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man, idk how I remembered the password for this blog but hi!
This blog is, obviously, inactive. If you're reading this I'm shocked and impressed. Anywho, maybe sometime I'll get around to archiving everything here. You can catch me Here in the meantime. I hope you're all well.
► Thor Ragnarok sentence starters!!!
❝ I never thought I’d be back here. ❞ ❝ I thought it would be nicer ❞ ❝ She’s coming for them ❞ ❝ And get yourself killed? ❞ ❝ You look like you’re in need of leadership ❞ ❝ Don’t die ❞ ❝ We must keep moving ❞ ❝ You’re still alive ❞ ❝ I love what you’ve done with the place ❞ ❝ He told you, you were worthy ❞ ❝ Where do you think all of this gold came from? ❞ ❝ Now you really remind me of Dad ❞ ❝ You see? Nobody’s going anywhere ❞ ❝ We’re gonna jump on that spaceship, want to come? ❞ ❝ Did you miss me? ❞ ❝ Valiant effort but you never stood a chance ❞ ❝ I’m not a Queen, or a monster ❞ ❝ What were you the god of again? ❞ ❝ It’s too late ❞ ❝ I’m not as strong as you ❞ ❝ This isn’t over ❞ ❝ You’re late ❞ ❝ I’m not doing ‘Get Help’ ❞ ❝ It’s the only way ❞ ❝ Bold move, even for me ❞ ❝ This is madness ❞ ❝ You can’t defeat me ❞ ❝ I am your reckoning ❞ ❝ The people are safe, that’s all that matters ❞ ❝ Just for once in your life don’t smash! ❞ ❝ If you were here I might even give you a hug ❞ ❝ I’m here ❞ ❝ He’s alive! ❞
”i didn’t want you to be alone”
wow I really appreciate nice anons a lot
this is a post dedicated to every anon that has chosen to use their anonymity to be good and send encouraging and nice messages instead of being mean to someone, you guys rock
Tony: my son tripped and fell
Sam: you have kids?
Tony: no
*Peter trips and falls again*
// Coming back here makes me feel so nostalgic.
Hey guys, how’ve you been?
Steve had barely enough time to register his need to step back, the others foot aimed perfectly, just inches from his esophagus. Fast.
He didn’t need to ask who the other was talking about. They usually only talked about one person in situations like this. “I was, yes. Quite a few times.”
“How do you know him?” To Seven, that didn’t make logical sense. The Asset was like him- didn’t leave the hub. Or he didn’t, not until the failed mission. And then he was gone.
And when Seven woke up, and the Hub was in shambles, the Asset was all over the news with this man. Maybe everything was changing. “Where is he?”
“I’ve known him since we were kids. Since before everything Hydra did.” Steve looked over the kid, how young he was. Kinda like the Parker kid, except he thinks this kid is even younger.
“He’s not here. Why do you want to know where he is?” Steve tilted his head but kept his guard up. This kind may be young, but he could still pack a punch.
@oneoftxentyeight // starter call
“You didn’t have to do that, you know. Let us go. I’m sure you got hell for it.” and really, there was no telling what kind of mess Natasha got into because of it. She’d let them go, let them take the quinjet even after signing.
Natasha shook her head and waved away Steve’s worried statements. “I mean sure Tony really let me have it but now that T'Challa is on your side as well its a lot easier now.” She assured him with a small smile.
Steve shrugged his shoulder, nodding a little. “I guess that’s kind of true. Without T’Challa, and you, and Tony, even though he’s.....” the blonde shook his head. “Thank you anyways. I know you risked a lot.”
"Go away." - scarletwitchiisms
“No, I don’t want to talk.”
“Talking about it will make you feel better, I can promise you that.”
"Go away." - scarletwitchiisms
2-word sentence starters
“C’mon, Wanda. Just talk to me.”
Steve couldn’t stop the small smile that spread across his features. Out of everyone, Peggy had been there for some of the most crazy things he’d done, moments where logic failed him and he was driven only by emotion. He gave her hand a squeeze back. “I’d love to tell Ross to shove it. Europe would be nice this time of year.” he chuckled before looking at her. “But we should stay. We should try and show them that the Accords just.... won’t work.”
@nxtworthit // starter call
Looking at his best friend now, there’s nothing much new. Yeah, they’re a little broken. A lot older. They’ve both got their demons, and they’ve got a lot of them.
The world is against them, but the world’s been against them since they took their first breaths. Yeah, sometimes it was easier than others. Kinda easier when they were just trying to scrape money together for food and not fleeing countries, fleeing persecution. But fleeing is a little easier than fighting war, so there’s that.
“You remember, after Ma passed... you told me I didn’t have to do it alone.” and, really, it was something Steve thought of a lot. Bucky’d never left him. Refused to let Steve deal with his grief alone, try and live on his own. Bucky’s been trying to scrape by, to fit in and make himself again. “I think it’s my turn to tell you that.”
@oneoftxentyeight // starter call
“You didn’t have to do that, you know. Let us go. I’m sure you got hell for it.” and really, there was no telling what kind of mess Natasha got into because of it. She’d let them go, let them take the quinjet even after signing.
@choralopietro // starter call
At the end of the day, when the dust settles it’s nice to see the sun continue shining, that nothing has made too large of an impact.
An impact, Sokovia was; hurtling towards earth with as much might as one would expect. All because they couldn’t stop Ultron. Sokovia wasn’t a win, but it wasn’t a failure, either.
It had been a close call with all of them, more than once, but none of them had a closer call than Pietro. The fast one, they’d said. Sometimes, fast wasn’t enough. And sometimes, fast got lucky.
This kid, because really- he was a kid, now sat in a SHIELD organized hospice. After changing sides. After defeating Ultron. “How you doing, kid?”
@ssr-agent-peggycarter // starter call
Okay, Steve might have a problem. And his problem might have a name. Except, he doesn’t really know what her name is. All the little plaque outside his neighbors door says is the apartment number, and it’s no help. So, maybe he’s been trying to figure out his neighbors name.
He’s only seen her briefly, in passing, when he’s scrambling to get his apartment to lock, or when they pass each other in the lobby. That’s about it. Except, today it’s raining. Absolutely pouring outside and Steve’s sopped, he’s done for; he knows he’ll catch a cold even with his health being top notch. And he’s just caught the glimpse of brown hair walking into the lobby and he can’t even make himself look presentable other than making his hair flop less onto his forehead while he waits for the elevator, and his neighbor is rapidly approaching.
@quicksilverblur // starter call
“You sure you’re ready to get back out in the field? We can wait another week, just to make sure you’re completely recovered. “
