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murder-popsicle · 4 years
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@skinnybrooklynxpunk​ from x:
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『☘』 Steve was coming in and out of Consciousness, He knew going against three large guys at once was dumb but he wasn't about to let them harass that Dame, not when the dame was so tiny, making Steve look normal sized.
Steve winced, as he shifted toward the noise that was coming from the head of the Alleyway.   “ ‘ello?”
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“Again, Steve? Really?” Bucky said. She sighed, but the exasperation in her words had been tempered by fondness. Steve wouldn’t be Steve if he stopped sticking up for what was right, despite the odds.
She crouched down next to him and helped him upright. “Lemme see your eyes,” she said. “Your ma would never forgive me if I let you waltz outta here with a concussion, God rest her soul.”
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angelic-din-mortem · 4 years
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Words and Back Pockets...
@skinnybrooklynxpunk​ Came from: Here
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『☘』 “Well thats one of the words this situation Requires.”
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“Thanks, I keep such things in my back pockets for safe keeping.” The man shifts a bit as he looks over uneasily at the other men before them while standing just behind the young man’s side. Holding a book, he looks at the boy and then at the men. “Take it they aren’t your friends?”
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lxttleredd · 4 years
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​❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞
“Oh, no, Steve...” Shea started, only to be cut off by the jacket being draped over her shoulders. “Really, it’s not that bad, keep your jacket, please.”
In reality, it was that bad. She’d had goosebumps from the chill in the air, and her arms had been crossed tightly across her chest, hands occasionally rubbing at her arms. She just...felt bad. She didn’t want to be a bother and take his jacket. 
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ironiati-blog · 5 years
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@skinnybrooklynxpunk || Continue from xxx 
Tony was many things but at that moment he was an idiot and it showed as he stumbled back against his worktable and held his cheek, for a small man he packed a punch, he thought as he stared at the other with wide eyes and gaping at him in surprised before letting out a laugh, “your majesty! you must forgive me...I admit it was a senseless jab on my part. I meant no harm” he held his free hand up in mercy while the other rubbed his sore jaw. 
“I hope I didn’t fall out of grace with you even though I am that only blacksmith that knows whats he’s doing....Anyway what can I help you with your highness?”
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starkclassic-a · 5 years
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plot please!’
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I’m really not great with coming up with stuff on the spot but an oldey and a goody is steve not knowing that Howard is still alive and then one day they thaw him out and they see each other again for the first time since the 40s and catch up?? Idk
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spyderwxman · 5 years
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Jessica’s eyebrows furrowed. She tilted her head to the side as she looked at Steve.
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❝ Who am I? ❞  She chuckled, shaking her head this time.  ❝ What’d you bump your noggin? It’s me, Jess. ❞
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enragedred · 5 years
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“I’m sorry, but it was too funny for me to intervene.”
Soft Sentence Starters [x]
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“Glad someone sees this as amusing.” He grumbled a little bitterly, nudging the now unconscious man on the ground. Not the normal reaction he gets for kick some alley thugs ass. But it’s not the worst either.
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New follower!  skinnybrooklynxpunk
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Fey was perched on a tree, resting after a long day of causing mischief and havoc. It was a cool night and the cold air made her pixie like wings twitch. The sprite let out a sight before looking up to the night sky, for some reason star gazing always seemed to calm her down. But her attention was drawn to something on the ground below.
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marvelpositivity · 6 years
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I Would like to Give @skinnybrooklynxpunk some love! the mun works really hard on her threads and doesnt get enough love for it! WE SUPPORT YA GIRL!
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murder-popsicle · 4 years
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Steve gripped his shield.
“Let’s blow this popsicle stand!” He charged forward into the fight.
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It was almost funny, watching Steve fight. Back home, back before all of this had happened, Bucky had always worried that one day Steve would pick a fight with the wrong guy and get beaten to a pulp for real. Now, though he was still the same short, skinny little man, he could pick up a jeep, or send people flying with a single punch. The look on the HYDRA agents’ faces, the way their derisive amusement at Steve’s size turned to panic when they realized who they were facing-- well. It warmed the cockles of Bucky’s heart.
She followed him into the fray, pistol in her hand. Of course she did. She would follow Steve anywhere, even to the gates of Hell itself.
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imxthexhandler · 6 years
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Sent on accident
[Continued from here]
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{Text; Ame}: I SWEAR MY PENIS IS THE SAME AS YOURS BUCKY!
{Text;Ame}: OH GOD PLEASE IGNORE THAT
Amelia choked on her coffee when she read that. She couldn’t stop staring at her phone, even after Steve sent his request to ignore the mistaken text. Just... How did one un-see that?... Especially a person with as good of a memory as her?
Oh god, how was she ever going to face Barnes or Rogers again after this?...
Still, she knew Steve must have been embarrassed. The least she could do is try to help.
[TEXT: S. Rogers] Of course, don’t even worry about it.
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thegreeneyedcarter · 6 years
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❝ please get home safely. ❞
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“I promise I will, Steve,” She answered over the phone as she headed out of the building to her car. “It shouldn’t take me long. Traffic is light tonight with school being out.” It was summer and she had just gotten out of meetings with the president. “Give me ten minutes? Did you order dinner yet?”
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remembersall · 6 years
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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
DO I PORTRAY MY BOY ACCURATELY ?   /   ACCEPTING   /   @skinnybrooklynxpunk
thank so much,  buddy  !    that is a ton of stars too wow.
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gxnpowderandlead · 6 years
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★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★
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you’re the sweetest. thank you.
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how do you best like to be loved?
willow hargreeves
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craft me a cunning creation
the power of 'i made this for you' is enough to make your heart ache in the good kind of way. the knowledge that someone sat down, and, with you in mind, they Created. they painted, they knit, they sculpted, they folded. they Created for you. it is something tangible. something that will remain when they have to leave for the night. something that lingers. you can look at it, touch it, and you can know that you were cared for enough to inspire creation. you were the source of someone wanting to make. you were, and you are, and you have proof of it. you have proof that they think of you, proof that they thought. and you're worth it, love, you're inspirational. i hope you have an entire shelf or bookcase filled with proof of being thought of and remembered. filled with tangible evidence of consideration.
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ofgunsandlipstick · 5 years
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👐 YOUR MUSE GIVING MINE A HUG
@skinnybrooklynxpunk || warm and fuzzy || accepting!!
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As Steve’s arms surrounded her, Peggy froze in surprise, but quickly she composed herself enough to return the favor. She smiled, squeezing him gently. “Are you alright, Steve?” she asked, hoping he could hear the concern, and wouldn’t worry over her being offended.
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