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Bucky being really involved with the youth at his synagogue. The kids always seem drawn to him and he finds himself roped into helping out with youth activities, but soon finds it’s something he enjoys. Teaching them to make challah the way his mother taught him. Helping the kids with their Hebrew studies. He’s a valuable resource of Jewish history. Sometimes he’ll talk to the teens about the war because they’re older and understand, but none of them ever press him to talk about his experiences. What the kids seem to be mainly interested in is how Jewish life has changed for kids since Bucky was a kid. They want to know how their shul compares to his, what games he played, and hear the stories he can pass on about living in a Jewish immigrant community. He often finds the kids ask the questions but the grown ups in the room are listening just as intently.
#headcanon#mod c#thank you for submitting this!#bucky barnes#jewish bucky barnes#jewish bucky#i completely agree! i also have always headcanoned bucky as being excellent with kids#hes a big brother!!!#also love the idea of him teaching hebrew and jewish history!!#him as an elder passing down knowledge!!
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Transparent Poland submitted!
#anon#submission#thank you for submitting this!#i edited it a bit further hope that's alright#hetalia#aph#transparent hetalia#hws#aph poland#hws poland
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Emma: “Why is the School for Evil so…clean?”
Lesso: “My students keep getting sick. Can’t have future Evil bested by hay fever.”
Earlier that day…
Clarissa, upon walking into a cloud of dust: “Achoo!”
Leonora: “Don’t worry, babe. I’ll make sure not a single speck of dust ever tarnishes these floors again.”
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Shark from Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time
#shark#fish#Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time#thank you for your submission!#to the person that submitted the loach i have already posted it previously but i hope this other submission scratches the itch#but thank you regardless!
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Anon submissions may not work on tumblr anymore, so we have our e-mail inbox open once more for emailing your finds!
#thrifting#submit your finds#wait is 2-3 days in the queue usually#info#thank you guys!#you can also drop them in our discord
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My friend is urging me to resubmit this because they're sure it must have been askbox eaten, my deepest apologies if this is a repeat.
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Jazz breathed out. He’d been screened, and the chance of him collapsing into a complete, insane mess was very, very low. He kind of wished that they’d tell him exactly how low. That would be nice and reassuring, unless it wasn’t, at which point he would… go ahead with it anyway, because what else was there to do at this point?
One motion jacked in the last cable, and then there was… something. A sensation, like electricity and like opening. There was something outside of him, on the edge. The mech, probably. It wasn’t like there were testimonials about this. Yet. Maybe he should write one, when this was over, so that baby mech pilots would know what the hell to expect. So long as he was able to do that.
He was stalling.
Jazz breathed in, and pushed outwards.
Then began to run out of himself, spilling to fill the new space that he’d found. It was a strange sensation, like water and electricity flowing out of him. He blinked, and shook his head, filing the thought for a song or something. Always important to save lines when you thought of them.
Jazz blinked again. Oh. This wasn’t the inside of the cockpit. This was the inside of the hanger. That was… good. That was good. And now that he checked, he’d backed that line up to some kind of electronic memory. That was probably meant for recording encounters with the monsters, not for keeping up with the poetical ideas of the pilot. Ah well, his idle thoughts probably wouldn’t take up enough room for anyone to notice or care. He put a lock on it anyway. If they asked him to explain it, he’d just wink at them and say that they didn’t want to know everything that he thought.
Carefully, he flexed his hand. It was different, but not bad different. His connections and struts communicated feedback to him, telling him how much strain they could take, what materials they were made of, how far they could bend. It was kind of cool to have this level of detail about his body.
Checking the power levels, Jazz was made aware that his human body would shut down far before his mech one. There was enough auxiliary power in here for two weeks- oh, and there was a storage cache in here. What was that supposed to be for? It was airtight, he knew his own seals. Big enough for food, water, and medical supplies, as well as some mech repair tools and materials. Fuck whatever it was supposed to be for, it was gonna be his don’t die cabinet. Closet. Pantry. Whatever. Supply room. That was better. He added the new designation to his mental map. It slotted right in, nice.
There was actually a lot of empty space in here. He should get some tape and ties and bundle the cables in some of his limbs so that they didn’t rattle around and tangle. They could even get unplugged if they got tied up enough, which was a hazard. Who had built this thing? Having an actual person to make complaints to about how his body was built was going to be nice.
Wait.
Okay.
Jazz needed to get back to himself. This wasn’t his body. He had done the basic checks. He needed to unjack the cable and check that he was alright.
He reached up, and the mech hand moved.
Okay. Don’t panic. Panic is not useful. Panic is bad. He could feel his fans- the fans of the mech kicking up. It thought that he was in a fight, and was preparing. It wasn’t exactly helpful for what he was trying to do. It made him feel more present and alive in the body that wasn’t supposed to be his body.
Jazz offlined his optics that weren’t supposed to be his, and tried to retreat. Tucking himself back in, becoming small again. It hurt, and he cringed back outward. Why was he hurting himself? Because he needed to. He crunched down harder, forcing himself out of his own (NOT his own) systems. Pressing himself into that small organic core again.
Finally, he brought up a human arm and unplugged himself.
The face was damp. Why was it damp? His face was damp. He had been crying. Probably from pain.
Was being human supposed to hurt? Being a mech hadn’t hurt at all. Inhabiting. Using. Using a mech hadn’t hurt at all. Vocabulary. Word choice. Very important, he’s written enough songs to know that.
He’d thought of a good line during that, hadn’t he? But when he tried to access it- remember it- ah. It was in the mech. Which he wasn’t in right now. Well, he was in it, but he wasn’t it. Because he was a human and wasn’t a mech.
Jazz breathed in, staring at the cable in his hands. It would be so easy to plug it back in, just to get to the line.
It would hurt so much to be human again.
Jazz breathed out, put down the cable, and began the process of getting himself out of the mech.
OOHHHHHH WAIT I HAVENT SEEN THIS OH MY GOD OTROKRKGKEL
#mecha pilot jazz au#thank you for your writing AND for submitting ehehemhmhm#my inbox became an absolute mess since that au started haha
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"Riddle dressed like Heather Chandler with signature croquet mallet from the cover picture." - idk which of my identities thought about it
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#you submitted two asks and one was on anon so i kept your identity a secret just in case#i liked this promo image better because of the variety of poses lol#i went at this ask a little too hard lol#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland fanart#twst fanart#riddle rosehearts#twst riddle#cater diamond#twst cater#trey clover#twst trey#heartslabyul#cheekindraws#thanks for the ask!
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Rat King from UBERCAT OVERDRIVE
#rat king#rat#UBERCAT OVERDRIVE#thank you to the person that submitted the cat bc i checked out this game and i've been obsessed ever since#the last 3 days i've woken up and the music is stuck in my head immediately
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