beneath it at the sound of her voice, looking up at her, alert and red, with brown dye dripping slowly down his cheek and into his beard.

"I can explain!" he began, turning increasingly red as the entirely too loud wet noises of someone sucking a cock - presumably 'his' - filled the room. "The--- uh, the remote it's..." he gestured, still sitting on the floor and looking somewhere between sheepish, helpless, and waiting for the entire earth to swallow him up.

He couldn't help but take a brief glance up at the tv, wondering precisely how badly this situation looked.

Oh. Oh that wasn't sucking cock that was---

He looked away quickly, looking at Sharon, and immediately regretting it as his brain decided that transposing the image of 'him' eating out some girl should be put on her. His back straightened and he rested his hands flat on his thighs for a moment as he tried to tame that thought.

As if he hadn't already caused enough problems, how was he making this even more of a disaster?

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"Lost them somewhere around Cairo," she answered, taking another sip. She chose to ignore his blatant jab about Steve. Yep. He still was the same asshole she'd known all those months ago. Good to know some things didn't change. It was mildly comforting that she still kind of knew the guy that had betrayed her.

Turning slightly she looked him over, taking in any changes she could find. He mostly looked the same physically. He looked comfortable in their current surroundings. Still dangerously fit and coiled to strike at any time without a moments notice. Definitely still following his training. Same hazel eyes watching her. She took another sip. Same jaw she could cut herself on. Not bad, Madripoor doctors. They'd saved his pretty face. "Hope you tipped," she joked as he grinned at her.

She watched as he ordered another for himself, swirling her drink around in her glass. Life on the run was definitely not all it was cracked up to be in those spy movies. She'd known better, but it hadn't made it any easier. "Still think I'm going to sleep with an eye open." And a gun under her pillow. Possibly a knife strapped to her thigh. Madripoor was still new. She didn't think there was anyone she could trust yet if ever. But at least she would be anonymous now in the streets. Safe from being extradited, though to be fair she didn't think anyone really cared enough to track her down. Lost in the shuffle.

"And who are you?" she asked him as if trying to find out the time. Her eyes met his again. "Clearly you don't work for Hydra anymore. What, wasn't really all that you imagined?" 'Are you free now?' was the unspoken question.

Just as he thought, Sharon slid onto the stool next to him and Brock could only smirk around the rim of his glass. Still bold and confident as ever. It's what attracted him to her the most. She knew her worth. She didn't throw herself at him like the other women at SHIELD had done. Sharon fucking Carter had made it a challenge for him and he loved that. He thrived for the chase to get in her bed and once he did, all he wanted was to do it again. It felt ironic that she was now the one chasing him.

“Damn, baby doll, where did your manners go? I have a drink sitting here, waiting and ready to go for you and I don’t even get a thank you? Rogers must have really worked you over.” Brock couldn’t help but give the obvious wound a little poke. Just for good measure. She poked fun at his face after all. Having a building dropped on you wasn’t the same as getting burned by your latest boy toy in his book.

“It was half my face, thank you very much. You’d be surprised what these Madripoor doctors can do with a shit ton of money as motivation. Far better than anyone back in the states and worth every damn penny, don’t you think?” He flashed her a shit eating grin before taking finishing off the last of his drink and setting down the empty glass closer to the inside of the bar. He motioned to the bartender for a refill and turned his attention back to her.

“How’s life on the run? Not so glamorous having to keep looking over your shoulder, is it? You can relax. No one gives a fuck who you are in Madripoor.”

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domestic sweetness!!!! getting groceries together, buying home decor together??? making traditions??? cooking dinner while badly singing along to the radio??? making each other breakfast in bed??? leaving notes around the house for each other??? i’m so soft,,,,

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OOC:// Home from work and I had my dinner but now I am suffering from a KILLER headache and backache. I just want to start bawling. It hurts so bad. Someone make it stop. :( Took some medicine but we're out of what normally works for me so I am sad.

Someone please distract me.

[hightownquccn]

OOC:// Heading to work for a few hours but I’ll be around after. I’m mobile but will be slow to reply. :) Discord is available upon request.

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OOC:// I should not be awake right now ( UGHHHHH ) but we're having workers come in to fix the ceiling finally today (hurricane damage from about 4 months ago; we only got our roof fixed last week). I have a small shift at work later but otherwise I'm mostly here for the day.