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and all of my heroes died all alone

[atombombblonde]

”that blonde, she’s a bomb, she’s an atom bomb!”

independent sharon carter rp / semi-selective / multi ship / multi verse

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[atombombblonde]

”that blonde, she’s a bomb, she’s an atom bomb!”

indepedent sharon carter rp / semi-selective / multi ship / multi verse

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[otpsource]

Winter13 + The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

[cxptisgone]

incoming transmission from: @atombombblonde​ message sent: "I know you’re not from here… But why is it that when I look at you I feel more at home than I’ve felt in years?“

"I don’t know,” is the first thing that came to mind, reaching out and taking Sharon’s hands. He felt comfortable with her, like this was where he belonged, and it was a relief that she felt the same way. A part of him felt guilty for stepping into her life knowing that his own counterpart might’ve had feelings for her. If they were similar like that Sharon would always have a piece of their heart. But he had fallen hard for her and he wouldn’t allow something like guilt to get the better of him. Not when he was stuck there with no way home. Steve had found something familiar and now he was struggling with the idea of leaving it behind. How could he when she felt like home? How could he when he’d inadvertently fallen in love with her? He couldn’t. And that was going to be a problem. “I wish I could answer that. It might help why I feel the same way when I’m with you. You’ve made this universe feel like home.”

[thesunwillart]

happy bday sam!!! love is stored in the sam and he deserves all of it

making it at last minute for sam wilson appreciation week <3

[allthingschrisevans]

Chris Evans is just chef‘s kiss

[perfectquote]

Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness.

Katherine Henson (via perfectquote)

[atombombblonde]

drafts are empty, come spam my inbox with memes and plots please

[anotherdamnrpmemeblog]

Lightheaded/Fainting Starters

❝Whoa, hey, you okay there?❞

❝Please don’t pass out on me–❞

❝Stay with me.❞

❝I think you need to lay down.❞  

❝I need to lay down. Like, now.❞

❝Can you help me sit down?❞

❝I think I’m gonna pass out.❞

❝I don’t feel so good…❞

❝I can’t move.❞

❝I can’t sit up.❞

❝Why is the room spinning?❞

❝When’s the last time you slept?❞

❝Do you need to eat something?❞

❝When’s the last time you ate?❞

❝I think I just need to eat something.❞

❝Let me get you some water.❞

❝Here, elevate your feet.❞

❝How much did you drink?❞

❝I think I drank too much.❞

❝Did you drink something? Did you take something?❞

❝You’re really pale.❞

❝Can you hear me?❞

❝Hey – you passed out.❞

❝Are you gonna pass out again?❞

❝I think I’m gonna pass out again.❞

❝Don’t sit up yet. Just relax.❞

❝This isn’t normal. You’re freaking me out.❞

❝Thank god you’re awake, I was about to call an ambulance.❞

❝You’re gonna be fine, I’m gonna call an ambulance.❞

❝What happened? Did I hit my head?❞

❝You hit your head pretty hard. Just stay down.❞

❝What happened? I just found you laying here.❞

[atombombblonde]

multiwrites​:

          her reply has a smile curling on his lips.               it’s easy with her,       easier than with anybody else.                 and she gets it,        gets him.                  what an experience to be able to lean on someone who genuinely understands.                               “  good.             ‘cause you are beautiful,         and y’know  ‘m not just sayin’  that.  ”                               he gently pushes his adoration over to her awareness so she can feel it too.                                  “   ‘m so damn lucky,  ”                          he says,          mostly to himself. 

Keanu’s emotions waft over her like the most intense, addicting perfume she has ever encountered. Her head tilted back, eyes closing as she relished in the heat of adoration that sat in her own realm of emotional awareness. 

She sighs softly, one hand lifting to stroke up Keanu’s arm, his physical presence a grounding anchor. “God you’re amazing.” She whispered, her head rolling to the side before she finally opened her eyes to look at him. 

“So amazing... You have no idea...”

[atombombblonde]

cxpt​:

“Oh?” The smirk pulled at his lips as he looked at Sharon. He hadn’t expected her to answer like that, and it had him wondering if he’d read the situation correctly or if there was something else going on. Just because he’d been enjoying their flirting didn’t mean that it would go anywhere. Technically, he shouldn’t have been getting involved with Sharon but his heart had always overruled his head and this time wasn’t any different. “So what is it you do want?” It was probably going to get him into trouble, but in that moment Steve didn’t care.

Sharon had always found her way into his heart and it didn’t matter which universe he was in he would always find his way back to her. And this time was no different. He enjoyed spending time together, he enjoyed just having her in his life and while he wouldn’t acknowledge it out loud, he could admit that she was grounding him in this universe in a way that he hadn’t expected. She was also making it difficult for him to continue looking for a way home. Steve knew he needed to leave, but Sharon was making that damn difficult.

And then there was whatever this was between them. Flirting had never really been his thing but she made it so damn easy, and it felt like they’d fallen into a comfortable pattern. Did she want something more? Did he? It was a question that he would definitely struggle with and maybe after tonight he’d figure out just where they stood. If she wanted to make something more of this he wouldn’t say no. And if she didn’t? He would be okay with that, too.

Only time would tell and he hoped that tonight would open up a lot of doors for them. It was the only way they’d figure out just what this way between them and how far they wanted it to go. He could flirt, he could open up doors and hold her hands, but if she didn’t want anything more than that he needed to know so that he didn’t push past whatever boundaries she had in place.

Shoving it aside, he knew that she didn’t mind him taking her hand. If he thought she wouldn’t hit him, he would’ve wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in. But that might’ve been going a bit too far. Instead, he would just take her hand and lead her out towards his motorcycle. Steve could admit he was relieved when they were able to get him a Harley similar to what he had back in his own universe. He knew Sharon probably wouldn’t be impressed but at least it would get them to the restaurant on time. Or he hoped it would. There was no telling given the traffic in this damn city.

“We’re not missing the rush, I promise,” was all he could say, shaking his head as he had to finagle his way onto his own bike. As amused as he was by Sharon’s antics, it was more difficult for him to get on. And something told him she wanted it that way, too. “Hold on tight. I’ve noticed this damn city is crazy with traffic.”

What did she want? More work. Specifically less pencil pushing work and more field work. A family again. A meal once a week that wasn’t out of the freezer section of the local supermarket. 

But right now? 

She wanted him. 

“I’m not sure,” She smirked, her hands coming to rest on her knees, legs spread over the leather seat of the engine beneath her. “Right now, I’m in the market for a man more than a woman. Someone tall preferably, though I’m not too picky. I do like blue eyes on my men as well.” 

The realm of subtly was being left further and further behind her the longer that Sharon stayed around Steve. She couldn’t help herself though, something about him made her feel different. She relaxed around him, feeling safer knowing that she could trust him to watch her back the same way she could watch his. And the flirting, it was impossible not to flirt with the man when he was throwing it back at her as quickly as she could pull it out. 

It was so nice, and so different to the Steve Rogers of her universe, to the point that she couldn’t even compare them. So she didn’t. Instead she allowed her mind to wander for the seconds while she waited for Steve to mount his bike, her fingers stretching over her knee idly like a web before retracting, her fingertips touching each other for a brief millisecond before expanding again. 

Her mind wandered to a place that she hadn’t considered yet. What was she like in his world? How different was her counter part to her own self?

They were strange, pointless questions. Sharon was never going to meet her counter part unless something wild and destructive happened and she’d had enough wildness and destruction to last her a lifetime.

Feeling the bike shift underneath her, Sharon’s attention returned to the man in front of her. She could’ve placed her hands on his hips, holding the corner where his torso met his legs, squeezing the machine underneath her tightly with her thighs to stay on. 

But why would she?

Instead, Sharon leant forward, wrapping her arms around his waist, her cheek pressed against the warm muscles of Steve’s back, his heartbeat pulsing under her skin. 

She smiled. 

“Ready when you are Rogers.”

[peacereflecteda]

                                             shippy  starter  for   @atombombblonde​  !!

           “  we are wild,     we are like young volcanoes.             do you wanna feel a little beautiful,      baby?  ”

[atombombblonde]

“I always feel beautiful when I’m with you.” She murmured quietly, eyes trailing over Keanu’s entity. “Always.”

[screnwriter-old-deactivated2021]

sacred romantic moments + sentence starters

“ don't go. stay. “

“ but you're here. so stay. “

“ i wouldn't tell you this if it wasn't important. “

“ you can talk to about anything, you know. “

“ do you hate me? “

“ i could never hate you. not really. “

“ you're my friend, but, i wish you were more than that.

“ we're not just friends. you know that. “

“ i think you're in love with me. “

“ i think i'm in love with you. “

“ i don't want to be alone tonight. “

“ let's be alone together.

“ hold my hand. “

“ can i hold your hand? “

“ your hand is tiny. look at the size different. “

“ things would be so much easier if we were honest with each other. “

“ why can't you just be honest with me? with yourself? “

“ maybe you could stay? just for tonight? it’s dark outside, and it’s raining. my arms are much safer. “

“ you can't keep doing this. you can't keep lying to yourself. “

“ i can't keep lying to myself, or to you. it's not fair to either of us. “

“ i think you should kiss me. “ “ really? “ “ yeah. “

“ kiss me like you mean it. “

“ just kiss me. “

“ you shouldn't kiss me right now. “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you love me. “

“ you can't lie to me, you know. you can try but, your eyes will always tell the truth. “

“ you're pretty amazing. you know that, right? “

“ you're just... you're extraordinary. “

“ you're good to me, you know. really good. “

“ you've made me the happiest i've ever been. “

“ i don't know what i would have done if you weren't here. “

“ our love could conquer anything. “

“ and for many generations to come, our love story will live on. “

“ i want you to marry me. “

“ if you asked me to marry you tomorrow, i'd say yes. “ “ what about today? “

“ marry me, name. marry me and make me the luckiest [x] in the world. “

“ i'd tell you i love you but, i'd rather show you. “

“ your kiss could mend a broken heart. “

“ are you going to kiss me again, or do i have to do it myself? “

“ i could cry, that's how much i love you. “

“ you're worthy of my love. “

“ truth is that i'm so damn in love with you that i don't know what to do with myself. “

“ maybe tonight, it's you and me. “

“ i don't know what the future holds. all i know is that i hope you're in it. “

“ could you promise me one thing? “ “ what's that? “ “ that we'll be together, no matter what. “

“ it's you and me, forever. no matter what. “

“ i didn't want to tell you before i was sure, but... i'm pregnant. “

“ we're going to be family! “

“ this baby, it's the best thing that could ever have happened to us. “

“ i can't believe this! we're going to be parents! “

“ dance with me? “

“ may i have this dance? “

“ take me to paris, and kiss me under the stars. “

“ you're my whole world, you know. “

“ don't speak, just... kiss me. “

“ you have no idea how long i've been wanting to that. “

“ i've been wanting to tell you for so long... “

“ so... is this, like a thing now? “

“ i always miss you. even when you're right beside me. “

“ you make me happier. “

“ i love waking up next to you. “

“ my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you. “

“ just hold me. “

“ come cuddle with me. “

“ this is torture, isn't it? “ “ not in the slightest. “

“ do you love me? “

“ could this be something more? “

“ move in with me. “

“ do you think we should move in together?

“ maybe you should move in? you spend all your time here anyway. “

“ are you serious? i've had a crush on you for as long as i can remember. “

“ i know you're in love with me. “

“ you're really cute, you know. “

“ you're so damn attractive. you know that right? “

“ provide me your past and i'll show you my future. “

[atombombblonde]

nerdybirdboy​:

Tim chuckled again. “Your secret is safe with me. My dad’s company actually has contract with the government. Not that I know any details, of course.” He knew all the details, but she didn’t need to know that he was basically the CEO of Drake Industries. “Got to admit though, I have been tempted to try out CIA’s cyber security. Haven’t done it since if I was found out, my dad’s security clearance would go and I can’t have that.” That could spell disaster for the company and that would be very bad since DI did a lot of good as well as sponsoring his night time job as a vigilante.

Cyber security was so not Sharon’s usual forte, but this was a teenage boy who apparently knew more about governmental work than most boys his age. But she also didn’t really go around openly advertising that she worked for superheroes and other such people. So casual CIA pencil pusher it was. “That’s always promising to hear from someone under the age of forty five.” She smiled, letting her gaze move over the boy, he would make a good field agent in a couple of years. The academy were really taking them straight out of high school now. “If you ever find yourself bored and want to be even more bored with the rest of your life you should look into joining the junior academy. You seem bright, judging by the weight of your backpack.”

[atombombblonde]

gcroinya​:

                     CLEAR   SKY   ABOVE   THEM   MARBLED   WITH   PEARLY   WHITE.   there’s that little bit of almost-picturesque bliss that always hides something more sinister. people like them know it well, for others this quaint scene is worth taking a picture of and then moving on.

                     she watches the man duck and whilst that isn’t necessarily graceful by itself, what pulls a smile out of her is the angry flapping of wings and a flock of pigeons flying from behind that column. 

                     ❝well, this adventure is all you,❞    she points a pinky at the general direction of commotion and takes that one last sip. 

                     and the day has just begun.

                     ❝another coffee?❞    comes a natural question, considering that is what they were there for until the meeting took a turn that natasha would like to call surprising, but she knows that would be a lie  ( some say she can’t tell the difference anymore, but look at that ).  

                     ❝or do we opt for some interrogation and call it a girls day out?❞

The disturbance of the pigeons brought a smile to her face, her eyes darting to follow the birds quickly as they only further revealed where the man was hiding. He clearly was far too new at his job to even have any fun with. 

Though Natalia was right, for once the trouble seemed to have come seeking out herself specifically instead any of the interesting company she tended to keep. 

That was new.

“I’d love one, thank you.” 

A typical agent type, never turning down extra caffeine when it was offered to her, whether she should cut back or not. 

“Let’s see if he’s brave enough to approach while we finish another cup. He seems stupid enough to approach in public, since he’s not bright enough to avoid scaring the pigeons.”

[atombombblonde]

americashielded​:

“Well, not being gentle while tending to this cut would sort of defeat the purpose, wouldn’t it?” He flashed a quick smile at Sharon before wrapping bandages around the gauze that was now placed on her arm. “Sorry if the alcohol stung a lot, but I imagine you’re used to it by now. How did this cut happen anyway? Or is that classified?” A little tease at the expense of her profession, but for all he knew, maybe it was classified. 

“Depends on what your purpose was.” Sharon returned, though there wasn’t any real fight in her voice. She was tired, mainly physically since her latest job hadn’t been the kindest to her. Turns out going through a glass window wasn’t the easiest thing on your body. So she appreciated Steve being gentle, it allowed her to relax, sitting on the table with her scratched and bloodied arm extended to the blonde, allowing him to fix her. “If you wanted to hurt me and exhaust me more than I’m sorry to say you failed at your job.” Sharon managed a smile, her eyes lifting from the patched wound to Steve’s face. “Glass windows. I don’t recommend going through them without some sort of a shield to protect you.”

[atombombblonde]

[ ROOMMATES ] or [ ABANDONED ]

from this meme

“God!” Sharon huffed as she threw open the door to the apartment, catching it last minute before it hit the wall behind it. “You would think that in this day and age a girl would be able to be left the fuck alone on the train and not be followed home for three blocks!” Kicking off her heels, Sharon tossed them into her bedroom, letting them land unevenly onto the floor. Seconds later her handbag and blazer followed, both bouncing on her bed, the keys inside of her bag rattling around loudly, clanging against her water bottle. Ignoring the mess that she was leaving in her wake, like a blonde tornado, she closed her bedroom door and promptly sat on the floor, her back pressed against the wood, her eyes finally finding Elijah in the lounge room of their apartment. 

“I hope you had a better day than I did.” She muttered, the fight leaving her body now that she was no longer in any immediate danger from a strange man on the train. Her voice was softer as her eyes flitted around the space, looking for evidence of his day and what he had gotten up to.

“Did you make anything beautiful?”

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