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ʙɪʀᴅꜱ ꜰʟʏɪɴɢ ʜɪɢʜ (ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ꜰᴇᴇʟ)

It normally doesn’t happen. Or, it does, but it’s never this huge of a deal. He’s strong, stronger than his body ever could be. He’d be a shit counselor if he couldn’t even counsel himself, right? 

That thought doesn’t slow his breathing or keep him from sweating. 

The sweating. He hated that. Out of all the parts that come with this—that was the worst. Because then he’s upset and stinky. He could feel the prickly feeling against the back of his neck, the wetness of his forehead. 

Part of him just wants to lay down on the floor, but the other part of him is reasonable—if not filled with shame—and voices the negativity that always crawls into the back of his mind.

He compromises and ends up sitting on the floor. 

The cold wood of the cabinets pressed against his now sweaty back comforts him as his ankles press up against the edge of the cabinet across from him. The cabinets jut out a little, leaving small spaces under them where crumbs and dirt and other debris end up. 

He needs to clean that later, he reminds himself. 

“Sam? You alright?” His boyfriend’s voice calls from the kitchen entrance. 

He cringes, knowing he’ll inevitably be caught having an episode between the island and the stove. 

Saying nothing, he presses a hand against his heart. He can hear and feel it beating—no, practically vibrating and that’s when he pauses. 

“Sam?” Bucky walks over to the fridge before noticing Sam. 

Bucky crouches down in front of him. 

“You’ve got this.” Is all he says. He sits down beside Sam, his legs crossed. They aren’t sitting next to each other, but Bucky sits parallel to Sam’s knees, his body facing the window to Sam’s left. Sam makes note of these details. 

“And I’m here. I’m here and you are too, and that’s what matters.” Bucky’s low voice hums. 

“Shit, man.” Sam pants. 

Bucky cracks a lopsided grin. “Tell me about it.” 

Something about the stupidity of the situation calms Sam down enough to get his breathing under control. 

Bucky extends his left hand, a soft and knowing tiny smile on his face. Sam takes it, pressing it against his cheek. The cool metal feels good against his hot skin. 

“You..wanna talk about that?” Bucky asks awkwardly. Sam knows  he’s not good at this part, even when Sam’s the one having the panic attack or nightmare or flashback. 

Sam shakes his head. “Just..stupid thoughts. I know none of it’s realistic or anything. Dumb shit.” 

“Happens.” Bucky murmurs. He stands up, extending his right hand and Sam takes it. The absence of the cold on his cheek doesn’t bother him. He knows Bucky’d hold him whenever he’d ask. 

And so Bucky does. 

And Sam does like that part. 

A/n: graphics by @saradika-graphics

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hello!! i loveee your graphics and am so excited to see your inbox open :) if you get the chance and inspiration, would you please consider some minimalist or elegant bird themed dividers? i have an oc whose symbol is a bird and i think it would be a neat touch for my sideblog.

regardless, i hope you have a lovely day!! <3

ahh hi, thank you so much! I have some below for you, I wasn't sure what colors so I used some soft neutrals. Hope that is ok!! 💖

And I also have a Feathers set!

[Free] Masterlist Headers & Dividers!

Please consider liking or reblogging if you use 💕

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— Ovid, Metamorphoses

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Not a morning person.

Extra of this one http://min1919.tumblr.com/post/85362075781/

I don’t know why it took me so long to dig it out from all the sketches and finish.

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 ﹟random get-to-know-me ask game  !! 

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect?

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

bamboo ⇢ do you change into a different outfit when you get home?

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

daffodil ⇢ do you have siblings? if yes, in what ways do you think you’re similar to or different from them?

mahonia ⇢ what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does?

chia ⇢ what’s an inside joke you have with someone else?

sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?

edelweiss ⇢ how’d you think of your url/username? what’s it associated with to you?

camellia ⇢ what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot?

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

ivy ⇢ what are your ‘tells’ for your emotions and moods? how can someone tell you’re happy, annoyed, upset or tired?

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

taro ⇢ if someone called you right now to catch up, what’re the things you’d tell them about?

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the humble "like" is oft mocked despite what it does for us. "like, three people" is a vastly different statement from "three people". "and i was like 'what the fuck'" is vastly different from "and i said 'what the fuck'". i love you "like" and anyone who says you make people sound stupid will be killed on sight

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Teeth are bullshit. What do you mean you’re decaying. Get a fucking grip. You’re a bone now act like it. You don’t see my finger bones decaying from jerking it too much now do you

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ohhhh dude you must’ve missed the first quarter of the third movie. yeah it’s really sad they didn’t get to finish it. y’know the part where Steve finds Bucky and he causes a tiny argument with Tony that doesn’t really go anywhere? yeah it’s really unfortunate that they didn’t have enough money to show the part where they obviously made up and decided the accords thingy was dumb. yeah everybody knows that’s how they were gonna end it tho

It’s so sad that Marvel went bankrupt after TWS where in the after credits scene it’s Sam and Steve’s secret wedding at the tree they introduced themselves at. I really wonder what the MCU could have been after that. Oh well, too bad they couldn’t afford more funding to make more movies. Maybe Disney could have bought them out. Oh well. And it’s really too bad we didn’t get to see where that Bucky storyline went.

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Insp(x)

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ATTENTION ALL FOLLOWERS: IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

please tell your pets hello from me

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Just Sam and Bucky, on a local talk show.

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| FALCON & WINTER SOLDIER (2020) #2

By Derek Landy and Federico Vicentini

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muscle memory

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Blood and Bones - Kodaline

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One endlessly good man who is still just a man being made into a legend he didn’t want as a side product of attempting to do the right thing (and pulling it off by sheer luck and an overabundance of balls) in order to be used for propaganda by people who always have something to gain from him and then being attacked for that same legend by those same people because it was meant to be an easily manipulated myth. It wasn’t meant to be a prophecy, it wasn’t meant to be true. All the butterfly story really is is just that, a story. That’s not how the world actually works and nobody can be that good anyway, right - but if somehow this one nobody man really is just naturally that good despite the way of the world around him, what does that mean for them? What does looking in that mirror make them? What light does his presence cast them in but an ugly shadow? So they try to tear him down to prove that he’s just a man and he is - he meddles and oversteps and fumbles his way through the shadowy workings of politics like a blind man, letting his faith in the good of people get in the way of good judgement - but he’s the kind of man that keeps choosing to be good and true over and over despite his doubts, despite what the world throws at him, that in doing so he inevitably inspires the people around him to do the same.

listen just. hold on. hold on I need a minute I am. thinking

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even when i am not posting, know that horrible sentences are raging within me