Hey guys! I am a fanfiction writer, aspiring pro writer, and a bit of an artist. I have dreams of traveling the world and writing full time as a career. Nice to meet you.
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more parallels (not necessarily happy ones, huh)
Buckytober Day 4: Despair
I tried to smile because that's what you wanted. You wanted me to be happy for you...
How the hell am I supposed to be happy that you're leaving me behind for some dame you barely knew? She shoots at you and you're in love? What about us? What about the fact that we're finally together again, my head is on straight, the fighting is over, and we could have lived our lives out finally?
I thought... I thought you loved me Steve.
Got another fanfic sample for Buckytober
Buckytober Day 6: Poison
“How do you sleep?” I asked, suddenly desperate for the answer.
Her chuckle was half yawn. Her hand rubbed between my shoulder blades comfortingly.
“As well as I can I suppose,” she answered.
I hugged her tighter for a moment. Enjoyed the solid feeling beneath my hand. Closed my eyes and blinked away the horrors again.
“How can you stand it?”
Her hands on my back stalled. She turned to look at me in the half dark.
“You’re no burden to me. Don’t you ever think that.”
Wrong.
Not correct. That isn’t-
“How can you stand to close your eyes?” I asked.
Her eyes widened. “What?”
I sat up. Pulled away enough to look her over. Lightly gripped her shoulder to keep myself tethered to reality.
“I see them whenever I close my eyes. I can’t- I can’t make it stop. Every time I- They’re there and they want to- Or I’m hurting someone else and- I-I-”
I grit my teeth against a sudden sob tearing through my throat. Her arms back around me brought it out anyway. I clung to her as fresh tears poured down my cheeks.
“They keep- They keep hurting me Maeve!” I cried out, burying my face in her hair. “They keep hurting me and-and-and then I- I hurt other people. I couldn’t- I wanted to stop but I couldn’t!”
Buckytober Day 8: Star
Bucky is having an amazing time discussing astronomy with other lovers of science and the universe at the Texas Star Party.
