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I just sent one of my five to a friend and panicked cause it’s got my full government assigned tumblr handle on there!!!! SEND HELP!!
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That alternate moment where I remember I have a half finished zemo fic…ooooooo mmmmmm yeaaaaaaaa
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Oscar Isaac hosts Q&A at the Andor Season 2 New York City Screening
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That moment I realise I’m about to write an avengers tower fanfic oh gods save me. What have the Thunderbolts made me?
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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
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Yeah imma go ahead and write some fanfic. Mainly because I can’t get this little tidbit outta my brain. I mean it’s sweet. I think it’s sweet at least. But now I don’t know where to stick it if I do write it. I know the lead up and that. And I’ve got a villain. It’s great I just *screams into the void*
Bucky scooped you up hoping the cool metal of his arm didn’t bother you through the thin dress you wore. You slung your arms around his neck and buried your face in his collarbone, making his traitorous heart speed up as he held you close. He hadn’t felt like this in years and yet here he was. He could have soared to the moon powered only by the frantic beating in his chest.
“Bob…” you murmured into Bucky’s shirt, barely aware of the stutter in his step.
“What was that doll?” He asked softly, praying to all the gods that he’d misheard you.
“Bob I need Bob,” you grumbled, pressing your face tighter to him.
Bucky almost put you down to let find your way to precious Bob, but knowing your luck you’d run into John. And he wasn’t the type of man to abandon a woman in distress, even one as tough as you. “Okay doll I’ll take you to Bob.”
The walk down the hall was short without another word spoken. You half dozing and Bucky trying to force down the pain in his chest. He’d been rejected before but this felt far more personal than anything held felt before. Not even Steve leaving had felt this brutal. That he’d understood, this he didn’t.
When Bucky reached Bob’s door he rang the buzzer, leaning on it until he heard movement. After a quiet minute or so the door slid open to reveal a sleep rumpled Bob. He’s oversized long sleeve shirt covered his hands and he walked on the hem of his plaid sleep pants. His chestnut brown hair partly obscured his eyes making Bucky wonder if he could even see.
“Bucky? It’s 3am man…,” Bob said groggily, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
“Bob,” you squeaked and threw yourself out of Bucky’s arms and at Bob who barely caught you.
“She went out to a bar and I found her struggling to get in her suite,” Bucky explained with a shrug.
“What does that have to do with me? You should be asleep honey,” Bob told you gently.
You looked at him with a smile on your lips. You couldn’t hid how giddy you were to see him. It had been a long day and it felt like he was the long one that didn’t hate you. “I wanted to see you.”
The words made a smile climb up onto his lips, showing off the dimples you absolutely adored.
“Since you’ve got it from here I’ll head out,” Bucky said awkwardly while he shifted from foot to foot.
You reached out and grabbed him hand basking in the warmth of his right hand. You give him a wide grin as well. “No you have to stay too. I need my Bs. My Bob and my Bucky.”
The words sent one of his deep brown eyesbrows skyward in shock. After you asked to be brought to Bob he expected to be sent away. But here he was being invited inside.
“Come on man, she needs her Bs,” Bob said, a hint of laughter coating the words.
“I’ll come but only sleep doll, you need to rest.”
“Does that mean the shirt stays on?”
“Yes honey, everybody’s clothes are staying on, now come sleep with us,” Bob said gently leading you into his suite while Bucky followed slowly.
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Ways I Show a Character Is Deeply in Love (and Doesn’t Realize It Yet)
Falling in love doesn’t always come with violins and kissing in the rain. Sometimes it looks like, “Why do I know their coffee order, favorite pen, and dog’s birthday?”
They remember everything. Not because they’re trying to flirt. Just because their brain decided, “This person’s data is important now.”
They get annoyed by other people talking to them. Why are you laughing at their joke? He’s not even funny.
They show up. For dumb things. Things they wouldn’t normally care about. Your cat’s vet appointment? They’re there.
Their body reacts before they do. Smiling before their brain catches up. Leaning closer without realizing. Looking at their mouth while they talk. Oops.
They pretend they’re just "helping out." You know. Just being a good friend. A good friend who stares at your texts like they’re holy scripture.
They get flustered when the other person flirts with anyone else. “I’m not jealous. I just… think they deserve better. Like someone emotionally mature. Who knows their coffee order. Who… wears this hoodie. Okay bye.”
They panic when the other person gets too close. Not because they’re scared of them. Because they’re scared of how much they care.
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Do you know how fucked up your team has to be for Bucky Barnes to be the most stable member
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pussy empty and head full. something’s not right here
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“I don’t think… Was Ridley Scott preg- No, he wasn- you were really the only pers… only director who’s carried my child at the same time.” Only director. “Only director that I’ve worked with.“ — OSCAR ISAAC on a Q&A for THE LETTER ROOM (with wife Elvira Lind)
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I am soooooo motivated to write BuckyxReaderxBob fanfic or even YelenaxReaderxBob fanfic I don’t know what to writeeeeeee
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Watched Thunderbolts* completely in love with Bob ❤️
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Nothing kills a vibe like being reminded that 50% of your country voted for a lunatic that has ruined the country in less than 100 days because they hate your existence enough to fuck everybody over.
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