#which is. my only problem with bringing them back

[helaintoloki]

Back to You

pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

warnings: mild language, pining, fluff

notes: my bucky and yelena brain rot is off the charts which is how this came about

summary: Yelena’s interest in y/n forces Bucky to confront his feelings for her as the Thunderbolts take refuge in her home

“I can’t thank you enough for this.”

“Well, this is definitely more interesting than whatever I had planned today,” you respond jokingly as you finish stitching closed the gash on Bucky’s pectoral. “I will say, if I knew I’d be having company I probably would have tidied up a bit around here.”

Both yours and Bucky’s gazes turn to the group of beaten down misfits that occupy your living room at the mention of company. The amount of people taking refuge in your home made it appear almost comically small, but you weren’t exactly new to having to take care of super heroes- or in this case antiheroes- on a whim like this.

Before Thanos and the Blip, you had been a good friend of Steve’s. As his neighbor across the hall who also happened to be a nurse, he tended to treat your apartment like his own personal health clinic after a particularly grueling day of protecting the city. You welcomed him in without question of course, and after some time he had begun bringing friends in need of patch jobs with him. This was how you met Sam and Natasha, and eventually Bucky. You were enthralled by the turmoil swimming in his eyes and his reserved nature, and your gentleness and willingness to help a total stranger like him with no reservation had stuck with Bucky forever.

You lost touch with them all after the Sokovia Accords debacle and being turned into dust for five years, but once the work of the infinity stones had been reversed and you were able to attempt a life at normalcy, Bucky and Sam had returned right back to your doorstep.

In the years that passed, you and Bucky had been able to form a close friendship. It didn’t happen without growing pains throughout the process of course, and it took time for the super soldier to open himself up to you so intimately, but you’d been able to reach a point where Bucky could come to you for anything and vice versa. So when he’d called five minutes before his arrival asking to seek shelter in your modest home, you immediately agreed without question.

“Alright, you’re good to go,” you inform him after smoothing out the bandage on his chest. Looking out to the rest of the group, you hold up your first aid kit and ask, “Anyone else need some TLC?”

You’re met with silence to which Bucky offers you a comforting pat on the shoulder before hopping off of your counter. The group looks more exhausted and defeated than anything, and he convinces you they’ll probably be fine.

“Well, in the meantime, would anyone like breakfast? I think I have some pancake mix around here somewhere,” you murmur absently, and this gets some heads to finally turn.

“Pancakes… would be nice,” Yelena offers with pursed lips and a shrug, trying to be inconspicuous as she obviously snoops through your things.

“Do you have eggs?” John voices tiredly. “I could really go for some scrambled eggs.”

“Eggs and pancakes… anything else?”

“I cannot have eggs without bacon,” Alexei notes thoughtfully only for Bucky to roll his eyes.

“You don’t have to cook all of that,” he tries to assure you only for you to shake your head in response.

“It’s really no problem, I’m just glad I went grocery shopping yesterday.”

You give Bucky a reassuring smile before disappearing into the kitchen, allowing him the chance to finally walk over and snatch the frame Yelena had been scrutinizing behind your back from her grasp.

“What are you doing?” He retorts in annoyance before setting it back down on the shelf. “We’re guests here, you can’t just touch all of her stuff.”

“She has a photo of my sister,” the blonde rebuffs defensively, “I have a right to touch it. Why does she have it?”

“Before she was my friend, she was Steve’s friend. He introduced her to Natasha, and they became friends too. Good friends.”

“Hmm,” she replies thoughtfully, finally easing up a bit as she takes in the information. “If Natasha considered her a friend, then I will too.”

“Yeah, I think she’s good on friends right now,” Bucky scoffs. Yelena raises a brow at his annoyance before a coy smile begins to form on her lips.

“Are you threatened by me, Barnes?” She prompts with a laugh, only doubling down when she notices the aggravated tick of his jaw. “Because it’s okay if you are, I understand. I mean, she is a beautiful woman, and I can see how much you love her-“

“Hold on a minute, what are you talking about?”

“Surely you cannot be this stupid,” Yelena affirms with a teasing smile that soon falls at Bucky’s flustered demeanor. “Or maybe you are.”

“I don’t love y/n,” Bucky says defensively, voice hushed to avoid any prying ears from listening to their conversation. “She’s just a good friend.”

“Well, if she’s just a good friend then you won’t mind if I go talk to her and tell her how much I love what she’s done with this place,” Yelena states plainly with a mischievous smile as she makes her way towards the kitchen only to be stopped by Bucky grabbing onto her arm.

“Don’t,” he warns with a scowl. From his spot on the couch, Alexei laughs.

“You are smart to stop her, Barnes,” he notes proudly, “my Yelena is quite the lady killer.”

“What’s the harm, Barnes? You obviously do not want to date this beautiful woman who has opened her home to us, so why can’t I?”

“If I admit I love her will you stop?” Bucky begs despite the clear aggravation in his tone. With her hands raised in surrender and lips pulled into a small frown, Yelena suspends her march towards the kitchen once Bucky finally relinquishes his hold on her arm. “Thank you.”

“Life is short, James. Do not let her sit and wait for you forever.”

Bucky lets out a long exhale through his nose at her words, and despite how much she annoys him, he knows she’s right. Bucky loves you and has always held a deep sense of admiration for the selfless woman who had taken him and Steve in without question despite the fact that it would get her into trouble with the government. You were one of the first to show him genuine kindness after spending years under Hydra’s thumb, and he’d never be able to forget that. You are his light in darkness, his saving grace, his confidant, and that’s why he’s so hesitant to fully bring you into his world by asking you to be his partner. Being friends keeps you at an arm’s length from the dangers of his life, but being the one he comes home to after a high stakes mission puts you in a whole new light to his enemies, and he’s not sure if he’s ready to put you through that just yet.

“Breakfast is on the table!” You call out from the kitchen, and Bucky watches with a wry grin as every person in the living room moves their aching bodies hastily into the dining room to get a chance at scoring some of your pancakes. You meet him shortly after and present him his own plate of pancakes, eggs and bacon to enjoy in peace away from the rest.

“You look like you have a lot on your mind so I figured you’d want to eat out here,” you explain with a careful smile before joining him on the couch. “You gonna be okay?”

“I don’t know if these guys are up for this,” he admits almost dejectedly, casting a glance towards the dining room where the Thunderbolts sit loudly bickering over the syrup bottle.

“Hey, as long as they have you there with them, I think they’ll be okay,” you comfort reassuringly, reaching forward to give his arm a tender squeeze.

“I really doubt that, but thanks,” Bucky responds with a weak chuckle, “you keep me sane.”

“It’s my speciality.”

A comfortable silence washes over you then as you meet each other’s tender gazes and enjoy the rare moment of peace shared between you both. Bucky longs to just pull you into his arms and hold you, but he resists and instead returns to enjoying his breakfast.

“We’ll be out of your hair as soon as they’re done eating,” Bucky reassures you only for you to give him an indifferent shrug.

“That’s fine, but can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“Are you ever going to kiss me?” You prompt with an innocent smile, catching poor Bucky off guard as he momentarily chokes on his pancakes.

“What?” He splutters, fist thumping on his chest to help the food go down.

“I mean, maybe I’m reading it all wrong, but I feel like sometimes you look at me like you want to kiss me,” you explain simply, “and I wouldn’t mind if you did.”

“That obvious, huh?” He sighs with a bashful smile before setting his plate down on the coffee table.

“Yeah, well, that and also Yelena might have told me something on her way to the dining room,” you offer with an apologetic laugh.

“Oh, god, what did she say?”

“Something along the lines of if you never man up and decide to tell me how you feel that I should give her a call.”

“She’s a pain in my ass,” he grumbles irately, but his tone softens as he looks to you in remorse and continues, “but she’s right. You deserve to know how I feel about you.”

Smiling, you move closer to the super soldier so that you can curl into his side and rest your head upon his chest. His arms immediately come to wrap around your figure as he kisses the crown of your head, prompting you to let out a content sigh.

“We can figure out all the details when you get back from saving the world,” you assure him, “but just know that I love you, and I’ll be here waiting for you to come home.”

“Home,” Bucky sighs wistfully, already mourning your time together as he thinks about having to leave you behind. “I can promise you this- nothing is going to stop me from coming back to you.”

You look up to meet his tender gaze and are pleasantly surprised when he leans down to press a careful kiss to your lips. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest as you savor the moment you’ve been longing for ever since you met Bucky, and by the way he kisses you as if you are the air he needs to breathe, you think it’s safe to assume he feels the same.

His heart is yours, and as you tenderly embrace from the comfort of your couch, you can rest assured that to Bucky, home is where you are.

[brotherwtf]

Oooh man this hurts to just write out a prompt but,

In an angsty/hurt/comfort way, how do you think John and Buck would react to John accidentally hitting Buck in a nightmare/night terror? Like in the Stalag or post war, but John having a nightmare about the village massacre, Buck trying to wake him up and John flailing his hands and hitting Buck?

Love your work!

xx

OH MY GOD ANONNNN love this... so much angst and hurt comfort potential

maybe it's in those colder months when he and Buck are sharing a bed, both of them facing out towards the door because they refuse to have their backs turned towards it, Gale tucked behind John with his hand safely on John's shoulder, conserving as much body heat as possible

and John moves in his sleep on a good day, always fidgeting and twitching under Gale's steady hand, usually settles when Gale runs his hand up and down John's arm, safe, that's usually what John feels under Gale's touch

except for one night when John lurches, body convulsing against the bed and Gale immediately springs up, grabbing John's shoulder to center him again, bring him back to the present except John doesn't wake up, just keeps panting and huffing and shaking his head and when Gale grips his shoulder again John wildly sits up, arms flailing and he crashes into Gale's face with his elbow, and when Gale tries to grab John's arms to push him away he gets another thwack with John's forearm to his temple

Gale's shushing him, trying to wake John up and bring him back to the present all while his head throbs, the sharp of John's elbow hitting the sensitive skin and bone underneath his eye socket, and John finally stops flailing and he's just panting when he turns around to see it's just Gale, but now he's even more concerned because he realized he's just hit Gale, the only person who's looking out for him and he's just hit him like he was trying to push off a German soldier

which of course sends John into even more of a spiral, he's just woken up and he's still shaken from his nightmare and so he panics, grabs Gale's face and tries to rub away the blooming bruise like it's blood, eyes darting across Gale's face as he tries pressing his thumb harder and harder to get rid of the mark until it's hurting more than the original blow and Gale has to grab John's hands and push them away, working against the strength of John's adrenaline

the boys are staring, hearing the noise of John's struggle and Gale's effort to push him off, turning towards them with invasive eyes and Gale turns them away with a firm "nothing to see here, boys", firmly grabbing John's arms and not-so-gently dragging John across the barrack and into the dingy hallway, it may not be much but it's more private than the prying eyes inside

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry Buck I'm sorry," John whispers, trying to wipe the grime off of Gale's face, the sort of dirt that doesn't quite leave even after constant washing, and Gale has to pull John's hands away from his face again

"it's alright, John, you're here with me. not wherever you went, you're with me," Gale whispers, squeezing John's hands even as his eyes continued to flit across Gale's face with fear and worry

eventually, John's breath steadies, his shoulders drop and he leans forward into Gale's body, exhausted and body wracked with shivers, from the cold and terror, Gale thinks and Gale puts his arms around John, that same comforting hold he tries to use every night

"I'm really sorry, Gale. Shouldn't have hit you like that, I'm sorry," John whispers, words muffled into the thick of Gale's overcoat

Gale shakes his head, running his thumb down the seam of John's jacket

"ain't a problem, John, you're alright," Gale whispers

he doesn't ask John about the nightmare, doesn't need to have him recall it, just holds him in the small hallway of their bunk and tries to make him feel as safe as possible

[catgirltoofies]

i think saints row 4 did something extremely good but in the wrong genre.

so, basically, saints row is a non-linear gangster open world game, similar to grand theft auto, mafia, and red dead redemption. it takes itself a lot less seriously, being full of jokes and gags, the quality of which are up to interpretation. more importantly, though, it was still mostly pretty sane with its broad theme - it was silly, sure, but it was still taking place in believable, grounded cities with gun stores and lots of cars and what have you.

in saints row 4, however, most of the game takes place in a simulation of the city saints row 3 takes place in, and one of the major abilities is just straight-up superpowers. you get to run super fast, jump across blocks at a time, and even fly, along with the myriad combat abilities. for the purposes of this argument, though, i want to hone in on one single ability: super-speed.

saints row, for all its silliness, is still a game based on driving stolen cars and making them look pretty. this is not the case for saints row 4, because while those systems are still in place, there's no reason to ever drive when you can just super-run and fly wherever you want, for free. this is why i think it's in the wrong genre; because of the super-speed, you're discouraged from using the major system of "steal cars and pimp them out".

which brings me to where i think it WOULD work. and that's the open-world rpg genre. of particular note, I'll call out the elder scrolls and assassin's creed.

first, elder scrolls: fast traveling is a good option to have, of course, but it almost completely negates exploring on foot. when's the last time you used a horse in skyrim? have you ever done mounted combat? both of them SUCK. horses are slow and clunky and mounted combat is finicky at best. enter super-speed. naturally, this would be disabled during combat, to avoid totally trivializing any encounter with just super-speed and a bow, as well as while overencumbered, but with super-speed, you no longer have to slowly trudge everywhere that doesn't have a fast travel marker. you get a shortcut to travel that doesn't disincentivize exploration, and it's not like this idea doesn't have precedent. look at morrowind, where you can down a dozen skooma and more than double your movement speed. this was how people got around! just bring back a method to boost speed, perhaps arbitrarily capping it to avoid clipping through walls.

next, assassin's creed. there's no kind of super-speed in any assassins creed game that I'm aware of, but it would WORK. horses, of course, give you the means to travel around with speed, and they're at least faster and easier to use than the horses in the elder scrolls, but once you get into combat you have to dismount, use overpowered horse archery, or use the godawful mounted melee combat. if there's a location only 300m away, summoning my horse is a chore just for a short jaunt, but running that distance on foot is agonizingly slow. simple solution: replace the mount with an Animus hyper-speed mode that makes time speed up until you disable it or get into combat.

please tell me any problems with this idea because i know my truth

[slut4megantheestallion]

Phantom Troupe & Hisoka w/ Tall fem! S/O Headcannons

Genre: fluff

Summary: Phantom troupe members with a tall fem! s/o reader

Characters: Hisoka, Chrollo, Feitan, Machi, Shanark, Phinks, Uvogin.

●Hisoka Morrow

●Hisoka adores your height. It makes you stand out, which means you're interesting - and if there's one thing Hisoka craves, it's entertainment.

●He immediately starts testing you, throwing cards at you randomness to gauge your reflexes. If you dodge or catch them effortlessly, he just smirks.

●"Oh? Quick, are we?~ How delightful."

●He loves toying with the fact that you're taller than him. Sometimes, he'll pretend to struggle reaching for something, looking at you expectantly.

●"Oh my~ if only I had an extra couple of inches... Ah! But you could help, couldn't you, my dear?"

●Hisoka loves for making flustered. He'll casually slide up to you, tilts his head back to meet your gaze, and murmur, "I do love looking up at you like this."

●If someone comments on your height in a negative way, Hisoka just laughs. But if he sees it bothers you?

●"Oh dear... should I cut them down to size?~"

-Chrollo

●Chrollo is completely unfazed by your height. He acknowledges it as just another trait - nothing more, nothing less.

●However, he does appreciate that you bring a natural presence into a room. You stand out, which means people notice you.

●"You command attention without speaking. That can be useful."

●He actually enjoys standing beside you in public because it adds to his mysterious, intimidating presence. Two powerful figures side by side? People fear that.

●If you're taller than him, he doesn't care. If anything, he finds it amusing when people expect him to be taller.

●He will, however, casually use your height to his advantage.

●"Since you're already reaching for it, could you grab that book for me?"

-Feitan

●Feitan is not happy about this. He won't say it outright, but he definitely resents having to look up at you.

●The first time you meet, he squints up at you and mutters, "Tch. Annoying."

●(Translation: He actually thinks it cool, but he's being a brat about it.)

●If you ever dare to pat his head or rest your arm on his shoulder? Immediate death stare. "You have five seconds to remove your hand. Five. Four-"

●He will not ask for help reaching something. He will little use his sword as a step stool before admitting defeat.

●Sparring with you is frustrated for him at first, but once he realizes you're genuinely strong, he begrudgingly respects you.

●"Not bad. For someone so... tall."

-Machi

●Machi doesn't say much about your height, but she notices the way others react to it. She sees the double takes, the intimidation, and how people hesitate around you.

●She appreciates that standing next to you means less people bother her. If someone annoys her, she subtly shifts behind you and lets your presence do the work.

●She's not big on compliments, but if you ever express insecurity about your height, she'll just say, "There's nothing wrong with you. Stop being stupid."

●(That's Machi's speak for "You're fine as you are.")

-Shalnark

●Shalnark finds your height interesting and immediately starts analyzing how it affects your combat abilities.

●"Taller people have longer reach but sometimes sacrifice speed... I wonder how you compare?" (Cue him grinning as he tries to test your reaction time.)

●He's super casual about it. If you tease him for being shorter, he just shrugs.

●"Yeah, but I have technology, and Nen. Who really wins here?"

●If you struggle with finding clothes that fit, he will help you out. He's resourceful, and he enjoys problem-solving

-Franklin

●Franklin has zero issues with your height. In fact, he kind of appreciates that you're one of the few people who don't look tiny next to him

●He doesn't talk much about it, but if you ever feel insecure, he'll just say, "Peope are stupid. You're fine."

●If anyone else tries to insult you? He doesn't even bother arguing. He just stares them down until they get the message.

-Phinks

●Phinks pretends not to care, but he 100% has opinions on this.

●The first time you started standing side by side, he's like, "Damn. You're... tall." (He's actually kind of impressed.)

●He will try to challenge you physically, just to see if you're all height or if you've got strength to match.

●If anyone teases you about your height, phinks immediately squares up. "You've got something to say? That's what I thought."

-Uvogin

●Uvogin loves this. A tall, strong S/O? Perfect.

●He lives for having a powerhouse partner. He immediately challenges you to an arm- wrestling match.

●He's the type to throw you over his shoulder just because he can. "You're tall, but I'm bigger."

●If you're physically strong, too, you instantly earn his respect. He loves sparring with you and showing off.

(For @creeppastaontop, enjoy!)

[mercymermaid]

guess who finally watched the supercut.....

(spoilers, obviously 💀)

so, the fic will be a lot easier to start; the redemption era starts while glitch is pinned down under baby's amazing car, and liz has a rare moment of "im not giving into your stupid stereotypes, you literal walking piece of code." she can have her badass "human violence" line, because god she ATE so hard, but... she won't kill him. killing him would just prove him right, and if elizabeth afton is anything, it's stubborn. she survived two attacks by this oversized rabbit, and she'd live to rub it in his damn face. i feel like at first she'd probably keep him alive out of spite, that spur-of-the-moment anger and pettiness, but she lets him stay under the car for funsies. he's a robot whose soul is stored in a hard drive, he can survive being a tad crushed. womp womp.

but then comes the problem; baby. if this is a glitchtrap redemption fic, then adding in baby would split the focus, and then it'd be redeeming two animatronics with varying human traumas... i changed my mind, there's enough room in this town for both of them, dual redemption duo!! they can bond over their hatred for humans, this is justice for blood and tears since it didn't make it into the movie supercut.

i guess they have a "deep" talk and deescalate the situation, and since liz didn't kill glitch, baby doesn't try killing liz, so liz doesn't kill baby. call it an everyone lives au!

then they make their escape, and the whole place goes boom. maybe they escape in the nick of time after some tight circumstances that are the catalyst for character development, maybe they watch it blow up from outside as a symbol of new beginnings, who knows, tldr they survive.

where do they go now? fredbear's is literally gone, baby would die before going back to the entertainment center... the only choice is liz's apartment, temporarily. they call up nate, asking for a raisin pizza, because they can't fit baby, glitchtrap, AND the four animatronics in the car without breaking the entire thing. nate arrives, is obviously flabbergasted at the fact that his work office is crumbling down. maybe the main gang can crash with him, if liz needs the extra space.

from there it'd be fun character development (jazz hands), breaking down baby and glitch's walls, convincing them that humanity is not the problem (liz explains the concept of capitalism), yadda yadda, fun adventures as they bond and become friends. maybe as a treat, i can bring vanny back so she actually becomes important... triple redemption.

but.... the problem comes with the fact that henry survived. he restarts the fredbear chain under a new name, nate gets rehired, blah blah. that's where the issue comes in, because unless nate keeps it quiet from the rest, glitchtrap and liz would probably debunk the entire thing immediately, given they both had experiences with "afton". maybe that'd be even more fun, the events of the original musical plus three characters, two of which know like all of the tea already. who knows.

im gonna name this sick au!! triple redemption au? flesh and bone brigade au (i love glitch's insults to humans)? i'll stick with the triple redemption au

i need to actually write this oh god

re!glitchtrap angst because he's my favorite despite being such an asshole

spoilers for virus

what the hell did william do to him to turn him into a psycopath?? he's an ai, the whole "kidnap children" didn't come from nowhere, there's some input that generated that response

then william locked glitchtrap away for god knows how long until liz found him

and the entirety of virus (the song) is him going "humanity is shit, so logically y'all must go"

like if they showed him kindness than the fear and anger he's come to expect, he might be more cooperative

like bonnie claiming liz was pregnant did make him pause, he has the morals to hear someone out

he like literally questions if humans are actually good because he's convinced they aren't but if he just got a chance to see the world for its pros rather than being blinded by his own anger

like the entire promise verse

william betrayed him, or someone did

especially the whole "talk your wording back, that's what humans do"

william claimed superiority over glitch despite their bonding

[maximusboltaqon]

speaking of maximus. i've probably made a post like this before but. the WORST part of his (and triton's!) development in uncanny and royals is that you just KNOW that the second they wanna do something with the inhumans again, all of that's going to get erased. every single part of maximus becoming sympathetic and working with the rest of his family is going to get thrown away because he's The Villain and they're going to make him The Villain. at the expense of years of set up and character building. i feel it in my heart and i dread the day

[liquidstar]

a friend who'd wait :)

[swords-and-starlight]

Poseidon and Sally is a man’s idea of romance. Paul and Sally are a woman’s idea of romance.

[mimiyanna]

Stealing this image from twitter and bringing it over here, because holy shit, some of the clowns I have been seeing talk about the game lately.

[tanabeth]

my brain is so fucking stupid. I was bullied in fourth grade, my friends were like “actually erm we don’t want to be friends with you :/“ on the second to last day of eighth grade (even though we were all zoned for different high schools and would never see eachother anyway). And because of that my brain is, as my therapist and mother (two different people,) theorized, “hyper vigilant for any perceived social ostrichaztion”. The thing is it’s fucking stupid about it. Sure it has the generic “uwu your friends probably hate you secretly” thing.

But it also. Like: I’ll see a post that is somewhat negative towards a thing I like or a trait I even remotely identify with (including stuff as vague as ‘nervous’ or ‘writer’) and I’ll be like “yeah that makes sense” or “I don’t agree but I also don’t care”. But then my brain will repeat the negative phrase on loop for like a week. And will trigger physical reactions (crying, shortness of breath, etc) in response to it. I’ve actually had public panic attacks over things I give 0 shits about because my brain is a fucking helicopter parent.

[synthaphone]

The Pokemon HOME app limiting random features and information to either the mobile or console versions is SO clunky and annoying.

My goal: to check which of my favorite Pokemon and shinies stored in HOME don't have the Paldea Champion Ribbon yet, so I can bring those into Scarlet and get it for them. But! You can only view what ribbons a Pokemon has on the mobile version of the software! And you can't move Pokemon to your switch games from mobile!!! So you have to:

quit out of the console app, if you opened it already because you thought this would be a relatively simple task

open the app on mobile

manually document which Pokemon don't have the ribbon- like, on a piece of paper or something

close the mobile app (you can't have both versions of the app open simultaneously)

open the app on console

move them from HOME into Scarlet, referring to aforementioned list

Now you might say "There is a custom tag feature in Pokemon HOME! You could apply a tag to the Pokemon you plan to move instead of making a physical note on a piece of paper!" But unfortunately, the only aspect of the tag you can see on the console version is the color- the name of the tag isn't visible. and I'm already using every color of tag available

(also: you can only make and apply tags on mobile. other mobile exclusive things: wonder trade and gts, viewing 90% of achievements, viewing models, switching between a pokemon's stats for different games it can go in without switching what game you're planning on moving things between)

[himblebo]

Did you know?

The Familiar by Leigh Bardugo is actually just like Into the Woods by Stephen Sondheim and James Lapine

[seaofreverie]

Just wrote my "reflections on this year" post and it's a 5 paragraphs long essay, so I'm not posting all that

[arionaleilani]

1. it’s my 24th birthday today, so my goal of being published by the time i’m 25 is now a one year looming monster, but i never specified what kind of published and am currently looking in various literary magazines that are recommended for writers who have yet to be published, so i’m surprisingly confident that i can make it work? and tbh even if whatever i write isn’t officially published before my 25th birthday, if i have someone in the process of being published then i’ll be happy!! no matter what though, i’m gonna try to be proud of myself for at least giving it my best shot!!

2. i honestly love that my birthday is on the ides of march because the ides of march meme shitposting is only a thing on tumblr but it also being my birthday makes it easier to like. be excited about the ides of march outside of tumblr. like even in person i can be like “it’s my birthday! i’m an ides of march babe (:” and if someone is like oh what’s that? or if they say something along the lines of oh like julius caesar? i can be like yep!! and even if it’s a small thing outside of tumblr it brings me immense enjoyment and amusement being able to bring it up off of tumblr

3. transportation situation has been very rough since june 2023 when i totalled my car, my gap insurance are being assholes and i ended up putting my foot down on the phone with them yesterday which i’m pretty proud of because i am NOT a confrontational person (something i’ve been working on this past year, so seeing some improvement with my ability to hold my ground and not be a pushover yesterday was very cool!!) i was told i’d get a response from them by friday next week no matter what, and if i don’t then friday of next week i will continue to wreak havoc upon them. but my moms car which i’ve been using since my accident broke down yesterday, hopefully it’s fixable but my parents were saying it might be done for, so trying to think of how i’m gonna get to work next week is kind of stressing me out lmao, but for now i’m just gonna focus on enjoying my birthday the best i can because i don’t want to start off being 24 with an overwhelming anxiety for something that won’t be a potential issue until monday. plus i already messaged my boss today to let her know that i’m going to do everything i can to make it work out but just so she’s in the loop and knows of the potential of me not being able to make my morning shifts (one of my coworkers said she’s more than happy to give me a ride for our afternoon shifts which does help relieve some of the stress!) and i told her i’d let her know for sure sunday so that if necessary she can have time to figure out someone to fill in for me in the mornings!

overall: life is weird and i ended being 23 yesterday with a shitty situation but a positive outlook and i am going to enjoy my first day of being 24 no matter what because honestly i fucking earned it. happy friday everyone, i hope it’s a good day for you and me both!

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