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'Oi mate!' by Tony Sart (@sart.tony) from his series 'Middle-earth in Our Time'.

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Tony Sart

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Total War: Warhammer III Concept Art by Tony Sart

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twitter user @robynsquill - You need to be slowmaxing. You need to be reading long, fat books. You need to be making 48-hour chocolate chip cookies. You need to spend hours watching wildlife, you need to spend 15+ min making your coffee. You need to breathe in and breathe out. You need to be slowwwww.

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The point of spirituality isn't to just act like everything is pretty & positive all the time, and like everything will always just work out. The point is to give you the tools to turn complex situations into opportunities and empower you to work through the heavy emotions you face in your daily life in a healthy, productive way.

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"The function, the very serious function of racism, is distraction. It keeps you from doing your work. It keeps you explaining, over and over again, your reason for being. Somebody says you have no language, so you spend twenty years proving that you do. Somebody says your head isn't shaped properly, so you have scientists working on the fact that it is. Someone says you have no art, so you dredge that up. Somebody says you have no kingdoms, so you dredge that up. None of that is necessary. There will always be one more thing." -Toni Morrison

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CORD CUTTING MANTRA by MoonMagick - I release you with a full heart, with love for the place you once held in my life. May you be happy in the life you have chosen. I now take back all the energy that has been taken from me or that I have given away and I return the energy that I still hold from you. May I be free from the ties that bind us. May all cords be cut, transmuted and dissolved. May all energy return to its original sender with power, peace and forgiveness. I ask that this is complete and sealed now. So it is.

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Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence.

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It's not for us to have shame, it's for them. - Gisele Pelicot

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Life got sweeter when I realized the magic behind childhood wasn't because I was a child, it was because I was present.

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There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours. - Jean-Paul Sarte

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"It isn't courageous of modern women to run away from emotion and love. It is cowardice." - Sinead O Connor

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"Once we stop searching for approval we often gain respect" - Gloria Steinem

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Not Your Doll (Bucky x Reader)

Warnings: mentions of violence but I think that is par for the course when discussing anything Marvel related. Timeline is a liittle wibbly wobbly.

Authors note: I have not written anything in a while! I sarted a few stories that i did not like and ended up scrapping entirely. I decided I would try something simple. So here is a fluffy, funny little one shot I thought of one day.

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Steve remembered the day he met (y/n) like it was yesterday. He had been in training for most of the day. After all, 70 years on ice would make anyone a bit rusty. That night he was staying at some S.H.I.E.l.D. compound. Director Fury had been slowly introducing him to the others; Natalia, Tony, etc. but that day Fury met him in the front lobby of the cleverly disguised hotel. 

“Steve! I hope you have been adjusting okay. I have someone I would like you to meet”

“Another one? Lead the way!”

Steve followed him into the elevator and watched as his fingerprint unlocked a second set of buttons. He pushed one labeled ST12 and the elevator shot down beneath the hotel, to the area he and a few other people of interest to the organization were staying for the time being. As they exited the elevator in the smaller lobby area there was a woman sitting on one of the little couches. She smiled at director Fury. “Nick! So good to see you again.”

“(y/n)! Always a pleasure. Now that I have you back from your mission, there’s someone I would like you to meet. This is Steve Rogers aka Captain America. Steve this is (y/n) (l/n) one of my best agents.”

“Oh stop Nick. Flattery will get you nowhere.” She turned to Steve and extended her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Captain.”

Steve remembers hearing the smile in her voice. The smallest hint of laughter at the end of her sentences. He remembers how her eyes seemed to light up at the notion that she was good at her job. He also remembers the words that made them harden, and her smile go flat as he shook her hand. “The pleasure is all mine doll.” 

Nick tensed up. “I wouldn’t call her that if I were you.”

“I’m sorry if I have offended you.”

“I’ll let it slide this once cause you’re new both to the agency and the century, but word of advice, I’m not your doll. The last guy that called me that, ended up flat on his ass and I don’t care what fancy serum they put in your system I’ll lay you out too.” 

“Understood Ma’am. Is ma’am okay?”

“That’s fine. Now that introductions are through I have a few friends coming over to play cards later if you wanna join us.”

“I’ll be there” 

Steve learned three things that day about (y/n) (l/n). She was fantastic as poker. She didn’t tell anyone what she did for the agency or how Fury found her. And she did not appreciate being called doll. 

Yes Steve remembered meeting her like it was yesterday, but he was just so excited to have gotten his friend Bucky back that he didn’t think to warn him. After all it had been so long since Steve had called anyone doll. It was basically extinct from his vocabulary at this point. Besides, Bucky had already had a long day and he was injured enough. Steve wasn’t going to warn him about every person he might meet that day.

After the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D very few agents were left. Only those who were closest to Fury were kept in the loop to avoid any other information possibly getting to Hydra. And since the hotel compound had been destroyed in the fight Stark had offered some spare rooms to those remaining including Bucky while we figured out where to take him. 

James Buchanan Barnes was tired. It had been a long day. Hell a long year at this point. He had met the rest of the team on the flight back to New York. He had already heard that Wakanda would likely shelter him for the foreseeable future but for at least the next couple of days New York would have to do once more. As he walked off the elevator he saw a woman in a red nightgown standing in the kitchen behind a counter. She turned to face the group and her eyes went a bit wider, but her smile never faltered. Her voice sounded like a river, with a melodic drawl to it that could wear down stone without the stone ever realizing it. As the rest of the teams begins to spread out across the room, the woman leans on the counter over a cup of coffee and turns her attention to the new arrival.

“You must be Bucky. Steve has talked a lot about you."

"I am."

"You look like you had a long day”

“Yes Ma’am I have. And you are?”

“(y/n). It’s nice to meet you. Everyone sit down I made dinner. You all must be starving.” 

Everyone seemed to relax a bit. Sitting in various places around the big living room enjoying a nice soup. Bucky was still a bit tense considering his situation, but he appreciated what little hospitality he could get. As he shakes himself loose from a train of thought he looks up to see (y/n) holding out a glass of amber liquid. 

“You look like you could use something a bit stronger than water.”

Steve was relieved that introductions had gone relatively well so far. Seeing (y/n) hand Bucky the glass of whiskey was a good sign. He looked down at his own drink abit lost in thought. 

“Thank you Doll.”

Steve’s head shot up. Others in the room seemed to hold their breath. Anyone who could do so was looking for (y/n)’s reaction. Steve tried to help. “She doesn’t–” He stopped as she turned to him with a look he only usually saw when he had done or said something remarkably stupid. The look that said he should shut up before he digs his own grave a seventh foot. She turned back to Bucky as he took the glass from her and smiled. 

“You’re welcome darling.”

She stretched her arms up with a yawn and walked towards the hall door. “Alright everyone I’m off to get some sleep. All of you should do the same sooner or later.” 

Steve was confused. He got up from his spot in a chair and followed (y/n) down the hall. Just as she was about to close her door he catches up to her. “(y/n) wait.” She opens the door and leans a bit on the door frame. She’s obviously tired. “Thank you for not snapping at Bucky. I forgot to warn him. It’s just been a long day. I’ll talk to him in morning about it I promise-” 

“No need. He’s okay.”

“But I thought you told me not to call you doll.”

“Correct. Because i’m not your doll.” 

With that she bid him goodnight and shut her door. Steve looked at the door then the ground, confused as he walked the short distance back down the hall. When he looks up he realizes that he didn’t close the hall door behind him. “Did y’all hear-”

“Oh yeah cap we heard the whole thing.” Tony interrupts. An amused look on his face and that of most others in the room. “Don’t be sad, you can’t win all the ladies.” 

Steve looks over that Bucky to see him looking past Steve, down the hall at the door (y/n) had just gone through. Bucky says nothing but he knows that look. “Don’t even think about it Buck.”

Bucky just smirks a bit and sips his drink. “I didn’t say anything Steve.”

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Kosheevichi Concept Art by Tony Sart

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Kosheevichi concept art (part 1)

By Tony Sart

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Vigilance by Tony Sart

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Illustration by Tony Sart (detail and full image)

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Tony Sart • "Гонка"

Senior concept artist. Open for opportunity

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"Total War Warhammer 2 'Twilight and Twisted' concepts (Part 1)" by Tony Sart https://www.artstation.com/artwork/rAelg2

"Total War Warhammer 2 'Twilight and Twisted' concepts (Part 2)" by Tony Sart https://www.artstation.com/artwork/R3eK1r

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Batman The Barbarian by Tony Sart