I know y'all are in shock, but seriously, stop asking me about Tesla.

She deleted because she was miserable here. What she loved was writing. That was the only thing truly keeping her around and sometimes it's not enough. She works crazy hours at a full-time job, she's about to start school and having a tumblr with 24k+ followers was too much.

She couldn't breathe. Everyone twisted what she would say, she found her name being used to bring other writers down, people would complain about nearly every move she made. It's incredibly stressful to be under a magnifying glass like that. She took away bovaria to relieve some of her stress. She has some serious things to deal with, on a much bigger scale.

That's what she just told me. She's fine and happy. Her blog is gone. Her fics are gone. If you love her and you're friends maybe you have her on a different platform but I'm not playing messenger or middle-man.

76. “Please put your penis away.”

Omfg, Tesla, you would.

“Hey, Bucky?” You called out, walking into the common room with your sketch book tucked under your arm. “Do you know what happened to my pencils?”

Bucky shook his head. After telling you to ask Steve, he went back to the book in his hands leaving you to stomp down the hall.

For some reason, you never felt the need to knock on Steve’s door. Most of the time, he wasn’t even in there, which is what you expected as you swung the door open with abandon.

Your heart dropped into your stomach, finding a completely naked Cap standing in before you. “Whoa! Please put your penis away.”

Steve scrambled for his towel, quickly wrapping it around his waist. With his chest and face flushed a deep scarlet, Steve’s voice came out rushed and frantic. “What are you doing?”

“I just wanted my pencils!” You yelled back with your eyes screwed shut, trying to erase the image from your memory to no avail. “I don’t even want them now, forget it.”