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It's real unfortunate that I can't afford a Disney Plus subscription rn because I really want to watch Ironheart. Stupid adult responsibilities like rent and groceries.

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Potentially hot take but one of the reasons we need art and music in schools is that, taught correctly, they are ideal avenues for teaching kids how to do something, kinda suck at it, keep going anyways and improve over time.

And THAT is one of the most valuable skill sets a human being can have. THAT is the skill set that unlocks soooooo many others.

A LOT of people I see with anxiety and depression do not have this skill set. To suck at something is a threat. Proof that they are doomed to suck at it forever. And then, often, that either THEY suck forever or the task must be stupid/useless/pointless (whence we get AI art fans who have decided actually making art is pointless and degrading the labor and skills of others is fine because these are useless skills).

Or you get the freeze- the inability to try things in case you fail. The sudden lancing shame and humiliation or hopelessness. The sense that anything you haven't learned by now you can't learn. Which is so heartbreaking and so untrue.

I just hate it.

"What if I write it and it's bad" "what if I draw it and it's bad" "what if I play it and it sounds bad" DOING IT BAD IS HOW YOU LEARN TO DO IT GOOD! You can't skip the process of leaning and the process is FUN if you let it be what it needs to be!

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I've had two brilliant ideas for fics in the past two days. Unfortunately, I'm on my break, so I'm not supposed to write them. So instead I am just being tortured by visions of the characters.

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Okay, dears! I got my chapter posted for the day, and I'm officially taking my one million words week-long break! I will still be around Tumblr here and there, and I might do some reading of other people's fics because goodness knows I'm behind, but yeah! Break time!

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Starting a little ask spiel. Send this to other folks if you'd like. What is your favorite Sam Wilson headcanon? What is your favorite SamBucky headcanon? ✨

Hello! Thank you for sending me this ask! I got this ask from Mexi, too, and I answered with cute domestic stuff, so I think this time, I might answer with more angsty things?

Favorite Sam headcanon: He hates fireworks. Can't stand them, can't enjoy them. He actually hasn't purposefully been to a fireworks show since the Fourth of July celebration after he got out of the Air Force, after Riley died. Now, instead of bright colors and pretty lights, all he sees is that fucking RPG exploding, Riley falling. It's even worse now, having watched others he cares about fall from the sky - Rhodey, Joaquin. Sam hates fireworks.

Favorite SamBucky headcanon: Their first kiss happened during Infinity War, right before the battle in Wakanda. They were in a quiet side room, checking over each other's gear, just to make sure the other would be safe as possible, and then their eyes met, and neither could tell you who leaned in first, but suddenly they were kissing. And then they both died and came back to life, and yada yada canon continues. But their first kiss happened the day they died. (I need to include this in a fic or something.)

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I sent you one out too but apparently a lot of the ones I sent were eaten 😭 so just in case - Starting a little ask spiel. Send this to other folks if you'd like. What is your favorite Sam Wilson headcanon? What is your favorite SamBucky headcanon? ✨

Thank you for sending the second one because I didn't get the first, and it would've been kinda sad because this is a great ask!

Favorite Sam headcanon: Now you all know I'm a sucker for domesticity, and one of my favorite Sam headcanons is that he's very musical around the house. Like, he sings in the shower, doing the dishes, and folding laundry. He puts on a playlist and dances while he's cleaning - sweeping and mopping, vacuuming, dusting, etc. all take longer that way, but if he's actually having fun while he cleans, then it's worth it, isn't it? Also I think he'd have a collection of records because Mama and Daddy had a decent collection, and he'd kept his favorites, but he's also got a decent collection of tapes and CDs, too, because there's something nostalgic about listening to an old favorite song using the medium he used to listen to it all the time. I think that's technically a few headcanons in one, but "Sam is musical" felt too broad if I didn't elaborate, so I hope you don't mind! (Also, Sam can play piano because the pianist in his Daddy's church taught him for a few years when he was a kid.)

Favorite SamBucky headcanon: Sam and Bucky have a post-mission routine that includes a shower together where Sam washes Bucky's hair for him, and then, just before they head to bed, Bucky rubs Sam's sore shoulders for him. Idk, there's something so soothing and intimate about both of those acts. Bucky ducking his head and letting Sam gently scrub his fingers through his hair. Sam openly admitting where the sore spots are and letting Bucky work them out. So domestic and wholesome after a hard day's work.

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Finger painted SamBucky because I can’t hold a pencil very well today, but at least my index finger still works.

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Just Sam and Bucky, answering pride themed questions on Tumblr somehow, send in those questions and they will fumble replies.

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#WrestlingIsGay<3 | T | 2.3K | AO3

Created and written for the @sambuckylibrary SamBucky Summer Bingo 2025 On the Job Card - Square Fill: Enemies to Lovers Pro Wrestling AU.

Summary: Kayfabe rivals, Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes are real-life boyfriends who face-off when their stables, the Avengers and the Thunderbolts clash.

A/N: A lot of people don't know I'm really into pro wrestling and have been since I was a kid. Couldn't find any SamBucky wrestler AU fics, so I wrote this one for SamBucky Summer Bingo.

On a personal note, things have been pretty shitty for me lately, so I'm sorry about pausing my current stories like It's a Match! . Kind of focussed on the SB Summer 2025 Bingo to keep me occupied for now. Thanks for the support and love.

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Just Sam and Bucky, embarrassing themselves on a pride parade float.

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And that's that on that.

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I HAVE DONE IT!!!!

Hi, yes, I would like to inform everyone that I've reached 1,000,000 words posted on AO3!

I HAVE POSTED 1 MILLION WORDS TO AO3!

I'm so proud of myself and all the hard word I've put in, and I'm thrilled to have reached this milestone. Thank you to everyone who has ever read a fic of mine and left a comment, kudos, a bookmark, or came to my tumblr to tell me some other way that you liked it!

I had a poll a while back where people voted for what I'd do for my celebration when I reached this milestone, and the result was overwhelmingly "Take a week-long break," so that's what I'll be doing. The week after next, I will be taking a break from all my fanfic-related things. No writing, no posting, no responding to comments, just a complete break (though I will allow myself to read and comment on other people's fics).

During this next week before my break, if you want to send asks, I think a little Q&A could be fun, too, but that's up to you dears.

Thanks again to everyone who has supported me in any way along my journey to this milestone <3 I appreciate all of you!

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Break Update:

I'm feeling kinda burnt out with my fanfics lately, feeling like fandom isn't really a fun place to be right now. (I thought about coming back from my tumblr break only to scroll for five minutes and come across some of the same shit that made me take the break in the first place, lol.) I think I'm going to be focusing largely on my original writing for now, keeping myself off tumblr as much as possible. I'm still going to be updating the WIP fics according to my schedule (The Cute Cat Groomer on Mondays; Love, Bucky on Wednesdays; Brood on Thursdays; and The Sequel to The Pirate Fic whenever I feel like it), but I'm still not gonna be on here all that much, and I'm probably not gonna be posting any new fics for a while. Just not feeling it.

I'll still be checking my dms and my askbox, but I'm not gonna be posting anything for a while, including posting about fic updates. Love you dears, and I'm sorry. I just need to protect my mental health right now.

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Kinda weird to me how many authors will frequently write ships when they clearly only love one of the characters in the ship and not the other character(s).

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Chapter Seven

The Cute Cat Groomer

A Sam/Bucky/Joaquín fanfic! Rated E, multichapter, AU where Joaquín is a pet groomer, mostly fluff, some smut, a bit of angst

Joaquín pet groomer idea originally by @hornymotionalcookie (who gave me permission to use the idea)

Snippet:

Joaquín is having a great day. So far, he’s had all his appointments show up on time, and he’s actually on schedule to leave on time today for a change. It’s not like Joaquín has a problem staying late sometimes, but he’s been doing it every night for the last week, since Lindsay’s university courses had started up again and she’d been unloading some of her clients onto him. Joaquín maybe should bring it up to her, but the added money has been nice, and he does love making sure that everyone’s pets are happy, healthy, and cute as they can be, so he hasn’t yet. Still, when Lindsay pops her head into the grooming room and asks Joaquín if he can stay to help one more client, it takes a lot of willpower not to roll his eyes. “Why can’t you do it?” Joaquín asks. “I have that sociology class tonight, and I need to grab dinner before I go,” Lindsay answers, apologies in her warm brown eyes. “I’d tell them to come back tomorrow, but, well, there’s a cat with some gum stuck in its fur. I’d hate to send them home without helping.” Joaquín frowns. Yeah, he can’t leave a cat in that state. “Okay, yeah, I’ll stay late,” he says. Before she can even ask, he adds, “Yeah, I’ll handle closing. Go get something to eat.” Lindsay smiles brightly at him. “Thanks, J. You’re a lifesaver.” Joaquín finishes sweeping some fur into the trash can and then follows her back into the lobby, where he comes face-to-face with a grumpy-looking man holding a white, long-haired cat with a pretty nasty bit of matted fur between her shoulders. Joaquín is so focused on the poor cat that it takes him a minute to notice the man’s prosthetic arm, not that it’s super obvious. He’s wearing a jacket that covers it, but Joaquín can still see his hand, and that’s… That’s gold-laced vibranium. Joaquín blinks. The Winter Soldier is in the pet grooming shop he works at. Holy shit.

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