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Carry your passion like the moon carries moonlight.
yes.
imma start shit posting again
I just wanted to post something i made
Made a collage you guyss
USELESS WRITING #2
fellow writers, if you are hungry because writing is harder than you thought,
do not eat the paper.
Tony..is loved.
Set after Civil War with a prompt i read on Pinterest hope you like it.
Tony was the one alone.
A thought that kept Steve Rogers awake, was one of the major reasons why he left that message on the flip phone. He always felt the need to include Tony more in every team activity in the past; locked up in his lab, working on something or the other which he loved flaunting about to others, but for Steve that was a reflection of his entitlement. But the more he knew him the more he understood the lonely mechanic, the more he spent time with him the more he saw a man in need of affection.
He tried to give him that but Tony never trusted him enough mostly because there was a big gap cause of the attention that Steve got for waking up from the ice at least that's what he thought was the reason. But later he came to know from Natasha about Harward being more obsessed with THE Captain America than worrying about his own child and maybe his coming back triggered some memories, but at heart, Steve still believed that Tony was over that and he just kept his distance from everyone.
And the return of Bucky made this distance worse, Steve fought for what he believed and knew was the right thing but, in the process, he lost the thread of the relationship he had with Tony.
Bucky made Steve's life so much better, the connection with life was back, but he knew how numb it felt not to have that connection and he felt guilty and sympathetic for Stark, he was the one alone. Might have fought with people, he knew Stark went home alone that night. Maybe Tony is surrounded by people with cameras but Steve knows that Stark has a life behind the camera's that is worrying.
These feelings burdened today,
When he was going to the Stark Tower.
To meet him.
People told him that Stark shifted his daily routine to just one floor, no surprises there. So, Steve was nervous to see the state he would find him in because there were times when he found Stark sleeping on paperwork in the basement with five coffee cups.
Walking in as the air hit him, also hit the moments he spent in there.
As he took a lift and it went down his heartbeat went up, and his little phone call...did it even mean anything? Was it even helpful? Will Tony even consider him his friend to ask for help?
Stepped out and lifted an eyebrow...because he was met by a soft smell of baked cookies. Move along, he thought. And then was met by a small cat who had attitude might we add. But that made sure the cat belonged to Tony Stark,
"Um.. hello is any-?"
"Yes! Rogers!" came the Colonel James, or Rodey. He was walking with a limb Steve hit the guilt train very quickly. "Come with me." Rodey commanded, and Steve marched right behind. They walked past something that took Steve's attention and Rodey answered with an eye roll, "Yeah THAT is a wheelchair but I don't need it anymore tony bought it to tease me."
"Sounds like Mr. Stark." a small voice snickered.
"Oh uh..Hello," Captain smiled at the small boy who apparently was Spider-Man...so awkward.
Peter's eyes went wide "Mr. Captain.. Captain..uh Sir? ..."
"Just Cap is fine."
"Yes Sir! Captain Sir!" he threw a salute and marched off. Steve turned to Rodey "Something is fundamentally wrong with that one.." the man whispered shaking his head.
"Alright, Steve wait here let me get those papers for you, uh grab something from the kitchen if you want."
"No thank you, James."
So Captain stood there and got the time to look around for a bit, he saw some books on the countertop, but they weren't that complicated then he saw little doodles on the textbook and named 'Peter B. Parker.' he understood who belonged to,
He looked at the small photo frame in which Tony was standing with Happy smiling and pointing at Peper who rolled her eyes, he assumed it was an old one of them. He looked around more and found small pieces of notes left behind by Pepper.. Some with 'Enough with the Coffee TONY!' and others just 'Tony you have a meeting and yes you are late.' one also said 'Happy we are missing Doritos.' He smiled at that..he remembered that nickname.
Then he could see a small transparent box with glasses which he recognized were Bruce's and he also saw some stickers on the refrigerator with timetables and dates, but these didn't look like just for the meetings..heck this timetable didn't look like for one person.
It looked like it was for a family, with due check-ups, picnic hours, laundry day, and chores day with everyone's name on each one.
His lips formed a smile that he didn't think he was going to have today, he turned around and was met with a small batch of baked cookies with an 'I know you liked them last time' note stuck on them.
Steve sighed.
He, after days, felt relaxed. Truly relaxed.
This place, this floor, wasn't for the tony he thought he knew, this home was for the tony he loved and admired.
His phone call was special but it didn't matter if Tony didn't turn to him for help. No, Stark had a home and place of affection now.
This is when Captain America sighed and realized,
Tony Stark never needed him.
yo you guys want some fanfictions?
POV: your brother has generational wealth [Wolfstar]
Sirius: Can I kiss you?
Remus: Only if you pay me
[later]
Regulus: And why do you need that much?
Sirius: Science experiment..
Regulus: ..we are wizards.
guys remember on a birthday its the money that counts not the thought.
on this occasion of being broke i once again turn to my ability of warming food as dinner.
USELESS WRITING TIPS #1
remember people its easier to write smut, horror, and thriller with your safe search turned off.
Or just go on Incognito, you don't wanna remember that search again.
it takes tremendous passion to start something, beginnings are often the hardest.
Afraid Part-1
the days were longer when she with him. She was more aware of what she said, more hesitant in what she did. Her eyes would open quicker in the morning, maybe because she was anxious. Whatever it was, she knew it would get worse today. Today he was home, alone with her.
is it your eyes or mine,
looking over at me,
those songs you sang, or just the words
maybe nothing at all, just my thoughts.
why is my hair not straight or curly? its wavy but when washed its soo curly but in an hour it gets weird again...PICK A SIDE DUDE
look its not that i don't work hard, its that i don't work hard for a long time. I start, things don't get done, I stop.
Small Heart
Days got smaller as I paid less attention
At the my books,
At my looks,
forgetting the things which once held my hand
leaving them alone, leaving my own part
night has grown longer when i spend time with my small heart.