When Peter returned to their room, Steve watched him come to the bed and settle beside him with the tray of food. He really didn’t even want to eat but he knew Peter wouldn’t let him not do so. “I can eat,” he managed to answer before reaching for the plate and a fork. Stiles had made stroganoff again… it was definitely Steve’s favorite. The younger man was getting so good at his cooking. Bucky would have… loved it…
Tears formed and fell down his face once more as he tried to eat the food before him. But everything tasted like ash now… just like Bucky had turned to ash right before his eyes even as he’d tried to reach for him, to save him…
“I… I can’t…” he whispered in a choked off voice. “I… I just… can’t…”
Peter carefully move the tray from the bed and moved to crawl back into the bed next to Steve, pulling his mate to him. “Hey, it’s okay.” he promised, pulling the blonde close to him. “I got you, baby.” he promised. “Just get some rest, okay? I’m not going anywhere.” he replied, fingers running through Steve’s hair as they lay in bed. It was a rough road ahead, he knew that very well. “We’ll get through this together, I promise.” he assured, resting his head against Steve’s.
muse a and muse b live in the same building and have frequent, flirtatious run-ins at the laundry room. one of those run-ins lead to a spontaneous hookup against a washing machine.
muse a and muse b are neighbors. muse a is stuck in a dead end relationship and muse b loves living the single life. muse b notices how miserable muse a is and sparks up a friendship with muse a. muse a and muse b start spending a lot of time together and go from hanging out on the couch to getting frisky between the sheets.
muse a owns the apartment building muse b lives in. muse b is crazy attracted to muse a, but isn’t the smoothest when it comes to flirting, so they make-up excuses to see them. leaking pipe, squeaky door, etc. muse a starts to catch on to what muse b is doing and finds it kinda cute.
muse a and muse b are a couple that recently moved in together and things aren’t going well. they bicker and fight and muse a isn’t thrilled about the apartment they chose to live in. muse a and muse b end up stuck in the building’s elevator one night and get into a heated argument that quickly escalates to a rough fuck.
muse a is moving into their new apartment. muse b is going to be their neighbor. they used to fuck buddies back in college, and are still the best sex the other has ever had, and have no idea they are about to live right next to each other.
muse a uses the rooftop to gaze at stars through their telescope. muse b uses the rooftop to smoke some weed. one night they both happen to be on the roof at the same time and strike up a conversation that goes on for hours. they start meeting often on the rooftop and grow close. it’s not long before they start meeting on the rooftop for passionate sex under the stars.
muse a and muse b are roommates who met though craiglist. muse a is the quite type that doesn’t date much. muse b is a total party animal that brings home a different hookup every weekend. muse a goes to muse b for some dating tips and reveals they haven’t explored much sexually. muse b then offers to help them out in and out of the bedroom.
Main [ that’s my secret;; main Bruce ] Bruce thought the key to recreating the famous “Super Soldier Serum” was in gamma rays, but that all changed when an explosion erupted and Bruce became more than human – became another person altogether.
Human [ just a genius;; human Bruce ] Bruce never got involved with the military despite his genius, deciding to keep up with his genetic work rather than try to recreate the serum.
Professor [ shaping young minds;; professor Bruce ] Life as genius wasn’t much fun when there was no one to have a normal conversation with. So Bruce took up being a professor to help enrich new minds while still maintaining a sense of normalcy.
Wolf [ call of the moon;; wolf Bruce ] As a wolf shifter, Bruce was small for his age before the explosion. After the gamma explosion, as a Wolf, Bruce is six feet tall on all four feet and longer than the average school bus.
“Good morning, gorgeous.” McKenzie smiled, leaning over to press a soft kiss to his lips.
Loki opened his eyes as she spoke, humming quietly into the kiss and raising his hand to run a hand through her hair. “And here I thought you’d be gone with the sunrise.” he mused.
In December of 1940, America still hadn’t entered the war.
There were a lot of Americans – such as the 800,000 paying members of the America First Committee – who looked at fascists massacring their way through Europe and declared “that’s not our problem.”
Captain America was created by two poor Jewish Americans, Joe Simon and Jack Kirby, with the specific intent of trying to convince Americans that entering the war was the right thing to do. It wasn’t easy – Kirby went far beyond what was expected of artists at the time, penciling the entire issue with a deadline that would have been difficult for a two-man crew to pull off.
Captain America punched Hitler right on the cover, at a time when a majority of Americans just didn’t feel like doing anything decisive against the Nazis.
Kirby and Simon faced considerable resistance for their creation, including steady hate mail and outright death threats.
Once, while Jack was in the Timely office, a call came from someone in the lobby. When Kirby answered, the caller threatened Jack with bodily harm if he showed his face. Kirby told the caller he would be right down, but by the time Jack reached street level, there was no one to be found.
Both creators enlisted after America entered the war. Kirby, as an artist, was called upon to do the extremely dangerous work of scouting ahead to draw maps. He also went on to co-create Black Panther in 1966.
They didn’t create Captain America to be an accurate depiction of America-As-It-Is. The character was meant to inspire and embolden, to show America-As-It-Should-Be.
The subject of where the Vibranium for the shield came from actually never came up for decades of comics, until it was finally addressed by Black Panther’s writer, Christopher Priest, in 2001. Priest never shied away from acknowledging America’s racism, but he also understood that Captain America represented an ideal, intended to inspire Americans to be better.
The story mixed together a “present day” discussion between Cap and T’Challa with flashbacks to when Cap met the Black Panther ruling Wakanda during World War II.
FLASHBACK:
PRESENT:
PRESENT -> FLASHBACK
PRESENT:
The Vibranium was given, freely, by one good man to another good man.
It is right to rage against the injustices done by our governments. We must call them out, and we must fight for what’s right.
But if you can’t even stand to see the symbols created to inspire people to be better, and rail against those,then you’re just confusing cynicism for realism.
This was a masterful callout that deserves a place in the callout hall of fame, which I just realized needs to exist. It strikes the perfect tone of, “I’m not criticizing where you’re at on this, I’m holding my hand out and inviting you to step up to the next level in your thinking about it.”
That’s the kind of callout that people can sometimes actually hear, not just for entertaining the bystanders. Truly, we need more of this.
“You don’t know if I was scared to be your friend or not. Maybe I like the danger. Maybe it gets me off knowin’ daddy could ‘ave me killed at any minute.” Of course, Tristan’s… family that had a lot of financial tie-ins with Lucy’s, and they often made deals with the mafia, but that was a much bigger secret than Lucy’s identity. People feared Lucy, but Tristan? Seemingly harmless. That was exactly how he wanted it.
He laughed, standing and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. “Yeah, they’re not great at fakin’ it, are they? I feel bad for them. Shame, ‘cause I could definitely show ‘em what they’re missin’.” A shrug as he pondered the question for a moment. “Whichever room you want. Top floor is mine, but other than that, any.” He knew what Lucy was like; the second she walked into the right room, she’d know it was hers. And she’d immediately be planning exactly how she was going to rearrange.
“Come on. Let’s get you some coffee an’ a break from Mr. Grey back home.”
Lucy couldnt help but laugh at Tristan’s word choice. “So the idea of my dad coming an killing you gets you off? Tris, you have odd kinks.” She teased with a smile. “You’re safe, though. You protect me. Look out for me and make sure I stay fed and have fun even while I’m here doing all the school stuff.” She mused with a smile. “You’re the big brother I never had. Daddy knows that, and I think if someone hurt you, you’d be protected too. Daddy likes me happy, out of harm’s way. Its why he doesn’t come around personally except at night to deliver the presents.” She was glad she had Joker watching out for her, even if her mother worried over him finding Lucy.
She covered her mouth with her hand as Tristan made his comment. “I’m pretty sure I don’t want to hear you having sex, Tris. Please dont scar me like that.” She joked, nudging him as they walked. “Maybe we can stay there tonight, after we make the library pretty again.” She offered. “I can look around and see. Deal?”
So most of you know I’m in really deep right now since I lost my job and I now only have a part time job gettting 10-15 hours a week. This part time is not making a dent in the $1000+ negative hole my bills have put me in. As of this moment, I am exactly -$1,235.67 because of bills and overdraft fees. I haven’t really eaten in the last week, mostly little things my parents have bought so that I don’t die while trying to figure out how I’m going to get through this financial fuckhole I’m in.
Good news is that I just got off the phone setting up an interview for another part time job, so wish me luck on that front while I struggle to figure this whole thing out.
If anyone can donate to help with the -$1,235.67, my paypal is snarkwolf@yahoo.com. Please help if you can, because my roommate is getting very antsy about me not having any money and I’m actually hiding in my room to avoid having to deal with him.
UPDATE
My first check just came in, and it covered the negative balance of my bank account, but I still have two months of rent, two payments on both loans and my phone bill. Luckily my roommate was finally willing to just sit the fuck down and listen to his wife so my rent is lower until I get everything caught back up. With this in mind, the new amount I need now that my bank account has been brought back into the positive is only $900.
Only $900 can change rapidly, though, if a loan tries to take a payment and my account ends up negative again. PLease donate if possible, guys. My paypal is snarkwolf@yahoo.com and I am writing drabbles/making stuff for those who help me because it’s all I have to give back.
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