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april texting.

TEXTING MEME
You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.)

instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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I am not always chatty. It isn't so unnatural.

[That next one, though. That one clenches tight in her chest. It could be a test to prove something he thinks is right, but doesn't have proof of. But... she's lying to him enough right now, isn't she?]

How long have you known?

I get it

[ He knows that line. It might be genuine, it might not be - he won't press on it too hard. Yet, at least. ]

on the phone? from the jump
not to sound creepy, but the breathing's too different
I wouldn't have known it was you, except you're presently the only option that makes any lick of sense

[ nobody else on Yelena's team has the skill to get Bucky's phone off him like that, and text Sam in a way where he can only tell the different due to hindsight, if that. ]

sorry I didn't say anything. I just didn't wanna spook you when you obviously needed that connection. I woulda told you it's okay to hit me up from your own phone soon, if it helps.

[Yelena appreciates the little bits and bobs Kate has been giving her. She hates that she's been so distant with her, and right after such a great first real date??? It's not fair to either of them, but most especially Kate. She will have to make up for all this later.]

I don't... know. I mean. I know... But I don't know how to explain it.

[For a second, it's just that.
Until she stares at it again and realizes how it sounds.]

It is not you. Or us. We're fine. I promise you that, milochka...

oh goD kevin KEVIN kevin that bastard

Depends on whether I can get it out with immediate shampooing or if I'd need to just cut it all off. And yes, I would make you pay for the haircut before I kill you.

[ The reassurance is sweet - and Kate didn't realize that she kinda needed it until it goes down like hot chocolate on a snowy night. Oof. Yeah. They're fine, and that's good. But that only relaxes one worry. ]

I'm glad to hear it. and.. thank you, for the reassurance.

you don't have to explain if it's hard right now
I'm here for you, whether you want to or can talk about stuff going on.
hell, you can always just crash my place if you want company but no conversation, either, y'know? sometimes just not being alone feels good, even if you can't talk about shit, yeah?

So you'd make me pay twice. Got it.

[He says with a grin and turns back towards the kitchen.]

Maybe I should think twice before giving you a knife to help me cut vegetables....

You usually do.

[That's her experience with him, almost entirely in a nutshell; he just... understands so much, and it's made her attach to him so quickly.]

I should have muted it. Stupid mistake.

[Does he know she sent all those texts? Has he put it together about the vacation being her fault? She doesn't want to ask, in case he hasn't, but... FUCK.]

You do not have anything to apologize to me for, Sam Wilson. You did nothing wrong... you humored me. I fail to see the problem. You would have... but?

[He's rethinking it? He doesn't want her to call him anymore? Or is she just reading into too much because of her own guilt?]

Are you mad?

Maybe I should think twice before allowing you to handle anything impossible sticky, if you're that sure I'll have a reason to kill you. Or I can just tie my hair up to try and curtail disaster.

You are welcome. Are you sure you know how to be quiet, Kate Bishop? I have not seen the evidence of this.

[If she doesn't make a joke somewhere, she might explode with all the other emotions crowding her head and chest right now.]

That sounds really good, though... Do you think we could start that sooner rather than later, actually? Like... right now?

[Maybe it would be different if she was talking to her face-to-face. Maybe it would be easier, somehow. And if it wasn't... then, at least she would have someone next to her, and that has to feel better than everything going on in her chest right now, didn't it?]

[ That surprises him. Something's going on here that he can't quite put his finger on. Reads like something's made Yelena feel unsure or insecure, maybe. Easy, then, to swallow the glass shards in his throat and focus on her, rather than his own pain. ]

I'm not mad at you. I'd never be mad that you needed comfort and didn't know you coulda just asked. I get it - if you'd asked, I coulda said no. and I'm guessing you weren't feeling secure on whether that would happen.

I just meant that I was gonna offer it when you called next, but that hasn't happened yet.
the offer is there, though. I started putting together some picture folders on my phone, too. I can walk you through the other things I sometimes do with bucky to help him through a rough night, see which other ones you might like.

[ It's indirect confirmation for her - Sam never realized it was her any other night. he may have wondered, but he could only ever clock her on the breathing. He assumes that was all it was. ]

it's important to me you know you ain't gotta be ashamed or afraid, lena
I'm proud of you for finding something that helped, and I'm honored I can provide that for you.

I'll get the spare dog bed. bring fanny, we can make a long weekend out of it, hm?
door's always open
I PROMISE that's not a joke about you picking the lock!!
I mean you can always come here - hell, it could be the middle of the night and I could be out like a light and not answering my phone
I'd still want you to come here

[He's not mad... and she isn't sure if that's better or worse. And he's doing that thing where he can almost read her like a book, too. It's uncomfortable in a way that makes her insides squirm.]

How do you do that? And so easy all the time. "if you'd asked, I coulda said no"

[She quotes his own words back at him, just to make it clear what she means, exactly.]

Oh. Okay. Well... I know now. And I would like that very much. Trying the other things, too.

[He's so goddamn earnest. Genuinely proud of her for this new step, and so clueless about all the reasons he should probably not even want to talk to her right now. The world is so goddamn cruel.]

I cannot be sure I will not feel shame or fear. I have plenty of both of those to go around. And I am so used to losing good things I get. They never stay. I never get to keep the good parts.

give me a break

[ It's stupid, and it's childish, and it's churlish. But Bucky can be like a hissing, spitting, angry cat when pushed on certain wounds, and right now, the Sam shaped wound is raw and bleeding.

He feels every 'thanks, pal' and 'appreciate it, buddy' like daggers that slide in between his ribs to carve out his flesh. He can't breathe with how devoid of light Sam's eyes were every time he smiled. How he really, truly, had nobody but himself to blame for the wreckage left behind of the man he truly, deeply loves.

Nobody... except perhaps the person who pushed him towards a leap he was terrified to take, and ultimately choked over.

It's misplaced, and Bucky knows that. He's the one who didn't take the plunge. Worse, he's the one who took it a step farther. Who instead of just failing to act, acted in an actively damaging way to the situation.

But then Yelena comes at him, and the leash on Bucky's poor coping mechanisms and non-existent emotional regulation goes slack, and he starts lunging. ]

don't you dare, belova

Yeah... that sounds good. Well, you made me laugh, so at least there is that.

[She hasn't been feeling too much like she could do that this week. Nice to know the ability is still in there underneath everything else, at least.]

Thank you, Kate.

[She feels wholly unworthy of all the things the other woman is handing her. It isn't fair, the way she can disarm Yelena so easily like that.]

Maybe... 20 minutes I will be there.

No. You do not get to have breaks. You know he won't even talk about it? I tried. I know more of what happened because you told me. Practically gave me a review of cabin, but he won't talk. Just said it was nice. What he needed. Eye-opening.

[So she was right when she told Bucky that his stupid hesitations all weekend had only convinced Sam that all they are... is friends.]

[ ooc full disclosure, my knowledge of The Flash after like mid-season 4 is purely reliant on various sources on the internet (with my knowledge of Arrow being up to mid-season 4 and the other DCTV shows from the occasional osmosis) but I can wing a thing as I try to blow off about a decade or so of dust off this lady. Misfires, cast mates, assumed CR, cross-canon, etc are all loved! ]

the unserious answer is 'that's my secret superpower'
the serious answer is that I've been trying what I can to help for all my life. I can't heal every wound, but I can try to slow the blood and take some of that hurt, if only for a moment

I know that feeling, lena
I learned young that people don't stay, ever. they leave, they walk away, and they die
and nothing will ever make that suck less or stop hurting
maybe nothing will ever feel certain enough for you to let your guard down
I can't promise you I won't die in this line of work.
but for all it's worth, I can promise that the only way for you to lose me outside of that is if you walk away from me. and even then, my line would be open for you.
I can't erase the losses you had to suffer. and god, I understand it, lena, I do. but I can make damn sure to be there when you look over your shoulder. I won't turn away, not from the ugly parts, not from the bad parts, not from the shameful parts.

I got you

Of course he doesn't talk about.
Sam doesn't do that. He brings his shit up only to let you know he gets your pain.
Steve and him bonded over PTSD and losing their best friend in combat. That's what Sam does.
So spare me the guilt trip, I'm fully aware he's letting himself suffer alone.

You don't have to rub it in. I know what I did. I know what he thinks now.

The one and only.

You can thank him later for almost getting tariffs imposed on penguins.

I'd never take pictures of someone in need of rescuing. [A pointed look.] Mr. Thor took a tumble and broke his leg. It was in the middle of the woods so the ambulance couldn't reach him. We took it on and got the guy out of there. I think it was one of those LARP things. Good thing we did, because he wasn't easy to reach.

Edited 2025-04-10 07:51 (UTC)

It is a good one. I like that answer. You could probably trick people into thinking you have some kind of emotion-sensing power or something. I wonder if that could be handy for you? But why do you do it? All the helping people. Lot of them are just... strangers, aren't they?

[She had been a stranger when they had first started talking. When he took her to lunch... gave her the best gift anyone could have given her– the box sits on her dresser, she wears the jewelry most days, hung up the little postcards on the wall above her bed, and looks through the other contents when the whim comes– showed her the alligators...]

Yeah... I learned it young, too. And they don't always come back when they say they will, either... It isn't fair... It is worth a lot more than you make it sound. You make it sound like it's nothing... if you feel that way, then... you do not understand how much it means to me. How important it is to me. How do you know that, though? You really think there is nothing, nothing at all in all the world, all the universe, that I could do or say or that you could learn about me that would make you rethink.. I dunno.... all of this?

["All of this" really means "being [her] friend".]

If you know, then why do you allow it? Why are you just sitting there? Why are you talking to ME? FIX IT! YOU can fix it! You're the only one that can.

I think that might be slightly better than mine. But I am hungry a lot too! So we have that in common

But you could be a stegosaurus with chainsaws on its back AND a costume!!

I've never really thought about it before.

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