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@shouldereveryburden-blog
Hey, so a little life update: I’ve done a lot of soul searching and I’ve come to realize that I’m a nonbinary trans guy. Same name (Finn), same pronouns, but I don’t mind he/him along with they/them. Just wanted to let you all know!
❛ those costumes … and the actors? where did they find those mugs? ❜ ❛ yeah … it’s sure a good thing no one got you started. ❜
IND / PRIV / SEL. STEVE ROGERS & BUCKY BARNES. BY FINN & DOM.
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“You make it sound like a DATE, Cap. Do I have to tell HANK about this?” Easy laughter spilled out after her little joke, and she continued to lead Steve away. “I know JUST the place for us to go, but there’s a RULE to shopping with me.” Jarvis let them out the front door of the mansion, and Janet’s limousine was waiting for them with doors wide open.
“YOU are not allowed to spend any money while you’re out with me. Got it, soldier?” She gave him a sly wink and slid into the limousine, gently tugging him in after her. “And we ALWAYS arrive in style. Although that’s more just a ME thing, really.”
“Well, when you put it THAT way, I guess I can’t say no.” How could he refuse. Out of all the people who’d found him, Janet was the one who was the most warm and welcoming. Not to say that the others had been COLD, but they’d given Steve a LOT of space, or just flat out acted like NOTHING had changed, as if he’d always been there. He APPRECIATED the sentiment, but Janet provided an almost HOMEY feeling to the NEW WORLD he found himself adjusting to.
“Okay, so for our FRIEND date, we arrive in STYLE, and I’m not allowed to spend a cent. Am I at least allowed to brag that I’ve got the best darn dance partner in all the five boroughs? Because I’ve got a FEELING that you’re light on your feet.”
“I’m at the bar alone”.
@shouldereveryburden from (x).
“Sweetie, I’m not SAYING I want you to go out and buy a cell phone and a laptop and hop on the world-wide-web.” She chuckled, obviously taking this easier than Steve was. And why shouldn’t she? She wasn’t the one who had just woken up DECADES after landing herself in the English Channel, and she wasn’t the one slowly realizing that all her friends and family were dead or dying. SOMEONE had to be CHILL about it and remind him HE still had a life worth living.
“So what’s familiar to you, huh? Dancing? Shopping? Eating? C’MON, we have New York City at our fingertips.” Dainty hands slipped into Cap’s, gently tugging him AWAY from whatever he THOUGHT he was doing. “We’re not gonna waste the time we have LEFT thinking about stuff we can’t get BACK anyway, right?”
“DANCING. Dancing sounds REALLY good.” The last time he’d cut a rug, he’d ended up with a BRUISED TOE and a SMILE on his FACE. PEGGY was graceful as anything until she got a few drinks in her, but even then, she was ADORABLE as she was KLUTZY.
Steve wrapped his hands around hers, squeezing them as he stood up. The little SMILE she’d brought to his face grew. “Do you think we can maybe go and look for a few new things for me to wear and then grab a bite, too, though? If we’re gonna go dancing, I wanna look NICE for you, and I wanna have enough on my stomach that I can show you a GOOD TIME on the DANCE FLOOR.”
❝ i’m trying to convince you to live. real living. not whatever rot living this is. ❞
|| Meme | Accepting ||
Well. THAT stung. Sure, he wasn’t exactly LIVING IT UP by most people’s standards, but the quiet, predictable life he’d made for himself...alright, it was BORING, and it was BLAND, but at least it was something he could come HOME to, something NORMAL that he didn’t have to worry about blowing up in his face. Add to that the disorientation of waking up in a whole NEW ERA surrounded by people he’d never heard of, and you had a very discombobulated soldier who just wanted something RELIABLE in life that wasn’t going to up and change on him.
Did he cling to the past a little too hard in most people’s eyes? PROBABLY. But when the Andrews Sisters and Glen Miller were the BIGGEST names just a couple WEEKS ago in his mind and a couple weeks ago was actually a couple decades, it was understandable. “You don’t mince words, huh?”
Steve ran his thumb over the medal he’d been given ‘posthumously’, looking at the false antiquing on it. “I just...I NEED what I KNOW right now, you know?”
❝ people will defend the warm safe feeling their america gives them. they will defend it with bullets. ❞
|| Meme | Accepting ||
He wishes he could remember a time that this wasn’t true in some TWISTED, AWFULway. He wishes he could remember an America that WASN’T angry and afraid, one that didn’t try to HOLD others DOWN, but there’s not a SINGLE DAY that he remembers where that was true.
While he fought in World War II, people at HOME turned away those seeking asylum while OPPRESSING those who didn’t fit in with white America. He came to find, while he was frozen, the XENOPHOBIA and BIGOTRY only worsened. When he woke up…well, some things had absolutely gotten better, but the EXCEPTIONALISM had gotten so out of hand that he couldn’t help but wonder what damned FAIRY TALES they’d been teaching kids in school.
And while some could absolutely come to their senses with a stern word and a good talking to, there were others that still REFUSED to see the light, and they still fell under the banner of white supremacy and subjugation of those who were DIFFERENT.
“I know, and it SICKENS me. We have this idea that INSULAR POLICY is the only way to keep us safe, when the thing is, that WEAKENS us. Keeping those out who could ENIRCH us, no matter what WALK OF LIFE they come from or their COUNTRY OF ORIGIN, or their COLOR or CREED, or GENDER or ORIENTATION, makes us worse. EVERY TIME we turn someone away, EVERY TIME we tell a group that their rights don’t matter because some RICH OLD ASS in Washington only cares about money, we SPIT on the sacrifices made by those who FOUGHT FOR THEIR RIGHTS here.
“The warm, safe feeling America gives them is because they’ve bought into a LIE that’s been peddled for far too long: The idea that anyone can get ahead if they WORK HARD ENOUGH. All the hard work in the world isn’t gonna lift someone out of a ditch they’re stuck in because of SYSTEMIC POWERS. All the HOPES and DREAMS in the world don’t mean a damn thing if you don’t have the MONEY to back it up or a pillow to lay your head on and HAVE the dream. And here we are, CUTTING PROGRAMS meant to help those among us who need it worst and RAISING TAXES on the little guy, just to line the pockets of some FAT CAT down in Washington who’d just as soon WIPE HIS ASS with the Constitution than read it while shaking hands with the KKK.
“What we need are those people who can CHANGE THINGS to step the hell up. We need to fight these WORTHLESS SONS OF BITCHES who think that the only way to preserve American values are to shut anyone who’s not abled, cisgender, straight, white, Christian and male the hell out, and tell them to shove their bullpuckey where the sun doesn’t shine, because that’s where it belongs.
“The America I KNOW and LOVE? It’s ACCEPTING, OPEN, and DOESN’T CARE who you are or where you’re from, as long as you HELP your fellow man. It may not be the whole country, but THAT’S the America I fight for, and God help me, Carol, THAT’S the America I’m gonna keep fighting for until my knuckles are raw and my bones are aching, because if I inspire ONE person. JUST. ONE. And they inspire another…well, maybe we can turn things around.”
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so yeah, hi. I’m actually gonna be back for real this time. gonna be doing a thing. just wanted to say hi and let everyone know. i missed y’all <3
OKAY SO I FULLY INTENDED TO RP TONIGHT BUT I GOT CAUGHT UP READING COMICS AND THEN I MADE A SHARON BECAUSE I HAVE NO SELF-CONTROL BUT I WILL BE ON HERE TOMORROW, I PROMISE.
I just really suck at braining when comics come into play. xD So I’ll throw some starters out tomorrow, and you can also catch me over on my brand spankin’ new Agent 13 blog!
We KNOW what’s right. The strong protect the weak. NEVER forget that.
|| Indie comic-based Steve Rogers || || Does not take Secret Empire into account || || Written by Finn ||
I’ll be on to rp a little later. My 98 year old great-aunt died, and the whole family’s stressed which is stressing me tf out, so I’m decompressing and trying to deal with the unholy drama that’s been dragged up because of certain grudges against people who are coming to the funeral and it’s a clusterfuck and I need to relax w/rp later.
So for now, trying to relax, working on a new promo, and then ROLEPLAY TIME a little later.
(btw, I’m not broken up over my great-aunt dying. She lived almost a century, she had an awesome life, and she’s not suffering, so I’m glad she’s at peace. I promise, I’m okay.)
She was reckless. An unyielding storm. And you’d count your lucky stars if you got caught up in her.
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Me, reading the latest Cap comic:
THAT’S. MY. STEVE. RIGHT. THERE.
|| 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ||
Carol. They’d told him about her, at least some things. They’d apparently fought together quite a bit, and they’d gone head to head in the past. He’d had an inkling there were things that the doctors had held back on, but there was nothing new in the files he’d been given, so if there were details missing, he doubted it could be something earth shattering.
“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard nothing but good things, and I’ve actually been looking forward to meeting you. Someone told me you’ve got a thing about reminding me you outrank me.” He smiled softly, chuckling almost silently. “I can’t tell you how glad it makes me to know women aren’t held back from serving now. And I know it’s still not all equal, don’t get me wrong, but...well, apparently there’s a lot missing up in the ol’ noggin, so hearing there’s been progress like that, it’s...it was actually kind of like finding out we won the war. Pretty damn good gift in exhange for what happened with me.”
❝ people will defend the warm safe feeling their america gives them. they will defend it with bullets. ❞
|| Meme | Accepting ||
He wishes he could remember a time that this wasn’t true in some TWISTED, AWFULway. He wishes he could remember an America that WASN’T angry and afraid, one that didn’t try to HOLD others DOWN, but there’s not a SINGLE DAY that he remembers where that was true.
While he fought in World War II, people at HOME turned away those seeking asylum while OPPRESSING those who didn’t fit in with white America. He came to find, while he was frozen, the XENOPHOBIA and BIGOTRY only worsened. When he woke up...well, some things had absolutely gotten better, but the EXCEPTIONALISM had gotten so out of hand that he couldn’t help but wonder what damned FAIRY TALES they’d been teaching kids in school.
And while some could absolutely come to their senses with a stern word and a good talking to, there were others that still REFUSED to see the light, and they still fell under the banner of white supremacy and subjugation of those who were DIFFERENT.
“I know, and it SICKENS me. We have this idea that INSULAR POLICY is the only way to keep us safe, when the thing is, that WEAKENS us. Keeping those out who could ENIRCH us, no matter what WALK OF LIFE they come from or their COUNTRY OF ORIGIN, or their COLOR or CREED, or GENDER or ORIENTATION, makes us worse. EVERY TIME we turn someone away, EVERY TIME we tell a group that their rights don’t matter because some RICH OLD ASS in Washington only cares about money, we SPIT on the sacrifices made by those who FOUGHT FOR THEIR RIGHTS here.
“The warm, safe feeling America gives them is because they’ve bought into a LIE that’s been peddled for far too long: The idea that anyone can get ahead if they WORK HARD ENOUGH. All the hard work in the world isn’t gonna lift someone out of a ditch they’re stuck in because of SYSTEMIC POWERS. All the HOPES and DREAMS in the world don’t mean a damn thing if you don’t have the MONEY to back it up or a pillow to lay your head on and HAVE the dream. And here we are, CUTTING PROGRAMS meant to help those among us who need it worst and RAISING TAXES on the little guy, just to line the pockets of some FAT CAT down in Washington who’d just as soon WIPE HIS ASS with the Constitution than read it while shaking hands with the KKK.
“What we need are those people who can CHANGE THINGS to step the hell up. We need to fight these WORTHLESS SONS OF BITCHES who think that the only way to preserve American values are to shut anyone who’s not abled, cisgender, straight, white, Christian and male the hell out, and tell them to shove their bullpuckey where the sun doesn’t shine, because that’s where it belongs.
“The America I KNOW and LOVE? It’s ACCEPTING, OPEN, and DOESN’T CARE who you are or where you’re from, as long as you HELP your fellow man. It may not be the whole country, but THAT’S the America I fight for, and God help me, Carol, THAT’S the America I’m gonna keep fighting for until my knuckles are raw and my bones are aching, because if I inspire ONE person. JUST. ONE. And they inspire another...well, maybe we can turn things around.”
