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Is there a word that’s a mix between angry and sad

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enough about taylor swift already. reblog and tag the smallest, least known artist you listen to

#klaus nomi #i don't really listen to taylor swift at all anyway

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Soviet Cosmonautics Day postcards with premier jour (first day) cancels

#soviet history #history #soviet union

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Summary: Thor's magic wreaks havoc on Steve's memory and your relationship!

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Avenger/Powered!reader

Word Count: 2,660

Warnings: mostly fluff, mild angst, memory loss, mistletoe!

A/N: @buckys-wintersoldier thanks for listening to me complain about this all day!

It had been an accident, but you were convinced that the innocent mistake was going to ruin your Christmas, and possibly the rest of your life. Thor had dropped by the compound to flex his muscles and herd some escaped convicts from Agsard who had sought refuge in midgard. Steve, Tony and Bucky had offered to help, letting the rest of the Avengers and you continue to work on your own tasks and pick up the slack. They made it back home without a scratch, but Thor’s exuberance and bluster lead to a small bolt of lightning breaking off from Mjölnir’s strike, hitting Steve unexpectedly in the face. He hadn’t even had time to grab his shield from Bucky’s arm during the commotion.

Steve woke up flat on his back with you, Bucky and Thor leaning over him worriedly. You stroked his face gently as his eyes fluttered open, a wave of relief washing over you. It would definitely take more than a single bolt of lightning to defeat Captain America!

Steve groaned and looked around, his vision adjusting slowly to his surroundings. “What happened?”

He caught sight of Bucky on his left. “Buck?”

“Hey bud, how you feeling?” Bucky asked him gently.

“Like someone punched me in the face.” He scrunched his eyes shut and shook his head from side to side to clear the fog from his brain.

“Steve?” You put a hand on his chest.

Steve sat up, looking at you with intrigue. “Sorry, ma’am. I hope I didn’t startle you.”

“Ma’am?” you asked, surprised by the way he spoke to you.

“Did you call an ambulance, Bucky?” Steve asked.

Bucky frowned at Steve’s reaction. “No, pal. Y/N always like to dress like that!” He smirked at you.

“Do you two know each other?” he asked before looking straight ahead of him and seeing Thor in his full armor. His jaw dropped to the floor unceremoniously. “Bucky, what’s going on? Where are we?”

“Steve, it’s okay, we’re home. We’re just outside the compound.”

“Home?” Steve asked again, looking around and not recognizing his surroundings. He looked around feeling like he was in a foreign land. This confusion was giving way to panic as he laid his eyes on the magnificent, glass-paned, Stark-designed building looming on the horizon. “Who are you people?”

“Steve, it’s me. Y/N.” You took one of his hands gently between both of yours.

It crushed your heart when he pulled it away slowly. “I- I’m sorry. Have we met?”

“You don't know who I am?” you asked with a slight tremble to your lip. 

“I'm sorry, ma'am.”

“Steve,” Bucky put his vibranium hand on his best friend's shoulder, making Steve recoil slightly as the hard metal made contact with his shoulder.

You saw the look of hurt that flickered across Bucky's face.

“What is that?” he asked, finally taking in Bucky's appearance, his long hair, bearded face and prosthetic arm. “What happened to you, Buck? And… are you shorter than me?”

Steve looked down at himself, finally understanding that he was the one who was different.

“Steve, what do you think the date is?” Bucky asked and you knew he was thinking the same thing as you.

“August 19th. But I'm guessing it's not because it's snowing out here.”

“And the year?” you whispered, hoping he wouldn't confirm your fears.

“1942.”

There was a collective sigh of disappointment as everyone around you reacted to his words. Steve's memories only extended as far as the war, after Bucky had been drafted but before he had received his orders. His memories of the serum and Captain America had gone, including his memory of you. 

“Steve, we should get you back inside. Figure out what's going on with you.”

“I feel fine, thank you.”

“Bud, we should get you to the med bay. You got hit pretty hard and you seem to have forgotten a lot of things,” Bucky intervened, knowing that Steve wouldn't necessarily take advice from a stranger. He put his flesh hand on Steve's shoulder this time and led him away. Steve followed without so much of a backward glance at you.

“Sorry kid, that was rough.” Tony's shoulder rubbed against yours. “Don't worry, I'm sure we'll figure out how to get his memories back. Come on!” He beckoned to you before flying back to the compound with only the lower half of his suit engaged.

Begrudgingly, you forced your feet to follow your friends back inside. You made your way to the infirmary and stood behind a glass screen watching Steve speaking to Bruce, your fingers subconsciously fiddling with a metal band on your left hand. It should be you standing there taking care of the love of your life, tending his needs. But instead you were hiding while all your friends surrounded him in an effort to jog his memory.

Over the next week in the lead up to Christmas, you went about your usual tasks and preparations for the holiday but it just didn't feel the same without Steve by your side. You missed how he would hover over you as you cooked or held your hand as you walked, you missed your morning runs and how he would push you to beat your own times, making you run further, faster and longer than you'd ever done before. He inspired you, he encouraged you, he loved you.

Now you felt lost without him. Despite his physical proximity, you could no longer feel the emotional intimacy you'd built. Every time you saw him, he was accompanied by a member of the team but he mostly sought the company of Bucky, feeling far more comfortable with him than anyone else. Surprisingly they had all respected your request to approach Steve on your own terms. You had explained that it was so that you didn't overwhelm him with information, but in reality you were afraid, terrified in fact that he might reject you. 

What you hadn't noticed was how Steve's eyes were constantly on you when you were in a room together. It often made Bucky chuckle and roll his eyes but true to his word, he kept his mouth shut. In fact, Bucky had become a better friend to you in the last week than he ever had been before. He had started running with you in the morning so you wouldn't be out alone. And despite telling him you didn't need a babysitter, he insisted that Steve would never forgive him if anything happened to his best girl. You loved Bucky for his loyalty.

“Don't worry, you'll get him back,” he reassured you with a gentle nudge of his elbow.

“I hope so, Buck, I really do.”

It was Christmas Eve and you were feeling a little overwhelmed by the feelings of loss you'd been pushing away until now. You decided to slip away from the compound to avoid the pitying glances and worried questions from your closest friends. Grabbing your headphones, a waterproof jacket and your running shoes, you escaped to the solitude of the lake within the grounds of the compound.

You used your powers to push yourself, let out your emotions. A disney playlist was pounding against your ears and as you reached the edge of the frozen lake Let it Go started playing. Lost in a world of your own, you started singing along to the music, using your powers to swirl snow around you in an attempt to imitate Elsa’s theatrics from the movie. Unbeknownst to you, you had an audience. Steve and Bucky had also a similar idea of getting in a run and Bucky, who had seen you leave, had steered his friend in your direction.

They watched from a distance as you danced and sang out your emotions. Steve stood enraptured with wonder at your display, his jaw hung loosely until Bucky gently closed it for him.

“Go talk to her,” he smiled knowingly.

“What am I supposed to say, Buck? She already knows me.” 

“Trust me, pal, that’s a good thing. Just go and be yourself.” Bucky shoved his best friend in your direction.

The momentum from Bucky’s gentle push got Steve walking over to you, his footsteps crunching in the snow. He was surprised that you didn’t hear his footfalls but the music pounding in your ears had you lost to the world. That was until-

You reacted blindly to the hand on your shoulder, grabbing Steve’s hand and using your powers to flip him over onto his back on the dock.

“Steve!” you shrieked. “Oh my gosh, are you alright?”

Steve chuckled. He was surprised not only by your reaction, but the fact that he wasn’t winded by the force with which you’d slammed him to the ground.

“What have I told you about all the sneaking?” you pulled him up into a seated position. 

“I don't remember,” Steve shrugged, trying to smile innocently as you sat down beside him and hung your feet off the dock.

A sudden laugh burst from your lips and in that moment Steve vowed that he would spend the rest of his life getting you to do it every single day. Unfortunately, your laugh ended with a sigh.

“I didn't mean to startle you,” he apologized.

“It's okay, I'm just worried about your safety!”

“I think I'm safe. My body is different from what I remember.”

“How does it feel?” you asked curiously. You'd asked Steve about his transformation before, but Steve had always brushed it off, that it had been his duty to change. Perhaps now you'd get a more truthful answer.

“Different… liberating.” He smiled at you shyly. “I used to have to worry about the cold weather, I couldn't run without the threat of dying. My reflexes aren't too shabby either.”

“It must be pretty overwhelming, all these changes.” You didn't just mean his physical changes.

“Yeah, it's not been easy,” he shuffled uncomfortably beside you. “Finding out that I did this to myself to fight in the war, that Bucky suffered so much,” Steve sighed, he always blamed himself for Bucky's experiences, that hadn't changed. “And don't get me started on the twenty-first century!” 

“That one's a doozy, huh?” You nudged his shoulder with yours. 

“Can I ask you something?”

“Always.”

“Why haven't you tried to help me remember my past?”

“I didn't want you to feel pressured to remember. It's been a lot for you.”

“Thank you, I appreciate that. At least Christmas doesn't seem so different. Do you have anyone special to spend it with?” He nodded at the diamond studded ring on your finger.

He had noticed. Naturally he had, your Steve was a very observant man. You wondered if there was a chance of rekindling the romance between you, even if he didn't regain his memories. The thought saddened you. You'd built a strong foundation through your shared memories and experiences, it almost seemed unfair for you to have that advantage. But here he was, the head strong, stubborn and scrappy man you loved. He was no different to the man you'd grown to love even if he didn't know it.

Steve presented himself to the world as Captain America, someone who gave off an air of confidence and calm, but to you, he was Steve Rogers, a scrawny kid from Brooklyn who never backed away from a fight.

“Yeah, I do. I'm hoping he gets back home in time for the holiday.”

Steve sighed. He was surprised that Bucky had encouraged him to pursue a woman who was already taken.

“But I wouldn't mind your company till he comes home.” You batted your eyelids and spoke slightly flirtatiously, wondering if he would notice.

“I know that it's not really my business, but I was wondering if you could tell me about your fiancé.”

Wow, Steve was a bit of a sucker for punishment. Maybe he liked you more than you thought. 

“He's kind and smart. He’s brave… strong. But the thing I admire the most about him is how determined he is to do the right thing. He puts everyone before himself, so I consider it my duty to make sure someone’s around to take care of him. Plus he’s incredibly handsome, so that doesn't hurt.”

Steve laughed, mesmerized by you but he could feel a sinking feeling inside him. Of course you wouldn't be interested in him.

“Oh and he has this really cool superhero name. It's Captain America!” You winked at him with a smirk playing on your lips.

“But-”

You watched Steve's face as the penny finally dropped.

“Why didn't you say anything?” he asked.

“I thought it would be a bit too much information. Don't you think?” You paused, before adding. “And to be honest, I was a little scared.”

It took a few moments for you to get the courage to look up into Steve's face, hoping he wasn't completely repulsed by your admission.

“No one else here has mentioned that you… we were engaged.”

“They don't know. We were going to tell them but then this happened and well-” you shrugged. “Plus, you weren't planning to propose until Christmas Day, but someone-” you prodded him in the side. “Someone got a little impatient.”

Steve blushed. “Well how could anyone wait to be married to someone as beautiful as you.”

It was your turn to blush. Which was followed by a shiver, your body trembled a little as a cold wind picked up around you. Chivalrous to a fault, Steve took off his own jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. “Why don't we go back inside?”

“Yeah,” you puffed out the word along with a small cloud of mist. “It feels like it's going to start snowing again.”

The two of you made your way back to the compound side by side in a comfortable silence. The backs of your hands brushing against each other but neither of you finding it in yourselves to reach out and take hold. Steve opened the door and held it open for you to enter first.

As soon as you both entered the threshold and shut out the cold, you looked up at Steve, smiling at the pink tinge on his cheeks and the sweet smile on his lips. You longed to feel his arms wrapped around you. Just as you were able to tear yourself away, Steve grabbed your wrist.

You turned back to him and noticed that he was pointing up at something. You followed the direction of his finger and a smile broke out on your face. Someone had tied a sprig of mistletoe from the ceiling.

“Is that-?”

“Yeah.” He answered your unasked question.

“I guess that means I owe you a kiss.”

“Far be it from me to break age old traditions. We wouldn't want to risk bad luck, would we?”

You moved back to face Steve, but he seemed to have lost that courage to move further. “I- this isn't something I've done before.”

“That's alright. I think we'll manage just fine.”

A warmth blossomed in Steve’s chest, sparks igniting as you leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively, for the first time.  The smell of your strawberry scented conditioner made Steve dizzy with anticipation, butterflies dancing in his stomach. 

Your warmth consumed him as you leaned up into the kiss, Steve’s lips impossibly soft against your own. The kiss was soft at first, chaste and innocent. His warm lips were soft and parted slightly giving permission for your tongue to enter his mouth. His nose nudged yours gently as you moaned quietly. Oh how you had missed him!

As he opened his eyes, he looked down at you as though he was seeing you for the first time. Every time Steve had imagined magic, this is exactly how he had pictured it. He knew everything about you, how could he have ever forgotten you?

“Y/N,” he said softly. “I made it home for Christmas.”

#steve rogers x reader

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Chatsworth House by dariashew.

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chocolate chip pound cake

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#defunctland #the wiggles

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Look I said I'd do it, sorry about the angle. (and the volume oop)

I'd appreciate a clickthrough on clock hell app, but no worries if you've already banished the evil off your phone, I getcha

Finished card:

Text ID: video of a hand writing with a dip pen in glittery red ink, the text coming in and out of focus reading "Nothing makes one face their own mortality more than being a wiggle." The phrase "Thank you defunctland" appears for the first few seconds, a gif of a rabbit bouncing a cartoon red car is in the bottom right corner throughout the video, and the audio is a loud 1 minute clip of the wiggles 'big red car' song

Finished card is a clear photograph of the inked paper from the video

#defunctland #Wiggles

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…there is something genuinely hilarious about Kevin Perjurer’s deadpan narration detailing the history of The Wiggles. 

I know that he regularly covers children’s entertainment, but The Wiggles’ focus skewing closer to toddlers is resulting in some fucking absurd stuff coming out of Mr Perjurer’s mouth. 

“The following year in 1998, The Wiggles released their ninth studio album, ‘Toot Toot’, which featured the hit track ‘Toot Toot Chugga Chugga Big Red Car’.”

#defunctland #the wiggles

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My mom was showing me her garden today, and she very excitedly told me about how "two giant Canadians" just landed in her yard the other day.

#goose #geese #canada goose #canada geese

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I regret to inform you that the bird is the word.

Based on a submission from @little-sparrow37

#dnd #dnd stories

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“Handing someone a baby is technically an item interaction.” “Are you objectifying children?!”

#this sounds exactly like something my dnd group would say

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“It makes annoyed tea kettle noises at you”

-Me, the GM

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10. Year Anniversary CA:TWS | Challenge

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 “10. 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫“ 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @catws-anniversary.

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐜-𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 10

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 15.151

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟: ❤️ | 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭: 🔥 | 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭: 🍂

— 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 26 | 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞

— 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 | ❤️🍂

— 846 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐎𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐧, 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐏𝐓𝐒𝐃, 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞

It’s your and Steve’s anniversary but he looks kinda distracted, when he has a nightmare he tells you what’s going on in his mind.

— 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 27 | 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

— 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 | ❤️🍂

— 800 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞; 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭; “𝐈𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥.“; 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞

After seeing Bucky after years again Steve still suffers with guilt. But he knows you support him and together you will find his best friend.

— 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 28 | 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃

— 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 | ❤️

— 1844 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭, 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

You’re visiting your boyfriend at work but when the two of you just want to get some food there are suddenly agents working for shield but fight against Steve.

— 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 29 | “𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭?“

— 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 | ❤️

— 634 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡�� 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, “𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭?“, 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞

Natasha, Steve and you are on a mission but when you need to hide things are heated between Steve and you.

— 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 30 | 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬

— 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 | ❤️

— 1475 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐓𝐖𝐒 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭

𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚, 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

Its the photoshooting for Captain America: The Winter Soldier and next to the photoshooting you have some funny stories to tell about Sebastian. But you're not the only one with funny stories about some of the actors.

— 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 31 | 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

— 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐞 | ❤️🍂

— 2674 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜, 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬

You and Anthony have to film another scene for CA:TWS the two of you really dont want to play. But Anthony makes sure you're fine after the scene and he has a beautiful surprise for you.

— 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 1 | 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫

— 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 | ❤️🍂

— 1817 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐇𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐚

𝐋𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭-𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭-𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

You’re working as a politican for Hydra, and the Winter Soldier is alwas there to protect you, because you're the only person who is nice and soft with him.

— 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 2 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫

— 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 |❤️🍂

— 1276 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐫𝐦, 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, “𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦.“, 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞

The Winter Soldier is often in lab with you for new experiments for the super soldier serum. But this time you talk, about him and about your feelings.

— 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 3 | 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞

— 𝐂𝐨-𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 @imtryingbuck

— 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 | ❤️

— 1773 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: 𝐂𝐚𝐩 𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐭

𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐂, 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐨

When you hear someone talking about Bucky you offer them your help to find him.

— 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 4 | ’𝐓𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞

— 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 | ❤️🍂

— 2012 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞: ’𝐓𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐞, 1940’𝐬, 𝐑𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧, “𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝“, 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

After another sleepless night and some stories about Steve and Bucky, they find him and Bucky can confess the feelings he has for Steve.

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It's SUCH A GOOD MOVIE

A very recent film, I enjoyed and would watch again someday, is “Blood And Gold”. It’s really interesting seeing WWII from the perspective of anti-Nazi Germans. It’s not totally realistic but I really got lost in it when watching - a good sign! Hope you find something you enjoy, others have suggested some great stuff. All Quiet On The Western Front and Band Of Brothers especially :)

Thank you so much! I'll take your word for it and put a little star next to those two. "Blood and Gold" sounds like a pretty interesting film, at least very different from what I usually see, so I'll definitely give it a watch whenever I can. 💗

#blood and gold

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totally feel free to ignore but what are some tips you have for writing? I rlly want to write x readers soon but idk how to start

Write for yourself: write what you want, when you want, for whatever reason you want, and don't let it become an obligation. It's hard to gain traction on a site like tumblr so you don't want to get discouraged by a lack of feedback/notes: which will probably happen if you're trying to write for others instead of yourself. Gaining fame should be irrelevant to you: it'll make you happier in the long run and save you a bunch of self doubt.

Read a lot. It can be whatever you prefer: fiction, nonfiction, fanfiction, etc. It simply helps to remind you what proper grammar, sentences, and characters look like. If you ever find yourself struggling to word things, take a break and read something else.

If you're creating a new blog to write on, reblog things to it or make unimportant posts on it immediately upon creating it. They can be things you'll end up deleting in the future, it really doesn't matter, it simply helps your blog be seen in the tags you're looking to post in quicker. Tumblr; at least when I started, has a sort of authorization process (for lack of a better term) where a new blogs posts will not be seen in tags until they've made a couple posts/reblogs. It's a sort of "prove you're not a robot" process that ends quicker by doing the aforementioned things.

Tag things properly and learn proper fanfiction terms.

Rewatching/rereading is your friend. Sometimes it's necessary to watch clips back again to see the little things that you might have missed on your first viewing. Even the smallest of interactions can really help to flesh out a character when writing for them.

Watch other films. There's only so many different kinds of character archetypes out there and finding similar characters to watch can help you come up with ideas for the ones you want to write for.

Don't limit yourself. Experiment with different kinds of fanfiction and see what works for you. You might prefer one type of fanfiction over the other or you might want to write different kinds. (i.e. look into the difference between imagines, headcanons, blurbs, etc.)

Don't force yourself to finish something. If you want to write ten different things all at once, don't force yourself to complete the post you're struggling with when you could finish two different ones in the mean time.

Give credit where credit is due. Don't grab a gif from a random place and claim it as your own or steal writing from somebody else (even if it's just a small segment). Always tag or link wherever you've found something and respect peoples wishes if they don't want you to use it.

Being self indulgent is part of the fun but try not to let it cloud your judgement when writing for different characters; especially if you're trying to appeal to an audience. There's a fine line between writing fanfic and making an oc out of preexisting characters: both are fine but if you're trying to appeal to the masses and/or be accurate, don't force things to fit just because you wish they were so.

That's all I got off the top of my dome so I hope that this helps! Good luck!❤

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The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.