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THIS ORIGINAL CONCEPT MULTIMUSE WAS CONCEPTUALIZED BY MYSELF ON NOV / 2 / 2025 AND LAUNCHED NOV / 10 / 2025. ALL GRAPHICS, MUSIC, AND THEME CONCEPTS ARE MY OWN.
❝ i’m not leaving until you feel better. ❞ penny or mel!
𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 ❛ 𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗗 ❜ 𝗛𝗔𝗦 𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗔 𝗚𝗜𝗙𝗧 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗚𝗢𝗗 is actually pretty on the nose — his father was a god, was he not? being a single mom has been hard enough on its own, but to be a single mom when you can barely function is a whole new ballpark. while a part of her feels guilty that peter has to spend his day with a rambunctious kindergarten kid, she won't downplay how absolutely grateful she is to have him here. despite the twinge of guilt, she drags her feet all the way back to bed, feeling better knowing that somebody's here to entertain emma.
❝ i mea — ❞ penny's interrupted by a phlemgy cough. ❝ ugh . . . i mean it, pete ; if you wanna go at any time, y'can just wake me up. either way, it's steak an' fried veggies all week for ya. ❞ it still doesn't feel like enough to show her appreciation, but god, does she ever need a good and long nap. it's clearly shown in the way she falls into bed with dead weight, slowly but surely getting herself under the covers. ❝ and please wake me up if anythin' happens with emma — ❞
a sharp pull of skin stirs him , fingers had been rubbing and picking at his sleeve in the absence of comfort , bob hadn't been aware until he'd unintentionally twisted flesh alongside his undershirt . back teeth bite down to keep the sting from reaching his expression , covered unsuccessfully with a weak smile . “ yeah - no i don't like flying either . . . sucks ‘cus i can actually fly , apparently . ” he laughs , it's more a sardonic huff , “ you'll be there before you know it . and you're with people you know , i guess mel flies a lot so . . . she'll be there to help . ” his hand returns to his elbow where fingers idly pluck at the fabric , “ you need help with anything , or . . ? ”
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗧 𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝗘𝗫𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗨𝗜𝗡𝗘 ; not the fake huff and hum that will satisfy the others when she's anxious. ❝ hey, at least if something gets stuck in a tree, you'll be able to get it, ❞ verity speaks through a fond smile. ❝ uh, sure — wanna come back to my place and keep me company while i pack? ❞ it's not the first time that she's noticed her own anxious habits in bob ; verity's cuticles are always in rough shape around manicured nails, not to mention small holes in the thighs of heavily worn jeans as she picks at the pills. it's small, easily missed to those who can get through their days without fear, but verity notices. gently, she reaches for bob's hand ; not only to break the bad habit, but to hopefully soothe his restlessness, even if only by a little. without a word, her hand returns to its place at her side in an active effort not to start picking at her own skin. ❝ shit — i don't even know how or what to pack . . . ❞
𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦 𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗞𝗦 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘, yet even with bob back home in her arms, verity can't help but feel like she should have seen it. even the slightest hint that the void was so present, just waiting beneath the surface for her next work trip — had she seen it, she'd have stayed. had she seen it, perhaps he'd have stayed, too. as hard as it is to shake the thought, verity has to remind herself that what's done is done ; bob is home, and he's safe. in this moment, that's all that matters.
it had taken some time for the chaos and excitement of his return to settle. everybody's attention was on bob the second he entered the building — medical, tactical, the sentry's special research team . . . it feels like the entire time she's had him back, verity has had to share his presence with unwanted company. to be back in his bed, his full, warm bed, feels like a dream ; so much so, she even says so as she nuzzles her nose against his forehead and presses the sweetest of kisses to his hairline. it's even better than a dream.
you're warm. you're real. his mumbled words stretch dry lips into a fond smile, a breathy huff of laughter exhaled as his own so tenderly meet the curve of her neck. ❝ i've missed you so much, ❞ whispers verity, doting fingers combing through tousled locks of hair. each kiss to her skin, the way his hands slip under the t-shirt she'd taken from his drawer, make bob's intentions clear — and in this moment, verity will give him anything he wants, if only it's for certain.
❝ you sure it's not too soon? ❞ a question she already knows the answer to, but needs to hear from his own lips before she allows him to go any further. fingertips brush softly underneath bob's chin, tipping his gaze upward to meet her own. ❝ there's no rush — we've got all the time in the world to stay here and rest. ❞
Because, like it or not, we're not all balls of sunshine all the time. We can be pure salt when we want to be.
☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?
♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?
♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?
♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz
♚ How many people don't like you?
⚜ How many people do you not like?
✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?
☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?
☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?
☼ How long do you stay mad?
☀ What's your rp pet peeve?
☁ Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn't have?
☂ Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn't have been?
☢ What fads/trends are you so over?
☣ Have you ever rp'd with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about?
♨ Have you ever made a public call out post?
❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?
✿ What do you think about public call out posts?
✂ A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting?
✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?
✦ Thoughts on duplicates following you?
✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?
❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?
❦ Has someone been jealous of you?
❧ Have you ever been jealous of anyone?
✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?
♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?
( collar ) : for SENDER to kiss along RECEIVER'S collarbone. / for verity !
suggestive prompts. ( @nota1one )
𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗡𝗘𝗪 & 𝗘𝗫𝗖𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 & 𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗙𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗔𝗧 𝗢𝗡𝗖𝗘. naturally, verity can't seem to keep curiosity at bay ; an exploratory kiss between friends, a first for herself — her first kiss, at twenty-nine years old. should she be embarrassed? worse yet, is she supposed to tell bob that she's never done this before? the racing questions slip her mind as large hands slip just below the hem of her tank top, where her hips fit under his palms like a puzzle piece. the gentle tug that comes next is welcomed when bob pulls her closer. her own touch is cautious, as if one misstep might cause this entire moment to implode. one recently inked hand flat upon his chest, the other curling fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck. it's only natural, experimentation between friends, is it not?
what had started as a soft kiss has somehow spiralled — both enamoured with the taste of the others' lips, the testing swipe of tongues that pull them in deeper. verity can't get enough. heart pounding, she leans back into a throw pillow as bob's palm slides from her hip to the back of her thigh. there's a flutter in her stomach as he pulls her knee up over his hip, a brief distraction before his lips inch away from her own. there's a unanticipated whine that nearly escapes the pout of her lips, brows knit in a second of confusion until bob begins a trail of insatiable kisses down her neck.
despite the rain that pours outside, his room is entirely too hot in this moment. ruby hair is soon pushed back over her shoulder as head falls back upon the arm of the couch, a strange tightness closing its fist around her lungs when she feels hungry lips upon her collarbone. suddenly, it all becomes too real. as panic strikes, verity is quick to sit up, face and neck flushed from a mixture of nerves and the heat of the moment. ❝ sorry, i — i don't . . . ❞ breathlessly, she tucks tousled locks behind both ears, brown eyes avoiding bob's for a change. ❝ it's, it's not you, i just . . . ❞ it's unlike the journalist to be at a loss for words, and yet here she is, forcing a sheepish smile in an effort to reassure bob that he's done nothing wrong. ❝ i'm sorry, i . . . i don't know what's wrong with me — ❞
𝗦𝗛𝗘'𝗗 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗔𝗬 trying to forget about her upcoming travel ; as if the better part of her on-boarding hadn't involved a considerable amount of tasks and paperwork to get her passport and travel documents in order. nonetheless, bob's enthusiasm earns an awkward smile. ❝ uh, yeah, i guess it's pretty cool. ❞ cool, but still nerve-wrecking for a life-long agoraphobe. ❝ i've never travelled before, so i'm kinda . . . i don't love the idea of flying. ❞
hi friends, just a lil update on my condition and my activity here <3
i'm just getting out of what my tms technician called the "tms dip", where some patients experience a temporary depressive episode about halfway through their treatment. it impacted my ocd the hardest, so i've been taking it easy and recovering in the last few days.
to say the least, between that and making progress in my weekly therapy sessions, i am mentally and emotionally exhausted lol
i have so much muse though, and i'm still going to make an effort to get out at least one or two replies per week. i will be very slow for the foreseeable future, but i'm always lurking on the dash and in discord/IMs albeit quite bad at answering when my brain is too tired to function but i am making my best effort to be present!
i appreciate all of the support and patience while i go through treatment and hopefully i will be done next month ( if not, end of june! ) and have the energy to get back into writing and pump out some replies.
ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM SUGGESTIVE DIALOGUE + ACTION PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.
DIALOGUE
come here, i just want you closer.
don't rush. i want to feel this.
you feel so good inside me.
i've been thinking about this all day.
tell me what you want.
you drive me absolutely insane.
i love it when you look at me like that.
don't stop, please.
i need you right here.
you're doing that on purpose, aren't you?
i can't stop touching you.
you feel perfect like this.
stay with me tonight.
i want all of you.
you make it hard to think straight.
look at me. keep your eyes on me.
i love the sounds you make.
you're being dangerous right now.
i missed you.. missed this part of you, too.
let me take my time with you.
you're warm. you're real.
i don't want this to end yet.
come closer. closer than that.
you feel like home.
don't tease me unless you mean it.
i like it when you lose control like this.
you're everything i want right now.
you're breathtaking when you're like this.
stay still, let me.
i love how responsive you are.
you're making this very difficult for me.
you don't know what you do to me.
say my name again.
can i come inside? please..
you feel even better than i imagined.
i want to hear you.
you're intoxicating.
i could touch you forever.
don't hide from me.
you're mine tonight.
you look incredible like this.
i love being this close to you.
you're shaking, i've got you.
you taste amazing.
i want you exactly like this.
i'm not letting you go yet.
you're taking me so well.
tell me if this feels good.
i love how soft you are.
breathe, you're doing so well.
i can feel your heartbeat.
i want to make you melt.
you're so beautiful it hurts.
stay right there.
i love when you get needy.
you don't have to be quiet with me.
you feel incredible under my hands.
i've wanted this longer than i'll admit.
you're all i can think about.
i want to savor you.
let me show you how much i want you.
you're making me weak.
i love being tangled up with you.
don't pull away.
i could get addicted to this.
you feel even better pressed against me.
you're driving me absolutely feral.
stay. just like that.
i love how you react to me.
i want to make you feel good.
you're mine in this moment.
you feel so right.
let me kiss you again.
you're intoxicating this close.
i love your hands on me.
you're impossible to resist.
don't stop touching me.
i love when you pull me closer.
you make me feel wanted.
i could stay like this forever.
you're everything i need right now.
i want to hear you come.
you're so warm.
let me take care of you.
i love when you relax into me.
you feel incredible against me.
i'm not done with you yet.
you're making this very tempting.
open up for me..
you're perfect right here.
i want you to remember this.
you're all mine tonight.
i love when you lean into me.
you make me ache.
don't hold back with me.
you feel amazing when you're like this.
i want to feel every part of you.
you're driving me crazy.
i love how close we are.
i don't want to stop touching you.
you're exactly where you belong.
let me feel you breathe.
you're making me lose focus.
stay with me a little longer.
you're everything i want right now.
i want you slow.
you feel incredible wrapped around me.
you're so responsive.
don't rush this.
i love when you look at me like that.
you make this feel so easy.
i want you close when you fall asleep.
you're intoxicating like this.
i love your warmth.
stay right here with me.
you make me feel wanted.
i want you to feel how much i want you.
don't go yet.
you're making me want more.
i love being like this with you.
you're everything in this moment.
let me hold you.
you feel so good against me.
i want to remember this.
you're breathtaking this close.
stay tangled up with me.
i love how you fit with me.
you're making me soft.
i want to stay right here.
don't stop touching me like that.
you're incredible.
i love how needy you get.
you feel perfect right now.
let me keep you here.
you're everything i want.
i want to make this last.
you're making me melt.
stay close.
i love your closeness.
you're intoxicating.
don't move.
i want you exactly like this.
you make me feel alive.
i love being wrapped up with you.
you're so easy to love like this.
you're everything to me right now.
i don't want to rush this moment.
you feel so right.
i want to fall asleep like this.
you're mine tonight.
ACTIONS
( fingers ) : for SENDER to lace their fingers with RECEIVER'S.
( lean ) : for SENDER to lean in until their breaths mingle.
( trail ) : for SENDER to trail their fingertips along RECEIVER'S arm.
( slow ) : for SENDER to press a slow kiss to RECEIVER'S mouth.
( waist ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer by the waist.
( body ) : for SENDER to press their body against RECEIVER'S.
( neck ) : for SENDER to nuzzle into RECEIVER'S neck.
( murmur ) : for SENDER to murmur softly against RECEIVER'S skin.
( cradle ) : for SENDER to cradle RECEIVER'S face in their hands.
( linger ) : for SENDER to linger close without speaking.
( back ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S back slowly.
( firmly ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S firmly in their arms.
( guide ) : for SENDER to guide RECEIVER'S to their lap by the hips.
( forehead ) : for SENDER to rest their forehead against RECEIVER'S.
( sigh ) : for SENDER to sigh softly against RECEIVER'S mouth.
( cup ) : for SENDER to cup RECEIVER'S cheek gently.
( jaw ) : for SENDER to trail kisses along RECEIVER'S jawline.
( arms ) : for SENDER to wrap their arms around RECEIVER.
( tug ) : for SENDER to tug RECEIVER closer by their clothing.
( temple ) : for SENDER to press a kiss to RECEIVER'S temple.
( skin ) : for SENDER to linger with their lips against RECEIVER'S skin.
( chest ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER close against their chest.
( thumb ) : for SENDER to brush their thumb over RECEIVER'S lips.
( deep ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly and deeply.
( nudge ) : for SENDER to nudge RECEIVER closer with their knee.
( curl ) : for SENDER to curl around RECEIVER protectively.
( rest ) : for SENDER to rest their hand at RECEIVER'S lower back.
( lap ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into their lap.
( collar ) : for SENDER to kiss along RECEIVER'S collarbone.
( hips ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S hips firmly.
( hair ) : for SENDER to brush hair away from RECEIVER'S face.
( press ) : for SENDER to press slow kisses along RECEIVER'S neck.
( nuzzle ) : for SENDER to nuzzle closer, seeking warmth.
( stroke ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S thigh absently.
( still ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER still beneath their hands.
( kiss ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER'S until they both breathless.
( trace ) : for SENDER to trace small circles on RECEIVER'S skin.
( heart ) : for SENDER to rest their hand over RECEIVER'S heart.
( brush ) : for SENDER to brush their nose against RECEIVER'S.
( wrap ) : for SENDER to wrap their legs around RECEIVER.
( hold ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER after climaxing.
( savor ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly, savoring it.
( cuddle ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into a tight cuddle.
( cheek ) : for SENDER to rest their cheek against RECEIVER'S shoulder.
( pull ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer until there's no space left.
@h0usetour : ❛ yeah , well , we’ve only just met . this is … this is how i am . ❜
thunderbolts* sentence starters .
we've only just met . . . it had been a week , still not quite long enough to get to know anyone . he'd been here for a handful of short months and he couldn't say with confidence that he really knew anyone here , only what they were willing to share . he wasn't going to pry anymore than he felt he already had . verity seemed nice , polite , and didn't carry herself the same way as he did — like he carried the weight of his upbringing on his shoulders .
“ pretty sure i said the same thing to yelena once . . . ” fingers rub into his shoulder with more force than was required . beneath the fabric of an overworn , bobbled sweatshirt he could feel the skin as it grew hot . it was a move made from the awkwardness he felt in what he'd taken as a mistake on his behalf . he'd pushed the conversation too far too soon , tried to be sociable and a tad more outspoken than he was accustomed to being . it would be good for you to make more friends , robert . so far so bad . “ i've met some . . . asshole people , i'm not gonna name names , ” but he wants to , if only for the sake of a joke , “ but you seem . . . you seem nice . i'm pretty bad with first impressions , i - i always kinda fuck up and end up talking until the other person is bored to death and never wants to talk to me again . ” he pauses just long enough for brows to scrunch together , and bob has to laugh ; it's all he could do . “ and you're having first hand experience with that . . . sorry . ”
𝗜𝗧 𝗙𝗘𝗘𝗟𝗦 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗦 𝗗𝗢𝗭𝗘𝗡𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗣𝗘𝗢𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗗𝗔𝗬, each one more important and bureaucratic than the last. some names she recognizes ; from email threads and zoom meetings while she'd been working from home. the transition from remote work to spending half days in the tower has been . . . well, it's been a major change, to say the least. there are too many eyes on verity, the new girl nobody's ever even heard of. one or two of the older cia agents may have read some of her articles in the bugle, puff pieces to keep up an income while her more political articles remain anonymously published to encrypted discussion boards — it would be too dangerous to bring those to light as credentials.
verity's done her best to keep her expectations low. she doesn't fit in here, even with her more professional attire and her septum ring flipped up ; she's made a point to at least try to blend in, but can't help feeling like she sticks out like a giant, red-headed blemish in the watchtower's pristine complexion. being out in public has always been bad enough, but here? it feels like nobody can stop staring. thankfully, she finds refuge in the company of a loose handful of trusted colleagues. melissa has been a gem, keeping a close watch over valentina's precious lie detector as she gets settled in. samantha's energy is . . . well, it's far more energy than verity has, but she doesn't dislike it. in fact, she almost envies it.
it's bob who's somehow figured out how to make verity feel almost normal — he doesn't seem like somebody that would normally be found here, either. she finds comfort in spending time around somebody with social skills that almost level her own. ❝ oh, no, i'm not bored — ❞ forefinger pushes thick lenses up the bridge of her nose, hand following through to tuck auburn hair behind her ear, where fingertips stop to fidget with silver piercings. if she's going to be making friends, she can't scare them off ; verity's mother has only been trying for years to get her a social life. ❝ i, uh . . . i'm sorry, i don't really, uhm, socialize much . . . ❞ she offers a sheepish half-smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, though eye contact is fleeting. ❝ at least tell me you know the best hiding spots for after those bad first impressions? ❞ she's mostly joking.
l like us. Don't you like us? / for mel from bucky <3
everyone becomes a poet.
𝗠𝗘𝗟'𝗦 𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡. this was fun at first, the sneaky hookups while valentina was busy mingling with politicians, shameless flirting when nobody was around . . . that's all this was ever supposed to be. it feels like in the blink of an eye, they've gone from hooking up to waking up in each others' bed, entire weekends when they find the time off. somehow, the idea still scares her ; a real date.
panic seizes mel's chest as she stares blankly at bucky, like a deer in headlights. her recovery comes in a nervous laugh that breaks her silence, a doubtful crease in her brow. ❝ you know we can't do that, ❞ she shakes her head, busying herself by gathering their clothes from the floor — it's four days' worth of domestic mess, of spending all of their free time enjoying each others' company instead of worrying themselves with menial chores. she tries not to think about that. ❝ i like my job. i like living in this beautiful suite, and i love having health benefits . . . ❞ a thoughtful sigh is exhaled as she dumps their clothing into a hamper and steps toward bucky to rest a soft hand upon his cheek.
❛ i like us. don't you like us? ❜
she's not sure what's more annoying : his question, or the look on his face like he knows he's winning her over. mel rolls her eyes before she can stop herself, where they land in a knowing glare. ❝ i like getting to see you every day. don't you like getting to see me every day? ❞ lower lip protrudes in a pout before mel rises on the tips of her toes, a tender kiss pressed to the corner of bucky's mouth. ❝ if val finds out, and we piss her off? she'll ship you off to god knows where. why can't we just be us? ❞
why does it feel like the only good the new avengers have done in the past few months is their keeping valentina safe from an attempt on her own life ? his missions across the country and beyond were few and far between , sam's avengers often slipped in before valentina could clear her own team for duty . it was embarrassing , to be so in the public eye yet he only had a handful of successful missions under his new belt . the events of the conference had been so unnecessary yet inevitable with valentina's running mouth and poor reputation . she wasn't the leader the new avengers wanted nor needed , oftentimes he'd voluntarily forget she was ever involved and opt to do his best to both lead and advise the team with yelena beside him . val's permission and endless red tape was a loop they shouldn't need to jump through .
he'd taken today's events to heart . mel had been far too close to the centre of the panic . . . it could have been her , and bucky had missed it , caught up in something he hadn't wanted to waste a second on .
through the crowd gathered on stage he finds her , surrounded by security who had no words of comfort nor a hand to squeeze , waiting for an escort to take her home . he's through the human barrier with a nod and a quiet word of i've got her . even when his hand is upon the small of her back to guide her away from the crowd his grief doesn't diminish , his guilt that this had happened at all and mel had been there to experience it would eat away at him for considerable amount of years . he's lost too much , what's one more loss ? it's everything , it's too much . his voice shakes with every attempt at asking after her wellbeing , the battle worn soldier is at his breaking point . “ she's fine , walker's got her , ” a pause , his demeanour cracks , “ jesus , mel , why wouldn't i worry about you ? ” his professionalism chips away the further from the scene they walk ‘til he stills down a vacant corridor , feet incapable of leading until his urgency is understood . “ this isn’t one of my missions , mel , this is fucking serious . i'm gonna worry about you . ”
𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗘𝗠𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗣𝗔𝗦𝗦 𝗜𝗡 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡, suited protective agents sprinting toward the scene of the crime as they pass. for a change, mel doesn't argue as barnes pulls her away from the scene — it's a much needed escape from the chaos. she won't show her panic in the public eye, won't give even a fraction of a hint that she's been rattled until they're out of sight. the second they come to a halt, dark blazer is ripped from her arms with urgency, buttons of a dress shirt more expensive than she cares to admit torn open without patience until she's down to her undershirt and kevlar.
shaking hands struggle with the buckles on either side, anxiety building the longer it takes to get them undone. ❝ get it off, i need it off — ❞ but bucky's words don't fall upon deaf ears. the tone in his voice does nothing to comfort her ; the concern unlike any he's shown before. this is serious. it's serious, and it scares her that it seems to scare the winter soldier, too. the second the vest comes loose, it's pulled over her head and thrown to the ground. the tightness in her chest reminds mel to breathe, a deep breath pulled in from her nose and exhaled with a choke — everybody's okay. it was a close call, but nobody's gotten hurt.
with a trembling lip she steps forward to bury her face against his chest, eyes squeezed shut to keep tears at bay. she won't cry. crying means they win. ❝ i-i get it, it's serious — please, just take me home, ❞ she croaks into his jacket, fists curled 'round the fabric as though federal agents might arrive at any second to rip her away for witness statements and too many questions from a medical team when she's not got so much as a scratch on her. ❝ now. i need to go home. ❞
hey besties, a lil update for you on my treatment!! putting it below the cut so y'all can see the vid if you choose <3
SO i've officially of tms treatments! side effects so far have really just been more of the fatigue, a bit of a visual migraine aura from time to time, and the headaches have died down quite a bit in the last week.
i would absolutely love to say it's working, but i can't quite tell at this point! over the week i managed to clean my 3-year depression bedroom (with help), which led to an exhausting, days-long cleaning binge. not sure if i'm feeling more productive because of the treatment, or because my bedroom is clean (or maybe it's a manic episode LOL who knows). regardless, i'm feeling a little weight off my shoulders not having to super clean anymore, but still about the same level mentally, maybe a bit better!
treatment is super quick and only was painful the first few rounds; no worse than tattoo pain in my opinion. my main concern now is that i'm still unemployed, my EI ran out, and i have no funds coming in to gas my car to make it to my daily treatments so i am stressin :) thankfully i do have some help from my mom for gas and my prescriptions, but i'll be focused on job hunting and freelancing until then!
for those interested, here's a lil vid of the treatment so you can see! it's transcranial magnetic stimulation, so not electricity, but a magnet pulsing on my brain. suuuper weird but the staff is phenomenal and i feel very comfortable when i'm there. <3
anywho, thank you all for the well wishes and the patience as i adjust to the change!! i can't wait to be more active here again <3
