We were soft as nostalgia together

29. They/them I guess (gender is a weird soup). This blog is a weird mash of mostly les mis and marvel. Lately it’s pretty much a Sam Wilson Appreciation Blog.

[naumaxia-art]

A little Minas Tirith post coronation inspired illustration

Also 4 Years since I last drew them??? How????

[vsnapdragon]

Find yourself a husband that will argue about who killed more orcs with you

[reblogs appreciated]

[idiopathicsmile]

Hey friends!

The Spanish-language novelization* of World Ain't Ready is now available for pre-order! You can do that through the publisher's website here. If you read in Spanish or know someone who does, maybe you'd like to buy a copy? (If you have questions about the publisher, you can read more here.)

The book is coming out November 11, the day before my birthday. (Yes, I have the same birthday as The Final Pam, and I no, I still haven't unpacked what that means for me, horoscope-wise.)

*If you'd like to know if an English-language novelization is coming out someday, I would like to know that, too! Working on it.

[soranatus]

Above & Below Luke Skywalker by kiyomeji (x).

[shyranno]

Just felt like drawing baby Luke and Leia!

[kimageddon]

Oh my god I love them!

[justynart]

Sweet dreams.

Twitter | Instagram

[phantomrose96]

I respect poetry so much because it does what I cannot do - say so much with so little.

When I have something Much to say, it takes me just as many words to say it. I say it with words that are each of them bland and common, unimaginative by their lonesome, with the hopes that if I stack so many together and squeeze a single drop of Much from each that it might flow into something meaningful.

When I have something to say, I say it twice. I say it three times. Because the first or second may not have captured the point. Because I do not trust myself to express the full essence saying it just once. Like just now, those last two sentences. I’ll repeat myself a third time for good measure - because I do not say it right just once or twice.

Poems say things in only a half, only a quarter. They choose single words worth more than ten of mine. I want to know how their minds shop for words. I want to distill myself like poets do. I want to trade in all my too many common words for the way they use an extraordinary few.

If I keep writing this, I’ll write it forever. I’ll explain myself again, as I have already, as I’m doing now. With more and different other words, with the hope of saying myself fully, like how all the hatched and messy wanton scribbles from a pen might finally color in a page. I want to change that. I want to not rip the page I’ve oversaturated by the tip of my pen.

I’ll start tomorrow, maybe, to explain myself less.

[shirecorn]

[phantomrose96]

O h...

[srapsodia]

I finally crafted some witcher armour in my TW3 game! The School of the Cat armour has great... stats...

[siancore]

If your SamBucky fic doesn’t have Bucky having a full two paragraph internal dialogue about how goddamn pretty Sam Wilson is, is it even a SamBucky fic?

[rachelmcewanart]

- Champion of the Raven Queen -

[linzer-art]

"Quite a change of pace for you, Artagan."

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

Sam Wilson Aka The Falcon Aka Captain America

Sorry for the watermark just don't want anyone stealing it.

[shenaniginstigations]

[coffebits]

We have a new captain everybody 😌👏💖

[simonghostrileys]

⩔ SAM WILSON APPRECIATION WEEK 2021 ⩔

⍟ Day 2: Favorite Outfit(s) | (insp.) (insp.)

[capnwinghead]

Yes, Sam is very handy and made a lot of repairs on the boat himself, but a part of me will always love the concept of Sam pretending to be a complete airhead about a lot of that stuff just to watch Bucky step in and “show off” that he’s husband material. (Also, saves Sam having to fix it). 

Like sorry, but that moment in episode 5 where he taps Sam’s hip to get him to move so he could fix that pipe gave off husband energy to me. Give me Sam and Bucky sharing an apartment down the road, the A/Cs busted and it’s too hot to wear shirts in the apartment. Sam actually knows how to fix it, but here’s Bucky shirtless and talking about how condensers work and suddenly Sam’s never held a tool in his life. 

[shrimpboat]

cookout  🙏

[shrimpboat]

Sam: wow. where’d you pick up that store-bought cake Bucky: publix Sam: …i’ll allow it