All aboard the S.S. Fangirl~

Okay, I have a question for all my followers, how do you have multiple primary blogs connected together?
Seriously, help me.

So I just followed myself…
Didn’t know you could do that. Kinda though we already did.

Every person who reblogs one of my original text posts makes me feel so loved I can’t even describe the feeling. But for those of you who do, thank you.

I wish people were just like AO3, with interest tags and trigger warnings.

Is this permament?

So far.

the-steve-bucky-ship:

Steve and Bucky’s sleep is the most peaceful when they are resting together, protecting each other from the nightmares. 
Well, that took me a lot longer than I thought it would to paint. Glad I’ve finally finished it though!

the-steve-bucky-ship:

Steve and Bucky’s sleep is the most peaceful when they are resting together, protecting each other from the nightmares. 

Well, that took me a lot longer than I thought it would to paint. Glad I’ve finally finished it though!

gyzym:

six fanfictions i am currently craving: 

  • the steve rogers and bucky barnes are really mad about these newfangled bananas show, starring steve rogers and bucky barnes, who are really mad about these newfangled bananas
  • this same fic, five more times

hurinthalions:

bucky speaks in english most of the time but when he gets truly upset he reverts back to rapid fire russian and he can’t switch back to english until he’s calm again

instead of feeling shut out and useless, steve starts learning russian

I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.
Unknown (via invisible-depression)

morarty:

who needs healthy sleeping habits when you have fanfiction about the everlasting love between a genetically modified supersoldier and an amnesiac master assassin

gyzym:

hill-hill-hill:

Thank you, Sam.

( Seriously, I want a Cap belly warmer. )

SCREAMING. PLEASE.

Steve shows up to an Avengers meeting in August wearing a red white and blue scarf that hangs down nearly to his knees, with little pieces of yarn sticking out anywhere there’s a color change. When Tony stares, Steve shrugs. “Bucky hasn’t figured out how to weave in ends yet,” he says, toying with one of the errant pieces. “Pretty good though, right?” 

Tony says nothing. Tony’s not sure there’s anything to say, except, maybe, that knitting needles sound pretty fucking dangerous in the hands of the Winter Soldier. 

In September, Natasha pulls her tablet out of a black knit pouch with red edging; in October, Sam’s wearing a pair of thick grey fingerless gloves, little black wings adorning the tops. Clint comes home one day November wearing deep purple arm warmers, and a few days later Bruce walks by wearing the exact same ones in green. By December, Thor’s storing Mjolnir in a little silver knitted sack, and when Steve and Bucky show up for the Christmas party in matching handmade sweaters, holding hands and generally looking much more like something out of an adorable Hallmark commercial than Tony would’ve guessed upon meeting Barnes six months ago, he has to admit it: he’s hurt. 

"I am not hurt," he hisses at Pepper, when she finds him sulking. "I am — confused. And! Cold! If Barnes is going to knit things for the entire team then, I mean, whatever, I don’t care. I’m just saying, it’s not exactly fair, is it? Everyone getting something and me—” 

"Tony," Pepper interrupts, giving him her gentlest exasperated eyeroll, "Bucky left something for us in the foyer." 

It’s a blanket, as it turns out, red and gold striped. Pepper wraps around her shoulders immediately and refuses to give it back, even when Tony tugs her into a kiss and tries to use the distraction to steal it off her. It looks awesome, though, and it feels pretty damn comfortable for the, like, eight seconds Tony gets his hands on it before Pepper sails away, still wearing it around her shoulders. Huh.

Tony sidles up to Steve at the next Avengers meeting. “Hey,” Tony says, “you were right: your boy’s pretty good with a needle. You think he could make a hat that says ‘War Machine Rox,’ spelled with an X? I need a good birthday present for Rhodey.”

Steve beams at him. 

savingbucky:

no but seriously his laughter is so catching

image

buckybarnse:

Avengers + Colours

morgan-reidismyotp:

"Happy Easter," Spencer whispers into his husband’s ear.

Derek responds with a unintelligible grunt and sinks further under the covers. It’s way too early to even think about getting up. He had gotten home very late from work the day prior and had insisted setting up the Easter egg hunt for…

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