#heroshouldered

[thrownsoul]

|| @heroshouldered​ / cont.

  She’s beginning to think trust me was a poor choice of words, and it’s only been a few seconds.

    “The plan is to fly after them,”   Alice says, folding her arms like she can’t believe she has to explain. Her mom would call her a brat for talking like that, especially to someone who could get her in a lot of trouble if he wanted to.

  Part of her knows, or at least suspects, why he needs to be sure she can handle this. But --- let’s just be honest --- she’s probably gonna do it whether he likes the idea or not. Anyway, when isn’t she in danger, right?

     “I’m your best option. And unless you’ve got the Falcon stashed under your shield somewhere, you know I’m the only one.”

[mystarsforanempire]

Why should you follow @heroshouldered?

Such a great Steve Rogers, really puts so much thought into the nuances of Steve’s thought and his belief structure, really thinks about how his philosophy is thrown off-kilter by the world around him, and how he’s got this firm moral scaffold that’s really challenged by this new world, but still won’t budge, you know? I just love the way you feel Steve’s uncertainty and his human curiosity, and see the facets of those two sides of the coin: Steve Rogers, the man, and Captain America, the legend.

Cannot speak more highly, tbh.

[goldsailor]

|| @heroshouldered!

  Human men are exhausting.

  They’re not exactly unique in the universe for it. But they do have a particular talent for making the Argo question why in the multiverse she spends so much time here when she could be anywhere else. 

  The answer is always, at least partially, the dancing. They’re enthusiastic, humans, and that suits her very well indeed. And if someone gets a little grabby, she can usually extract herself at the end of the dance. But this guy doesn’t seem to know how to take the music’s end for an answer.

     “Hey, slow down!”   What’s his name. Ascot? Ashton? Something that sounds like asshole. He’s dogging her as she tries to glide away.   “I thought we were having a good time.”   He catches onto her shoulder, spinning her around toward him.

  Something flares hot inside her. He’ll start to feel uncomfortably warm, if he doesn’t let go. In another minute --- 

     Her voice is uncharacteristically colorless.   “You’re not too bright. Don’t make me burn you.”

[timetravelingclara]

Acts of Kindness//Closed

It was a beautiful day out, but Clara wasn’t focused on the weather. She peered out from behind the wall she was leaning against, eyes scanning for Robert. Her student was an absolute star, but lately he’d been having trouble. It wasn’t like him, and the longer it went on the more she worried. It was a little creepy, but she’d followed Robert after school a few times, trying to make sure that at the least, he had somewhere to go home to.

As it turned out, he did, but he spent a lot of time at a local community center. Once she’d learned that, she worried that there was something going on at home that made him not want to be there. She watched him go inside and made a snap decision to follow him inside.

She made it relatively far into the community center, ducking behind potted plants and walls and things before realizing that even if she did successfully hide from Robert, it wouldn’t matter - if she was going to come back, he’d see her eventually. With that thought in mind, she spun around, planning to head towards the front desk to volunteer and - promptly ran face first into someone.

“I’m so sorry, oh my god, I -“

It didn’t take long for her to realize that he was looking at her weird, which meant that he’d seen her sneaking around.

“This isn’t what it looks like, I swear.”