— 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀 ,

𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙾𝙼 , 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁

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hi, if you see me logged on here, it’s because i’m moving steve to a new blog because i missed him ~

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓,  in your universe brings pain. the light burns you, it will always burn you. part of you will always lie upon black glass sand beside a lake of fire whilst flame chew upon your flesh. you can hear yourself breathing, it comes hard and harsh and it scrapes at nerves already raw, but you cannot stop it. you can never stop it. you cannot even slow it down. you don’t even have lungs anymore.   /   private anakin skywalker writing blog, written by chloe.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓,  in your universe brings pain. the light burns you, it will always burn you. part of you will always lie upon black glass sand beside a lake of fire whilst flame chew upon your flesh. you can hear yourself breathing, it comes hard and harsh and it scrapes at nerves already raw, but you cannot stop it. you can never stop it. you cannot even slow it down. you don’t even have lungs anymore.   /   private anakin skywalker writing blog, written by chloe.

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i’m playing dnd . . . so i can’t be fucked making a promo for him, but uwu, here’s the link to my ninth reboot of anakin >.> <.<

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uwu, why is making a new blog just so much work ???

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do you ever come home from work, immediately nap and only wanna play the sims . . . cause that’s me right now.

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⭐

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dylan’s gonna come home to me rewatching revenge of the s.ith and you know what .  . . good for him.

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me: might bring back anakin . . .  me & nyx: spend over an hour talking about anakin & padmé again  me: . . . well, fuck ? ? ?

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i’m back to work today, so i’m gonna chill before i go do that, i might do drafts when i come back . . . i’m not sure, i’m kinda engrossed with the sims at the minute, which is preventing me from doing uni work but whatever : // and i’ve kinda taking a short break from here, just cause i don’t have the energy to be super active ( i’m also thinking about anakin again sssh ), so we’ll see how i feel after work !!!

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this just in, in very unsurprising news, but i miss anakin sk.ywalker . . . 

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⍟･ﾟ:* —  𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶, 𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚃𝚃 :

               “     .   .   .     AND HERE I THOUGHT YOU WERE REFERRING TO MY PRIVATE SECURITY BUSINESS .     ”           scott’s smile was gone just as fast as it came .     it was an attempt to diffuse the heaviness in their current conversation .     he didn’t move from where he stood ,     fingers twirling and playing with his keys as he considers the offer .     if this was a different time ,     if the offer came a few years back ,     there will be no questions asked .     the avengers were more than just a group of heroes to him .     once upon a time ,     he was a part of them ,     too .     he was accepted .     they were his family .     his acceptance of this offer would have been quick .

               but that was a long time ago now .     “     i’m just gonna order takeout .     maybe some cheeseburgers ?     ”     with a sigh ,     he was opening his office again ,     then he gestures for steve to follow .     “     we’ll just talk in my office .     i need to think .     ”

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐖, 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄,   how could he look scott in the eye?  . . . when he had moved on from that life, the life that steve was still part of. part of him wished that he was actually here for the private security business he had running, but nothing was ever as they wanted it to be. he sighed again, fingers nervously twitching and playing with the ends of his shirt ; a different attire to the stars and stripes, that had become practically glued to that body of his.   ❛ cheeseburgers? . . . bet they aren’t as good as the cheeseburgers in new york, huh? ❜

an attempt at a joke was made, an attempt at a smirk to be brought forth on his features, before the captain followed in the gesture given to him, following behind scott to enter the building — he had just closed up.   ❛ scott, you don’t need to do this if you don’t want too. i’m just weighin’ out all my options here. seems you got quite a setup here, i’d hate to pull you away from it. ❜   but the captain, and the avengers that stood behind him . . . all of them knew, that their problem, the issue they were presented with, would be better resolved if they had someone with scott’s skill and abilities, by their side . . . to say they missed him, would surely be an understatement.   ❛ . . . i am happy for you, scott. really. i am. ❜

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me out here again googling greek actress for diana . . . .

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goodnight to steve r.ogers and steve r.ogers only. 😘😘

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— 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 / 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀 , * this is subject to change as i think of more to add, but this is the basis and the timeline that i will be following throughout my default verse. only really taking inspiration from the first captain america movie, the rest is all headcanon based.

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click that ♡ for a starter, capping at five !!

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⍟･ﾟ:* —  @lunamortem​​ ,

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊,   even more so, when in contrast against the beacon of hope that sat among them. captain rogers, returning from supposed death! to a galaxy that had grown and changed without him, but a galaxy still fighting. his war may be over, but another had just taken it’s a place. a fight he could not turn his back to, a fight he could not ignore. when the door slide open, steve did not look up . . . not even with the sound of footsteps approaching. his eyes remained locked on the ground beneath his feet, his back feeling light without the weight of his shield upon it — but his shoulders still heavy, with the weight of the galaxy that sat upon them.   ❛ i’ve got nothin’ more to say. so don’t waste your breath. ❜   the soldier snarled, with teeth gritting — locks of dirtied blonde, almost a touch of brown, falling across brow and face.