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izzy140105 · 11 days
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Damn you Natasha Romanoff... Why'd you have to go cliff jumping!!
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Holiday Blues - S.Rogers
Summary - Steve Rogers loves the holiday season, going all out with baking cookies, blasting holiday music and watching a constant stream of holiday movies. Y/N, his floormate and teammate, never celebrated the holidays and he wanted to know why. It takes her time but she finally opens up to him after an impromptu sparring session at midnight.
Word Count - 2117
Author's note - Welcome to Day 8 of my 25 days of fics! This is getting uploaded later than I usually do because it was not written in advance. School has been crazy with the end of the semester coming next week so I have been very busy. I hope you enjoy!
Warnings - Hydra, mentions of torture and brainwashing, Steve is a very patient man, not proofread, vulgar language, use of Y/N, Female Reader, (let me know if I missed any!)
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As she got older and the world became an increasingly worse place, it was hard to get into the Christmas spirit. She had seen most of the horrors of the world, alien invasions? Check, more than once. Half the world disappearing? Check. Meeting 2 men that were born during World War I? Check and check. She herself was much older than most people assumed, she was born during the late 20s so she knew how the two men felt.
However, only one of them embraced the holiday spirit and that was Steve. Steve who had probably seen worse than most of them, other than Bucky and Nat of course. Steve who was used as propaganda during the war. Steve who was ‘America’s Golden Boy’. Steve who was Captain America. A majority of the world never thought of Captain America as Steve Rogers, no, they thought of a strong man who had been a world protector starting with the second world war. Sure he was frozen for nearly 80 years but that didn’t matter to them, what mattered was the image America attached to him.
Y/N, who was a bit younger than Steve, still understood him better than most. She knew what it was like to be used for the ‘betterment’ of society. She knew what it was like for nobody to truly see the person she was. She knew what it was like to be frozen in time for decades and wake up confused and lost in a world filled with all this new kind of technology. She knew and Steve understood that. He understood that they went through similar things in their lives. He understood what she felt deep down but never let it show. 
Speaking of the horrors she had faced, well there was more than just alien invasions. She had faced escaping from Hydra, who was thought to be dormant. She had to face constant brain washing and memory wiping because no matter how often it was done, there was still a little piece of her inside that was fighting. That little piece was fighting for everything it had which wasn’t a lot. She was poor, her parents had died and her sister had moved to another state with her husband. She was left alone and Hydra saw this, Hydra saw a girl that was lonely and needed somebody so they became that somebody. She was manipulated into becoming a pawn in their game.
She had lost her faith in humanity long before she had woken up in the 21st century. But as she lived in this new century, she felt more out of place than she ever did. Because of this, she hadn’t felt the need to celebrate any holidays or any of her own birthdays. To her, these were miniscule things in a huge world of issues that needed to be resolved.
With living in the Avengers tower, it was quite hard to get away from holidays. Almost every inch of the tower had been decorated for the holiday season, Christmas lights and Hanukkah candles staring her in the face every time she left her room. She had even told Tony that she didn’t want her floor to be decorated but he ignored that request and her floor was decorated anyway. 
Even Bucky, who shared her floor, didn’t want the decorations up. He too could care less about the holidays after all of the horrors he had seen. The two of them brought up the point to Steve who was the other person on their floor. Tony thought it was funny to keep the three of them together and call it the glacier floor but that’s besides the point. Steve admitted he was the one who wanted the floor decorated. Bucky and Y/N knew that Steve had a particular love for holidays, no matter what kind of holiday it was.
The two couldn’t be mad at him so they ignored the decorations the best they could, ignored the constant baking the best they could and ignored the constant holiday movies and songs the best they could.
Steve, on the other hand, was trying to get the two of them excited for the holidays. He couldn’t understand why they hated holidays so much so he took to asking. Bucky was okay with the holidays but Y/N would almost disappear during them. He had asked Bucky first and all he said was he was too old to celebrate holidays to which Steve scoffed at his life-long best friend. Steve knew it was an excuse but he brushed it off since Bucky had started watching holiday movies with him and helped him with his baking.
Steve couldn’t seem to get a straight forward answer from Y/N though. It was like she hated talking about the subject of holidays all together. But Steve watched as her walls cracked a little bit and her true feeling shone through. 
“I used to love the holidays, especially when I still had my parents around and my sister. We had so many traditions that I couldn’t keep track but as I got older and my parents' health deteriorated, we stopped our traditions because they were becoming too much. After they died and my sister and her husband left the state, I was alone so I didn’t feel the need to celebrate the holidays anymore. I had nobody to celebrate them with, I guess I just never went back to celebrated after waking up,” She explained to Steve, but he knew there was more to the story. Her voice changed a lot as she spoke about why she stopped celebrating but it wavered the most when she said she stopped celebrating. He could tell she was lying to him just by her voice but she also avoiding his eye contact and was shifting from foot to foot. Those were her usual tells that she was lying.
“There’s something more that you aren’t telling me, isn’t there?” He asked her.
“There is but let’s save that for another day.” So they did save it for another day, Steve brushing it off until she looked particularly off, more than usual during the winter holiday season.
“What’s going on? You seem upset,” Steve asked her quietly one night in the kitchen. He was cleaning up after a baking disaster with Bucky, the other super soldier going off to bed after. It was just the two of them as it neared midnight, the only light being the gentle ceiling lights that hung over the island.
“Just thinking about my life back in the 30s. I couldn’t sleep so I spiraled a bit and needed to get out of my own head for a bit. Wanna head to the gym with me?” She offered him. He put the rag he was cleaning with down and followed her to the elevator so they could go to the gym.
“You wanna talk about it?” He questioned gently, not trying to pry the information out of her.
“Maybe after I get some energy out.”
So as they entered the gym after getting off of the elevator, it was quiet. He had never heard the gym so quiet before, usually music was playing or someone was in there training but it was desolate. Y/N loved coming to train at this time, enjoying the quiet and the privacy it provided. The two of them sparred for a bit, and by a bit that really means nearly 3 hours before one of them got even remotely tired. 
“You wanna tell me what’s going on now?” Steve asked as they both laid on the floor of the ring, panting and sweating from their long spar session.
“I was taken by Hydra 75  years ago today and tomorrow will be 75 years of me having the serum in my body. It’s why I hate the holidays so much, they remind me of Hydra and what they did to me. Reminds me of times when I was younger and able to believe in my family’s traditions. When I was innocent and not a monster that Hydra created. When I was me,” She explained absently. She was staring at the ceiling as she talked and continued on as he spoke back.
“So Hydra took you on Christmas Eve and you got the serum on Christmas day? Why would they do that to you? You were so young!” 
“Because I was alone and sad. My parents had just died, my dad dying of cancer and my mom dying of a broken heart, my sister got married and left to some southern state with her husband. They saw that I was vulnerable and alone so they used that as their opportunity to take me. I went willingly because I thought that I was doing the right thing, they really knew how to play mind games. Then I met Bucky, he was still Bucky but he was getting tortured and brainwashed right next to me until he wasn’t Bucky anymore. I was the next in line, getting the serum hurt like a son of a bitch, I didn’t think I would live but I did. Then came my torture and brainwashing. I put up a hell of a fight, nearly 40 years until I gave up fighting.”
Steve’s heart was heavy as she talked, not knowing what to say so he just listened. “There were a few times I almost died but they never let that happen, I was a winter soldier, one of two compliant soldiers they could use and abuse however they liked. I was in and out of cryo just like Bucky, when I was in he was out and when he was out I was in, that made for the consistency that they wanted and craved. The last time they sent me on a mission with Bucky was to kill Howard and Maria. I spent so many years of my life frozen in some unclaimed territory so when I escaped right before the issue with SHIELD, I had no idea who I was or what I was doing. I had such a hard time adjusting to everything going on because the last time I was out of cryo was the 90s where technology wasn’t as advanced. That’s probably why you found me so quickly, I didn’t know how to lay low and in the shadows in this new world.”
“Come with me,” Steve said, getting up and holding out his hand for her to take. She grabbed his hand, pulling herself up and followed him. He hadn’t let go of her hand and neither did she. They left the tower, both of them in sweaty pajamas, and walked through the streets of New York City. She had no idea where Steve was taking her but she willingly followed. They finally stopped right in front of the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree, brightly lit and holding the winter snow in all of the right places to make the view even more breathtaking.
“That’s beautiful, I haven’t seen this in person ever. I never realized how pretty it actually is,” She rambled about the beauty of the large evergreen. 
“I know holidays are tough and trust me I understand what it’s like to spend them alone, but you don’t have to, not anymore. You have me, Bucky and the rest of the team. We can start new traditions, just me and you and go from there. How does that sound?” Steve asked her, his eyes lit up with joy and wonder, he looked like a kid in a candy store.
“Can this be one of them? Seeing the tree at 3 in the morning on Christmas eve?” She asked innocently as she looked into his storm blue eyes.
“Of course it can. We can add a new one every year.”
She smiled a real smile for the first time since November had rolled around. The two of them enjoyed the view of the tree and the company of one another as the sun started to rise. They stood there until the sun was up and the streets were getting busy before making their way back to the tower. The two of them happy as could be, hands intertwined as they practically skipped through the tower and to the main kitchen floor where they had breakfast as a team every morning. 
Y/N was happy to be starting new traditions with someone she loved dearly, someone who cared about her but never pried her for anything that was on her mind, someone who let her take her time opening up and going to him in times of need. Someone she needed in her life.
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A Shot of Ice Cream
Warnings: shots/ needles, let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Peter Parker x sister reader
Request: could you do tom!peter parker with sister or daughter reader that has a phobia of needles and his taking her to get shots of some type? <3
Request by: Anon
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Summary: You need to get a shot. The only problem is that you have something along the lines of a phobia of needles
A/N: Sorry I haven’t been doing much lately
Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work
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It was a joke. It had to be. There was no way that your older brother was serious, he hardly ever was. So why start now?
If there was one thing that you knew for a fact it was that he loved teasing you in any way that he could, and even though this seemed a bit extreme, you wouldn’t put it past him. He had a tendency to be a bit extra at times.
So that should have summed it up, one big- stupid- dramatic joke.
Once the conclusion dawned on you, you couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter, rocking back and forth on the maroon cushions of the couch, holding onto your stomach as you began laughing even harder.
All of that halted though, when you looked upon Peter's face. It was pulled up in a half grimace, half look of sympathy.
“Sorry, Bubs,” He cringed, “I’m not kidding right now.”
A deadpanned look immediately overcame your face, masking your features in a way to make it impossible to detect what you were thinking. But your brother was practically a mind reader at this point when it came to reading you.
“I know, I know.” He quickly rushed out, edging forward in the matching armchair across from you, “But Aunt May’s at work, and this appointment can’t be rescheduled… I’m afraid I’m gonna have to bring you myself.”
There were about three full seconds of peace before the room exploded into screams.
Tears began to pour out of your eyes in a merciless flood without so much as a hitched breath for a warning, your head tilted back towards the ceiling as your eyes snapped shut.
Though you didn’t act like it sometimes, you were still a kid, only nine years old, and the thought of going to a doctors office- to get a shot, nonetheless- terrified you to the core.
Peter’s face didn’t even show the slightest bit of surprise or panic. He knew you were going to react like that.
He gracefully stood up and made his way over to you, crouching down in front of your sobbing form, “Shh,” The tone was soothing as he reached up to rub up and down your back gently, “I know, I know.” His previous words repeated, “But it’s going to be quick, and I’ll be with you the entire time.”
Your cries didn’t so much as slow at his words.
The boy sighed, knowing there was only one thing left that he could do, “We can go out for ice cream after.” He promised.
Immediately, as if simply turned off by a switch, your sobs ceased and your eyes opened and found their way to your brothers face.
“You promise?” You sniffled slightly.
He smiled softly, reaching a hand up and putting his pinky midair in between you two, “I promise.”
There was only a seconds pause before you wrapped your finger around his much larger one.
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Noticing your bouncing knee and glancing around eyes, Peter quickly reached across from his seat beside you and squeezed your leg reassuringly.
You were both in the doctor's office, waiting for someone to come in as you prepared to get your shot.
Then there was a knock on the door, and your breathing hitched while your body tensed up even more.
“Come in.” Your brother called, not taking his gaze off of you.
“Hi, there!” The doctor greeted, closing the door behind her as she entered.
Her pink scrubs with joyful flowers over them swooshed as she walked over to the table you were sitting on and stopped in front of you with a large and kind smile.
“And you must be Y/n.” She said cheerfully, sending a little wink your way as the elder Parker got up to shake her hand.
You nodded shyly, looking down at your bright green sneakers that you kicked back and forth in the air.
She scanned her clipboard, “If I’m not mistaken, you are getting a shot today.”
Her gaze flickered over to Peter, who gave her a nod of affirmation and he quickly mouthed ‘doesn’t like needles’, when he knew you weren’t looking.
The doctor's eyes softened even more and she nodded in understanding.
“So, Y/n,” She said, turning around and preparing the needle out of your view, “How’s school going for you?”
“Good.” You mumbled.
“What’s your favorite thing to learn about?” She asked sweetly, trying to keep your mind off of what was to come.
“Art.” Came your reply, far more confident this time.
She let out a gasp, “You’re kidding! That’s my son's favorite too! He’s about your age, actually.”
As she went to turn around, Peter noticed how your eyes were about to latch onto the object she now held in her hand, and he was quick to try and grab your attention.
“Bubs!” He cried a bit too quickly, but it worked. Your e/c orbs swept over to him, “Look at this.”
Gently, he took your hand and held it up in the air, making sure your gaze stayed away from the needle being prepped.
Then he left your hand hanging in mid air before putting his massive one right up against your tiny one, “Look how big my hand is!” He exclaimed, making a funny face for your benefit at the difference.
That emitted a giggle out of you.
The needle drew nearer to your skin.
“Now let’s see how strong that hand is.” He was quick to say, formulating a plan in his head on the spot.
With a grin, you gripped his hand as hard as you could, putting every bit of concentration into it to show your big brother that you could be strong.
“All done.” A clear- and slightly amused- voice said from behind.
You turned around, dropping Peter’s hand as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you blinked up at the doctor, “Done with what?”
She grinned, “The shot! And might I say, you did an amazing job.”
Your eyes widened looking from the needle in her hand to Peter- also grinning- beside you.
He quickly took your head and placed a kiss on the crown of your head, “I’m so proud of you, Bubs.”
A smile slowly spread across your face as you looked up at him, “Does this mean I get ice cream now?”
Laughter filled the room, “Yes, yes. It means you get ice cream now.”
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May Calamawy on being the first Egyptian-Palestinian woman to play the MCU’s first Egyptian superhero:
“I had to really sit with it and be like, I cannot represent every Arab woman or every Egyptian woman…I just hope that all Arab women can watch that and feel like a Super Hero, and that they have that space on that big scale. I hope that the people who can relate to Layla feel seen and excited, and people who don’t, that’s OK. There’s space for everyone. I’m just the first. There’s many more that can come. It’s an honor. It’s an honor just to be able to represent or to be Middle Eastern, and shine a light on that region.”
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Iman Vellani on being the first Pakistani young woman to play a teenage Muslim Pakistani superhero in the MCU:
“I’m honestly so privileged that Marvel trusts me to bring a character like Kamala to life. There’s so much weight that comes with being the first of anything. They’re like, ‘You don’t go to work thinking that you’re the first Muslim superhero; you just go to work and have fun.’ That’s what I keep telling myself: I don’t really have to go out of my way and advocate for Muslim and Pakistani representation. This is one story of one girl. We cannot represent all two billion Muslims and South Asians, but this is definitely a good start.”
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noyzinerd · 2 years
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The Reason Why Americans Spell "Colour" As "Color" (And Other Weird Spellings)
For American and British fanfic writers/readers alike (or any curious souls from anywhere else) who are wondering why Americans spell certain words without an extra "U", unlike everyone else, you can thank the printing press and the classic, American tradition of "cutting corners" for that.
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The printing press was the first machine to mass produce documents, entire books, and newspapers, when the only other alternative was writing everything out by hand, and was crucial in developing a nation that was just starting out. However, buying/transporting the machines and metal letters could be pricey and would take far too long to get to America (since all supplies had to be shipped overseas from Europe). News outlets of the time didn't want to potentially miss out on printing vital, current events during this wait and newspapers also only had so much room to get their point across on the front page. So, it became common practice to get rid of letters that didn't affect words phonetically to save on space, money, and time, drastically changing how Americans spell certain words to this day.
Words like "favourite", "flavour", "colour", "armour", and "honour" became "favorite", "flavor", "color", "armor", and "honor". We also have:
Mould➡️Mold
Encyclopaedia➡️Encyclopedia
Speciality➡️Specialty
Jewellery➡️Jewelry
Cheque➡️Check
Plough➡️Plow
Draught➡️Draft
Programme➡️Program
Spelling things phonetically also advanced the country's education, as most of the illiterate lower-class could now pick up reading a lot faster, thus, essentially, creating a middle class, where there hadn't been one before, as the written word became more accessible. This history of choosing spellings based on phonetics eventually made America into a culture that spells many words by how they sound when spoken, instead of by their root-word origins (such as Latin, Roman, Greek, etc.) even if the letter count is the same or longer.
Examples include "realise" becoming "realize", "cosy" becoming "cozy", and "offence" and "defence" becoming "offense" and "defense".
And thus concludes the deep and rich history behind why Americans spell certain things the way that they do.
So, just a tip for you British fanfic writers out there planning to write in an American fandom:
Make sure to check your spelling.
(Oh, quick side note: some Google results will say that Americans use "dialog", "monolog", and "practise" instead of "dialogue", "monologue", and "practice", but I have never once come across anyone in my life who has ever used those spellings, nor have I used an American computer/phone that will let me do that without autocorrecting me. Maybe there are some places in the US that use those, but if there are, I haven't seen them.)
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soulofapatrick · 1 year
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KEY:
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😡 = angsty
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𝑀𝒶𝓉𝓉 𝑀𝓊𝓇𝒹𝑜𝒸𝓀 𝓍 𝐹𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 
The Taste of Your Lips 🥹/😡
I Would Wait Forever 🥹
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To Be Written...
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To Be Written...
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izzy140105 · 11 days
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Totally unrelated to my usual stuff... But I just want to say... I miss them </3
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book-place · 2 years
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The Door- (Avengers x reader platonic) It pained the avengers to talk about it, but the newest addition to the team didn’t know that
↳ What Happens in Sokovia- (Avengers x reader platonic) Lots of things took place during the Battle of Sokovia, many stories about what happened were yet to be told, especially your story
A Not so First Meeting- (Peter Parker x sister reader) Two people bumped into each other, one of them doesn’t know the other person. But the other missed them more than anything
Slipping Through My Fingers- (Natasha Romanoff x daughter reader) Growing up is hard, especially when seen through the mothers prospective
Rebelling Against Life- (Matt Murdock x teen reader, Foggy Nelson x teen reader, Karen Page x teen reader) Nelson and Murdock have a new intern. One who really does not seem to want to be there
Don’t Blame Me- (Wanda Maximoff x daughter reader, Vision x daughter reader) You were gone- and Wanda would do anything to get you back
A Shot of Ice Cream- (Peter Parker x sister reader) You need to get a shot. The only problem is that you have something along the lines of a phobia of needles
Two Months- (Peter Parker x reader platonic, Tony Stark x daughter reader) As Peters best friend, you feel that it’s your job to help him. Especially when it comes to something like this
Blanket of Grief- (Peter Parker x reader platonic) Peter had been there for you through it all, but you had not been there for him
Twick or Tweet- (Avengers x child reader) You do some early trick or treating around the tower
Mishaps- (Wade Wilson x reader platonic, Avengers x reader platonic) You and Wade aren’t that chaotic… right? <crossover>
Sight and Sound- (Matt Murdock x child reader, Foggy Nelson x child reader) You couldn’t hear and Matt couldn’t see- what a duo you two made
Rewrite the Past- (Clint Barton x reader platonic) You and Clint weren’t given a warning about what was to come, about the price that needed to be paid
Broken Glass- (Eddie Brock x reader platonic, Venom x reader platonic) Chaos always ensues when Eddie and Venom are around
Screaming at the World- (Peter Parker x sister reader) Even though he was told, Peter was still in denial that you wouldn’t be around for much longer
Yarn in a Tree- (Eddie Brock x reader platonic, Venom x reader platonic) You were just trying to make them some gifts, but it went terribly wrong
Gift Giving- (Avengers x reader platonic) You seek out the help of someone unexpected for advice on a certain holiday problem you were having
Home for Christmas- (Avengers x reader platonic) Your team surprised you after a long mission away
Most Wonderful Time- (Wanda Maximoff x daughter reader, Vision x daughter reader, Batfamily x reader platonic) An idea came to you suddenly about the flashbacks you had been having of your past life <crossover>
All I Want for Christmas- (Avengers x reader platonic) Something goes wrong on the mission that you were supposed to be on during Christmas
Teardrops on My Pillow- (Avengers x reader platonic) You can’t stand your ‘best friend’ anymore, and the avengers are there to comfort you
Guilty Conscience- (Peter Parker x sister reader) You’ve never felt more alone then you did after your uncles death
The Art of Remembering- (Steven Strange x reader platonic, Peter Parker x reader platonic) You were the only one that could cast the spell, but you refused to do so because you would lose your best friend
In a Heartbeat- (Peter Parker x sister reader, Tony Stark x reader platonic) You should have known that you would never have to go through anything alone with Peter as your brother
Movie Night Secrets- (Peter Parker x reader platonic) The one time you’re finally able to hang out with Peter, a big secret is let loose
Our Own Little Pack- (Jack Russell x reader platonic) You and Jack debate about what to have for breakfast
To Lose- (Bucky Barnes x sister reader) Everything was supposed to be fine, the Avengers were supposed to win. But they lost. Some more than others
Too Much Like Me- (Matt Murdock x daughter reader) You should have known that it was impossible to keep a secret from your dad
Everybody Wants to Rule the World- (Avengers x reader platonic) You became an avenger at a young age, and grew close with your team
Arcade- (Avengers x reader platonic, Steve Rogers x reader platonic, Bucky Barnes x reader platonic) There never seemed to be a down moment in your life, but your best friends always made it easier
Proud of You- (Tony Stark x sister reader) You tell Tony something you’ve been hiding
Resurfaced Memories- (Bucky Barnes x sister reader) Things seem to go back to how they used to be with you and Bucky, until it gets taken too far
The Avoiding Act- (Avengers x reader platonic) Your team hasn’t really seen you in over a week, and they start to grow worried
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andi-is-bored · 11 months
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well it’s finally happened! it took two years, but i finally watch Falcon and The Winter Soldier!
i started this draft like two weeks ago and i’ve now watched the show like three times cause my sibling is obsessed with Bucky.
i don’t have many thoughts on the show honestly. i know that this is one of the more disliked mcu shows but i thought it was pretty alright! it’s mostly because i love Sam and Bucky as a duo and i’d watch them bicker for hours if i’m honest. i do get why it’s more disliked, i thought it kind of dragged a bit, the episodes are really long and it felt a bit like nothing was happening for good chunks of the episodes. also Sharon’s storyline was really weird, i didn’t really like her as a character before, thought she was kind of bland and seemed like she was only there as a love interest for Steve, but now it’s like they wanted to give her more to do but they didn’t know what to do? i don’t know it was just very weird and wasn’t my thing.
yeah that’s all.
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LONG LIVE WAKANDA
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ft-nostalgia · 2 years
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Hello, I am a fully grown adult defending Marvel for not having super perfect CGI because I, quite frankly, could not give less of a shit about CGI! I watch movies for acting, mostly. Storylines, sure. Character dynamics, definitely. CGI? Hardly. I can acknowledge when it could be better, but it doesn't break the property for me or the franchise and I think that's a lazy reason to hate the franchise as a whole. Hate the higher ups who insist on putting VFX artists under such tight deadlines? Perhaps. But the individual movie making people have nothing to do with that. It's almost like swearing off comics because they screwed over artists back in the 50s. A valid criticism, but hardly one to levy against the people creating new comics, right? Idk, I'm just looking for some positivity in the tags and getting sort of tired.
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strandkss · 7 months
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