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h33idi · 6 years

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EXCELLENT TOPICS THANK YOU

1.) i don’t know where 1 went lol I posted it and it was GONE and I’m not rewriting another paragraph omfg

2.) I literally wrote my college essay about aliens. I low key feel like a fake tho because people always associate me w UFOs and shit but the truth is I’m not sure how much I believe? Like 100000% positive that there’s life out there somewhere but I don’t think that it’s visited us:( I HOPE that it has but I don’t really buy into a lot of the conspiracies. What I do believe is that the government is hiding stuff about UFOs (as in just unidentified aircrafts) and they use the alien conspiracies as a cover. Like they deny aliens so much that people don’t believe them, which is exactly what they want. They want us to look the other way so they USE our mistrust in the government.

3.) different dimensions are one of those things that I’ve spent SO MUCH TIME RESEARCHING. I’ve real some long ass books on quantum physics and molecular dimensionality just to try to figure things out. Still confusing tho. Like ok. We live in three spacial dimensions and one time dimension. That’s the basics. Throw in a fourth dimension? Or string theory’s nine dimensions?? Now I’m lost.

Now if we’re talking parallel universes I have more thoughts a on those. In my opinion, the multiverse is def real. I believe in either the bubble universe model or brane-world model. The many-worlds model of quantum mechanics is a little too soft for me. Like yeah shroedingers cat IS both alive and dead THEORETICALLY. But the real world doesn’t deal in theoreticals.

4.) recently my therapist made a good case for me being sorta bipolar. I literally laughed at her and she said “u told me you felt volatile. You says you have moments of energy where u aren’t happy but you’re full of this restless longing to DO something. You also have laid in bed for 3 days without moving. So maybe don’t dismiss it.” This is just a way of saying that my emotions are so out of balance right now. My happiness is never real happiness, it’s self destructive energy that manifests in motion that I THINK equates to happiness. It’s me listening to No Children and punching a wall so hard my knuckles bleed and thinking “wow this is what happiness feels like!!!!!” Idk. Emotions are Difficult right now

#thanks bryce omfg #personal

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shay-iamiam · 6 years

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Him and I

He’s trouble laced with a smile

Based off “Him and I” By G~eazy and Halsey

Boxer!Bucky x reader

WC:1,954

Cross my heart, hope to die To my lover, I’d never lie He said “be true”, I swear I’ll try In the end, it’s him and I He’s out of his head, I’m out of my mind We got that love, that crazy kind I am his, and he is mind In the end, it’s him and I, him and I

The moment you laid eyes on him you knew he would be trouble. He strolled into the diner with a stone cold look on his face. With another black eye. He trained at the gym two blocks away from the dinner. And like clock work he came in at the same time 10 P.M every Friday night. You already knew what he was up to the guy couldn’t take no for an answer. The smirk on his face, that full beard those stone cold blue eyes. It’s enough to make any girl swoon. With a couple of flirty words and anyone would be ready to leave with him. With a face like that who would say no.

But you’ve said no to him a thousand times. But he keeps coming back same smirk same time every Friday night. You walk up to him already knowing what he’ll order. But you have to ask anyway. Your manager is always crying about your “customer service skills”

“I’m Y/N I’ll be your server tonight what can I get for you sir?” You asked him already knowing what would come next.

“I’ve told you a thousand times darling not sir just Bucky.” he smirks. He says the same thing everytime. But you don’t feel like dealing with his same shards tonight.

“What can I get you sir?’ you throw a lot of emphasizes on sir

“The same thing I get every Friday night a King burger and your number with a side of fries will do it for me.” he sits there wearing that lopsided grin you’ve come to think was actually pretty damn cute, but you’ll never tell him that. His head is already big from some of the groupies form his gym who follow him to the dinner gawking over him.

“Alright one King burger with a side of fries coming up for you sir.” you smirl and walk away you know how much it bugs him when you call him sir. It’s your way of keeping it semi-profesional even when he constantly tried to flirt with you. Besides his blatant staring and winking. He wasn’t that much trouble tonight. You thought to yourself maybe i finally got threw to him that. Him and I are never happening.

You dropped off his bill and he came up to pay shortly after.

“Alright look doll, i’ve come to realize that my blatant flirting was probably a little annoying. So i’ll make a deal with you. Give me a chance just one to show you i’m not a complete asshole and if you don’t have a good time i’ll leave you alone. I won’t even walk by the dinner if that’s what you want.” you looked at him like he had two heads was this the Bucky Barnes giving up. Just one little date and that’s all it took for him to be out your life for good. You were in.

“Alright Barens one little date and that’s all?” you quiped at him. He clearly thought he wouldn’t get that far with you. He stared at you for a good ten seconds and then he finally answers. He tried to be smooth running his clearly shaky hand threw his hair.

“Yeah doll just uh.. Just one date. You deceived you don’t like me than. And i’ll leave you alone.” you didn’t know what to expect from him. But you guessed you would see.

“I’ll sit aside some tickets for you at the box office doll.” he smirked with a new found confidence in his step as he quickly made his way to the door. Box office gou said to yourself i’m not watching you fight someone.

“Come on doll don’t act like you haven’t thought about punching me in the face at least once. It will make you feel better if you see someone getting a hit or two in on me. But don’t bet they’ll win. I’ll see you after the fight doll.” than he left out. After about a hour or so you finally asked yourself . what did I just agree to.

You’ve never been to a fight you had no clue what to wear so you did something casual and comfortable. You got to the match thirty minutes early. You picked up your tickets at the box office and were headed in to sit when you were stopped. By a tall brooding man. He looked like he could do a hundred push up and not break a sweat.

“Are you Branes girl” he asked clearly excited for the fight. But how did he know who you where.

“Yeah I’m a friend of his.” by any means where you “Branes girl” but you would get over it.

“He asked me to wait for you up front and bring you to the back before the match. Come on follow me.” he began walking off. Why would he want to see me before the fight you asked yourself. But your thoughts were interrupted by a low voice.

“Im Sam by the way” you introduce yourself as well.

“Barens would not stop talking about you. You should have heard him “she finally said yes, shes coming tonight, i’m gonna win this match. I got to impress her.” Sam counited on. You were giggling at what he what old you. You never thought that you out of all people could make Bucky this nervous. Sam was funny you had to thank him later for the info.

You got to his room loud music was playing and the air smelled of fresh leather. You saw Bucky sitting on a stool getting his gloves laced up. You walked in and everyone in the room started making kissy faces towards Bucky. They were acting like school girls. You smiled and waited for him to finish up.

“Alright guys that’s enough will you give me the room for five minutes.” as the guys passed they all made kissy faces and taunted Bucky.

“Alright. Alright get out of here yeah yeah go on.” when they finally left the room. You were left with a red faced Bucky. “That was nice you giggled, Sam told me you talked about me.”

Bucky was clearly embarrassed by his confessions. “Yeah I may have mentioned you once or twice. God remind me to puch Sam later.” he rubbed his face and smiled.

You and Bucky talked before his team came and got him for the fight. You sat front row right behind them and the fight began. Bucky was good he dodged punches bobbed and weaved he was incredibly light on his feet for a man is size. You were having fun until he got hit. It was pretty hard to but he recovered quickly with his own punch back. The next thing you know you were yelling and screaming his name.

“Come on Bucky you’re better than him” you were yelling along with everyone else now. Sam turned around and gave you a surprised smile and kept watching the fight. The fight was over and Bucky managed to knock out his opponent and you were jumping up and down yelling his name. You actually enjoyed the fight. Bucky went to the back and got cleaned up. Sam told you he would meet you by the ring in twenty. You were so caught up in thought you didn’t notice him walk up. You nearly took out his left eye.

“Whoa doll you nearly took out my eye” he laughed “Did you enjoy the fight? I heard you yelling from the stands. It sounded like you were having a good time. I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” he smiled. “But our date is just begging come on i want to take you somewhere.

Out of all places you never thought he would take you to a ice cream parlor. You all chatted the night away. The next thing you know it was midnight and he was walking you home. You had to admit to him that you had a good time and when he asked if he could see you again you told him. “You know where to find me.” you kissed his cheek and walked into your complex.

Bucky was smiling for the rest of the night.

You never thought you would find yourself here. You and bucky had been dating for two months. And he wanted to cook for you tonight. Yes he actually could cook pretty good at that. You had come over and ate he fixed spaghetti at it was pretty good. You all got comfortable on his couch and drifted off to sleep watching a movie, you never thought it could be pure bliss with him. But you were living it.

You heard him saying someone’s name over and over again “Becca… Becca it’s alright.” he whispered. Than he started scraeming.you tried to wake him with soft touches but nothing worked. “Bucky wake up your having a nightmare wake up” you shouted and he snapped out of it and began weeping. That night he told you the why he started boxing. His sister was killed in a home invasion when he was a teenager and he couldn’t fight off the invader. They knocked him unconscious and killed his sister. That night you saw Bucky in a new light. Behind this strong face was a hurt boy fighting for himself.

Your relationship with Bucky was stronger from that point. You were glad he didn’t give up on you. And he was glad you didn’t give up on him. You went to everyone of his matches. The loudest one in the crowd yelling for him. After every match you all went to the same place for ice cream and cut threw the park to get back to his place.

That night after the fight you all did the same thing ice cream a nice quiet walk and cuddling on the couch. He was different that night more affectionate with you. Not that he wasn’t to begin with. You all were sitting in silence on his couch. Curled up just enjoying each other company. Bucky go up and went to his room and returned with a box. He didn’t speak as he walked back he just grabbed your hand and spoke.

“I never thought I would find someone who understands me so well. Who gets me. Who outs up with me when i’m being a asshole ]. And who can set me in my place. Amd center me with a few simple words. Y/N i’ve come to love you. I love you.” his voice began to crack and he let out a shaky laugh.

“This is not a proposal. It’s a promise ring. A promise to make you laugh whenever i can. To be your friend when your down. And to let my love for you continue to grow.” you don’t know what to say by this point you were crying. Never in a million years would you have thought that you would be this way with anyone. Especially not the boxer Bucky Barnes but you were. From This point you one you just wanted him. There would never be anyone else. Your words were lost so you accepted the ring with a breathy yes. And a kiss that would make a priest swear. From this point on it was you and Bucky. It was Him and I.

Alright I was very nervous to post this. I had this idea in my head for a while and decided to type it up today. I’m trying something new. Please leave me some feedback. I’m nervous as if anyway. lmao okay I’m done

~ Shay

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sayilud · 6 years

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opus #3

The Commuters by Marc Paige Noon, September 3, 2362. Earth, Verse 0. The gentle tone announcing the midday meal sang out as it did day after day. The line stopped and Ralph and Sam set down their tools, punched the time clock, and headed to the break room for lunch. "Are you kidding me?" burst out in a spray of breadcrumbs. "Look, I've got no pollution, no noise, no jets, no nothin'! Peace and relaxation is what I got." "Yeah, well, I have TV at least. I saw a first run of the Honey Mooners last night! And I had a cold beer from the fridge!" Every day the same discussion. Ralph and Sam are "commuters". Times were desperate after the population hit 200 billion. The guys with brains the size of a planet had figured out how to slip a person across the branes of the multiverse. They also discovered that they could manipulate the entry points such that one could choose the timeframe of the destination verse. It wasn't time travel per se, but close enough. It provided a safe and effective means to distribute the population. And because there was an infinite number of destination verses available, there was plenty of room for all. “Commuting” saved the world. Ralph had decided to live in 18th century France. It was a fine era and he had the life of a gentleman. 24th-century pay was a king's ransom. (Of course, the payroll department was a bit more complicated as each person was paid according to his home verse. Salt, gold, dollars, skins, you name it, you could get paid in it.) He didn't mind the lack of "modern conveniences". Sam had a wife and kids in 1955. She met him at the door at the end of every workday with a martini, 3 olives, wearing a dress and pearls. He even had the white picket fence. His pay didn't go as far as Joe's, but he lived well. "Bugs Bunny! Ferchrissake! Bugs Bunny!" Sam loved Bugs. "Oh yeah? Well, I watched Mozart play live in the court of Paris. Wolfgang...Amadeus...freakin'...Mozart. Bugs Bunny my butt..." the words were stifled by Ralph's next bite. At the end of the break, the gentle tone again sang out. Ralph and Sam gathered up their lunch kits, Ralph his tin box; Sam his cloth sack. The friends punched back in, picked up their tools as the line resumed its steady pace.

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