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[selfwound]

WHAT Last chance for timefuck except not really
WHERE Wherever
WHEN Day 127, whenever

[So, you've been messing around with time.]

[Okay, we've actually been doing that, yeah. Quiet Mounds is still a bit unpredictable, with the seasons and the clocks a little haywire. Today, there's another little pulse of magic. Maybe some of you find yourself back to normal? Or maybe more people are suddenly the wrong age or timeline. Maybe Deadpool shows up. I don't know.]

[Last post for deage/age-up/etc event, though obviously you can continue to backthread or play at your leisure after this.]

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[divasterous]

I. I feel like asking him what I did is selfish. And I'm sorry.

[coldhand]

[rubbing the back of her neck]

It's not. He said yes, didn't he? It's what he wants too. It's not a problem.

It's a surprise.

[divasterous]

It's Steve.

[coldhand]

It's Steve.

[divasterous]

[. . . he sighs, just looking at her for a moment before looking down, silent]

[coldhand]

You haven't done anything wrong. And Steve hasn't done anything wrong. If I'm having some feelings, that's not your fault or your problem.

[Bucky speaks awkwardly. She doesn't love talking about her feelings. Call it that Depression era upbringing, or the decades of not being treated as a human being.]

It's weird. And it's hard for me wanting him to leave, but knowing I can't. And if I did, he's not the Steve from my world. My Steve won't remember any of this so...

Whatever I have stays here. That's how it is.

[Does that make sense? Feelings don't usually make sense.]

I'm not jealous. Steve's seeing about a half dozen people, and I know you have other partners, and I'm kinda dating a girl on the side. Weird, but it's all fine. But...

[But it's weird. Steve has a future he should have, and Bucky isn't part of it.]

[divasterous]

. . . but it's complicated?

[coldhand]

Real complicated.

[divasterous]

I'm sorry.

. . . thank you for telling me? I know it's not easy. Especially not with me.

[coldhand]

What is easy? [not a whole lot] And you're not the problem.

[a beat, then a huff and a rueful shake of her head]

Except Fiero having having a crush on me. Your taste is clearly shit.

[does that lighten the mood? it's meant to lighten the mood. and maybe give him an out of the conversation. plus, terrible taste]

[divasterous]

My taste is excellent.

[coldhand]

All evidence to the contrary?

[divasterous]

What, like Steve?

[coldhand]

Steve's a shit. Believe me, I know.

[divasterous]

[bursts out laughing]

[coldhand]

My taste in men, absolute garbage.

[so experience]

[divasterous]

So he has his flaws.

[coldhand]

Just a few.

[divasterous]

He's amazing in bed though.

[coldhand]

Enthusiastic.

[divasterous]

[he cannot argue with that and is cracking the hell up again]

[coldhand]

[shruuuuug. Bucky's not wrong, okay]

[divasterous]

He's got it where it counts.

[coldhand]

That's just inviting questions.

[divasterous]

I think you know what I mean.