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𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence, & as justice loves to sit and watch everything go wrong.

Indie Multi-muse Blog || Multi-verse || Semi-Private || @lovestoofew ft. Cleopatra Roberts & Magdalina Veselov

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A reminder that I have moved to @lovestoofew.

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Infographic // Captain Americas - editober day 5

Bucky Barnes: When Cap seemingly died, Bucky briefly took over the role, making him the 7th Captain America (Earth-616). He wore a costume redesigned by genius billionaire and engineer Tony Stark, and carried a pistol and combat knife.

Sam Wilson: When Rogers returned, he found that the Super-Soldier serum was causing his body to age and named Sam Wilson as his successor. Wilson became the All-New Captain America making him the 8th Captain America (Earth-616).

Steve Rogers: First Captain America and the current Captain America (Earth-616) after Sam Wilson had returned the shield to Steve.

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I’m on a one-person mission to remind the world that The Bradley Family exists.

I’ve seen mixed timelines referring to Isaiah Bradley as The First Captain America (implying the super soldier serum was tested on him and other black soldiers before it was given to Steve Rogers). I’ve also seen multiple references to him being given a version of the serum in attempts to recreate it after Steve Rogers went into the ice.

Either Way: Isaiah Bradley was one of several black soldiers the serum was tested on. He was the only one to survive. He was ultimately sent on a suicide mission to take out a HYDRA scientist. Because he is a petty mfer…. he stole the Cap Suit before going on the mission. He was captured by the enemy and when he did FINALLY get back to the US… he was tried with treason and thrown in solitary confinement until Eisenhower pardoned him on the day of JFK’s inauguration.

Between the psychological effects of solitary confinement and neurological effects from the serum, Isaiah has suffered severe cognitive deterioration (the comics used the phrase “mind of a child” which I DETEST) and while he remains physically strong, he is dependent on his wife and grandson for help. Both Steve & Bucky come to visit Isaiah on occasion, and hold deep respect for the man.

The government managed to harvest…genetic material not only from Isaiah but also his wife Faith when she had an appendectomy. With that, they had a surrogate give birth to a baby boy. The surrogate, upon finding out what they had planned for the baby tried to bring her back to Faith to protect him. But, ultimately, Faith knew that she could not protect him, so she abandoned him like the baby moses with a note on his blanket - My name is Josiah.

Josiah was raised in a catholic orphanage, ran away to join the army by lying about his age, fought in Vietnam, became a member of the Black Panther Party and ultimately became an imam, going by the name Josiah al hajj Saddiq.

Last, we have Elijah (Eli) Bradley. Eli is the son of Faith & Isaiah’s daughter Sarah Gail. He joined the Young Avengers stating that he had gotten a blood transfusion from his grandfather, and that conferred the super soldier abilities to him. However, it turned out to be a lie. Eli had turned to using Mutant Growth Hormone to give himself super strength so he could live up to and protect his grandfather’s legacy.

However, when the earth was caught up in a custody battle between the Skrull and the Kree (yes, you read that right, custody battle… over another Young Avenger, Teddy) Eli was shot, pushing Steve Rogers out of the way of a Kree blaster. Ultimately, his grandfather ended up giving him blood, saving his life and giving him the chance to be the hero he always wanted to be.

In this house we stan the entire black Captain America legacy that Marvel has forgotten.

#This is vital #Isaiah Bradley deserves better

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Moving Lina to my multi because I hardly have the energy for Tumblr let alone running two blogs, find me at @lovestoofew

#This kinda pains me because she's had her own blog for almost 7 years #But I'm tired of moving #Also still setting up #So nothing wild happening there

Ooc. To those posting about the blm movement rn, I appreciate you and your efforts. As a black mun I can tell you rn this is the scariest time in our lives. Even tho I lived through the 92 riots, this is far more terrifying because I'm not sure an end is in sight any time soon. Please understand that a lot of black muns are stepping away rn. We're tired, we're scared and we're hurting. I know I haven't been on in a while, but it's mostly because I'm trying to process all of this. Be respectful of the needs of these muns please and recognize that our mental health matters and we might be gone for a while. I hope you guys are well, take time for yourselves and take the time to lift up your fellow roleplay partners who are struggling.

Xoxo Cara.

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“Nein. That’s not…” He wasn’t entirely sure what had possessed him to say something he knew to be foolish. If Magdalina didn’t love him, the moment they got free of the asylum where the pair had met, Christoph was more than positive that she would have ditched him immediately — and if not then, then surely after the incident of nearly stranding her clear on the other side of the world. “Sometimes I get the feeling you only stay with me because it’s…easier. I don’t know, Lina.”

She felt somewhere between smug, humored, and relieved. “Well, then you know it’s not so, darling. Nothing about your is easy,” tease before taking his hands and pressing reverent kisses on his knuckles. “I stay because I love you. If I wanted easy I could go back to a life that left me a shred away from dead inside and never have to think twice about the future, trying to be a better person, or someone else’s baggage. But I love you, and your baggage.”

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“No. I have not hit my head.” Cordelia could not have quelled the pout scowl on her face if she’d wanted to, blue eyes moving from her friend’s gaze to stare almost reproachfully at the blanket being held out to her. She knew that taking it would be in her best interests, especially if Lina was doing big favours to procure such a thing ( the thought of which made her skin crawl, and if the mage had not been so damned tired, she likely would have shuddered as well ).

“I just mean…you should focus on yourself for once. That is all,” she took the offering, doing her best to not seem too terribly eager as she wrapped it around her shoulders. “My goal was not to seem ungrateful… Thank you. Truly.”

She worked hard not to laugh as she took up Cordelia’s hands and gave them a squeeze. “I will look start turning my focus towards myself when there’s not immediate and present danger,” she said certainly. Though who knew when that would be. They’d only set up camp that night. There was some commotion starting from where they came but unless someone was huffing about a dragon, she didn’t want to know.

“Also, spending my time tending you keeps me from spying on my Templar friend while ensure he is unaware of my existence. How else am I suppose to evaluation how much has changed since then.” All of these things were great distractions from her own care of course.

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His eyes moved down to her hands, his muscles tensing all over again for a brief moment before he uncrossed his arms entirely, acquiescing to her silent request with only a small bit of true reluctance. “You should never have put yourself in danger like that…not for us,” Christoph said, tone not as reproachful as it may have been in the past. “But thank you. We’ll make this right — I’ll make this right.”

She leaned forward enough to press her cheek against him. She wanted him to feel close to her, for them both to feel more the way they must’ve once. Even if he’d only go on to betray her over and over. She already knew the look Lila would give her later. “We can lay low for a day, then figure out how to get out of here, keep going until we’re in Norway or something,” she said with a shrug.

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“I haven’t the faintest idea. I can never tell what it is you’re saying through that thick accent of yours,” was Cordelia’s immediate and calm response, words tinged with a frustration that, for once, had nothing to do with the woman trapped with her. She watched with a passive eye as Magdalina picked the lock, making a silent note of her skill before a laugh was practically startled out of her. “Mm. Very true. Ollie has a mind for many things, good plans is not one.” Especially considering the fact Lila could just as easily pick the lock as Lina was doing now.

Lina gave her a smile regardless of how rude she’d started out. “Rough Childhood,” she explained as she caught the tumbler and released the latch. she moved the hair pin back into her bag. “You understand me fine,” she said appraising her. “But,” she said, relaxing the accent a tad, wanting to give a little in hopes that maybe she wouldn’t be so bloody awful. “I haven been trying to be understood,” she said carefully as she focused on the proper grammer. “What would be point? None of you want to know me.”

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