Hello, I'm Nikki! I'm 24 Out Of Florida. I'm A Baby Witch.

I've given up fictober, but not writing, so here you go. Have this tidbit i wrote today

For liberty and justice for all.

But only for:

Straight-

I've known for years and years that I wasn't straight. Even when I didn't know what I was exactly, I knew what I wasn't.

Cis-

I’m not cis, I never will be. You can't force me into a box and expect me to be complicit.

Neurotypical-

Im autistic. I have ADHD. But I have just as much knowledge as every other person to make a decision on something that will affect my rights.

White-

I don't care that I'm white, I’m still going to get upset. Because are we really discussing who might not have rights because of their RACE?

Men-

Do I have to say whats wrong with this? Whats wrong with guaranteeing specific rights because of birth?

Lets put it all together. Ready? Okay go.

Liberty and justice for all, but not for all. But for those who fit into the compact, suffocating box that society has deemed "the norm".

This "norm" kills. It hurts and it kills, and it will not stop. This hurt and death with keep happening until we, as a people, stop it. You know it, I know it. So why are we still going on and voting for people who have never cared and will never care?

Do your part and do better.

Wolfstar as something I said yesterday

Remus: sometimes people ask me what I see in my boyfriend. I honestly have no clue.

Sirius: 😡

Remus: but he does hold my yarn while I crochet, so there’s that

Hundreds demonstrated today against the hearing of Iowa HF 2082, which would have removed gender identity from the state's civil rights & anti-discrimination laws. The bill was unanimously voted down in subcommittee.

Common Marlon Wayans W

girl do not text that man go make yourself cum and forget about him

Why do pro lifers show you a picture of an embryo and be like "THIS is what you're killing". Bitch ew I don't think we were meant to see that shit. What the fuck is that thing. Are you fucking kidding me it's just in there like that? Do you see how fucking terrifying that is. If I ever get pregnant this shit will haunt my nightmares just knowing that's what it looks like. Looking unblinkingly unseeingly at my insides. 🤮 Get out!!!!!!!

Fictober Day 4

Prompt:

"Do you resent me?"

"I resent these circumstances. But I don't blame you for them."

*changed resent to hate

Stucky, angst, hurt/comfort

Steve and Bucky had been together a long while, from friends in the 40s to lovers in the 2000s. Steve was used to waking up to Bucky's nightmares. He was used to calming him down and keeping him sane.

But tonight was something new, something strange. He's woken up to a metal hand around his throat, Russian spilling from Bucky's lips.

“Bucky!” Steve exclaims, trying to pry his hand away, unsuccessful. “Baby, look at me. Wake up.”

Bucky stares down at him, blue eyes piercing his, Steve's words awakening familiarity within him, overriding the fear and instinct.

But when he fully wakes up, he stumbles to his feet and gets himself as far away from Steve as possible, soft sobs escaping him when he realizes what had happened.

Steve rushes to his side, only to be met with a flinch and a gentle hand pushing him away.

“Its okay, Buck. Look at me, I'm okay. You didn't hurt me.” He reassures him, sitting a foot away from Bucky, hand outstretched, patiently waiting for Bucky to take it. “Its not your fault.”

Bucky shakes his head, pulling his legs to his chest and burying his face in his knees. “I coulda hurt you, Steve.” He sniffs, tears pouring. “I love you. Don't wanna hurt you.”

Steve slowly moves closer, hand on Bucky's shoulder. “But you didn't, sweetheart. It was just a nightmare.”

Bucky sobs out and leans into him, face pressed into his shoulder. “Don't you hate me?”

“Baby, no. I hate these circumstances. I hate what you've had to go through, what you still have to go through. But I don't blame you for them, okay? So don't blame yourself.”

Steve pulls Bucky into his arms, cradling him to his chest, fingers gently running through his hair as Bucky slowly calms down.

Once his sobs turn into occasional hiccups, Steve speaks. “Buck? Wanna talk about it?”

Bucky shakes his head, burrowing his face deeper into his chest.

Steve sighs and nods. “How about I get you a cup of tea and we can go from there?” Bucky nods in response and Steve gently maneuvers him off his lap, helping him up off the ground.

“Go lay down. I'll be back in a moment, okay?” Steve says, helping Bucky to the bed. Once he nods, Steve presses a gentle kiss to his forehead before padding off to the kitchen. When he returns, its with a mug of tea in his hand, only to see that Bucky had fallen back asleep.

He smiles and sits down on the bed next to Bucky, sipping on the tea he'd originally made for him. “Sweet dreams, Buck.” He whispers, one hand playing with Bucky's hair. He watches over him for the remainder of the night, keeping an eye on his movements and sounds.

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James: I heard you like bad boys.

James: well I'm bad at everything.

James: winks with both eyes.

“Bucky’s the winter soldier again!!!!! He’s shooting with his left hand!!! He only uses his left when he’s the winter soldier!!!!!”

I present to you:

Captain America: The First Avenger

Captain America: Civil War

And

Falcon and the Winter Soldier

seven years later i am still not over the fact that dean killed himself because cas was dead and cas never even found out

and to make it even worse, it happened the same episode cas came back to life. dean killing himself to join cas in death, not knowing that cas is actually alive? literally the plot of romeo and juliet aka the most famous love story of all time. and this was never fucking resolved

truly the show of all time (derogatory)