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stargazer-sims · 3 years

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Journal Entry #17

Yuri

Well... I definitely overdid it this weekend.

I can barely move right now, and I'm hurting in parts of my body that I didn't even know could hurt, but I have no regrets. Despite a few small rough spots, this has been one of the best weekends of my life.

Perspective is a funny thing, isn't it? For some people, the greatest weekend of their life might need to have some big event in it; a marriage proposal, a graduation, a milestone birthday or some other major thing like that. For me, this was an amazing weekend because I felt well enough to be able to do everything I wanted to, and I got to spend time with people I love. I learned some important things and saw others learning and making progress too. That may not qualify as exciting to some, but to me, it's been lovely.

Of our many annual festivals in Mt. Komorebi, the Festival of Snow is one of my favourites. I enjoy the fact that we're celebrating something in the middle of summer that most people only see in the winter, if ever at all. I especially like wandering through the festival at night. Everything looks beautiful and magical, and the giant snow sculptures almost seem to come to life, bathed in the multicoloured lights.

I'd passed most of the afternoon and early evening with Dr. Nelson, and I have to say, it was pleasant. It was nice to be able to talk to her one on one. We have a lot in common, including our appreciation for music and art, and our love of animals. Victor and I have discussed adopting a dog, and when I told Dr. Nelson about that, she seemed pleased. She has three dogs, and there were always dogs in their home when Victor was growing up.

Not surprisingly, our conversation wasn’t all about modern art and purebred Boxers. Dr. Nelson wanted to talk about Victor, too. Particularly, she wanted to tell me about his struggles with anxiety, hyperactivity and lack of attention and focus. I know all about how he battles through those obstacles every day, since I'm usually there helping him find his way, but I let her talk since it seemed like she needed to unburden herself to somebody.

She said he was always energetic and active from the time he was a baby, but that his issues with anxiety, lack of attention and poor impulse control really surfaced after his father and sister died. I know about Mr. Nelson and Caroline passing away as well, but not a lot. Victor doesn't like to talk about his father and sister. Or, more accurately, it's like he wants to, but is afraid that if he does, it'll hurt too much.

Dr. Nelson confessed that she often didn't know how to help Victor, especially after his father's death, and that she was satisfied to let him run around and play all the sports he wanted because he was always calmer and less likely to get into trouble when he was tired. I'll admit I had to smile at that. I tease Victor about only being calm when he's ready to fall asleep, but honestly, he does need to burn off a lot of energy in a day. If he doesn't get enough exercise, he's unmanageable.

Dr. Nelson seemed more subdued than usual, but I guessed it was because she had a lot on her mind. I’m sure she must’ve been thinking about starting her journey back to Canada in the morning, and I supposed she was worried about leaving Victor. .

I hadn't seen much of Victor in the afternoon. He'd been off with my little sister Yuki, presumably playing games and keeping her and himself entertained. Victor adores Yuki, and I'm certain the feeling is mutual. They're really two of a kind in a lot of ways. They're both inquisitive, outgoing and adventurous, and overflowing with friendship to give to everyone they meet.

I hope Yuki never loses her kindness and her willingness to give to others. I hope she keeps it into her adulthood, like Victor and his mother have, but I don't know if she will. My biggest worry for Yuki is that my father interprets her generosity and compassion as weakness, and that he'll somehow find a way to crush it. And no, this isn't an irrational fear. I know with certainty that he would try to break Yuki, because he tried to break me, and he unquestionably succeeded in creating a ruthless copy of himself in the form of my other sister, Hana.

As unrealistic as it sounds, sometimes I wish I could just take Yuki away from my father. He doesn't deserve the privilege of a child like Yuki, and it makes me angry to think that he's treating her the same way he treated me, as if she's inconvenient and valueless simply for not being able to meet his unreasonable standards.

Of course, taking Yuki from my father would mean taking her from my mother too, and that's what makes the whole situation even more impossible. I think it's hard for Mama to show us as much love as she'd like, but she really does care about us, and I think she adores Yuki even more than she loves me and Hana. The problem is, Mama and Papa have a mutually beneficial relationship, so she stays even though I'm sure she's afraid of him and even though he makes her children unhappy. I doubt she'd ever take Yuki and leave him, and it would be nothing short of cruel for me to bring Yuki home with me and leave our mother essentially loveless in that horrible house. I would never do that to her, even if I could.

The best I can do is to be with Yuki as often as I can, and let her know that she's cherished by somebody who's not afraid to demonstrate his love to the fullest. That's something I've learned from Victor, how to love unconditionally and without restraint. It's the most beautiful feeling in the world, to know you're loved like that by someone, and I want my little sister to understand that feeling too. She should never have to grow up believing she's unwanted and unlovable, like I did. She deserves so much more than that.

Predictably, Victor came to find me when it was starting to get dark and he was hungry. I saw him coming, but pretended to be startled when he circled around and pounced on me from behind.

“Gotcha!” he exclaimed. “You’re coming with me.”

"Is this an abduction?" I said. "Are you trying to kidnap unsuspecting boys from crowded places?"

"What if I am?" he said. "Anyway, I'm only trying to catch one special boy. I don't have any interest in anyone else.”

“And where are you taking me?”

“To get food,” he said. “I’m starving.”

Beside me, Dr. Nelson was laughing. “Victor, I swear you’re a bottomless pit.”

“Guilty,” he said.

“I could eat,” I told him.

“Awesome. You can pick something, and we’ll share. Unless you want a lot.”

“No, I’m okay with sharing.”

“Mom, are you coming too? We’ll finally get to teach you how to use chopsticks, because I’m pretty sure none of the vendors have any forks.”

“It’s a good thing I’m not starving,” she said. “If I have to use chopsticks, I don’t think I’ll manage to get much from the plate to my mouth.”

“Just do what I did when I first came here,” Victor said. “Stab your food with them if you can’t use them to pick stuff up.”

“Dr. Nelson, just so you know,” I said. “That’s considered exceptionally bad manners, and Victor is an idiot.”

“Hey!” Victor gave me a light, playful tap on the forearm. "I was going to tell you all about the surprise I got for you, but just for that, now I'm not going to."

"You got me a surprise?"

"It's something big and cuddly that likes to be petted."

The sound I made while attempting not to laugh was decidedly undignified. "I'm hardly ever surprised by you any more, Victor."

"Oh, I'm not the surprise," he said. "It's in the car. I think you're going to like it."

"You can show me later. We were going to get food, weren't we?"

We ended up getting noodles with shrimp and vegetables. In the end, I let Victor decide, since I conceded that he'd be the one eating most of it. A few bites in, I realized I was too tired to eat anyway, and was content to just sit there and listen to Victor and his mother comparing notes about their day.

At one point when the two of them had evidently run out of things to say, Victor turned his attention back to me.

"So, uh... I saw your parents earlier, Yuri."

I'll be perfectly candid. I wasn't sure I wanted to hear about any chance encounter Victor may have had with my parents. Any time they're in the same place, things never go well.

"What happened?" I said, almost dreading the answer.

"Your dad still hates me."

"That's hardly news."

"No, probably not, but this next bit is. Did you know they're going into the city for some kind of business trip?"

"They go to the city on business a lot," I said. "The head office of my father's company is in Kyoto. You know that."

"Yeah, but did you know they're not taking Yuki this time?"

I stared at him. "What do you mean, they're not taking Yuki? Please tell me they're not leaving her at home with Hana. That'd be—"

"Hang on," Victor said. "It's not that bad. I think they're planning to leave her with us, or at least your mom wants to."

If it was possible to stare at him any harder than I already was, then I did. "Excuse me?"

"That'll be fun for you," Dr. Nelson said. "Your sister's adorable, Yuri. She seems like such a bright little girl."

"She is, but... that's not even the point here," I said. "Victor, are you saying my parents asked you if Yuki could stay with us?"

'Not exactly," Victor said. "Yuki told me, and it seems like it was your mother's idea. Your dad's not too happy about it, but I get the feeling he'll come around to the plan."

"What is the plan? Did they intend to just drop her off at our place on the way to the train station, or were they planning to ask us about this at all? Because neither of them mentioned anything about it to me."

"I figured they hadn't," Victor said. "That's why I thought I'd better give you a heads-up."

I sat there in stunned silence for a moment, genuinely torn between delight at the idea of Yuki staying at our house and outrage that my parents apparently thought it was acceptable to make that kind of decision without consulting us. I would never say no to Yuki staying over, and I was positive Victor would agree, but we were still entitled to the courtesy of being asked and of having the option to refuse.

"I'm going to have to speak to Mama about this, aren't I?" I said.

"You know what?" Victor said. "I wouldn't."

"Not that it's any of my business," Dr. Nelson added. "But I wouldn't, either. Not for the same reasons Victor wouldn't, probably, but here's what I think. It's not up to you to manage your parents' responsibilities for them. Yuki is their child, and they're the ones who need to make arrangements for her. Not to mention, you and Victor are adults. They no longer have the right to make decisions for you."

"Yeah, that's totally not why I wouldn't do it," Victor said. "I wouldn't because I'm kind of scared of Mrs. Okamoto. But, I like your reasons better, Mom."

"I've learned a thing or two this past few weeks with you boys," Dr. Nelson said. "Our kids will always be our kids, but we get to a point where we can't look at them as children any more. We have to respect that they're growing up and doing things according to what they think is best for them, not what we think is best. The way you do something may not be how I'd do it, but I still need to respect you and your choices as adults."

"That's like, really profound," Victor said. "We taught you that?"

"You did," she said. "Especially you, Victor. You were still my little boy when you went away, and then I came here and found a grown up man."

"Maybe not completely grown up," he mumbled. He ducked his head, looking embarrassed. "I think I still kind of want to be your little boy sometimes."

"I'm sure you will for a while," she said. "You've still got a few things to figure out. Both of you. But, you're doing really well, and you both make me proud. I hope your parents will realize some day that they've got a lot to be proud of in you too, Yuri."

"I doubt it," I said, "But I really appreciate that you're proud of me."

"Of course I'm proud of you. You're my bonus son, after all."

"Your what?"

"Well, 'son-in-law' doesn't seem quite right to me," she said. "There's something a bit detached about that, don't you think? I like to be close to the people I love, and I really do feel like you're part of our family. You're the surprise addition I didn't know I was going to get. The bonus."

"Oh," I said, and I think maybe I smiled with my whole body then, like Victor does. "That's... wonderful. I like it."

"Me too," Victor agreed. "Definitely way better than son-in-law."

Bonus son. I contemplated that, and didn't even know the proper way to describe how it made me feel. I didn't think 'joy' was big enough or 'gratitude' strong enough. Love, happiness, belonging... It was all that, and more besides. I wanted to be able to express everything inside me somehow, but I just didn't have the words. But then, suddenly, I realized I didn't need any. It occurred to me exactly what I could do.

"Dr. Nelson?" I ventured.

"What is it, sweetie?"

"Could I... would it be okay if I hugged you?"

She smiled. "I think you know the answer to that, Yuri. But, is that going to be comfortable for you?"

I nodded. "Just don't squeeze too hard, please."

It was a quick hug, only lasting for about two seconds, but it was enough. it felt good, not suffocating or panic-inducing, and I thought perhaps with time, I'd be able to hug her properly, the way a son should be able to hug the bonus mom he didn't know he was going to get.

On our way back to where we'd left the car, Victor kept his arm around me while we walked. We were moving slowly, mostly because of me, and Dr. Nelson was several paces ahead.

"You did good back there," Victor said quietly to me. He glanced at his mother, striding along purposefully in front of us. "She needed that, I think."

"Me too," I said, surprising myself. "We're so lucky to have her, and I didn't know how else to tell her."

"It was perfect," Victor said. "That's her love language, you know. I get that it's hard for you, but I'm glad you tried."

"It wasn't as hard as I thought," I said. "Maybe when she visits next time, we can try again and it'll be better."

Victor squeezed me and leaned in to kiss my forehead. "You're amazing, you know that?"

"Thanks," I said.

"You doing okay? It's been a long day for you."

"Yeah, but I think I've reached my limit." I pressed against him, still trying to walk while also trying to get as close to him as possible. "I'm so cold and tired. I think you should carry me the rest of the way to the car."

"I can't do that, sweet baby, as much as I want to."

"Why not?"

"Because I promised Mom we'd do a night run, so I'm kind of trying to conserve some energy for that."

"I don't think you should," I said.

"Why?"

"Because if you're tired, you won't be able to focus, and I'm worried you'll get hurt."

"It'll be fine," he said. "Once I get up there, I'll get a second wind. Are you going to come up and watch?"

"No, because then I'll have to walk back down, and I don't think I can. I'll just wait at the bottom of the run, and see you when you finish."

"Okay," he said. "Just one run, and then we'll go home, all right?"

"All right."

"When we get home, you can have a nice hot bath, and then I'll tuck you into bed. Sound good?"

"You'd better be planning to get into bed with me."

"Only if you don't put your freezing cold toes on me."

"I'll put on socks, but can I at least warm my hands on you?"

"I've got just the thing for your hands," he said, "Nose and ears and mouth, too. Want me to show you?"

"Does it mean I get to stop walking for a minute if you do?"

He didn't reply. He just turned me around gently and drew me in close. Even with our jackets between us, I could feel how much warmer he was than me, and I wanted to stay wrapped in that comforting embrace for as long as I could. The lights from the festival glowed all around us, painting the snow in all the vibrant colours of an aurora, purple and blue and green.

I stood still, letting Victor cover my face in soft little kisses. He was right. The heat radiating from him did warm my nose and cheeks and mouth.

"Better?" he whispered.

"Mm-hmm."

That moment could've lasted forever, but reality barged into our private little universe in the form of Dr. Nelson. She must've noticed that we weren't following her any more, and turned back to check on us. The noise she made was nondescript, but it was enough to draw our attention away from each other.

"Boys, I hate to interrupt, but if we're going to have our little competition, we'd better get ready and go now. We'll just have time for one run before they close the trails for the night."

I whined involuntarily as Victor let go of me and took a small step back.

"Right," Victor said. He gazed at me for a second. "Remember where we left off. We'll continue this at home."

"After I've had a long hot soak," I said.

"I don't see why we have to wait until after." he gave me a mischievous look. "I could get into the bath with you. That'd be fun."

"I'll think about it, but if I say yes, you have to promise to behave yourself. No tickling me and no splashing. I just want you to be gentle with me, okay? I'm not in the mood for your silliness."

"No silliness. Got it." But, judging by the gleam in his eyes, if I let him bathe with me, there would indeed be a whole lot of silliness, which would inevitably lead to me scolding him and to him sulking. Then, he wouldn't sleep in my bed. I really wanted him in my bed, and I decided that a stupid argument over bathtub nonsense would not do at all. As much as he'd complain about it, we'd both be better off if I soaked away my aches and pains by myself.

I sighed. "Honestly, Victor. I don't even know why I put up with you."

"Because you love me," he said. "Besides, if it weren't for me, how would you stay warm at night?"

"Go," I said. "Have your snowboarding contest with your mother, and please try not to break your neck."

"Arms and legs are okay though, right?"

"Go, Victor. I'll see you when you're done."

He laughed, and kissed me lightly on the cheek before bouncing over to his mother. The two of them linked arms, and hurried off to get their snowboards and gear from the car. All I could do was try to keep up.

If there was ever any question in my mind as to where Victor got his daredevil tendencies, It was erased after watching the last portion of Dr. Nelson's trip down the mountain. From where I stood at the bottom of the run, I was able to see both her and Victor for about the last third of the course. Victor wasn't in top form, but I could tell that his mother was. When they reached the bottom of the course and asked me to judge, I had to declare that, from my point of view, Dr. Nelson was the winner.

Victor wasn't the least bit disappointed. "See? I told you my mom can shred!"

They high-fived, and Dr. Nelson said, "We'll have a rematch when I come back."

Victor grinned. "Challenge accepted."

This is my family, I thought, watching them. My crazy, energetic, loving, unconventional family. It wasn't the one I was born into, but it was the one that'd chosen me, and I was immeasurably grateful.

Victor handed Elsa off to his mother and winked at me. "Still want me to carry you to the car?"

"Are you serious?" I said.

"I might not be able to carry you all the way, but we'll go until my arms get tired," he said.

"Wait a second. You can't really—“

But my impulsive, impossible Victor was not listening. He swept me off the snowy ground as if I weighed nothing.

"For goodness sake, Victor..." Dr. Nelson began.

"No, it's okay," I said, breathless. I wrapped my arms around him and hung on. "We're all right."

Dr. Nelson looked like she wanted to chide Victor a bit more, but then appeared to change her mind. Her expression softened. "Yes," she said. "Yes, I can see that you are."

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buckyhad · 4 years

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Tangled (Bucky Barnes x Stark!reader)

I. Kids.

Summary: Since tony met you, he keep you safe in the tower, but Bucky has another idea about that.

A Rapunzel avenger story.

Warnings: mention of death, minor violence, Bucky with a hurt ego.

Word counting: 1,3k

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"This is the story of how I died." Bucky started narrating. "Don't worry, this is actually a very fun story. And the truth is, it isn't even mine. This is the story of a girl, named (Y/n). And it starts, with the sun. Now, once upon a time, a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens."

He made a dramatic pause.

"Turning into a golden flower.

It had the ability to heal the sick, and injured. Oh, it can make your most desired dream come true too. Remeber that, it's kinda of important."

"There was a lovely couple in a small town, everyone loved them, she was about to have a baby, and she got sick, really, sick. She was running out of time. And that's when people usually start to look for a miracle. Or in this case, a magic golden flower."

"The magic of the golden flower, healed the woman. A healthy baby girl, was born. With beautiful hair. I'll give you a hint. That's (Y/n). To celebrate her birth, the couple launched a flying lantern into the sky. For that one moment, everything was perfect. And then that moment ended." Bucky sighed "Everyone wanted to ask for a wish, so they started to wait outside the little girl's home just to make it, the rumour spread fast and people from everywhere started going to the town." He finished.

My mother became sick again when I was 11, and my dad wasn't my dad anymore, no without her.

I was almost twelve when she died. It was awful.

But not as awful as losing my dad three months after that.

Thats when I met Tony Stark. Bumping into him while crying on the street.

Long story. Short, Tony saved me and was like my father since then.

"save what was lost, bring back what once was mine, what once was mine." I sang while Tony brushed my hair.

"You're gonna make me younger kiddo." Tony he said.

"Sorry dad." I smiled.

After what happened in my home town, I moved to the stark tower. A hidden part.

Tony say that the world was dangerous for someone with my gift.

*8 years later*

Pascal, my cat, hides behind a flower pot.

He was my best friend, a brown cat with big yellow eyes.

I shoved aside the curtains and screamed "HAH! Hmm, Well... I guess Pascal's not hiding out here.".

Pascal chuckles, then I snatches him up with my hair. He shrieks.

"Gotcha!!! That's twenty two for me. How about twenty three, out of forty five?." Pascal shakes his head no, tired of the same game. "Okay, well, what do you want to do?." Pascal points his tail out the window, indicating outside. "Yeah, I don't think so. I like it in here and so do you." Pascal pouts. "Oh, come on Pascal, it's not so bad in there."

"7a.m. the usual morning lineup, starting the chores I sweep 'til the floors all clean. Polish and wax, do laundry and mop and shine up. Sweep again, and by then it's like 7:15. So I'll read a book, or maybe two or three. I'll add a few new paintings to my gallery. I'll play guitar, and knit, and cook and basically. Wonder when will my life, begin. Then after lunch, it's puzzles, and darts and baking. Paper-mache , a bit of ballet, and chess. Pottery, and ventriloquy, candle making. Then I'll stretch, maybe sketch. Take a climb, sew a dress, and I'll re-read the books. If I have time to spare, I'll paint the walls some more, I'm sure there's room somewhere. And then I'll brush, and brush, and brush, and brush my hair. Stuck in the same place I've always been. And I'll keep wondering, and wondering, and wondering... Wondering, just when will my life begin?' ."

Bucky, Sam and Steve were jumping from building to building before stopping on top of one. The biggest one.

"Wow! I could get used to a view like this." Bucky smiled.

"Buck , come on." Steve warned him.

"Hold on Steve. Yep, I'm used to it. Guys, I want a building."

"We do this job, you can buy your own building." Sam laughed at his friend.

Once inside the castle a guard sneezes.

"Oh, hay fever?." Bucky asked.

"Yeah." The guard turns around to see Bucky leaning against the pedestal, with the bracelet in his hand. The guard turns back around. "Huh?." After a second of thinking he realised that sometime was wrong. The guard turns around again and sees Bucky, who is now escaping through the roof. "Wait, what? Hey, wait!."

"Can't you picture me in a castle of my own?" The three men were running of the police now. "I mean, I certainly can. Oh, the things we've seen and it's only eight in the morning. Gentlemen, this is a very big day."

I sighed after a really boring afternoon, waiting for tony to come back with the movies i asked. "This is it. This is a very big day, Pascal. I'm finally going to do it. I'm going to ask him."

"So, dad, earlier I was saying tomorrow’s a pretty big day, and you didn't really respond, So I'm just going to tell you. It's my birthday!"

"No, no, no can't be. I distinctly remember. Your birthday was last year."

"That's the funny thing about birthdays. They're kind of an annual thing. Dad, I'm turning nineteen. And I wanted to ask, what I really want for this birthday. Actually, what I’ve wanted for...quite a few birthdays now, I want to see the lanterns."

"You mean the stars?."

"Tony knew what she means, he was the one who made sure everyday in her birthday were lanterns in the sky" Bucky narrated.

"Excuse me, this is my part of the story."

"Sorry, my bad."

"No, there are this lanterns, and it happen to be in all of my birthdays."

"No, no, it can't be. You can see the stars from here honey, I can even bring you a telescope if you want." I was dissapointed, of course I was, it was my dream!.

"Fine, a telescope." Tony hughed me.

Back in the city the guys, running to their home in the tower, they saw a big drawing of the three.

"No, no no. This is bad, this is very, very bad, This is really bad." Bucky panicked. "They just can't get my nose right."

"Who cares." Sam chuckled.

"Well it's easy for you to say. You guys look amazing," He was truly hurt, how can they made him so ugly and his friends so handsome?. "All right, okay. Give me the keys, and I'll let you in." He panted.

"Give us the satchel first." Steve saw the hurt in his best friend's face after the picture, and with a ruined ego he has to make sure that the plan was finished.

"Wha..? I just... I can't believe, that after all we've been together, you don't trust me. Ouch."

"Now, pretty boy." Sam added.

"Sorry, my hands are full." Bucky smirked showing them the keys in his hand and running to a alley.

"What? BARNES!." Steve screamed. "Dammit! I knew it."

"Gonna kill him." Sam murmured.

"Retrieve that satchel with any force. We got him now, Maximus." Natasha, the captain of the guard told to her horse.

No one knows why she has a horse.

She chases Bucky. "C'mon Barnes, don't make this harder."

"Sorry Nat, our lifes are boring now, had to add a little bit of emotion." He pushed Natasha, and jump on top of Maximus.

"Go! Heyah! Come, fleabag, forward. No. No, stop it. HAH! AHHHHH!" Maximus tried to bite him.

So he jumped. "Catch me creature."

He entered the tower with the animal hot in his heels. "How can a horse get in here, damn Tony." He murmured to himself while going up the stairs, stopping and looking around he frowned. "Where the hell am I".

Bucky wasn't the smartest person in the world,

"Hey! That's rude."

So instead of going back, he opens a door and entered the unknown place.

"Alone at last." He sighed.

"And everything turned black."

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