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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 23/? Fandom: Captain America (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Nick Fury, Tony Stark, Darcy Lewis Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Circus, Slow Burn, Discussion of non-con (not Steve/ Bucky), Underage (Steve is 17/ not Steve/Bucky) Summary:
"Running away to join the circus â Steve wasnât so green that he didnât realise the notion was romantic; a clichĂŠ. He also knew it was possible that no one would ever believe that his running away and the circus arriving in town on the very same day was merely a coincidence."
Steve runs away from home but not to join the circus. Bucky works with the big cats.
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Hahahaha. Hahahaha. Not me coming back to revive this fic almost three years after posting the last chapter. Couldn't be me.
But it is.
I have no excuse.
Before posting this chapter, I reread this work multiple times and have edited a great deal of it. I had written half of this chapter two years ago and came back to it recently. I would love to hear any feedback about this chapter in particular because I'm concerned that the huge breaks between writing and posting make it awkward. (I started this fic in 2014! WHAT?!)
Finally, a huge thank you to everyone who still reading this story.
James Buchanan Barnes
me: *scares myself to the point where I canât even function because of the anxiety I have created over a situation*
the situation: *works out fine*
me: oh
shout out to all the people who identify with gifted kid burnout syndrome who are probably just neurodivergent but werent diagnosed as a child, who used to devour books like it was nothing and never really understood why the protagonist would leave their cool fantasy world behind to go back home at the end of the story, and who are now extremely disappointed in reality and use escapism as their primary coping mechanism. howâs that bisexuality and deep-rooted anger at the school system going for you?
op you couldve jus come to my house n punched me in the face
OP SHUT UP
Iâm so scared of 2020, something seems to frightening about this year. Itâs gonna be Y2K all over again. The Black Plague is going to come back. I swear. I fuckin swear.
date of origin: 3rd of december, 2018.
hobbies masterpost!
a really excellent way to reduce anxiety is to pick up a new hobby. find something youâre interested in, learn it, then use it as a healthy and productive way to cope.
learn to play guitar
learn how to make interactive stories with the free program Twine
learn how to make pixel art
learn another language
learn how to build a ship in a bottle
learn how to develop your own film
learn how to embroider
learn how to make chiptunes (8-bit music)
learn how to make origami (the art of paper folding)
learn how to make tumblr themes
learn how to make jewelryÂ
learn how to make candy
learn how to make terrariums
learn how to make your own perfume
learn how to make your own tea
learn how to build birdhouses
learn how to read tarot cards
learn how to make zines
learn how to code
learn how to whittle (wood carving)
learn how to make candles
learn how to make clay figurines
learn how to knit scarves
learn how to become an amateur astronomer
learn some yoyo tricks
learn how to start a collection
learn how to start body building
learn how to edit wikipedia articles
learn how to decorate iphone cases
learn how to do freelance writing
learn how to make your own cards and
learn how to make your own envelopes
learn how to play the ukuleleÂ
learn how to make gifs
learn how to play chess
learn how to juggle
learn how to guerrilla garden
learn how to chart your family history
learn how to keep chickens
learn how to do yoga
learn how to do magic tricks
learn how to raise and breed butterflies
learn how to play dungeons & dragons
learn how to skateboard
learn how to do parkour
learn how to surf
learn how to arrange flowers
learn how to make stuffed animals
That's a false comparison.
You can disagree about whether there's a God, or about which God there is.
Black people and LGBT people exist. You can't disagree about that.
There are no gods in your class but there are probably black and gay kids. And it would probably help them a lot to know that you support them.
Conservatives think people can just stop being queer or black if they pray enough.
So someone pointed out to me recently that in a few years, maybe a few decades, the history of the us during covid is probably going to get twisted. The fact that we all had to make and wear cloth masks is going to be hailed as a symbol of how we â"came together as a nationâââ or whatever the fuck propaganda spin they try to put on it.
So I just want to say, for the record, the time of the corona virus pandemic was not a time when america came together.
This was a time when people hoarded toilet paper and sanitizing supplies either for themselves or to sell at absurd prices to the desperate people who didnât get to the store soon enough during the shortages
This was a time when scared parents were sending their kids to finish school in the spring in plastic trash bags because they couldnât think of any other way to possibly keep their families safe
This was a time when grocery store and retail and service workers were forced to keep working whether they wanted to risk their health or not because they couldnât make rent otherwise and the people with enough privilege to have remote jobs tried to repay them with applause instead of fair wages
This was a time when nurses had the hold the hands of multiple dying people every day as their families watched their loved ones die over a video call because the hospital couldnât risk having visitors
This was a time when city governments had to handle so many eviction hearings that they rented out convention centers and called in the national guard instead of doing a rent freeze to stop predatory landlords
This was a time when racism and police brutality were so unbearably horrible that people protested in the streets for months even though there was a god damn pandemic that our federal government wasnât doing shit to stop and the cops were so mad that they were being asked to stop beating up black people that they were beating up everyone
This was a time when schools being forced to reopen in the fall or lose their federal funding had to draft templates for letters if a teacher or a staff person or a fucking child died from exposure to corona at school
This was a time when the president of the United states demanded that the cdc stop releasing data about all the people who were dying because of the warnings he ignored for months were making him look bad
This was a time when some state governments didnât mandate masks and forced businesses to reopen because they didnât want to pay unemployment to people trying to stay safe at home anymore
This was a time when Jeff Bezos was on track to be a fucking trillionare because everyone was ordering things on amazon instead of going to the store and the people he worked to death to get it didnât see a single cent of it
This was a time when instead of providing homeless people with housing, we painted boxes on the ground to show homeless people how far away the had to be on the street to maintain social distancing
We did not come together to make cloth masks. Cloth masks represent nothing less than the absolute and utter failure of a nationâs government to inform and protect its citizens
This was not a time when we came together. This was a time when we survived, and not all of us made it.
This was a time when people casually talked about how many human lives the economy was worth without considering the evil that had just come out of their mouths.
This was a time when thousands of us died for profit and the ego of a cheating narcissists con man who scammed his way into the white house
This was a time that we survived. Most of us tried to do the right thing, stay home, limit trips to the store and socializing, wear a mask. And still, so many of us were lost. Thousands every day.
But that wasnât a good enough reason for some people, for those among us who were too selfish to recognize the responsibilities we have toward one another as human beings.
This was not a time that we came together
This was a time that we survived
Not all of us made it
And those of us who did survive will never forget the evil we saw daily in our politicians and those around us
Tell someone, âI donât think Iâm cut out to be a trauma surgeonâ and most people wouldnât accuse you of being bad or selfish. Maybe you donât like high pressure situations or holding someoneâs life in your hands. Hell, maybe the sight of blood makes you queasy.
Donât want to be a professional sports coach? Maybe youâre not good at exerting authority or motivating people. Couldnât handle being a accountant? Maybe youâre bad at math or would lose your mind riding a desk all day. Think youâd hate free-climbing because youâre terrified of heights? Youâre probably right.
For every profession, hobby, or pursuit you could name, there are a lot of people who lack the personalities to enjoy it. And thatâs ok. And wouldnât it be silly to try to convince someone to devote a large portion of their life to something that would clearly make them miserable?
Yet if someone says, âI donât think I want to be a parent,â there are many out there who insist the speaker must be mistaken or will certainly change their mind. Either that or theyâre some kind of defective, selfish deviant.
And the greatest irony is, whenever those people bend to societal pressure and do have kids, even when they never really wanted them, the result is often a resentful, miserable parent and at least one innocent child, a child who never agreed to participate in the experiment titled, âYouâll love kids when theyâre youâre own! Just try it!â
Ms. Hughes: The floor is lava!
Carson, Thomas, O'Brien, Bates: *drop to the ground*
Ms. Hughes: Okay listen here you depressing little shits-
Mrs.Patmore: Did you eat all the powdered donuts?
Thomas(mouth full of food): No...
Mrs.Patmore: Then what's that on your pants?
Thomas: That's cocaine.
any interviewer ever: so Rob, on Downton you play a character who is evilâ
Rob James-Collier: M I S U N D E R S T O O D
Friendly reminder that, according to the MCU, when Bucky stops smiling, just before the train, itâs the last time he does until heâs trying to shoot Steve.
# wtf is he so loud for
A sexual experience. [special thanks to @exsequar for contributions to this gif set]
Self reblog due to⌠hardware upgrade.
Ahem.
[specials thanks to @youneedtostrut for her contributions]