#dutyslain

[bctlegacy-blog]

@dutyslain.  (  liked.  )

        “      you really don’t have to do this.      ”    the exasperation in his tone shone through, highlighting the way fingers tapped along the countertop for lack of anything BETTER to do.

            “      i understand the orders you’ve been given, but also given the fact that i don’t necessarily need to be WATCHED OVER, i think it might be overstepping to give me a tail. maybe tell the president that before he assigns you to me.       ”

[lockwoodspecial]

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✈ Is it easier to write angst, fluff, or crack with your muse?

UMMMM. so i really enjoy writing all three but i guess fluff comes the easiest as long as it’s with the right partner/muse. tyler isn’t exactly the most affectionate by nature, but once he’s comfortable enough to allow someone past that more passive/guarded exterior? it’s something new that is so much fun to explore, especially when he builds up considerable emotion towards and cares about whoever. and despite how much he tries to deny it and how few people get to see it, he’s like a five year old/big softie deep down so i feel like there’s a nice rhythm that goes along with that. plus fluff is just dumb and cute and gross and i luv, which helps. even though crack is endlessly entertaining ( both myself and my muse love shit disturbing lbr ) and angst brings me way too much joy/there’s so much to work with, i think fluff is easiest to write!

         MUNDAY QUESTIONS | ACCEPTING.

[bldsuker-blog]

“Fuck this pizza.”

DRUNK SENTENCE STARTERS.

  ALMOST INSTANTANEOUSLY would the original revert her countenance once more to face the male in front of her, brows arising in pure fascination and utmost amusement.  albeit this sort of behavior was inevitable considering the duo had been drinking persistently of the duration of solely three hours.  it was bound to happen that the bodyguard would be spewing utter nonsense ;    NONSENSE that referenced the platter in front of him.   tiers twitch into a smile , as she leans forward,  wrists maneuvering physique closer.    ❛  my my,  EDWARD , you must watch the profanity.   you certainly wouldn’t want to upset the locals and not to mention,  your beloved country, now would you ?   ❜      a chuckle follows afterwards ,  for surely she was nearly as impaired as him, aside from the fact that she wasn’t yelling out blasphemous language.   digits roam towards the pizza in front of them ,  as porcelain fingers grasped upon a slice, before rising it towards the others lips.     ❛    we do not do that with our pizza ,  we consume it. now be a good little sport, and DO IT FOR DEAR OLD MR PRESIDENT.    ❜

[earnedstripes]

' I remember them all. '

CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR SENTENCE STARTER MEME [x]

❝  you’ll never forget them either. ❞    steve hasn’t.  the praise he receives  ( used to receive )  is unfounded. he is a soldier with dirt  &  grime under his fingers  &  blood on his palms. the lives he has taken in the name of WAR are on him – he carries them everywhere he goes  &  he cannot shuck them off as easily as he could the flag he wore on his chest. 

[finesuicide]

startercall ; @dutyslain ; accepting !

               “are you all the time with him ? with francis ? isn’t it exhausting ?”

[leitcr-blog]

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1. what does his bedroom look like?      ( post-injury; new york city ) his bedroom is simple - a full bed with an old navy blue duvet and simple headboard alongside the right hand wall as you enter, a small three-drawer nightstand and a matching six-drawer dresser ( former on the right hand side of his bed, the latter against the wall opposite the door ), a lamp on the left hand side of his bed. there isn’t a decorative theme to speak of, although he does have a picture of his sister with her family, and a picture of him, his parents, and his sister from right before he left for college, framed on his nightstand. there’s a small degas print his sister had bought for him on his last visit in one of her efforts to make his apartment look more lived in, and he’d hung it up at first to humor her and then because he’d gotten used to it and it reminded him to call her once every few weeks at the very least. altogether, his room is obviously inhabited, but most of his ‘clutter’ can be found in the main room of his apartment, not his bedroom. he doesn’t spend too much time in there.

2. does he have any daily rituals?     ( post-injury; new york city ) when he wakes up each morning, he spends a bit of time cleaning himself off - he doesn’t take a shower every day, because it’s a nuisance and more difficult than he’d like to admit - and putting on his prostheses, brushes his teeth & hair, exercises a bit, y’know, normal stuff. then on weekdays, on his way to the office, he’ll stop at a café a block from his place and have a cup or two of coffee while reading the paper. any rituals generally take place in the morning, because once he gets to work, there’s no telling what he might end up having to do or where he might end up having to go. and, oftentimes, his work takes him on trips, which disrupts his daily routine. so he’s learnt not to put much stock in ritual, and doesn’t get too worried when things change with little to no warning. in fact, he likes it when life throws surprises and irregularities his way. 

3. does he exercise, and if so, what does he do? how often?     ( post-injury; new york city ) before his injury, he’d generally get his exercise in via running in the mornings and sparring with his agency pals in the gym from time to time. afterwards, however, these things became significantly more inconvenient. his regimen now involves various modified exercises repeated as close to daily as he can get them, mostly having to do with strengthening his abdominal and back muscles. 

[earnedstripes]

I think you play a great Captain America / Steve Rogers and I enjoy having you on the dash. Saw that you liked my plotting call, so we definitely have to thread at some point. Hope you're having a good night.

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.  [x] ( accepting )