#leaf me alone im bushed

[bre4kfastking]

What pun is he laughing at?

[cozymochi]

do you think this will be how Sebek infiltrates the freshman gang

Ko-fi

[geck0tech0]

I've decided to close my inbox 😓 too many scammers trying to get me to reblog or dono to their fake GoFundMe.

[thatssroughbuddy]

Part 1 here :) there’s soooo many gems but here’s some of the most popular write ins from part 1!

[gilyoungroach]

(screenshot because im dumb lols thank u smmm @soulreapin )

Keith hated missions on humid planets. Especially ones with environments similar to that of Earth's jungles. Sure, he lived in the desert for most of his life, but the desert air was light and dry on most days. Jungles on the other hand were sweaty and moist, the atmosphere weighing heavier than he could bear.

He extended his bayard towards a bush of foliage as he heard a loud groan behind him. It was obvious who it was as he was alone with the last person he'd ever want to be trapped in a moist forest doing physical labor along side.

"I'm dying over hereeee!" The paladin moaned as he dragged his feet through overgrown roots.

Keith snarled in his direction, "We have no choice Lance, just get over it." He felt the same way as the boy, the thick atmosphere really getting to him and pulling at his last strands of patience.

"Keith why can't we go back and play it off as if we came up short!"

"Because this is a mission. Now, help me cut through these damn bushes."

Keith turned back towards the plants that were oozing strange goo more and more with each swipe of his blade. He could pick up small mutterings from behind him--most likely Lance mocking him.

Shoving his arm under a large leaf, parting it to the side he took a step forward but paused when he heard Lance take in a large breath.

"Shiro said to keep our armor on." He reminded sternly, turning to look back at the blue paladin.

Lance groaned as he dropped his helmet to his side, arms resting on his hips. "Can't you give me a break? I'm suffocating in this thing!"

Keith furrowed his brows at how disobedient Lance was being. He could ruin the entire mission with how selfishly reckless he was acting. It wasn't like he was the only one dying. All of the paladins were parted throughout the alien jungle, searching for a strange mineral that the citizens swore was enchanted.

"That's too bad. Put it back on bef-" His scolding was interrupted by a loud yelp.

Lance clapped his gloved hand on the back of his neck as he dropped down to his knees, bayard falling to the floor as well.

"Lance! You idiot what's wrong!?" Keith moved away from the plant he was stabbing, kneeling to Lance's side. The boy had he head dropped down as he groaned.

"I- I don't...something bit.."

Keith resisted the urge to slap himself in the face in annoyance, overwhelmed by concern for the fallen paladin.

"Shiro! Lance was bit by something get over here!" He spoke into the coms, voice filled with worry.

It took a few moments before Shiro's voice buzzed back. "That child..I told you guys to keep your armor on! I'm on my way over with Pidge."

Keith grabbed Lance by his shoulders. "The others are coming. Does it hurt?" The boy didn't respond so he continued, "Lance!" He shook his body.

"Quit shaking me.." Lance looked up at his worried face. "I'm.."

Lance's eyes went from slack to splaying as wide as physically possible. There was a purple trace to his dark brown eyes. Keith waited for him to continue speaking but he just stared as if Keith's face was the only thing left in the world.

"Lance?" Keith spoke, "Are you there?"

Lance visibly gulped as he raised a hand to Keith's face. He wanted to shift away but something in his chest kept him grounded.

"Keith.."

"Lance?"

Lance leaned forward as he let out raspily, "I wanna kiss you." His eyes flitted down to Keith's lips.

Keith's eyebrows shot to his hairline, now painfully aware of their lack of proximity and Lance's burning palm on his cheek. The boy's proclamation left him speechless, and yet he didn't pull away, as if he had been waiting for this moment for his entire life.

He knew deep down he would have swapped spit with Lance at that moment, in the humid alien jungle. He would have thrown his helmet off completely disregarding the possible dangers; He would have done it if it wasn't for the sudden voices from the other paladins' interruption.

"Keith! Lance!" Shiro's voice rang from behind them, and Keith shoved the suddenly love stricken boy away with a careless amount of force.

"What's wrong with Lance?" Pidges question directed all of the paladins' gaze towards the boy who was sprawled out on the floor.

"I don't know.." Keith answered, the blush conquering his face hidden by his helmet.

Shiro squatted down by Lance, lifting him up by the shoulders. "Where was he bitten?" He asked, not looking away from Lance.

Lance on the other hand, was staring at Keith. Their eyes meeting the moment he sat up.

"Earth to Keith..." Pidge spoke, waving her hand in front of his face.

"Oh, he had his hand covering the left side of his neck."

Shiro nodded, investigating the bite. It was a glowing purple, a concerning color for a wound as it could be the sign of a strange alien venom. "We should get him to the castle. Maybe Coran knows what it is." He said as he lifted Lance up, arm over his shoulder.

Lance, ignoring Shiro's aid, threw himself towards Keith like a damsel in distress. All of the paladins had the same reaction--utter confusion.

"Okay, what the fuck?" Pidge spoke first as she watched Lance basically koala himself onto the brooding teen.

Keith sputtered out a response as he held Lance in his arms. "I don't know he's been acting like this since he got bit.." As if Lance acting like this wasn't enough, him acting like this in front of all of their friends.

After many unsuccessful attempts at prying Lance off of Keith, many of which almost ended in someone getting bit, they decided it was best to leave Lance draped over him.

They walked back in silence--well almost silence, because the entire treck back to the castle consisted in Lance whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

"You're skin is so pretty I wanna bite it.."

"Thanks." Keith coughed out.

"I wanna hold your hands, I love your hands they're so large and your fingers are so long..I wanna see them-"

"Lance." Keith sputtered, face growing hotter with each comment.

Pidge stared back at them in disgust and a twinge of the urge to puke everywhere. "What kind of bug even does this?"

--

"It's a love bug!' Coran spoke enthusiastically.

The paladins were sitting at a table waiting for Coran's deduction--most at least. Lance sat in Keith's lap, arms slung desperately over his shoulders. They had left their armor in their hangers, so Keith's red face was left mercilessly on show.

Shiro eyed him with pity, "How long until the effects wear off?"

"That my dear paladins, I cannot answer."

"Why not!?" Keith spat out, his heart rushing faster at the idea of Lance being in love with him for an unknown amount of time, even more so because he had found himself almost liking the new affection.

"Yea! Why not!?" Lance yelled as well, most likely not understanding at all but following whatever Keith had said.

Coran sighed, "The Love Bug changes from plantary system to planatary system, there's no rhyme or reason behind their attributes. We'll unfortunately have to wait."

"So we're waiting until bite to wears off or until Keith dies of embrassment?" Pidge joked, "My votes are on Keith's early demise."

She glanced at Hunk, waiting for him to join in on the lighthearted poking, but instead, his eyes were focused on the blue paladin that was struck by an alien's cupid arrow. His face was cringing painfully with each move Lance made on Keith, as if a guilt was punching him in the gut.

Lance reached a hand up to Keith's jaw, pushing it to face him. "Where are you looking? I'm over here handsome." He purred with a smirked.

Keith felt like puking, not because he was disgusted but because Lance's entire being, every gesture, every love struck smirk, every dilation of his pupil once Keith made eye contact with him, was causing his stomach to flip and flood with butterflies.

"Lance you-"

The love struck boy suddenly craned his face up, landing a huge smooch on Keith's chin, and then another on his cheek.

If smoke could physically burst from his ears, it would have with how much heat Keith's face was producing. His brain spun uselessly as he let Lance pepper more and more small kisses on his face and neck.

"Lance!" Shiro yelled, pushing up from his chair. Pidge started dying with laughter, and to her left, Hunk let out the loudest, stressfilled sigh a human could possibly produce.

--

Quarantine hadn't boded well. They had all mutually agreed to lock Lance in his room until the bug's venom left his system, but it resulted in him wailing for Keith as he pounded and clawed at his bedroom door. It would have been cruel to leave him alone any longer, and with Keith's consent, he was let free.

But Keith was gravely reconsidering the decision as the moment he was out, he latched onto his arm, whispering drunk words once again.

Keith retreated to the training area. He couldn't stand the other paladins watching Lance act like an idiot, especially when Keith was the victim of his idiocy.

"I want to touch you again, please." He begged from his spot on the training deck floor. Keith had forced him to sit down a few hours ago as he set up.

Keith almost got stabbed in the stomach, completely thrown off guard by Lance's pleas. "Lance you can't say that when I'm training. You can't say that ever!" He snarled as he sliced into the metallic abdomin of the training bot, it decomposed into a hologram as the castle announced the next stage.

"But I love you!"

The robots acended from the floor as Keith held his sword firmly, his grip tightening til his fingers turned white. "Lance. Shut up."

"I can't help the way I feel!"

'Yea, because of that damn poison,' he thought in response, charging at the attack simulation.

"Please I just wanna feel your lips on mine! I wanna hold your hand, and hug your waist until the end of time! I wanna-"

"Lance." Keith spoke with ragged breaths, his face covered with an embarrassing red, "Please, shut up."

The castles automated voice silenced Lance's light footsteps, Keith hadn't even realized Lance was walking towards him until he felt warm lips on the back of his neck, revealed by his tied up hair.

A strange concoction of mirth and anxiety shivered up his spine as he spun around to face Lance. "You- I- Stop doing that!" He cupped the back of his sweaty neck that was tingling from Lance's touch.

--

The night didn't go well either. Once again, putting Lance in his room caused a tantrum and destruction so alternatively, Keith let him spend the night it his room.

Another decision that he regretted as the monent he slipped into bed, Lance jumped in with him, arms circling his waist. "Lance, I told you to sleep on the floor."

"How can I sleep so far away from you? It physically wounds me to be apart when you're within my reach."

"..Whatever." He huffed out, shoving his blushing face into his pillow.

Lance pulled their bodies closer together, shoving his face into Keith's slightly damp hair. (He had also asked to take a shower together, but Keith fervently refused the offer) His arms enclosed him, hands teasing the hem of his shirt. Keith felt a scream bubble in his throat but he swallowed it down.

"Sweet dreams my samurai.." Lance spoke with a soft voice as he put his lips on his shoulder one final time before passing out.

Keith, on the other hand, remained awake the entire night, staring at his dark wall until his eyes unfocused. Consciously aware of every movement the boy behind him was making, every breath that hit his nape, every sleeping nuzzle into his hair.

How could he sleep when a man he apparently is criminally attracted to was glued to his back?

The morning came both too soon and took way too long to approach. Keith's eyes throbbed from the lack of sleep, but all the pain went numb when he heard a small grunt from behind him. Lance rose from the bed, rubbing his eyes.

"What..." He slowly grumbled out, his voice a thousand octives deeper from drowsiness. His hands slowly came down from rubbing his face as he eyes shot open, head craning painfully slowly to Keith. "I-"

Keith shoved him off the bed, face red as a tomato. He winced when he heard a loud thump as Lance made contact with the floor.

"Ugh....Keith! What the hell man!?"

He was obviously back to normal.

"Why am I-" He was about to ask but suddenly interrupted himself, "Oh my god..."

Keith watched his slow approach to realization from atop his bed. His face grew even redder as the boy came to remember his mistakes from the past day.

"Keith, oh my god..." Lance's face was matching pigment of blood rushing red, his hands coming up to cover his features. "Fuck oh my god I'm- I'm so sorry."

Keith didn't know how to react. Cry? Laugh? Punch him in the face? All of the above?

Lance stood to his feet as he started pacing around the small room. "Shit. Fuck. Jesus.."

If Shiro was in the room he would have told him to watch his language, but he wasn't. It was just Keith and Lance, alone, left to deal with the aftermath of a strange love potion.

"I don't know what came over me, I just saw you and felt all of my urges lose rationality, the need to hold you, kiss you, touch you, they just exploded! Fuck I didn't mean to, I know you wanted none of that I'm so sorry. You can punch me if you want, actually you don't even need to I'll just eject myself into space-"

"Lance. It's...It's okay." Keith interrupted his spiraling rant, "I didn't...I didn't even hate it...that much.." He admitted, hiding his face with his gloved hand.

"You- I-"

"I'm saying I like you idiot. If anyone should be sorry it's me. I- I took advantage of you when you couldn't even control yourself..." Keith replied, ashamed of his actions.

Lance walked towards him, caging him between his arms as he pointed a long finger back and forth between them. "You. Me. You-"

"I'm sorry.."

Lance laughed, eyes scarily wide open as he tugged on Keith's shirt, connecting their lips together, "I- Fuck I like you too.."

Keith let out a laugh in utter disbelief. "What?"

"I've liked you since I saw that shitty mullet at the Garrison." He laughed again, physically on cloud nine.

"Kiss me again, do it before I throw you." Keith grinned, and before he could continue Lance tackled him, lips crashing into eachother.

The End byebye

>3<

[bisexuallsokka]

LEAF ME ALONE. IM BUSHED

[m1d-45]

(i wanted to do one last one im sorry (/_;))

Dear Razor,

I hope this finds you well in the lands of Wolvendom. How have you been, dear? And how is Bennett? Not in any more cuts and bruises, I hope.

I know you always take care of Bennett whenever you adventure together but don't forget to take care of yourself, too! Both of you are like little brothers to me and I would hate to see you two injured. We are lupical, as you would always say.

I will return to Mondstadt soon, rest assured bringing gifts of course. Until then, I wish you bountiful hunts for you and the rest of your lupical. Can't wait to see you soon, dear. And pass this along to Bennett will you?

signed,

avo

(A tiny keychain crocheted version of him and Bennett lay inside the letter. Along with a small illustration of you and him)

(I love Razor sm btw. He's best boy and I will protect him at all costs)

razor sat among his pack, absentmindedly picking leaves or shedding pieces of fur from their coats whenever he got bored. night watch was quiet, peaceful, an easy time to think when opposed to the busy bustle of daytime. though it wasn’t good for him to take every watch, he did volunteer for them more often than the other wolves.

the night was calm, the trees thin enough to allow enough light through that he could see, but thick enough that no enemies should see him sitting up in the cave. occasionally a wind would sweep through, a chill creeping up his arms, but he would simply sink them into whoever’s fur was closest and wait for the wind to pass. it always did, even in mondstat.

razor stood up, carefully picking his way out of the cave. at the mouth, he stretched, feeling his gloves brush the stone at the top. one downside of night watch was the tension that came with constantly being on alert. it was a necessary evil, as a sleeping pack was a vulnerable one, and he was always sure to rid of any excess. the last thing he needed was a cramp or a strained muscle when an enemy-

leaves rustled, and he barely had to think before reaching for his claymore, already on the handle and ready to pull.

the bushes were still. it could be a squirrel, or a bird. something harmless. small. it was rare, but it had happened before, and that detail alone kept him from waking the others.

when the intruder appeared, it was not a clear threat. but, it was no squirrel either. it came from above, a second sun falling from the branches in slow motion. it spun in midair as he watched, ridding itself of the leaf that had landed on top of it.

razor hesitated. did he call it? it… seemed harmless, drifting towards him at a lazy pace. the wind picked up, from the star towards him, carrying a familiar smell. so it was from someone he knew…

carefully, he let the ball fall into his cupped hands, looking up at where it came from. the leaves would occasionally part, but he didn’t see anybody or anything up there. just the night sky, with a few falling stars streaking across the thin patches he could see.

stars…

he looked back down at his hands, but the ‘star’ was gone. two small doll-like plushes rested in his hands, attached to hooks and laying on a bed of paper, with lettering for sheets. the figures looked familiar, but he quickly turned his attention to the words themselves.

your letter wasn’t long, but with the amount of times he reread it it might have been. he knew you—just because he lived with the wolves didn’t mean he wasn’t aware of the one who made them, boreas would have his hide otherwise—but not why you would send him a letter. he did not need your writing to know he was one of your favored. he did not need a star to tell him he was cared for. you had done that on your own, with your kind words when bringing him and bennett on your journey, when you blessed him with claws of iron and teeth of thunder.

still, he held your gifts close, smiling slightly at your drawing. maybe, you would come visit him in wolvendom, and his lupical would be complete.

[luna-is-lost]

UnderWelcomed

PART NINE

Sans POV:

This isn’t… no… He can’t… why? Undyne grunts painfully besides me as she try’s to escape. “they don’t do damage if you don’t move.” My voice sound strange… Like the despair and emptiness my voice takes when Papyrus offers the genocidal human a hug. Papyrus… why? “why…..?” “Speak Up, Monster!” Kinda rude... Not that its my right to judge. “Why Papyrus!“ It's not fair... He was nothing but kind. The human rolls his eyes. “General! Take care the trespassing monsters!“ The cruel human glares as he speaks to Papyrus. “Y-Yes, Sir.“ His voice is quieter, colder, sadder, and empty... His eyes too, so empty, alone... Scared... Tears prick at my eye sockets. Papyrus steps closer. Closer. Closer... Now standing in front of me is my brother. Looking lost, like he’s trying to convince himself he can do something. A terrible scar covers from his mouth to his cheekbone. His smile is gone... Tears stream freely now as I scream. “What Did You Do To Him!“ I can feel my eye lights flicker out. Papyrus flinches backwards, his magic cuts out for a second. Enough time for ’Dyne and I to escape the prison of blue bones. She immediently begins to attack the human guards around us, but I teleport a bit farther into the forest to attack the dogs and humans from behind. Papyrus watches shocked for a moment. Unsure of what to do against Undyne and I. Honestly, I can't blame him either. I would be confused if this was happening to me. I summon a few blasters and attack quickly. 4 human souls shatter. Undyne shoots a ton of spears. 3 more. The commanding human yells at Papyrus for not doing anything. Papyrus begins to attack. However, I remain unseen... I really don't wanna battle my baby bro. I watch the last of the dogs run off in fear. There’s only Undyne, The rude human, Papyrus, and I left. As I ’leaf’, heh, the bushes and trees I see Undyne and Papyrus battle it out. “Paps! Stop it!“ Undyne yells as Papyrus doges another spear. “Your not like this, you... You Traitor!“ Papyrus freezes for just a second... in shock? I fully step into the clearing. Undyne hurls a spear, aiming for his head! “undyne! don't!“ No... I- I can't lose him! “Undy-!“ Papyrus catches the spear. I hear footsteps behind me. I dodge. That rude human... Almost dusted me... “huh... nice knife...“ He looks annoyed and irritable, before his face takes a cruel smile. “ it’s good for cuttin’ bone, heh, just ask ’im.“ He points to my brother... That awful scar on his face... WAS FROM HIM! “ y o u p h y c o p a t h�� My eye lights are gone, my voice eerie and deep was I step closer. I turn his soul blue and fling him into the ground and trees. He cries out for my brother. Papyrus throws Undyne’s spear at my feet. Only missing me by a centimeter. Enough of a distraction for me to ’accidentally’ slam the man into the floor and stop wasting my magic on him. “S-Sir?“ Papyrus asks as he blue heart’s Undyne, before running over the the terrible human. He helps the human up and heals him. Still to kind for his own good... Least Paps hasn’t lost that. I chuckle to myself... Than I can't hold it anymore. I drop my head low and cry. I yell... The humans messed up Papyrus’s life again... I don't care what happens to me anymore... Why him though... I clench my hands into fists. The tears won't stop... The world has gone silent under my agony... I hear soft foot steps. I open my eyes to see my half emotionless brother in front of me... He reaches a hand towards me. I only let silent tears fall. Undyne is fighting the man Papyrus calls ’Sir’ in the background. He uses his gloves to wipe the tears off my skull. I can only stand wide eyed and shocked... “bro?“ He gives me a small smile, before kneeling down and hugging me. He gives the best hugs... His shoulders shake as I return the hug. “Y-Your My Brother... right?“ “y-yeah, paps...“ “You Came Back For Me!“ He says and hugs me tighter. “The Humans Said No One Would Come!.... Thank you....“ He sniffles. If I had an heart I think it would’ve shattered when he cried harder. It sounded agonizing. I could catch the muffled apologies in there too.

Papyrus POV:

There was someone waiting after all. It was my brother... I can't think of his name right now. Or actually... What was I doing last week?... I take a deep breath... It will be better after I go home and eat... Actually, food dosen’t sound good right now...Where is home? I'm really tired... My body hurts too. I have to use my brother’s shoulder to stand up. The blue monster... UNDYNE! THAT'S UNDYNE! She won... I'm free. A tears falls from my face. “D-Do I Get To Go Home S-Sans?” I guess the other skeleton’s name and his eye sockets fill with tears. “yeah… let’s go, bro.” I simply try to smile. I fail though, it still hurts. “HEY, Don’t get sappy yet, we haven’t even left the base!“ Undyne yells as she runs closer to me. “BUT! Get over here you numbskull! I MISSED YOU!“ “Don’t noggie the skeleton!“ My voice sounds different to them, I’ve noticed... They keep looking worried when I speak. “When did you get so... Not like you?“ She asks. “What Do You Mean?“ “Never mind.“ She says, seemingly embarrassed as she scratch's the back of her neck. “let's get out of here. before more humans show up with ’a bone to pick with us’. “ My brother says. I let out a somewhat quiet sigh of annoyance and begin walking to where Undyne and Sans lead me...

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CHAPTER 10 TOMORROW....

[doodlinge]

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay

i only have 5 words for you. LEAF ME ALONE IM BUSHED

(please don’t try and click on this link! it might take ur ip address or ur info or whatever and i wouldn’t trust it)

[jockvillagersonly]

I’ve been thinking about the miracle of friendship and my Zukka university!AU so, for your consideration, how Zuko and Toph became friends:

Picture this: Junior year. Zuko is fresh off realizing that he gets to decide what he wants his life to be — not his dad, not Azula. Him.

Zuko goes full fuck it - cuts ties to his family, gets a job at his uncle’s tea shop, switches his major from business (boo!) to theater (woo!)

Downside: despite being a junior, he has to take a bunch of intro-level seminars to fill the preliminary requirements for his new major ☹️

It’s in one of these classes that he meets our lord and savior, mothercrusher Toph Beifong

Zuko is sitting alone in the back zoning out, chewing on his pencil, being dark & broody (duh) when someone small and compact sits directly next to him & pokes him in the face??

We are talking strong this scene energy:

Small & Compact immediately leans in, sniffs, and then sits back with visible disappointment, all damn, you don’t smell bad. So what’s the reason people avoid this row like you’re a walking plague?

Zuko doesn’t answer beyond making his eyebrows Extra Angry 😡 and shooting her his patented “I Listened to a Lot of Mayday Parade in Middle School” glare.

It has approximately no effect because, as Zuko is just now realizing, the weird small freshman is blind and cannot see his glare (which is honestly her loss, he has practiced it in the mirror and it’s a powerful look — )

ANYWAY small freshman leans back in conspiratorially and asks is it cuz you killed someone? I’m not a narc...you can trust me.

Zuko snaps out prove it, pokey before his brain catches up to his mouth and he flushes

But Toph just smirks: sounds like something the feds would say, sparky. Who’s the real narc here, huh? Dumbass.

Obviously this is the start of a beautiful friendship. They sit together every class and talk shit about everyone

(Zuko eventually asks why she sat next to him the first time, and Toph is like I’m blind, and even I can tell that no one sits near you... people keep trying to help me walk up stairs and shit, I wanted to learn your secret for scaring people away)

Zuko recommends using the elevator instead; Toph punches him

Zuko thinks he has a Friend™️?

(And like obviously beyond mutual shit talk, they become friends because they understand each other. They both have fucked-up, dysfunctional, wealthy families, and they’ve both spent life not being seen for who they really are)

[help-i-need-a-cool-username]

To this day i still finish every "leave me alone" with a mental "im bushed" so thanks Zuko its been over 10 years

[queenboimler]

"if the results are written down, it counts as science" i say to myself as i test different strains of cannabis and pass it off as research for my dispensary job

[whatareheartsfor]

once again I’m back on my catradora bullshit

[eerna]

BotW was my first traditional game so it simultaneously exposed me to a whole new world by showing me I can enjoy video games, but it also ruined them for me bc I don’t think I’ll ever feel that way about another game again :III

[wakingstarstuff]

ok hear me out: Florence covering NFWMB, Work Song, It Will Come Back, Arsonist’s Lullaby, and/or The Love Of

OR

Hozier covering Mother, Never Let Me Go, Too Much Is Never Enough, Big God, and/or Ship to Wreck

OR

they choose to obliterate me with a 4-hour collab album, a companion story arc conveyed over multiple music videos that harkens to Irish mythology and Wicca, a making-of-the-album documentary (series?) that covers the collab process from album conception and lyrics to the companion narrative and concert arrangements, and possibly even a companion graphic novel? Or book of poetry again? idk ok I just really really need these two to make music together I know they’re shy ok but like we need this?? we need the serotonin, dopamine and I’m so sure this collab would be just straight up heroine injected directly to the brain

[mangoku]

Me too, Bucky. Me too