#fast and pray for the future of America

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Desperate People find faith.

Bucky Barnes x reader

An accident mends your broken heart.

A/N: Written in Third POV. No use of Y/N. However, the reader is referred to as a female.

I read this amazing oneshot, and I couldn't stop thinking about this idea. So I added my own twist to it. Thanks to the wonderful writer for sharing it and for inspiring me.

Likes, comments, reblogs are VERY VERY highly appreciated. Opinions really matter to me

TW: Bullets and blood. Mentions of torture but nothing explicit

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You knew you shouldn't have done it. You should have stayed home. What could barely be described a home. You should have minded your business. You should have acted like the civilian you are now. You shouldn't have done it. But your loyalty to Steve wouldn't have let you

The image of the cheap copy so-called Captain America holding the shield blasting all over the news was a hit. A gut-wrenching hit. There was a guy who was taking the place of your childhood best friend, the man you called brother, the fearless leader. And he looked happy doing so. Then the blond had the audacity to say that Steve felt like a brother to him. You felt physical pain that you almost threw up.

Rationality went out the window. Before you knew any better, you were tracking down the man who was handed your friend's legacy. The man who gave it away when there was nobody more deserving than him. It wasn't hard to know exactly where Sam Wilson was. You were aware he joined the Air Force once again. So you hijacked the location of his next mission, demanding answers.

But it appeared that you weren't the only one who had the same plan. As you were talking to Sam, trying to be as nice as you could, giving him the benefit of the doubt, telling him you weren't here to judge or pick a fight. You just wanted an explanation. You heard him.

"Shouldn't have given up the shield."

His voice was filled with anger. But you could hear the sadness hidden in his tone. Sam scuffed, walking away from you as well. You turned around and you saw him. The love of your life. Quite literally.

You fail to recall a time you weren't in love with James Buchanan Barnes. Growing up together, your trio was inseparable. You would never see one without the others. From the age of three till your twenties, the three of you were more than family.

Despite loving Steve like the brother you never had, the same couldn't be said about his best friend. Your feelings for the brunette were never platonic. Neither were his. In the second grade, he promised to marry you once he got older. And he did. He kneeled to the ground with a beautiful golden ring for you once he secured a job. It was the easiest yes in your life.

Loving him came to you naturally. Stolen glances. Sweet words. Fast heartbeats. Shy smiles. Gentle touches. You were each other first everything. It was like you were made for each other. Like you were born to love him.

And he was your perfect man. Every woman envied you. Every woman hoped to have someone look at her like he looked at you. Every woman wished for a man who treated her the way he treated you. Every woman prayed for a man to love her that much.

Bucky Barnes was head over heels in love with you. And he made sure he showed it.

You were the luckiest girl.

Up until your luck ran out. War knocked on your door like a hurricane, destroying your life.

You remember the night before Bucky was shipped. When you went home after what couldn't be called a double date at Stark expo. The promises the both of you made. Your dream wedding. Your house. Your family. Your kids. All of it. Your future. And you believed him. You couldn't fathom any alternatives.

So when Steve walked in your tent where you did your job as a journalist, who was asked to cover The Howling Commandos missions and subject their heroism to the public, you knew. The look of utter defeat in his face, his glassy eyes, his red nose, the way he was trying to shrink away in his new huge body, you knew.

Your heart was ripped and broken to pieces. The pain was suffocating. You were drowning. You felt like the world ended. Life stopped.

You don't remember how things went after that. You don't remember if Steve ever said the words to you, but you remember his promise of revenge as he held your sobbing body against his chest.

And he did. He ended Hydra. But it came with a price. Very high. After Steve's sacrifice, life became meaningless. You weren't living. You were barely breathing. You were alone.

So when the government asked you to write the final article about the war, the winning announcement, you were about to turn it down. You found difficulties in everything. Leaving your bed sounded like a tiring task. Eating felt like a punishment. Functioning like a human became a burden.

But you remembered how supportive Bucky was of your career. When every man let women their abandon their dreams, Bucky helped you fight for yours. And he gave his life for this victory. Your fiancée and bestfriend. You owed it to them. To be the one to report the triumph tinted with their effort and blood.

So you put in all your strength and travelled with the small team to write the most important piece of work in your life.

However, only a number of people of the team and the article made it back. You didn't.

On your way back, you were ambushed by unknown soldiers. They took you to unknown quarters. You were so confused until you saw that cursed symbol. They weren't gone. Neither was your fiancée.

And that began a lifetime of torture and pain. They brainwashed Bucky but left you with your memories. So when they threatened to hurt him, you caved and let them do whatever they wanted to you. It was a trap they built for you, and you fell in it every time. They would hurt both of you at the end.

You endured it all. You survived it all. Except the moment they made Bucky look you in the eyes and fight you. They erased you from his mind. You saw the love of your life, and he saw nothing. He looked at you and saw either an enemy or a mission partner. And that was the most painful torture Hydra put you through.

As if this wasn't enough. You had to face a hindrance you never thought of.

After Steve rescued the both of you, after him running away from you, after spending two years making amendments with the government and helping Steve search for him, after the accords and Zemo's predicament, after he remembered you, after Princess Shuri was able to give him back his freedom, after you hugged him as he cried, after you decided to finally have that wedding, Thanos happened.

You believe you did something so terrible in another life, and you were getting punished for it in this life. There was no logical explanation as to why this kept happening to you. Why were you robbed of any chances of happiness. Why did you have to watch your man disappear right after having him back. Why you could only feel ache and misery. Why was the world so cruel.

So you kept your hopes to minimum when Steve came to your shared apartment one night, telling you that they had a plan. You agreed to join them in the time heist, ready to be disappointed.

But the second you saw Bucky standing on the sides with his machine gun, you wanted to cry. You thought it was an illusion, but these blue eyes said something else. Now, you were fighting with a strong drive and purpose.

You thought that was it. Your happy ending. You finally had him. But Steve leaving tore you apart. You were happy for your bestfriend who finally did something for himself. However, you couldn't help but feel sad. At least you and Bucky had each other.

Bucky had another thing in mind. Because, a couple of weeks after Steve leaving, Bucky broke up with. He said he needed to figure himself out and work on his pardon. You understood. But it didn't make it any easier.

So you left, giving him all the space he needed. You hadn't seen or spoken to each other since. At least he is alive. That's what you kept telling yourself to find any sort of comfort or condolence.

So this was the first time you had met. He looked different. He cut his hair. He had a scruff. He was wearing an all black outfit. He had gloves on. He had little bags under his eyes. He looked good overall. That's what mattered to you.

"Good to see you too, Buck." Sam said as he walked with intentions to move away from Bucky.

"This is wrong." Bucky didn't give him the chance as be walked beside Sam, without batting you an eye. You couldn't say that didn't hurt but you followed them anyway.

"Look, I'm working, alright. So all this outrage is going to have to wait." It was clear that Bucky wasn't here to have a civil conversation like you.

"You didn't know this was going to happen?" Bucky accused Sam.

"No, of course I didn't know that was going to happen." Sam was quick to deny Bucky's accusations.

"You think it didn't break my heart to see them march him out and call him the new Captain America." This was more directed towards you, following up to your conversation before Bucky cut in.

"This isn't what Steve wanted." Bucky wasn't going to back down.

"Oh my god. So what do you want me to do? Call America and tell them I changed my mind. " Sam's sarcastic reply did nothing but annoy Bucky's more.

"Like I told your wife. There is nothing we can do. You just couldn't wait for her to get home." You looked at Sam. It didn't appear to you that he wouldn't know.

"We broke up."

Another wave of pain hit you as you turned to look at Bucky, who was still not looking at you. How easy could he just say it with no emotions at all. You were fighting to get by every day, and he looked like he didn't care.

"What?!" Sam stopped suddenly once he heard Bucky's words, turning to the both of you.

"You,two lovebirds who literally broke laws to be together, broke up?" Sam couldn't believe his ears. He thought you would have gotten married by now. Your love for each other more epic than all the novels he read.

"Were you asked to give it up?" You changed the topic quickly, refusing to answer Sam's question or talk about your tragic love story. It hurt bad enough, and you didn't want to show it.

"Of course not." Sam heard you loud and clear. He also knew your question had pure intentions. You weren't here to offend him.

"Right, great reunion, guys. Be well." Sam turned to walk out, ending this conversation.

"You had no right to give up the shield, Sam." Bucky was angry, and he was showing it. In the wrong way.

"This is what you aren't going to do. You aren't going to come here in your over extended life and tell me about my rights." Three of you came to a stop.

"It's over." Sam added, looking at you as you came to stand next to Bucky.

"Besides, I have bigger things to deal with."

And you hadn't rest since.

It was, indeed, big thing to deal with.

You had no idea what you were getting yourself into when you impulsively followed Sam and Bucky into the plane.

It was a constant mess. The flag smashers. New super soldiers. Karli Morgenthau. Isaiah Bradley. Zemo. Madripoor. Power Broker. And the worst of them all. John Walker and Lemar Hoskins. It never ended.

All that chaos was a good distraction. You didn't have time to think about your broken heart nor to think about the current nature of your and Bucky's relationship.

It was complicated and confusing.

You fought very well together. Your combined sets of skills were lethal. Your collective training and ability to work together kicked in when needed. Away from that, the both of you barely talked. You acknowledged each other existence. That's how you would describe it.

However, you couldn't explain why Bucky refused when Raynor asked you and Sam to join them in the session in the police station. Or why he always made sure you stayed at least an arm distance away from Zemo. Or why did he choose to be the Winter Soldier for the night instead of you compromising your identity that you kept a secret all these years. Or why, that day at Madripoor, he almost took multiple bullets for you. Or why whenever John showed up, his hand would always find yours.

You were thankful you didn't have the time to think about all of this because you were sure you would have lost your mind. You barely had your emotions in checks. And there was a lot going on.

Then it all went crushing. You would never forget this day.

You followed Sam and Bucky, running out of the building into the street, only to see the calamity that just occurred.

John Walker stood proud with the blood-tinted shield above the man he just slaughtered.

Instinctively, your hand came up to wrap around Bucky's bicep, looking for any comfort for the both of you. This scene would forever be engraved in your memories.

Three of you gave John some time. You stood outside of the warehouse he was in right now. You knew if you all went angry, the results would be catastrophic.

But it was anyway.

You let Sam do most of the talking. He was the best in this. If anyone could convince John to hand over the shield, it would be him. So you stood and watched. But it appeared that the time you gave John Walker to cool down only drove him more over the edge. So, with the three of telling him to give up the shield, John Walker lost his mind.

It should have been an easy fight. A veteran and an avenger and two super soldiers. It shouldn't be hard. But neither one of the three of you was fighting was the intention to hurt John. Unlike him, John was fighting to kill. With his new powers, he was uncontrollable.

You let out a high-pitched scream once you saw John throw Bucky away, electrocuting his arm, making him lose consciousness. Then you watched as he straddled Sam on the ground. You needed to act quickly.

You groaned as you got up from the floor, looking at the cut in your arm. Nothing too bad. You told yourself as you ran toward John tickling him away from Sam.

It was just you and him, now.

And it was brutal.

You were still trying not to hurt him too much. However, he was unstoppable. So when he figured that he would lose combat with you eventually, he retrieved to other options.

Picking the shield and throwing it at you for it cause a cut in your chest was enough distraction for him to take out the gun he kept in his suit and shot you.

The bullets found their places in your stomach and legs. He aimed for places that you wouldn't recover from. You fell to the ground, coughing blood, feeling the bullets rest so deep in your body.

John walked towards you with the shield. He looked at you. His eyes were showing insanity and rage. He lifted the shield up and hit you in the chest. The pain was like no other. And you knew that was it.

It felt ironic in so many ways. Your bestfriend's shield. The shield that presented all of Steve's values and beliefs. The shield that helped once save your life. Now, it was going to be the weapon to kill you.

Of all the ways you thought you would die in, this wasn't even close. But when was life ever fair to you? At least you would have peace now. Your dying wish was for Bucky to know how much you loved him and how you wanted him to be fine and happy. Because you loved Bucky more than life itself.

You tried to distract yourself from the excruciating pain by counting how many hits of the shield would it take to end you.

You counted two.

You started coughing violently as you felt a weight got lifted off your chest. All your body going numb for seconds.

You saw Bucky was up once again, and he managed to corner John with Sam, trying to break his arm to take away the shield.

You desperately tried to get up and help them, but your whole body was on fire. Why was the serum not working?

A breath escaped you once you heard the sound of bone breaking. Only to realize breathing hurt. Everything hurt so bad.

With cuts on your arms and face, bruises on your ribs, wounds in your chest, bullets in your stomach and legs, you gave up, closing your eyes.

Because of your agonizing pain. You didn't hear Bucky beating the life out of John after taking the shield. He didn't stop until John passed out.

Bucky turned around and saw a sight that came straight out of his worst nightmares. He had seen it too many times. Woke up scared and sweating because of it. A sight that he knew would haunt him more than it already did.

Your lifeless body in a pool of blood.

He took careful steps towards you, praying it would disappear, and this would just be a nightmare of his. But the sound of your faint heartbeats made it real.

"Doll." Bucky got on his knees next to you, holding your motionless body in his arm.

You hissed in pain as you felt a movement that caused all the pain in your body to stir awake again.

"Bucky." Your voice was a whisper. You were too tired to open your eyes, but the feeling of the metal around you was familiar.

"I'm right here, doll." Bucky may not let it show in his voice, but if you opened your eyes, you would see the fear and tears.

"I need you to stay awake, okay. Can you do this for me? Please, stay awake." Bucky never felt this desperate before.

"Help is on the way." The three of you had already arranged with Torres to have an ambulance on stand-by. You had a feeling things would go bad. But not that bad.

"I'm tired." The amount of blood you were losing was making you too dizzy.

"I know, doll. But you will be okay." Bucky didn't care about the blood getting all over him as he pulled you closer to him.

"You will get better. Because you have to." He was saying it more to himself than you.

"I prayed for this." Talking was getting too hard, but you had to tell.

"What did you pray for?" Bucky was doing anything to keep you awake. He needed to listen to your voice.

"To die in your arms."

Bucky felt the tears escape his eyes, falling down freely on his face.

"You aren't dying. You will be okay." You heard it. The shakiness of his voice.

Fighting the great pain you were in, you opened your eyes to look at him. You wanted to see him one last time. This is why you prayed to die in his arms. So his face would be the last thing to see. This voice would be the last thing you heard. His arms the last thing you felt. Your farewell to the cruel world would be with the man who had been your heaven on Earth.

You lifted your arm with a moan of pain before you placed it on his cheek. You needed to say it. You needed it to be your last words.

"I love you, Bucky. I loved you my whole life."

With that, the world went dark.

You didn't get to see the mess that Bucky became as he heard your heartbeats slow down. His screams and desperate calls of your name to wake up.

He was so blinded by pain that he didn't let the paramedics near, protecting your body until he realized who they were. They didn't try to fight him when he insisted on getting in the ambulance with you.

All the time you were in the surgery, Bucky was inconsolable. He didn't care that Sam and Torres saw him as he sobbed, sitting on the floor waiting for anybody to tell you were fine. All he cared about was that he didn't say it back. You could die not knowing how much he loved you. The thought brought new tears to his already puffy red eyes

He prayed to God and anyone that would hear. If you were standing close enough, you would hear him. "Please, don't take her from me." "Please, let her be okay." "Take me instead of her." "She deserves so much better, please."

In his long life that was filled with hardships, torture, and wars, this was the worst pain he ever went through. He could feel his heart twisting and breaking. Every cell in his body was hurting. The emotional pain turning physical.

His eyes were dried up. Cheeks stained with tears. His mind going through all the worst scenarios. None of them he would be able to survive.

He jumped up from the floor when the door opened, and a doctor walked out. His heart was beating a thousand miles a second. All these prayers never leaving his mouth. His last hope.

"She is okay."

Tears of relief fell from his eyes. You survived it. You made it. The doctor talked about your injuries. With medications and the seurm, you would heal properly. Bucky didn't pay attention. His mind focused on one thing. He needed to see you.

After knowing your room's number, Bucky didn't leave your side. The doctor told him it might take a bit for you to wake up, but he didn't mind. He would stay forever.

It wasn't long before you woke up.

You opened your eyes slowly, adjusting to the bright lights. The last thing you remember was the intense pain. It didn't hurt as much now. You just felt so exhausted. You tried to move your hands, only to be blocked.

You looked down to see Bucky holding your hand so tightly and his head resting next to it. You could tell his eyes were swollen and his nose was red. But he looked peaceful sleeping. You missed him so much.

Without much thought, you moved your other free hand to his head, playing with his hair. It felt soft under your fingers. You blamed the serum that made him wake up from such a simple touch.

You smiled softly as you watched him, trying to remember where he was and what he was doing. He looked confused until he saw you.

"You are awake." Bucky got up from the seat next to the bed.

"Are you okay? Are you pain? What hurts? I'm going to call the doctor." He was frantic. He only stopped when you held his metal hand.

"I'm okay, Bucky." You reassured him with a smile.

You repeated it a couple of times before he finally sat back down on the chair. That's when you noticed he was still in his suit that was covered in blood. Your blood.

After he sat down, he looked at your intertwined fingers together and couldn't help the tears.

"What's wrong?" You asked as you moved your thumb gently on his knuckles.

"You scared the life out of me." He answered as he wiped his tears away.

"Though we were used to this, Barnes." You replied playfully, hands still together.

"Not when it comes to you. Never you." Bucky was fast to respond.

"Nothing I haven't been through before." You said it casually. You didn't miss the look in Bucky's eyes. It held too much depth to it. You couldn't put your hand on it

"Is your arm okay? Do you need to get it checked?" Flashbacks were coming back to you bit by a bit. As you touched his metal arm, you remembered what happened to him.

"You are in the hospital bed, and you are asking about my arm." Bucky's laugh was dry. He would always be in awe of how caring you were.

"I will never stop caring about, Bucky. Even if you don't want me." It was true. Nothing could make you stop caring about Bucky.

"Don't want you?" Bucky couldn't let your comment go by.

"Yeah. You don't want me anymore. It's okay. I understand."

"You understand?"

"I remind you of a bad time. The worst. And you had to move on. You had to cut ties with all parts of this time."

"Is this why you think we broke up?"

"Isn't it?"

You started telling yourself this after the breakup as a way to pick the shattered pieces of your heart. Of course, he didn't want to be with someone who held their bad time as a constant reminder on her body as scars. Or with someone who went through the same hell as him. He deserved someone better. Someone who wasn't so damaged.

And you understood.

"No, it isn't."

He was planning to tell you everything but not right now. But words just fell out from the tip of his tongue.

"I don't look at you and see bad time. I look at you, and I see all my failures."

You looked at him, baffled, not getting what he meant.

"I remember everything."

You still didn't know what he wanted to say.

"I remember what Hydra did to you. What they made you do for me. What I did to you."

"Bucky.."

"How they pushed you too far in the lies of not hurting me. How they made you watch as they erased you from my mind. How they made me fight you. Hurt you."

You were about to tell him how you didn't hold him accountable to any of this because it was never his fault. It was never his intention. You were sure Bucky would never hurt you. The Winter Soldier not too. But he cut you off.

"They took you because they knew how much you meant to me. How important you are to me. I was the reason you had to go through all of this."

"I look at you and remember how I failed to protect you. When that's all I ever wanted in life. To protect you. But I failed."

"Just like I failed today."

Before you could say anything, he kept going.

"I couldn't understand how you could still love me."

"I looked at the list of people I hurt, and your name was first. And you wanted to help me. You wanted to stay by my side. I couldn't live with the guilt. I still can't. I had to let you go despite how bad it hurts."

"But, doll, I want you to be sure nobody will ever love you half as much as I do."

It took years for Hydra to remove you from his mind. But what they didn't know was that they never fully succeeded.

At first, he would forget his name but remember his girl and everything about you. Then they become harsher, so he would only remember your face and name. Then, it became only your face. Then nothing. The blank paper for them to write what they wanted.

However, whenever Hydra made the both of you train together or go on missions, he would get this rush of flashbacks like a movie playing in his head once he was alone in his cell. It would be you. In different places and different ages. The Winter Soldier would convince himself that it must be his memories from past missions. Effects of being wiped too many times.

The soldier was never able to shake the feeling of guilt after a training session where he would be instructed to be tough with you. A feeling so foreign to him.

He remembers the first time he refused to hurt you. They made him watch from far as they tortured you. Then they wiped him again. Every time he showed any sympathy for you, he was wiped and handled roughly.

But all the efforts weren't enough. You were the first thing he remembered once he settled in Bucharest. That's when the guilt came in. It was you. The love of his love. His fiancée. And they got to you. And he couldn't save you.

Even after the blip, His thoughts kept going back to how he betrayed you and hurt you instead of protecting you like he was meant it.

But the worst part was how he thought he didn't deserve your love anymore. He thought you would resent him. So he decided to break his heart into two. He left.

You were the forbidden topic that Raynor wasn't allowed to go near despite how much she wanted. You were the centre of his nightmares. All of them. Past memories of both of you at Hydra. Missions and trainings. And the worst, losing you. Watching you getting killed. Nightmares that invaded him, and he was defenceless.

"I love you, and I'm so sorry." Bucky laid soft kiss on your hand.

"Let me ask a question, Bucky." He looked at you, tears still filling his eyes.

You didn't expect this to be the real reason why you and Bucky broke up. But you should have known. He was too good of a man.

"If it had been the other way you around, wouldn't you have done the same? Would you have hated me then?"

"I would give my life for you without hesitation. And nothing could ever make me hate you."

His answer was fast. That was the only thing he knew about himself. You come first, always.

"Then why are you surprised with what I did? You don't love me more, Bucky." You laughed softly, already feeling your ribs ache a bit.

You always had this running joke that Bucky loved you more than you did. And to a lot of the extent, it was true.

"You didn't deserve it."

"Neither did you."

You patted the spot on bed next to you, wanting him to be close to you. And he listened. He sat on the bed, hands never leaving each other.

"Haven't we been through enough? Haven't the world tore us apart too many times? Let us have this."

If he still loved you, then you should be together. You should be broken together. You should heal together. It was poetic how even in pain, you were still together.

Both of you understood each other better than anyone. You shouldn't be separated.

"You don't hate me?" It was Bucky's worst fear and biggest doubt. If the damage Hydra did was unrepairable.

"I can live hundreds of years and still be in love with you."

You squeezed his hand to make sure he knew how serious you were. "You are all I have ever known, Bucky."

With that, Bucky got up and moved so close to you. Your faces millimetres away from each other. His breath fanning over your face. His personal scent with dust and blood engulfing you. His blue eyes warming the inside of you.

"I got the best girl of them all." Bucky kissed you.

It was a soft, slow kiss. A sign of starting over. Of getting back.

You smiled in the kiss. Bucky used to say this all the time back then. You were known as Bucky's best girl. He used to call you that.

You broke away, feeling so much better now. Bucky rested his flesh hand on your cheek.

"I thought I lost you. I was so scared."

"You didn't. I'm right here."

"Though you will leave me before I say it back." You looked at him, puzzled.

"I love you, doll. You are the thing I live for. You are the purpose of my existence. I love you so much."

You didn't care about the pain as you moved up to meet his lips one more time. And he kissed you back right away.

"You owe me a ring and wedding, Barnes." You joked while you brought your other hand to hold into his suit to ground yourself.

He laughed before he moved away for a bit, and you already missed the closeness, and he wasn't far. You watched as he brought his dog tags out. You saw something bright with them but couldn't tell it was.

"Oh my god." You felt tears gather in your eyes as Bucky brought out the shiny thing closer.

It was your ring. Your engagement ring. The ring Bucky put in your finger many years ago. It was it. You thought it must have been lost that you didn't try to look for it, avoiding the disappointment.

But here it was. Bucky was able to find it. And he kept it with his dog tags. So close to his heart. Where you belonged.

Bucky got in one knee in his technical gear in a hospital room with you connected to IV.

"Doll, will you marry me?"

You laughed loudly that you felt pain shot again in your body. Bucky was next to you in an instant when your laugh turned to a cough.

"Third time is a charm." You said as you gave him your hand.

With another proposal in Wakanda before the snap, you managed to get Bucky Barnes on his knees three times for you.

He put the ring on your finger and pressed a kiss on your hand. "It will be. Mrs. Barnes." The name always had its sweet effect on you.

Bucky leaned in again to kiss you. And this kiss felt out of the world. Like a lifeboat before drowning. Water after the drought. Your rescue.

It was Bucky's promise of safety and security. Nothing and nobody was ever going to hurt you again. A promise of a safe home. Together.

You kept your forehead resting on his as your hand found its place once again on his suit.

"No to be rude, but you need a shower, babe." You could feel the dust on his face and the blood dried on his suit and skin.

"I will be okay. Probably going to fall asleep." You didn't give him a chance to protest.

"Plus, you know. I like my man nice and clean." You pecked his lips playfully.

The sound of the word "your man" falling from your lips referring to Bucky made his heart do little dances. Damn right he was your man.

"I won't take long." He kissed your hair before he got up and left to get himself presentable for his lady.

The world felt lighter, brighter, better. You felt happy. You were happy. You looked at the ring that held huge meaning for you. You weren't hurting. You were finally okay. You had your man back.

Who would have thought a near death incident would be the thing to give you back the man who always brought life to you.

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“Ozerianka” Icon of the Mother of God of Shuiu-Smolensk

Commemorated on November 2

The Shuiu-Smolensk Wonderworking Icon of the Mother of God was painted in the years 1654-1655 in the Resurrection parish of the city of Shuiu, where an unrelenting pestilence raged. Trusting in the mercy of God and the intercession of the Mother of God, the parishioners of the Resurrection church commissioned a certain pious monk to paint the icon of the Smolensk Mother of God, an icon long attributed with being a rescuer of the Russian people from enemies and misfortune.

The parishioners spent the whole week in prayer and fasting while the image was being painted. When the icon was finished, the priest and the people took it to the church and set it in a specially built place. From that time the pestilence began to ease, at first in the area of the Resurrection parish, and then also in all the city.

From the Icon of the Mother of God many miracles of healing took place, especially of eye diseases. The icon is also celebrated on July 11, July 28, and Bright Tuesday.

O Most Holy Sovereign Lady, your miraculously painted Icon was received as a precious treasure by the city of Shuya, for the healing of the cruel plague, and for the consolation of the Orthodox. You gave it, and even today abundant fountains of grace pour forth from it. Extend your mercy to those who know you, O Most Holy one; and in the future guard your city and the whole Russian land, and save those who come to you with faith and love. O Most Pure Virgin Theotokos, the All-Good and Merciful Protector of the Christian race, we kneel before your Holy wonderworking Icon, by which the city of Shuya was once delivered from a cruel epidemic, we humbly cry out to you: “Do not cease to keep your city from troubles and tribulations under the protection of your kindness, and all the towns and villages of the Russian land; and pray to your Son, Christ God, for the salvation of our souls.” The Most Holy Mother of God, the bastion of Christians, the protector and intercessor for our city of Shuya. Accept the prayers of your servants, who fall down before your Icon, strengthen them in the confession of the Orthodox Faith, and deliver them from all troubles and misfortunes; turn their earthly sorrows into joy, and entreat your Son that your people may be saved in peace. Steadfast protectress of Christians, most constant advocate before the Creator, do not despise the voices of us who have sinned, but in your goodness come speedily to help us, who cry to you in faith: “Hasten to intercede for us, O Theotokos, and speedily make supplication, for you always protect those who honor you.”

Text sourced from Orthodox Church in America (OCA)

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The debate about race following the killing of George Floyd has reverberated across the Atlantic Ocean, spurring the tourism minister of Ghana to appeal to its diaspora, including in the U.S., to "leave where you are not wanted," and return home.

A ceremony marking the death of Floyd was held at the W. E. B. Du Bois Memorial Centre for Pan-African Culture in the capital Accra during which Barbara Oteng Gyasi made the plea that her country is open to those fleeing racial tensions.

"We gather in solidarity with brothers and sisters to change the status quo. Racism must end. We pray and hope that George Floyd's death will not be in vain but will bring an end to prejudice and racial discrimination across the world," Oteng Gyasi said, according to Ghana Web.

"We continue to open our arms and invite all our brothers and sisters home. Ghana is your home. Africa is your home. We have our arms wide open ready to welcome you home.

"Please take advantage, come home, build a life in Ghana. You do not have to stay where you are not wanted forever, you have a choice and Africa is waiting for you," Oteng Gyasi added after a wreath-laying ceremony last Friday.

The economy got a boost as people flocked to the country for a number of cultural events, such as the music festival AfroChella, to mark the anniversary.

The government in Accra is building on that momentum with another initiative called "Beyond the Return" which aims to encourage investment in Ghana.

"We feel that given the wealth that African Americans and black Americans have, given that spending power, travel budgets of blacks in America, we felt that it's about time that we start that conversation that, instead of moving to any other destination, come back to where you came from," Akwasi Agyeman, CEO of Ghana's Tourism Authority, told NBC this week.

There was a sartorial and cultural connection between the heart of U.S. politics and Ghana this week as Democrats proposed legislation to reform the police in the wake of Floyd's death.

Lawmakers including House Speaker Nancy Pelosi wore scarves made from a cloth of colorful geometric Ghanaian designs called kente which had been given to them by the Congressional Black Caucus.

"The significance of the kente cloth is our African heritage and for those of you without that heritage who are acting in solidarity," Karen Bass, chairwoman of the Congressional Black Caucus, said, according to the BBC.

Meanwhile, the appeal by the Ghanaian government to its diaspora from across the Atlantic Ocean is likely to get stronger.

Lakeshia Marie Ford started coming to Ghana in 2008 as part of a study abroad program through her alma mater, Spelman College in Atlanta, Georgia. She has lived in the country permanently for five years and is founder of the Accra-based public relations company Ford Communications.

"In terms of identity, I felt freer in Ghana. As a Jamaican-American woman, there were so many cultural similarities," she told Newsweek.

"Having that foundation as a 20-something year old allowed me to pay attention to the environment and look at how I can add value to the space, as opposed to fighting racism, as I would probably be doing in the United States."

Attracted by a fast-pace emerging economy, she said that people can bring to life dynamic ideas a lot quicker in Ghana than in the United States.

"An emerging market needs a range of skills," she said, which meant, "you can find a space for yourself regardless of the level you are at, and still make an impact."

"Africa has always been the future, and our predecessors know that well. For my generation, if we in fact answer the call to explore achieving our dreams in Africa, specifically Ghana in this case, Ghana will experience a brain gain.

"Having black people in the diaspora come to Ghana is the dream. I think it's important to also develop structures and capacities in the country to support the call.

"That effort could also include socially sensitizing Ghanaian citizens so that everyone is radically focused on the bigger picture of the commonality between Africans and African diasporans and the effort to achieve true sustainable socio-economic development for Ghana and black people who would be new residents," Ford told Newsweek.

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Before you embark to West Africa looking for a new home, a lil advice:

study the area you are interested in returning to

do your dna testing with a dna test agency that has African Aliels such as https://africanancestry.com/

SAVE SAVE SAVE - money shrinks when you travel so take as much as you can because you don't know what may catch your eye

Make a few friends in your chosen destination and learn more about the local culture so that when you visit you're more aware of your surroundings and possibilities - this helps you to not be a victim. travel scams in Africa do happen just like everywhere else.

Check all the Visa Requirements, make sure your passport is valid for at least a year post travel to prevent any problems with visas.

Check with your local Travel Health Clinic to be sure of what meds you may need before departure, as well as what you may need to take with you in case of need. Lariam is a common med that is used for Malaria and usually taken as it's more difficult to get once you are there

Take a copy of all your travel documents, on your phone; as well as photocopies; and email a safety copy in the event of need

Don't Use Air BnB because they are horrible and poorly managed in Africa. stick to a traditional hotel for both comfort and safety.

Plan your trip knowing it will be wonderful and you will be making the journey of a lifetime. Travel with a heart full of gratitude and wonder because You are Going Home, hopefully.

Questions on Travel to the Tropics or Africa - Hit Me Up and I'll give you my experience and help with your planning. Just message me here on Tumblr and I'll hit you right back

Remember This is The mindset of an explorer so get out there and find yourself an adventure

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5/20/2023 DAB Transcript

1 Samuel 26:1-28:25, John 11:1-54, Psalm 117:1-2, Proverbs 15:22-23

Today is the 20th day of May, welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I'm Brian. It is great to be here with you today as we reach the conclusion of another week, as we move through today's reading, and they just go by day-by-day, step-by-step, week-by-week, month-by-month and then all of a sudden, we find ourselves in May, or we find ourselves in some of the month and it's like the year just began. But here we are, and we’re here to take the next step forward. And the next step forward leads us back into the saga of early Israel and Israel's first King Saul and this boy who had to grow up fast, who is also been anointed to be a future king, named David, and Saul’s relentless efforts to destroy and kill David before, well before he believes that this household will be destroyed by David. And we’re learning a lot about the character of people as we watch the story and we’re learning a lot about the…the places that the roads lead by the choices that we make. And so, let's pick up the story today. First Samuel chapters 26, 27, and 28.

Prayer:

Father, we thank You for Your word and yes, what the Proverbs says is so true, a word at the right time how good and we thank You that these words come regularly from the Scriptures into our lives and how good they are. And when we become available to You and aware of Your presence and can speak a word, how good when we can say at the right time. Help us to watch out for these opportunities that You bring our way. Father, we also thank You for the territory that we are in the Scriptures as we continue this journey between David and Saul's life. We clearly see David holding on for dear life, depending on You to be the deliverer, You would to be the only Savior and his hope was in You alone. And then we watch Saul, at this point, having things having gotten so convoluted that he’s bringing up Samuel from the dead with the spiritists, trying to find out what he is supposed to do. So, we are watching these paths and they have deviated, and they are going in different directions, and we look forward to watching the story unfold and applying it to our lives. Thank You for this week. Thank You for loving us and being patient with us. We thank You for all that You have done and all that You are doing and all that You have yet to do in this year in our hearts. So, we love You and we worship You and we give word, voice to our gratitude. We pray all this in the name of Jesus. Amen.

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Prayer and Encouragements:

Hello, this is Jeremiah. I’m calling in for prayer because I just moved to an entirely different country, and I don't fluently speak the language and I’m missing my friends back in America and it's difficult. And on top of that, I am having a very big change to my schedule whenever that happens, and everything goes crazy and I don’t know how to take it. And also, there is someone that I like back in America and my brain is possibly thinking about them a bit too much and over thinking situations and I’d like, they don't know that I like them. I’d like this. I'd like to not like them anymore or at least be able to think differently, to where I'm not consumed by it. And that I’d be able to find good friends here and form community that would be able to keep each other accountable. And that I'd be able to do more things because I feel like I'm not doing enough. I can't remember the last time, really, I preached the Gospel, or should I say I remember the last time but it was, it was years ago. And, and I'm also have been injured for about a year and 1/2 and I’m running out of time for this prayer request. There's lots of other stuff going on and I don’t even know how to talk about in the next 10 seconds so. Keep me in your prayers please. Thank you. God bless.

Hi, Daily Audio Bible. This is Christie, God’s Flower in South Carolina. I don’t normally call in, but I always hear your prayers and pray for you all. Thank you, Brian and all your family, for all that you do for us. This is a lifesaving podcast. Anyways, I’m calling today because I have been taking care of my parents for the past 7 years and I have to move out of their house due to they both have passed away. And I have to find a new house, but I don’t know what kind of money that involves, etc. And I just need your prayers for clarity to find the right home for my animals and I and for all of my mom’s plants. And I want to find a forever home. I feel so grateful that I was able to take care of my parents for the past 7 years. And see them to the end, for them to go to heaven. But I guess I’m, time for me to start a new journey and I’m scared, and I don’t know which way to turn. And I need your prayers. Thank you, guys. I really appreciate it.

Hi, Daily Audio Bible Family. I have been a long-time listener and am calling for the first time due to an urgent need in our family. I’m calling anonymously too, until we know for sure what’s going on. Our precious little girl, she’s nearly 8, her personality has suddenly changed in the last several months. There’s just something different and her grades went from excellent to falling. We got a text from a teacher at school that she was alone on the playground crying. And this is a little girl who is always surrounded by friends and so joyful. But she was alone on the playground crying and the teacher talked to her, and she said she had seen people following her and watching her and she was scared. And now she’s seeing people following her and watching her everywhere, even at home. Even in the bathroom. And we were told by a therapist that even though she’s young and it’s rare, it could be schizophrenia. And we are just, we are just devastated. So, we are coming against this, in the name of Jesus, we’re coming against mental illness. This little one, we didn’t know she was ours and we found her a couple months after, she was with her biological mother who is now in jail. Anyway, she was severely neglected and very malnourished when we got her. But she’s been doing great and now we have this. And everybody is scared, the family is scared so we just stand up against the fear and in faith and ask that you would pray with us. Thank you so much. We’re calling her Our Little Girl, thank you.

James the Teacher, this is the Road Toad. I heard you recently say that you have messed up all the gifts that God gave you. And that hit me. I want to share with you something. And that is that Hebrews 8:12 says that I will be merciful to their iniquities, our iniquities and I will hold their sins against them no more. I will not remember them anymore. So, the other day I was at a meeting and in that meeting the leader said, “I’ll explain to you what that means. When he says, I will remember your sins against you no more, he’s not gonna hold that sin against us. He’s not going to punish us for our sins, because a punishment has already been given.” Now, you and I, we can punish ourselves, we can beat ourselves up over passed sins. But God doesn’t do it and He doesn’t want us too either. This is the 17th.

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//Hey there! Apologies for the  delays, I’ve been incredibly busy preparing for my overseas trip to America with my son for Tuesday (My husband can’t go due to financial reasons ;m; but we’ll live. Gotta do this loooong flight solo so... Please pray for us). It’s been stressful and exciting, so I’ll be in a semi-hiatus during my whole 6 weeks away from the UK. 

//OH, IN OTHER FUN NEWS, I FOUND OUT IM HAVING A BABY GIRL!! WOOOO!!! Her name is Aria and I can’t wait to meet her in 20 more weeks~ I’ll soon have a matching pair of babies! My future princess ;w;

//Anywho, I’ll get around to owed threads as often as I can. Don’t expect fast replies to anything right away. I’m still going to do ask inbox memes and send questions, so expect to see more of that for a looooong while. Hope ya’ll are doing good and I hope to be productive even on vacation!

#《🌊》𝑨𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 [Ooc] #//Seriously tho I had to choose a man who lives 4000 miles away from my family... #//I HATE flying and I'm nervous about Daniel pissing people off if he gets fussy #//but yanno what? WHATEVER. I CAN DO THIS!! #//Lord give me strength during this journey

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The biden regime is coming after President Trump and all those who oppose the regime.

So they WERE wanting it to take place on Friday for the maximum weekend coverage.

Manhattan’s DA wanted a Friday Trump arrest. Trump’s team said no.

The Manhattan district attorney’s office asked for Donald Trump to surrender on Friday following a grand jury’s vote to indict the former president.

But lawyers for Trump rebuffed the request saying that the Secret Service, which provides security detail for the former president, needed more time to prepare.

The exchange, which was relayed to POLITICO by a law-enforcement source and confirmed by Joe Tacopina, a lawyer for the former president, underscores the extremely delicate, unprecedented nature of the indictment.

Until Thursday, no ex-president in history had been criminally charged. And both the charges itself and the application of them have placed the country on uncharted legal and political terrain.

Captain Convey Note

"Uncharted legal terrian" - what does this mean?

It means the DA in NY has made up another false charge against President Trump for the sole purpose of trying to keep him off the ballot in 2024.

The corrupt DA in NY along with the biden regime will do anything and I mean anything to keep President Trump off the ballot in 2024.

Why?

Because nothing would or could stop President Trump from winning a second term as a Real President of the United States.

The biden regime an the NY DA must try to keep President Trump off the ballot at all costs.

Presdient Trump was so right when he said, there not just coming after me there coming after you.

The biden regime will do anything to stay in power.

We The People must support President Trump in everyway we can.

This means resisting the biden regime and their efforts to destroy America and our freedom of speech, monetary system culture and cival liberties etc.

The joe biden regime and most of congress is totally corrupt!

If We The People don't resist the joe biden regime our freedoms will be lost and the control of the biden regime democrate dictatorship will be sealed for the future.

President Trump said:

"Just never quit".

He means never give up.

Keep praying and resisting the efforts of the biden regime and the corrupt congress to force us to live under a total dictatorship in the future.

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How can I write this, so you will understand there really is a Creator? Jesus Christ is Lord. I know you want me to write that America will be great again. I can't. Not because I don't want that to be true, but the holy scriptures do not lie nor the Holy Spirit. I hope each and every human being will cry, sing, whisper to the Creator their need of him. Some very bad things are about to happen in America. It scares me to think and know that the innocence of my understanding is overshadowed by the wisdom of God Almighty. Please, there are millions and millions of you who have hopes and dreams that run counter to my prognosis of calamity. Yet, I have to warn you, so you can prepare spiritually, physically, mentally and emotionally. Those who know Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior will have an eternity filled with destiny and purpose. Those who don't know him as such won't. But in our immediate future the stakes are stacked against you and me. They really are, and I wish it weren't so. Please hold fast to Jesus. If you don't know him, find him. What more can I write. We live in a divided country where you must cling to your faith, or you will lose your mind. These are not idle words written. There is judgment on America. God knows I wish and pray it weren't so…

How can I write this, so you will understand there really is a Creator? Jesus Christ is Lord. I know you want me to write that America will be great again. I can’t. Not because I don’t want that to be true, but the holy scriptures do not lie nor the Holy Spirit. I hope each and every human being will cry, sing, whisper to the Creator their need of him. Some very bad things are about to happen in America. It scares me to think and know that the innocence of my understanding is overshadowed by the wisdom of God Almighty. Please, there are millions and millions of you who have hopes and dreams that run counter to my prognosis of calamity. Yet, I have to warn you, so you can prepare spiritually, physically, mentally and emotionally. Those who know Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior will have an eternity filled with destiny and purpose. Those who don’t know him as such won’t. But in our immediate future the stakes are stacked against you and me. They really are, and I wish it weren’t so. Please hold fast to Jesus. If you don’t know him, find him. What more can I write. We live in a divided country where you must cling to your faith, or you will lose your mind. These are not idle words written. There is judgment on America. God knows I wish and pray it weren’t so…

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Saints&Reading: Friday, September 23, 2022

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THE MONK JOASAPH OF KAMENSK, VOLOGDA WONDERWORKER (1453)

Saint Joasaph of Kubensk, Wonderworker of Vologda, was baptized with the name Andrew. His parents, Prince Demetrius Vasilievich of Lesser Zaozersk (a descendant of holy Prince Theodore Rostislavich, of Smolensk and Yaroslavl), and Princess Maria, were known for their deep piety, which they imparted to the future ascetic. At twenty years of age, Prince Andrew accepted tonsure at the Kamenny Monastery of the Savior at Kubensk with the name Joasaph, in honor of Saint Joasaph, the Prince of India (November 19).

Saint Joasaph gained a good reputation for himself by complete obedience, keeping the fasts, by his zeal in prayer, and love for books. The brethren of the monastery were amazed at the gracious meekness and humility of the young ascetic. Under the spiritual nurture of the experienced Elder Gregory, afterwards Bishop of Rostov, Saint Joasaph progressed in virtue. He led the life of a hermit in his cell and attained to a high spiritual level. Saint Joasaph lived an ascetic life at the Kamenny Monastery of the Savior for five years.

In the final year of his life, he partook of food only once during the week and received the Holy Mysteries each Sunday. Before his death, Saint Joasaph took leave of the brethren, consoling and admonishing the monks not to grieve over his departure. When the brethren gathered in his cell, the venerable one asked that the Prayers for the Departure of the Soul from the Body be read. He prayed to the Lord and to His All-Holy Mother, not only for himself, but for all the brethren of the monastery. Then he lay down upon his bed and died with prayer on his lips, on September 10, 1453.

THE NOBLEBORN EMPRESS PULCHERIA (408)

The Holy Right-Believing Empress Pulcheria, daughter of the Byzantine emperor Arcadius (395-408), was coregent and adviser of her brother Theodosius the Younger (408-450). She received a broad and well-rounded education, and distinguished herself by her wisdom and piety, firmly adhering to Orthodox teaching. Through her efforts the church of the Most Holy Theotokos was built at Blachernae, and also other churches and monasteries.

Through the intrigues of enemies and of Eudokia, the wife of the emperor Theodosius the Younger, Saint Pulcheria was removed from power. She withdrew into seclusion, and lived a pious life. Without her benificent influence, conditions in the capital deteriorated. She returned after a while, following the urgent request of her brother. Then the unrest provoked by emerging heresies was quelled.

After the death of Theodosius the Younger, Marcian (450-457) was chosen emperor. Saint Pulcheria again wanted to withdraw into her seclusion, but both the emperor and officials entreated her not to refuse the throne, but to marry the emperor Marcian. For the common good she consented to become Marcian’s wife if she were allowed to preserve her virginity within the marriage. They were married, but lived in purity as brother and sister.

Through the efforts of Saint Pulcheria, the Third Ecumenical Council was held at Ephesus in 431 to address the heresy of Nestorius; and also the Fourth Ecumenical Council which was convened at Chalcedon in the year 451, to deal with the heresies of Dioscorus and Eutychius.

Saint Pulcheria built the church of the Mother of God at Blachernae at Constantinople, and also found the relics of the Forty Martyrs of Sebaste (March 9).

Throughout her life Saint Pulcheria defended the Orthodox Faith against various heresies. After giving away her wealth to the poor and to the Church, she died peacefully at the age of fifty-four in the year 453.

Source: All texts Orthodox Church in America

MARK 6:45-53

45 Immediately He made His disciples get into the boat and go before Him to the other side, to Bethsaida, while He sent the multitude away. 46 And when He had sent them away, He departed to the mountain to pray. 47 Now when evening came, the boat was in the middle of the sea; and He was alone on the land. 48 Then He saw them straining at rowing, for the wind was against them. Now about the fourth watch of the night He came to them, walking on the sea, and would have passed them by. 49 And when they saw Him walking on the sea, they supposed it was a ghost, and cried out; 50 for they all saw Him and were troubled. But immediately He talked with them and said to them, "Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid." 51 Then He went up into the boat to them, and the wind ceased. And they were greatly amazed in themselves beyond measure, and marveled. 52 For they had not understood about the loaves, because their heart was hardened. 53 When they had crossed over, they came to the land of Gennesaret and anchored there.

GALATIANS 4:8-21

8 But then, indeed, when you did not know God, you served those which by nature are not gods. 9 But now after you have known God, or rather are known by God, how is it that you turn again to the weak and beggarly elements, to which you desire again to be in bondage?10 You observe days and months and seasons and years. 11 I am afraid for you, lest I have labored for you in vain. 12 Brethren, I urge you to become like me, for I became like you. You have not injured me at all. 13 You know that because of physical infirmity I preached the gospel to you at the first. 14 And my trial which was in my flesh you did not despise or reject, but you received me as an angel of God, even as Christ Jesus. 15 What then was the blessing you enjoyed? For I bear you witness that, if possible, you would have plucked out your own eyes and given them to me. 16 Have I therefore become your enemy because I tell you the truth? 17 They zealously court you, but for no good; yes, they want to exclude you, that you may be zealous for them. 18 But it is good to be zealous in a good thing always, and not only when I am present with you. 19 My little children, for whom I labor in birth again until Christ is formed in you, 20 I would like to be present with you now and to change my tone; for I have doubts about you. 21 Tell me, you who desire to be under the law, do you not hear the law?

#orthodoxy #spirituality #gospel #originofchristianity #holyscriptures #bible #wisdom

[manleycollins]

Prayed 🙏🏾the Lord’s Prayer 🤲🏾, read a verse of the Bible and read Joel Osteen’s message of the day, and recited the 23rd Psalm before my criminal court hearing at New York City / New York State Criminal Courts. Just need everyone prayers. However, the charges have not shown on my criminal background check yet as of yesterday. Life is never been fun and games…this is serious 🧐. To find out what happened is on my website. Journal Entry 61 - Citibank

This is Citibank.  Good luck customers.

Follow up to the situation

The New York situation brought together Ohio, Delaware, and Maryland.

I saw the entire situation in 2007 via losing control of my mind through anxiety, panic attacks, and mental health issues, and when I opened my first Citibank account.  I did not know how it was going to play out in reality.  In 2022, Social Security Administration little mini conscious voice stated send the money the Citibank.

This is the initial charge – Aggravated harassment carries ten (10) year penalty and a misdemeanor.  Click here https://drive.google.com/file/d/18V7ohl2WbPWBfbaB_R6gCY9BOCT6fqet/view?usp=sharing   for proof document and court dates.  This is what the State of Delaware could not get (this will be discussed far later approximately year 2030-2035) and what Ohio got as a misdemeanor for speeding (this will be further discussed in Journal Entry #63).

Please note I read all the paperwork fast to see everything.  If convicted of the initial charge, the following additional charges are hidden, but logged New York City – Make Terroristic Threat (Felony) carries ten (10) years and New York State – Make Terroristic Threat (Felony) times two carrying twenty (20) years total.  This is all for a one-time event to an unknown person and well-known organization who created the problem.  This also brings in Maryland again for my first felony (this will be further discussed in Journal Entry #62 – I alluded to it in my mental health and hospital journal entries). Click here https://drive.google.com/file/d/1XbYTudqQQc4l9PunYYTjXfKa9fG4kJdT/view?usp=sharing for proof of the hospital bill from Beth Israel Mount Sinai when I was in a NYPD central booking holding cell yelling for a psychiatrist and therapist to get my medications.

Yes, I sent and am sending this back to the communities of where it came from.

Think back to the question Teachers, Managers, and Executives, ask the question, “What do you want to be in ten (10) years?”  For my life, if I started out as nothing and did not dream of becoming anything, then examine the families are nothing, and the United States of America system does work to ensure I become nothing in reality with all the barriers and keep doing me thinking something else to f*ck up my life comes out.  These ideals are being pushed onto neutral countries.

Like I said, “Give me my United States passport, the European visa, and plane ticket in year 2029 or 2030, there will be no real problems.” 

The academic and medical research was already done before I was born, the academic and medical research still proves the same thing today, and the academic and medical research proves the exact result in the future if United States of America does not let me go.  The books of George Washington did not say he killed anyone even though he is revered to lead other people to kill others.  The books of Martin Luther King, Jr. did not say he killed anyone. The books of Malcolm X did not say he killed anyone.  Without sitting in front of television, watching youtube, or watching a movie all day, show me the other way…hmmm...phff.  United States of America better do everybody from age 12 and above since law is first.

September 28, 2022 - Court date. Judge Decision and District Attorney Message - "Case dismissed and sealed", which means the record remain there forever, no expungement.  I said, "Thank you." and Judge stated, "Stay out of trouble."

I logged on the New York Courts eWeb systems to find the case and it is no longer there.  My attorney did advise that the Certificate of Disposition should be available the next day or thereafter.

Thanks to the staff of The Legal Aid Society of New York for serving as my pro bono attorney. Great job and excellent work.  I hope I did not share too much medical and health information.

This New York situation did take 90% of my current W2 and 1099 employment opportunities away due to background checks.

New York eliminated three of my major tasks in and for the United States - voting, blood donation (diamond platinum O+ blood), and physically seeing the city and state itself.

Words, Just Words

#manley marvell collins #new york city #new york state #citibank #manhattan #criminal court #new york police department #misdemeanor #case dismissed

[foodsindustry]

Foliar Spray Market  Competitive Insights, Demand and Product Scope

Market Synopsis:

Foliar sprays are utilized in the agriculture industry for the application of fertilizers on plant leaves directly. Rising adoption of modern methods of farming is anticipated to fuel demand for the product in the forthcoming years. Market Research Future (MRFR) has released a report which asserts that the global foliar spray market is projected to exhibit moderate growth across the forecast period 2016 to 2023.

The rising investments in the agriculture sector for achieving food security goals is expected to have a favorable impact on the growth pace of the foliar pray market across the assessment period. In addition, the adoption of technological innovations in the industry is likely to influence the expansion of the foliar spray market positively in the years to come. However, factors such as high cost and dosage restrictions are poised to undermine the expansion pace of the foliar market.

Market Segmentation:

The global foliar spray market, based on type, has been bifurcated into macronutrients and micronutrients. The sub-segments of the macronutrients segment include phosphorus-based (P), nitrogenous (N), potassium-based (K), and mixed.

The key applications identified in the Foliar Spray industry segment analysis of horticultural crops, turfs and ornamentals, field crops, and others.

Regional Analysis:

The geographical evaluation of the foliar spray market spans across five regional segments – Asia Pacific (APAC), North America, Europe, Latin America, and the Middle East & Africa (MEA). Europe held the maximum market share in 2017 and is assessed to hold a significant share of the market through the assessment period. The presence of a highly developed agriculture sector is likely to influence the expansion of the foliar spray market in the region greatly. In addition, it is being observed that higher investments are being injected into the regional market. This, in turn, is projected to catalyze growth pace in the years to come. It has also been highlighted in the report that the adoption of advanced farming techniques is expected to fuel demand for the product in the forthcoming years. North America, at the second spot in the global market place, is anticipated to exhibit a similar growth trend over the next couple of years.

The report finds that Asia Pacific foliar spray market is set to exhibit the fastest growth over the next couple of years. The region has a major considerable fraction of the total arable land of the world. In addition, it houses the fast-developing economies such as India and China, which are investing massively in the agriculture industry. It is expected to catapult the regional market on upward trajectory. A shift towards scientific methods of farming is being witnessed, which is likely to benefit the expansion of the foliar spray market in the region over the next few years.

Latin America foliar spray market is anticipated to witness considerable growth owing to the incr5aesing demand for foliar sprays in the region. However, the growth rate in the Middle East & Africa is poised to remain sluggish.

Competitive Dashboard:

The major participants of the global foliar spray market have been studied in detail for presenting a comprehensive share analysis. Few of these key players are Coromandel International Limited (India), GSFC Ltd (India), Yara International ASA (Norway), Nutrien Ltd (Canada), K+S KALI GmbH (Germany), Israel Chemicals Ltd (Israel), EuroChem Group AG (Switzerland), the Mosaic Company (US), Haifa Group (Israel), Lima Europe NV (Belgium), TRIBOdyn AG (Germany), and Hebei Monband Water Soluble Fertilizer Co., Ltd (China).

With the modernization of the agriculture sector in most regions, the key players are emphasizing on technological innovations to strengthen their market positions. The growth trajectories taken by these players include mergers & acquisitions, product launches, partnerships, collaborations, product portfolio development, research & development, regional expansion, etc.

NOTE: Our Team of Researchers are Studying Covid19 and its Impact on Various Industry Verticals and wherever required we will be considering Covid19 Footprints for Better Analysis of Market and Industries. Cordially get in Touch for More Details.

#Foliar Spray Market

[gatorprompts]

✧ — ⋆   𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

from  the  2021  album  by  marina .  swearing  and  blood  references  present .

ANCIENT  DREAMS  IN  A  MODERN  LAND . 

“ we’re  not  here  so  we  can  blow  it  all . ” “ we  could  bear  witness  to  the  ride  and  fall . ” “ ancient  dreams  in  a  modern  land . ” “ i’m  trying  to  get  back  as  fast  i  can . ” “ you  don’t  have  to  be  like  everybody  else . ” “ you  are  not  here  to  conform . ” “ i  am  here  to  take  a  look  inside  myself . ” “ i  could   be  the  eye ,  the  eye  of  the  storm . ” “ i  am  not  my  body ,  not  my  mind  or  my  brain . ” “ i  am  the  observer . ” “ i  live  in  the  space  between  the  stars  and  the  sky . ” “ what’s  your  purpose ? ” “ you  could  be  lost ,  but  you  belong  to  the  world . ” “ the  walls  are  being  broken  and  we’re  ready  for  a change .”

VENUS  FLY  TRAP .

“ whatever  you  give  life  you  will  get  back . ” “ why  be  a  wallflower  when  you  can  be  a  venus  fly  trap ? ” “ i  never  quite  fit  in  to  that  hollywood  thing . ” “ i  didn’t  play  that  game  for  the  money  or  the  fame . ” “ i  did  it  my  way ,  baby . ” “ nothing  in  this  world  could  change  me . ” “ don’t  underestimate  me . ” “ one  day  you’re  gonna  see  you’re  in  a  losing  battle . ” “ babe ,  you’ll  never  stop  being  me . ” “ i  got  the  beauty ,  got  the  brains . ” “ got  the  power ,  hold  the  reins . ” “ i  should  be  motherfucking  crazy . ” “ i  sacrificed  it  all  for  a  life  to  call  mine . ” “ i  know  that  money  ain’t  important . ” “ i  earned  it  all  myself ,  i’m  a  millionairess . ” “ they’ll  shame  you . ”

MAN’S  WORLD .

“ i’m  a  strawberry  soda ,  raise  my  lashes  to  heaven . ” “ stars  in  my  hair  running  like  a  waterfall . ” “ burnt  me  at  the  stake ,  you  thought  i  was  a  witch  centuries  ago . ” “ i  don’t  wanna  live  in  a  man’s  world  anymore . ” “ maybe  it’s  time  you  comprehend . ” “ don’t  punish  me  for  not  being  a  man . ” “ women  are  violets  coming  to  light . ” “ don’t  underestimate  the  making  of  life . ” “ the  planet  has  a  funny  way  of  stopping  a  fight . ”

PURGE  THE  POISON .

“ all  my  friends  are  witches . ” “ mythical  bitches  making  our  own  sisterhood . ” “ while  society  is  falling ,  we  are  quietly  reforming . ” “ what  have  you  been  doing ? ” “ you  are  not  my  master . ” “ need  to  purge  the  poison . ” “ nothing’s  hidden  anymore . ” “ tell  me ,  who  do  you  think  you  are ? ” “ you  forgot  that  without  me ,   you  won’t  go  far . ” “ truth  and  all  its  glory . ” “ the  ending  of  the  story . ” “ our  life  as  we  knew  it  now  belongs  to  yesterday . ” “ i  just  want  a  world  where  i  can  see  the  feminine . ” “ cast  the  moon  under  our  spell . ” “ owning  female  power ,  taking  back  what’s  ours . ” “ earth  is  like  a  white  rose . ” “ a  place  so  corrupt . ”

HIGHLY  EMOTIONAL  PEOPLE .

“ life  is  a  game  that  the  universe  plays . ” “ we  are  the  pieces  in  a  puzzle  called  fate . ” “ emotions  unfold  like  a  superbloom  in  action . ” “ this  is  how  we’re  meant  to  be . ” “ we’re  just  highly  emotional  people . ” “ you  don’t  need  to  hide . ” “ sometimes  it’s  hard  to  tell  me  how  you feel . ” “ i  never  see  you  cry . ” “ feelings  come  up  and  you  push  ‘em  down . ” “ i  feel  your  pain  ‘cause  i  know  life  is  hard . ” “ you  can  let  go  of  the  pain  in  your  heart . ” “ people  say  men  don’t  cry . ” “ it’s  so  much  easier  to  lie . ”

NEW  AMERICA .

“ everything  that  made  you  great  only made  you  bad . ” “ made  the  people  hate  all  the  good  they  had . ” “ i  know  that  you  had  big  dreams . ” “ abuse  won’t  make  a  free  land . ” “ you  can’t  bury  the  truth . ” “ it’s  time  to  play  your  dues . ” “ stars  are  shining  for  you . ” “ now  our  food  doesn’t  taste  like  its  meant  to . ” “ they’ve  got  blood  on  their  hands . ” “ they  stole  all  the  land . ” “ and  all  the  lies  they’re  here  to  raise  make  them  feel  like  a  man . ” “ no  matter  what ,  the  story’s  catching  up  to  you . ” “ you’ve  been  in  pain  for  a  while . ” “ you  can’t  hide  your  secrets . ”

PANDORA’S  BOX .

“ you  almost  turned  me  psycho . ” “ i  almost  lost  my  mind . ” “ i  didn’t  know  the  depth  yet  of  someone  so  unkind . ” “ you  damaged  what  we  had . ” “ you  don’t  know  what  you  just  unlocked . ” “ i  lose  all  control . ” “ let  go  of  my  darkest  thoughts . ” “ ‘cause  i  see  the  truth  when  we  were  stacked  against  the  odds . ” “ i’ve  escaped  many  vices ,  but  i  can  never  escape  the  war  inside  my  skull . ” “ you  know  that  love’s  a  gift ,  but  it  can  also  be  a  curse . ” “ i  thought  it  would  get  better .   i  kept  my  hope  alive . ” “ i  don’t  wanna  be  the  bearer  of  pain  so  we  can  survive . ” “ i  pray  that  hope’s  not  lost . ”

I  LOVE  YOU ,   BUT  I  LOVE  ME  MORE .

“ i  love  you ,  but  i  love  me  more . ” “ don’t  come  back  knocking  at  my  door . ” “ you’ve  had  your  chance  and  now  you  want  more . ” “ do  you  expect  me  to  believe  that  you’ve  changed ? ” “ you’re  exactly  the  same . ” “ you’d  rather  shut  your  eyes  than  feel  any  pain . ” “ why  did  we  fuck  it  up ? ” “ told  you  before  that  love  isn’t  enough . ” “ how  can  i  trust  you  after  what  i’ve  been  through ? ” “ you  only  care  about  me  when  it  suits  you . ” “ women  love  too  early  and  men  love  too  late . ” “ your  promises ,  they  just  suffocate . ” “ why  did  you  mess  it  up ? ” “ are  you  worth  the  risk ? ” “ i  just  can’t  make  up  my  mind . ” “ i’ve  been  choosing  your  heart ,  your  heart  over  mine . ” “ i  don’t  understand  how  you  missed  all  the  signs . ” “ you’ve   had  your  chance  and  now  you  want  more . ”

FLOWERS .

“ now  we’ve  reached  the  end . ” “ i  think  it  made  me  stronger . ” “ i  would  rather  not  betray  myself  just  to  keep  your  love  at  any  cost . ” “ it’s  most  tempting  to  give  in  when  you  hear  the  firin’  shots . ” “ with  every  careless  action ,  you  let  me  slip  away . ” “ if  you  just  bought  me  flowers ,  maybe  i  would’ve  stayed . ” “ you  didn’t  think i  was  serious . ” “ i  guess  you  felt  so  safe . ” “ the  seeds  we  planted  grew ,  but  not  like  roses  do . ” “ we  had  the  thorns  and  leaves ,  but  the  buds never  bloomed . ” “ now  my  future  gleams  with  colours  bold  and  bright ,  in  a home  that’s  filled  with  love  and  hope . ” “ it’s  more  tempting  to  give  in  when  you’re  almost  at  the  top . ” “ when  you’re  steps  from  winning  back  all  the  happiness  you  lost . ” “ there’s  no  heartbreak  left  to  feel . ” “ after  you  made  your  choices ,  i  melted  away  like  snow . ” “ you like  lying  to  yourself . ” “ now  i’ll  never  know  what  parts  of  your  love  were  for  real  and  which  parts  were  for  show . ”

GOODBYE .

“ heaven ,  if  there’s  a  star  for  us ,  up  there  in  your  lovers’  universe ,  shine  your  light  down  on  me . ” “ another  life  waits  to  unfold ,  maybe  one  day  if  we’re  lucky . ” “ i  fucked  it  up ,  i  lost  it  all . ” “ my  life  might  not  be  what  i  thought ,  but  i  wouldn’t  change  a  thing . ” “ i  will  never  be  yours  again . ” “ never  wanted  our  love  to  end . ” “ goodbye ,  my  friend . ” “ maybe  we  won’t  meet  again . ” “ you’ll  always  be  my  closest  friend . ” “ i  hope  you’ll  always  be  happy . ” “ some  mistakes  are  hard  to  learn . ” “ broken  hearts  are  quick  to  burn  and  slow  to  heal  easily . ” “ i’ve  been  a  mother  to  everyone  else . ” “ goodbye  to  the  girl  that  i  was . ” “ goodbye  to  the  girl  that  you  lost . ” “ nobody  can  take  our  love  down . ” “ it’s  safe  inside  our  memories . ” “ i  won’t  forget  how  you  healed  me . ”

#rp meme #roleplay meme #rp starters #lyrical rp meme #marina rp meme

[rockislandadultreads]

Black History Month: Black Author Features

Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi

Two half-sisters, Effia and Esi, are born into different villages in eighteenth-century Ghana. Effia is married off to an Englishman and lives in comfort in the palatial rooms of Cape Coast Castle. Unbeknownst to Effia, her sister, Esi, is imprisoned beneath her in the castle's dungeons, sold with thousands of others into the Gold Coast's booming slave trade, and shipped off to America, where her children and grandchildren will be raised in slavery. One thread of Homegoing follows Effia's descendants through centuries of warfare in Ghana, as the Fante and Asante nations wrestle with the slave trade and British colonization. The other thread follows Esi and her children into America. From the plantations of the South to the Civil War and the Great Migration, from the coal mines of Pratt City, Alabama, to the jazz clubs and dope houses of twentieth-century Harlem, right up through the present day, Homegoing makes history visceral, and captures, with singular and stunning immediacy, how the memory of captivity came to be inscribed in the soul of a nation. Generation after generation, Yaa Gyasi's magisterial first novel sets the fate of the individual against the obliterating movements of time, delivering unforgettable characters whose lives were shaped by historical forces beyond their control. Homegoing is a tremendous reading experience, not to be missed, by an astonishingly gifted young writer.

Noor by Nnedi Okorafor

From Africanfuturist luminary Okorafor comes a new science fiction novel of intense action and thoughtful rumination on biotechnology, destiny, and humanity in a near-future Nigeria. Anwuli Okwudili prefers to be called AO. To her, these initials have always stood for Artificial Organism. AO has never really felt...natural, and that's putting it lightly. Her parents spent most of the days before she was born praying for her peaceful passing because even in-utero she was wrong. But she lived. Then came the car accident years later that disabled her even further. Yet instead of viewing her strange body the way the world views it, as freakish, unnatural, even the work of the devil, AO embraces all that she is: A woman with a ton of major and necessary body augmentations. And then one day she goes to her local market and everything goes wrong. Once on the run, she meets a Fulani herdsman named DNA and the race against time across the deserts of Northern Nigeria begins. In a world where all things are streamed, everyone is watching the reckoning of the murderess and the terrorist and the saga of the wicked woman and mad man unfold. This fast-paced, relentless journey of tribe, destiny, body, and the wonderland of technology revels in the fact that the future sometimes isn't so predictable. Expect the unaccepted.

The Water Dancer by Ta-Nehisi Coates

Young Hiram Walker was born into bondage. When his mother was sold away, Hiram was robbed of all memory of her—but was gifted with a mysterious power. Years later, when Hiram almost drowns in a river, that same power saves his life. This brush with death births an urgency in Hiram and a daring scheme: to escape from the only home he’s ever known. So begins an unexpected journey that takes Hiram from the corrupt grandeur of Virginia’s proud plantations to desperate guerrilla cells in the wilderness, from the coffin of the Deep South to dangerously idealistic movements in the North. Even as he’s enlisted in the underground war between slavers and the enslaved, Hiram’s resolve to rescue the family he left behind endures. This is the dramatic story of an atrocity inflicted on generations of women, men, and children—the violent and capricious separation of families—and the war they waged to simply make lives with the people they loved. Written by one of today’s most exciting thinkers and writers, The Water Dancer is a propulsive, transcendent work that restores the humanity of those from whom everything was stolen.

American Spy by Lauren Wilkinson

What if your sense of duty required you to betray the man you love? One woman struggles to choose between her honor and her heart in this enthralling espionage drama that deftly hops between New York and West Africa. It's 1986, the heart of the Cold War, and Marie Mitchell is an intelligence officer with the FBI. She's brilliant, but she's also a young black woman working in an old boys' club. Her career has stalled out, she's overlooked for every high-profile squad, and her days are filled with monotonous paperwork. So when she's given the opportunity to join a shadowy task force aimed at undermining Thomas Sankara, the charismatic, revolutionary president of Burkina Faso whose Communist ideology has made him a target for American intervention, she says yes. Yes, even though she secretly admires the work Thomas is doing for his country. Yes, even though she is still grieving over the mysterious death of her sister, whose example led Marie to this career path in the first place. Yes, even though a furious part of her suspects she's being offered the job because of her appearance and not her talent. In the year that follows, Marie will observe Thomas, seduce him, and ultimately have a hand in the coup that will bring him down. But doing so will change everything she believes about what it means to be a spy, a lover, a sister, and a good American.

#fiction #magical realism #to read #tbr #adult fiction #black authors #black characters #black history month #library books #reading recommendations #Book Recommendations #booklr #book tumblr #book recs

[firelxdykatara]

i.....................

ok i’m just gonna sit here praying to every god i have ever believed in that this is completely fabricated.

i followed the breadcrumb trail to what seems to be the source of the rumors, and of course the article i found only says ‘sources’ without any specification of where they got this information, but it... it’s bad. it’s so bad. it makes it sound like they’re making the netflix series some kind of modern au high school sports rivalry thing and like, that’s fine for a fanfic but it’s so not what anyone was asking for from a relatively high-budget netflix show

if this is even remotely accurate, i hope that we can shame netflix into going back to the drawing board like the ppg fandom shamed the CW when that script for powerpuff’s pilot leaked lmao

under the cut are the character descriptions and....they’re bad. so bad.

AANG: Male, Asian. Lead Character is 12, male, of East Asian or South Asian heritage. Aang is a typical twelve-year-old boy. A bit goofy, a bit nerdy, restless in school, aways eager to join his friends for fun and games. He’s nimble, energetic, and quick in the schoolyard. Adopted at birth, Aang has struggled with questions as to how he fits in. But his loving parents have worked hard to make him feel accepted. Aang has grown up to become generous, kind-hearted and cheerful. Aang had also been gifted with an incredible mystical power. He doesn’t really understand it, but it could be the key to saving the world from a global conflict. It’s a responsibility he’s reluctant to accept because it’ll take him away from his family, friends, and everything he knows. All he wants is to just be a regular kid. SERIES REGULAR

KATARA: Female, Native American. Character is 14, female, of heritage indigenous to North America. Katara is smart, athletic, determined, and hopeful. She’s had to keep her family together ever since her mother was killed in a mysterious supernatural event several years ago, a trauma that haunts Katara every day. Recently, she has started to develop strange new powers that both intrigue and scare her. She’s looking for someone to help her understand these changes. But she has also started to find hope in the thought her new skills could lead to a brighter future for her and her family. SERIES REGULAR

SOKKA: Male, Native American. Character is 16, male, of heritage indigenous to North America. Katara’s gangly and strong older brother. Sokka is a teenager who’s forced to grow up too fast. Since his mother’s death, he had to become the leader of the famly. Which has led him to butt heads with his sister, who resents his overprotective nature. He’s concerned about her new powers, worried they might put her in harm’s way. Despite everything, he and Katara have a natural rapport, and they trust each other. He has a sharp, sardonic wit, which he often uses as a defense mechanism during uncomfortable situations. But it also makes him entertaining and likeable. SERIES REGULAR

ZUKO: Male, Asian. Character is 17, of East Asian or South Asian heritage. In excellent shape, focused, and driven. Zuko has been driven to be an overachiever by his overbearing father; a career military man. Failure is never an option, and it doesn’t matter who you hurt to get to the top. Zuko has struggled to reconcile that philosophy with his kind-hearted nature. That conflict has made him intense and guarded; which is why he comes off as brusque and arrogant. When Zuko discovers he has developed mysterious powers and is competing with Aang for a key role in their project, Zuko’s father tells him to stop at nothing to win. And if he doesn’t, he shouldn’t bother coming home. SERIES REGULAR

#atla #atla live action #katara #zuko #sokka #aang #im.... i really don't wanna believe this is real #please please im a good person i don't deserve this #these are so so so bad #not even zutara could save this mess

[milktyama]

— ☕︎ CALL CALL CALL

synopsis: sometimes a call can make miles seem like meters

a/n: omg why did this take me so long to finish i literally had 20% of the fic left and i left it in my drafts for a little over 3 months now 💀💀 anyways it's here now !!

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x reader

genre: ldr, fluffyyy, very little angst if you squint hard enough

wc: 1.5k

❥︎ mild manga spoilers but nothing too big, slight swearing

The nights in California are much more suffocating than you would think. The air is stuffy while angry neighbours bicker loudly at well past hours. Do they even know the meaning of manners? Iwaizumi Hajime, currently studying abroad from Japan to pursue his passion in sports medicine. The education system in America was vastly different from the one in Japan, though studying here is a much better option for getting connections in the industry. 

His major is not a particularly easy one. It is part of the medical field after all. Though in times of stress, he missed everything he had back in his home country. All the friends he had, his family, and most certainly you, his beloved partner. You and Iwaizumi have been dating at the start of your third year together. After parting ways in high school to pursue different careers, you two have decided to take the challenge of a long distance relationship, your feelings for each other being as strong as ever.

However, he never considered how hard it really was. With a shockingly 17 hour time zone difference, when one was awake the other was usually asleep. The two of you tried very hard two fit in at least one call a week and constantly text the other with room of expectation that the other would reply in a couple of hours. It was very rough at first but together you both have found a pace that worked and kept your relationship intact.

The biggest obstacle for Iwaizumi was definitely during exam season, when all his focus has been shifted into studying and reviewing all the heavy content he’s been looking at for the past semester. As much as he hated this time of the year due to multiple reasons, he had just come to accept it. Unfortunately, your daily texts have stretched into weeks and your weekly calls have stretched into months. With minimal communication, Iwaizumi was bound to feel the stress power down on him. His worries for his studies combined with the ones about your relationship has certainly shoved him into a corner of burn out. 

Furious at himself for his limited mental capacity, Iwaizumi threw his notebook to the desk in front of him and sighed in annoyance, running his hands through his face and his hair. Tilting his head upwards, he stared at the ceiling blankly. His gaze automatically drifted to his phone that was placed facing down across this room to avoid any distractions. He made his way towards his phone and picked it up. He immediately opened your contact and stared at the picture in your profile. It was a picture that was taken a few weeks before he left Japan when the two of you went on a picnic date and as predicted, his best friends crashed into it, their fleeting figures visible in the background of the picture.

He chuckled at the memory. How he missed all of them. Clicking on the messaging icon, he had an internal debate if he should text you. Glancing at the clock, it read 4:48pm meaning for you it must be morning. Hesitantly, he started typing out a message that was out of character even for him, but what can he do, he really craved your presence. 

Iwaizumi: I miss you. I really wish you could hold me in your arms and kiss away all of my stress.

Hitting send, his eyes widen at the small letters at the bottom that indicate that you have read his message. A few seconds later, there was a reply. His heart started to beat faster as his eyes scanned the digital letters displayed on his screen.

Y/n: Hi Hajime! I miss you lots too baby. I will be sending you virtual hugs if that helps?

He couldn’t hide his smile anymore. His lips pulled up on his face as his eyes lit up at your very sweet message. He immediately replied to your message, trying to elongate this moment as much as he can due to its rarity that the both of you were up at the same time.

Iwaizumi: You’re up earlier than usual today

Y/n: Yeah I recently switched one of the electives and they only had a morning slot available. Late morning but still, morning lectures suck :(

Iwaizumi: Don’t push yourself too hard. Make sure to sleep earlier now and eat a full breakfast ok?

Y/n: Iwa-chan are you my mom?

A small vein popped on Iwaizumi’s forehead, the nostalgic yet annoying memory of Oikawa using that exact phrase on him.

Iwaizumi: Ha ha very funny honey.

Y/n: I’m kidding~! Thank you for worrying about me. I love you ok? *sends a heart reaction meme*

Iwaizumi: Yeah yeah I love you too.

Iwaizumi could feel the conversion coming to an end. He really didn’t want that. Although he had to get back to do some studying soon, and he knew that you had to get to class. But he tried to push his luck a little further, praying to the universe to not be against him today.

Iwaizumi: Hey, are you free to call for a bit? 

Y/n: Hmm yeah I should be able to, I still have time for my class and I don’t live too far from my campus.

And with that, Iwaizumi felt that the universe had finally blessed him for the first time since he had come to America. Clicking on the phone icon, he brought his phone up to ear and waited on the rings until you picked up.

“Hi Hajime~” you cooed at your boyfriend. Oh how he missed that phrase coming from your lips. Your conversation flowed like always, however this time you could tell that both of your words were laced with longing for the other. 

The seconds stretched to minutes, a small giggle here and there, and suddenly time had lost its meaning. Both yours and his love were timeless. Unconditional love. The type of love that you two don’t expect anything in return from the other. Yet both of you continue to care for the other as if you were to let go, it would be gone forever. 

After a small joke being cracked from your side of the line, there was a small pause, slight tension building, unclear if that tension was positive or not. Maybe it was slightly suffocating, but with the other on the line, everything felt ok.

“Hey… I love you, you know that right?” Iwaizumi mumbled. Being in a long distance relationship really affected him. You let out a small sigh, imagining the small pout on his face when he gets a little antsy from the lack of your presence. 

“Mhm, I sure do know baby. I love you too,” you hummed to him. The two of you sat in silence once again. But this time, the silence was comfortable, almost as if the two of you were in the same room together. Warmth radiating onto each other as your fingertips made contact with his. Coming back to reality, you looked at the clocks and sadly, your short time with him has ended for now.

“Fine… Don’t forget to eat properly and sleep well. Text me when you’re done with your lectures, I’ll respond to them as fast as I can.”

“I have to go now Hajime, or I’ll be late for class. You need to get back into studying too.” You could hear the small grunts of disappointment from the other end of the line. He was just too cute for you. A side of the Iwaizumi Hajime that only you got to see and no one else. 

“Will do!! Call again when exams are over?” 

“Mhm. I love you.”

“Pft, you said that so much today, is this really my boyfriend I’m talking to?”

“Hey don’t be rude. I just really miss you and I really can’t wait for the break after exams. I’ll be coming back to Japan this time.”

“Yup! And we’ll reunite with the rest of the Seijoh alumni!”

“Ehh, I'd rather just spend my time with you.”

“I don’t think Tooru would like that Haji.”

“Let him. I just want to be with you.”

“You are such a romantic.”

“Only for you.”

You giggled.

“I love you~”

“And I will love you more, forever and always.”

“Babe it’s too early to be this cheesy for me.” 

“It’s literally almost 11am there.”

“OH SHIT. I GOTTA GO. I LOVE YOU AGAIN BABY MWAH TEXT YA LATER!”

And then you abruptly hung up. Sliding his phone off from his ear, Iwaizumi scrolled at your pictures and your messages for a few minutes, thinking to himself how lucky he is to have you in his life. 

Who would have known that one call, from 17 hours into the “future” would have such an effect on a man like Iwaizumi Hajime. Well there is only one type of call that can do that. And that is yours. 

And he knows that even in the toughest times of long distance, you are just one call away. And that one call, can make miles upon miles, feel like meters.

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Out Of Time ~ 11

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Word Count: 1,700ish

Summary: Y/N joins Steve on his mission to stop HYDRA. 

Howard also supplied Y/N with her own motorcycle. Her and Steve rode up to the HYDRA base together. As they grew closer, HYDRA agents on their own motorcycles began following them and shooting at them. Steve and Y/N nodded to each other before pressing a button on their motorcycles, causing roped arrows to shoot out and attach to the trees. Then, after pressing another button, the two motorcycles, began trailing fire behind them. Getting closer to the gates, the twins noticed a tank, aiming for them. 

“Line up behind me!” Steve shouted, moving his shield to the  front of his motorcycle.

“Aye, Aye, Captain!” Y/N teased, causing Steve to roll his eyes.

The two ducked and dodged while they were being fired at. Steve carefully steadied his motorcycle and aimed it at the tank. He pressed a button, firing at the tank, causing it to explode. The two rode up the the ramp like walls, launching onto the grounds of the HYDRA base, firing also immediately at the HYDRA soldiers, who were also firing. Steve and Y/N set their motorcycles to destruct on impact and leapt off them. They immediately began fighting, with Steve throwing his shield around and Y/N shooting and using hand to hand combat. The motorcycles successfully blew threw the base door as the twins fought. Before the could get through the doors of the base, they were surrounded. The HYDRA soldiers cuffed the Rogers twins and brought them to Schmidt’s weapon lab.

“Arrogance may not be a uniquely American trait, but I must say you do it better than anyone,” Schmidt stated, coming to stand face to face with Captain America. “But there are limits to what even you can do, Captain. Or did Erskine tell you otherwise?”

“He told me you were insane,” Steve responded.

“Ah… He resented my genius and tried to deny me what was rightfully mine, but he gave you everything. So, what made you so special?”

Steve scoffed. “Nothin’. I’m just a kid from Brooklyn.” Schmidt threw a punch to both sides of his face before hitting him in the gut. The hit to the gut sent Steve to his knees, coughing. “I can do this all day.”

“He’s right, ya know?” Y/N spoke up. “It’s actually really annoying.”

“Oh, of course you can. Of course.” Schmidt walked up to Y/N, putting a hand to her chin to force her to look at him. “Who are you? His sister?”

“Wow. You got it on the first go,” Y/N snarked. 

“Y/N—“ Steve tried to warn.

“Now, why, Captain, would you bring your sister to war?” Schmidt asked, still inspecting Y/N.

“He didn’t have much of a choice,” Y/N answered for Steve. 

“Hmm… I’m afraid you won’t have much of a choice either.” Schmidt nodded to the men behind Y/N. “Take her to the ship. She’ll be of use to us.”

“No!” Steve screamed, beginning to fight off the soldiers. 

Y/N began to do the same, though was struggling with her hands behind her back. They successfully dragged her out of the room and towards the ship. Schmidt took out a gun, in the midst of this struggle, and pointed it at Steve.

“Unfortunately, Captain, I’m on a tight schedule,” Schmidt said.

“So am I!” Steve shouted just before his team crashed through the windows of the weapons lab. 

Steve quickly got unbound as he began to fight, trying to hurry in order to get to his sister, who was actually putting up a good fight of her own. But the soldiers keep coming up from out of no where. Schmidt quickly ran out of the room, trying to get to the ship before anyone could stop him.

“Rogers!” One of his men shouted. “You might need this!” And threw the shield at him.

“Thanks!” 

Steve then fought his way through the HYDRA base, which had fallen into chaos with the arrival of more Allied soldiers. Along the way, he ran into a HYDRA soldier with flame throwers. As Steve tried to shield himself from him, the soldier went down. Peggy was standing there holding a gun. Steve rushed up to Peggy.

“You’re late,” Steve said to her. For a moment, they got lost in each other’s eyes. He can almost hear Y/N and Bucky teasing him for not taking the chance to kiss her. And he almost does.

“Weren’t you about to…” Peggy spoke up.

“Right.”

Steve quickly continued his chase, running after the leaving ship, fighting along the way. But he was not fast enough to catch up to Schmidt’s ship. From behind, Peggy and Colonel Phillips drove up in a car.

“Get in!” Phillips ordered.

Steve got in and they raced after the ship. “Keep it steady!” Steve shouted as they drove underneath the ship so that he could jump onto it.

“Wait!” Peggy stopped Steve just as he was about to jump. She pulled him in, kissing him softly. 

“Go get him.” Steve, surprised by the kiss, looked at Phillips.

“I’m not kissin’ you!” Phillips said.

Steve quickly jumped and pulled himself into the plane. On the plane, Y/N was taken to the cockpit. She had stopped fighting to save her strength. She realized that she needed it, so that she could take down the ship. 

“Leave us,” Schmidt ordered his guards. They quickly did as they were commanded. “Do you have the serum running through you as well?” Schmidt asked, inspecting her.

“No. I wasn’t so lucky. But I was born healthier, so I don’t necessarily need it.”

“Really? It might have helped you get out of here already.”

“Who says I want to get out of here?”

“You think you’re so clever.”

“Clearly, I’m not the only one in the room who does.” 

The glowing cube in the center of the room, caught her eye. It was beautiful, yet somehow terrifying at the same time. She knew she needed to get a hold of it somehow. That taking that cube would help end the war. A beeping coming from the controls pulled her thoughts away from the cube. Schmidt rushed over to see what was happening.

“Damn it!” He hit against the consul. “It seems that your brother has commandeered one of our fighter planes.”

Schmidt sat down in the pilot’s chair to start firing at the plane. Y/N held her breath as she watched, hoping that Steve would stay safe. The plane got away but, not long after, a crash was felt from the back of the ship. Steve had crash landed back into the ship. Schmidt quickly stood up, grabbing Y/N by the hair and pulling her into the shadows. Her and Schmidt heard the door squeak open and Steve come down the stairs, clearly very alert. 

Schmidt put an arm around Y/N’s throat, making sure that his hand was covering her mouth. When Steve reached the front of the cockpit, Schmidt powered up his gun and stepped out of the shadows, with Y/N still in his hold. Steve turned around, shielding himself from Schmidts fires.

“You don’t give up, do you?” The man taunted.

“Nope!” Steve stated before he charged towards Schmidt and Y/N.

Y/N began fighting back, easily getting out of Schmidt’s hold as he shot at Steve. Steve and Schmidt kept themselves busy while Y/N went straight for where the cube was being held. She just knew it was important and needed to get out of here. As Steve and Schmidt fought, they ended up hitting some things on the control panel, causing the ship to dramatically angel down. The men flew up to the ceiling as Y/N tried to hold onto the handle that was on top of where the cube was being held.

“Y/N!” Steve shouted as he continued to fight Schmidt. “You need to get to the controls!”

“Okay!” She yelled back. But before she could get there, Schmidt had already gotten there, fixing the ship and causing them to drop to the floor.

“You could have the power of the gods!” Schmidt shouted, taking a weapon out of his jacket and firing it at the twins. They both ducked down, with Y/N still trying to get to the cube. “Yet you wear a flag on your chest and think you fight a battle of nations!” 

Schmidt shot at Steve once again, missing. “I have seen the future, Captain! There are no flags!”

“Not my future!” Steve yelled as he jumped and rolled to reach his shield that he had lost in the fight before. 

He threw the shield directly at Schmidt, who had moved to the front of where the cube was being kept. Schmidt flew back, hitting the container and causing it to malfunction and open, the cube falling out. A blue power crackled around the cube. Schmidt stood, unsteadily.

“What have you done?” Schmidt questioned and he reached for the cube. 

He grabbed it, staring at it as it seemed to began to act up. The cube lit up the ceiling, showing the three the stars. Steve watched from the other head of the cockpit while Y/N stood right next to Schmidt, who began to be taken over by the cube. Before they knew it, he was beamed up. 

The cube was left in mid air. But not for too long. Y/N grabbed it. She screamed as it burned her hand. Steve tried to rush over to her, but he wasn’t fast enough. The moment Y/N dropped the cube, it burned a hole in the flooring, causing both it and Y/N to fall through.

Y/N cried all the way down, flailing about as she did so. The cube was in her reach. Her left hand was burned but she had watched it transport Schmidt somewhere, maybe it could save her too. So she took it in her left hand, causing it to burn her more, and prayed to God that it would safe her as she hit the frozen water of the Atlantic.

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