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only like 4 ppl know of my existence here maybe i should just write here lMAOOO

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i would like some threads here. long. short. who knows, ya know?

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i suppose i am stuck in tumblr beta dashboard on this blog now... lol

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Injured/Bleeding Sentence Starters

“That’s a lot of blood…” 

“That’s not good…” 

“I think that’s more than a little cut.”

“You’re looking rather pale.”

“You’re bleeding!”

“That doesn’t look good…” 

“I don’t think that’s suppose to come out.” 

“That’s a bit of an interesting angle for that to go at.” 

“How do I get it to stop?!” 

“How are you still standing?!”

“Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” 

“What happened to you?”

“I can’t feel my fingers anymore…” 

“Everything hurts.” 

“Is everything supposed to go dark?”

“Ow, yeah, okay, that’s starting to hurt.” 

“It’s just a cut.” 

“I’ve had worse.” 

“You’re bleeding all over my floor!” 

“You better not die on me.” 

“They got a lucky shot…” 

“Next time don’t call me to come over only to find you in a pool of your own blood!” 

“You need to keep pressure on it.” 

“Don’t move!” 

“That looks nasty.” 

“Am I dying?” 

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I’m not looking for forgiveness and I’m way past asking for permission…

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there are days i remember steve rogers speaks and understands fluent french and that’s... hot

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‘Evans might have been born with the superhero gene. He says that he doesn’t need to train excessively hard to stay in shape — about an hour a day in the gym maintains his superhero physique — and adds that he can eat what he wants […] “That’s the most irritating quote I’ve ever heard; I’m sure it’s true, and I’d like to rewrite it,” says Downey […] Johansson recalls nibbling on kale chips and dry popcorn on the set of “Avengers,” and turning around and spotting Evans with a handful of gummy bears and Skittles.’ — Variety, March 25, 2014

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steve & thor + finding time to exchange quips in literally every single battle they’ve ever been in together 

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EAT SHIT!

insp. by this ask

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I would now. and I’m always honest.

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“ i wasn’t gonna let ‘em kill ya. ”

days gone.   /   @diffcall​

knuckles brush over the cut lip before he steps down on the edge of the shield, flipping it up into the air to be caught. it’s weightless to him, and the way he slides it over the arm, fingers curling around the strap, reminds him that this is who he is. this is the battle he fights, every day and night, no matter the hour. there are people who look up to him, rely on him, and yet, to an extent, he feels as if he’s blowing by everybody as a breeze. they see him, captain america, the man with a plan, the patriotic, justice-fighting soldier, but not steve rogers. and it’s something he’s had to come to terms with rather quickly, because he’s well aware that he’s a living legend that’s come from their history, seemingly one of the good things that they’ve done in the history of this country. steve has caught up (or so he thinks) with what he’s missed out on during his time in the ice, and he certainly isn’t the same naïve twenty-seven year old who wanted to do nothing but serve his country in a war that he felt they were certainly innocent in.

the world is corrupt in more ways the one, and that includes the country he serves. no place is clear of stains, that much he’s sure. (steve rogers is everything that america wishes it could be.)  “ thanks, clint. ”  he takes a moment to look at the mess of unconscious bodies that surround them, and though he could’ve taken care of it himself rather than have another avenger sacrifice themselves, he won’t brush aside the courage it takes to step up like that.  “ i’m sure you enjoyed the challenge of knocking them all out without, you know, blowing me up with an explosive arrow. ”  though... he’s sure he would’ve survived that. gratitude aside...  “ how about you clean up this mess, huh? maybe there’ll be a BLT sandwich waiting for you back at the tower to thank you for your janitorial skills, ”  he jokes, rolling his shoulders out. no one ever said that steve can’t joke around with his team, after all. this is more of steve rogers than captain america showing.

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   feel free to change pronouns / wording !

warning for spoilers and bad language.

“ we gotta get to the roof. ”  

“ if we don’t get her to a hospital, she’s going to die. ”  

“ i’m not even supposed to be out here. ”  

“ tracks are fresh. ”  

“ just a graze. ”  

“ he’s losin’ a lot of blood  -  he’s not gettin’ far. ”  

“ bleedin’ out. that’s a helluva way to go. ”  

“ what d’ you suppose that feels like, huh ? torn apart. eaten alive. ”  

“ don’t leave me out here. ”  

“ something’s blocking the road. ”  

“ loan me your shotgun. i’ll walk point. ”  

“ i think it’s dead. ”  

“ i’m gonna kill them all, every fuckin’ one of ‘em. ”  

“ why don’t you wait out here ? let me make sure it’s all clear. ”  

“ i’m not gonna kill ya  -  stop runnin’ ! ”  

“ don’t you ever touch me. ”  

“ just get the fuck outta my way. ”  

“ i could’a blown your goddamn head off ! ”  

“ if you had bullets, i wouldn’t be breathin’ now, would i ? ”  

“ you don’t sound like  -  like yourself. ”  

“ there’s no such thing as a starving patriot. ”  

“ i heard gunshots. ”  

“ you’re gonna get yourself killed. ”  

“ don’t do anything stupid. ”  

“ anyone touches this bike, or anything on it  -  i break your fingers.. ”  

“ it’s not his job t’ know it’s your goddamn job t’ know. ”  

“ well aren’t you the optimist. ”  

“ trouble in paradise ? ”  

“ you got a price on your head. ”  

“ wonder what happened here. ”  

“ i don’t know what i would do if i lost you. ”  

“ you get his attention, i’m gonna try to sneak around behind him. ”  

“ could you use a ride ? ”  

“ so what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this ? ”  

“ my ex would say i’ve been lost for years. ”  

“ oh my god i could’ve killed somebody. ”  

“ did you kill them ? ”  

“ don’t get soft on me. ”  

“ how are you alive ? ”  

“ you’re not the only one who lost someone that night. ”  

“ i know how to shoot a gun. ”  

“ i don’t need a goddamn babysitter, i’m fine. ”  

“ it’s a long story. ”  

“ i’ll have us back in your bed by ten. ”  

“ you don’t want to get infected. ”  

“ we’ve all done things we’re not proud of. ”  

“ don’t sneak up on me like that ! ”  

“ i want to forget. ”  

“ you’re just a regular stand-up guy. ”  

“ i guess i should’ve been a surgeon. ”  

“ you are writing checks with other mens’ blood. ”  

“ this is getting old fast. ”  

“ never much liked kids  -  they always tended to get on my nerves. ”  

“ do you have my back here ? ”  

“ i don’t like starting trouble but  -  i’ll finish it if i have to. ”  

“ caring’ll just get you killed. ”  

“ easy to kill a man, when he’s just some piece’a meat standing between you and what you need. ”  

“ so, you and _____. ”  

“ almost sounded like you volunteered for some shit. ”  

“ never piss off a woman who knows how to use a scalpel. ”  

“ i’m just fuckin’ with you. ”  

“ try not to get your ass shot off. ”  

“ look on the bright side, looks like you’re stuck with me. ”        

“ there’s a few lines i haven’t crossed. ”  

“ you gotta know when to cut a man loose. ”  

“ little late for a stroll. ”  

“ that’s what brothers do. ”  

“ this how we’re goin’ out ? ”  

“ only if you promise to ride me as much as your bike. ”  

“ you were always a fighter. ”  

“ take your shirt off, sit on the table. ”  

“ maybe one day, stop and light a candle. it can get pretty cold and dark out there. ”  

“ i never saw it  -  it was on me so fast. ”  

“ everything that makes you who you are, oh, it can be burned away. ”  

“ everyone i ever cared about is dead. ”  

“ you have to run because they will kill you. ”  

“ do you know how to use a gun ? ”  

“ you’re a godsend, i was praying so hard. ”  

“ i thought i lost you. ”  

“ are you sure this isn’t personal ? ”  

“ i’m not a church goin’ type. ”  

“ the world is what it is. ”  

“ we make the world what it is, by what we do. ”  

“ what are you, five ? ”  

“ survivin’ isn’t livin’. ”  

“ i think that you’re afraid to be here. ”  

“ we need you, and that scares the hell outta you. ”  

“ it’s not murder if they shoot at you first. ”  

“ what does it matter if everyone else is dead ? ”  

“ i’m giving you an order. ”  

“ i don’t need your goddamn help. ”  

“ y’ know, making me a co-conspirator ? not very chivalrous. ”  

“ you don’t take anything seriously. ”  

“ how many men have you killed ? ”  

“ you’re dead. you’re  -  you’re supposed to be dead ! ”  

“ yeah, i tried to hit that once. ”  

“ nice place, it’s got that woman’s touch. ”  

“ there was so many of them. ”  

“ you enjoyed that. ”  

“ are you tryin’ to convince me ? or you ? ”  

“ they’re infected. it’s what made them so hyper-aggressive. ”  

“ trust no one, expect the worst. ”  

“ they used me. ”  

“ i didn’t mean to kill him. ”  

“ so get up, dust yourself off, try again. ”  

“ most people out there ? they’re just trying to survive and here you are, trying to save the goddamn world. ”  

“ that shit is locked and loaded. ”  

“ i’m not gonna apologize for being lucky. ”  

“ i hope this was worth it. ”  

“ there’s a horde coming ! ”  

“ you’re one of the good ones, man ! ”  

“ hey, you watch your mouth. ”  

“ sometimes, in the search for truth, the blood of innocents is spilled. ”  

“ i didn’t say it was a good plan. ”  

“ i wasn’t gonna let ‘em kill ya. ”  

“ you did the world a solid. ”  

“ would you like some tea ? i’m sure you would. ”  

“ you destroyed everything we worked for. ”  

“ hope you saved some for me. ”  

“ what the hell does that even mean ? ”  

“ you don’t have to tell me this. you can stop. ”  

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1, 30, 39

digging into the past.   /   @involuntaryspy​

1: how well do you get along with your parents?

vivid imagery sparks within the brain the second the question is asked. he remembers the dull colours of the cramped apartment with little to no decoration. he recalls his torn shoes and socks and the pants that were always oversized–– the patches sewn back on by his mother because they couldn’t afford anything new, not for at least another month. he’s shaped by these experiences as a young child, the knowledge of being thankful for what he does have, and not dreaming too much about what he would like to have.

“ when they were still alive–– with my ma? fantastic. a real force of nature. taught me everything i know today. or, well, almost everything, anyway. ”  she told him to never stay down–– to always get back up. those are words he abides by to this day, a way to keep her memory, her spirit, alive within himself. i can’t forget her. sarah rogers. my ma.  “ my father? it’s... complicated, i guess. ”  on the other hand... he doesn’t remember as much of his father. he’d died from the influenza when steve had been a lot younger, and the things he does remember aren’t particularly pleasant memories, either. he’d been happy once, he remembers that, but according to sarah at the time, he’d... changed after returning back from the war.

( i understand that now, he thinks. )

a hand rubs at the back of his neck, and despite the old anxiety that rises thinking about his childhood, he smiles, nonetheless. if anything, there’s nothing he can do about the past and his feelings.  “ with him, before the first war, we’d been somewhat close. as close as a three year old could be with his dad, anyway. it all changed after the war, and then he’d died–– god rest his soul–– and i... can’t say much else. ”  he doesn’t speak of the times his hands raised, the loud voices, the broken bottles. no, it’s all something he wants to keep in the past.

30: name one positive change and one negative change you've undergone in the past ten years.

" to be fair, i’ve only been awake for the past... four years, so i guess being defrosted and waking up was a positive change. does that count, or is that cheating? you know what, i think it counts. ”  he’s playing the easy way out, and, well, it’s the only answer he can really give that won’t cause potential concerns. he’s learning to move on, to progress forward, and to live in the moment, but he can’t say that he doesn’t occasionally get stuck thinking about the past and all the ‘what could’ve happened’ moments.  “ as for a negative change? my lack of sleep. though, with all due respect, i slept for seventy years, so i’m sure i’ve slept enough for my lifetime. ”  way to skirt around the edges of the question, rogers.

39: list three words you would use to describe your younger self and three words to describe yourself now.

he takes a moment to ponder, to gather his thoughts.  " my younger self would be: determined, naïve, self-reliant. three words for myself now?  ...  still determined, growing, and empathetic. ”

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send me a number to dig into my muse's past

1: how well do you get along with your parents?

2: how well do you get along with your siblings?

3: do you think your parents would be proud of you right now?

4: what kind of childhood did you have?

5: how much have you changed since you were little?

6: when would you say was the moment you started to "grow up"?

7: how was/is your home life? were/are you happy?

8: do you keep in contact with your family? why/why not?

9: what kind of student were you in school?

10: were you a troublemaker or a stickler for rules?

11: were you in any kind of clique in school?

12: what was your favorite subject?

13: were you any superlatives/what would have been the most fitting superlative for you?

14: what kind of clique(s) were you in?

15: were you more popular or more of an outcast?

16: were you ever bullied/did you ever bully anyone?

17: where was your favorite place to hang out?

18: what did you want to be when you grew up? has that changed now?

19: what was your biggest fear(s)? do you still fear those things now?

20: who was your first boyfriend/girlfriend/crush?

21: did you believe in any superstitions/myths?

22: what did your typical friday night look like?

23: what were your favorite movies growing up?

24: what kind of music did you listen to? has that changed now?

25: do you have any regrets?

26: if you could go back in time and change one thing about yourself at any age, what would you do?

27: if you could give your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be?

28: is the person you are now who you expected to be when you grew up?

29: what is the biggest thing that has changed about you?

30: name one positive change and one negative change you've undergone in the past ten years.

31: did you have any bad habits? do you still have them now?

32: what were your biggest hobbies? do you still like the same things now?

33: what is your most vivid memory from childhood?

34: what is your most embarrassing memory from childhood?

35: what is your favorite memory from childhood?

36: what is a memory you wish had never happened at all?

37: do you think you would be a good role model for your younger self?

38: who were your idols/heroes growing up?

39: list three words you would use to describe your younger self and three words to describe yourself now.

40: are you happy with the person you've become?

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STEVE ROGERS + legs (requested by anonymous for 10k follower celebration)

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“  hope is dangerous.  ”

misc.  /  @fallencomrade

feet shuffle in the darkness and there’s something akin to holding up five hundred pounds on his shoulders (as if he were sickly and frail yet again) in the way he shrugs. for every day he moves toward the future, it’s another weight to add onto the metaphorical boulder he’s carrying up the hill, or perhaps it’s the howling voices in his head that don’t know how to quiet. remember when you failed him? your brother. your family.. you failed him. it’s not the first time he’s been reminded, and he knows, just as much, that it won’t be the last, either. teeth grind together as the muscles in his jaw work, clenching, cowl held between two hands as he stares down at the white ‘A’ painted across the forehead.

times have changed, he’s certainly aware of that. some things haven’t, such as the way the world loves him, the man who holds the shield and upholds the preach of justice and freedom. it’s everything he continually fights for–– everything he hopes that the world could achieve one day (he knows, in the back of his head, that it won’t ever turn out that way). he hopes there will be more people like him some day, stepping up onto the stage to be recognized for who they are instead of a label.

“ hope keeps us alive, buck. ”  or so he thinks he knows what he’s talking about. ever since becoming captain america–– not the clown punching a fake hitler on stage over a hundred times–– he’s had to pick up the motivational speeches. to a degree, he never quite wanted to be a leader, but it comes naturally, so it’s what he does. step into the shoes of a man, rogers. the people look at him as the hero, and there are days he’s not sure who they’re talking about. (he knows they glorify captain america, not the man behind the shield.)  “ without hope, people can’t survive. they’ll give up. and once you give up... ”  voice low, he trails off, thoughts rushing around in his mind. who am i? what am i worth? he puts the cowl on, straps it, and stands up.  “ let’s just say that it doesn’t end happily ever after. ”