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I love steve rogers and i hate his ending in endgame and i am tired of trying to justify to myself or to anyone else why i hated it and why it feels so wrong to me. Sometimes self-care is just letting yourself hate something no questions asked

#Steve rogers #captain america #endgame spoilers #like ‘alternate time line this’ and ‘steve deserves a happy ending with peggy that’#like whatever!#i hated it!#steggy was only ever appealing to me as what could have been

ive given up on any type of fun promo from them even tho i know theyre sitting on 3 terabytes worth of footage but they dont gaf so bring on sunday!

#*#like whatever!#me and my mutuals are coming up with great ideas and no one will hear them but the streets of tumblr

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11. The vehicle our muses are in is crashing, and fatally. Only my muse knows. There is only one seatbelt/parachute/et cetera.

Jerking awake Chase let out a few heavy breathes before looking over as the other had asked if he were okay. Swallowing the lump building in his throat he adjusted himself, sitting up right in the passenger seat of the car. Resting his head back against the seat he let out another shaky breath “It was-…Just a dream. It seemed so real…” He muttered, looking toward Caleb again, the only other person in the car with him. His heart was racing in his chest. Dreams like that had been happening a lot lately. They didn’t seem like nightmares, exactly. But more so that they were warnings. Though nothing had ever come of them.

As couple of minutes later as the other drove Chase looked out the window, a sense of familiarity washing over him. He felt like he was seeing the exact same things from his dream. Reaching over he pinched his arm, and winced. Earning the attention of the other once again “Ah, nothing. Hey can you pull over, I have to piss.” Once the car pulled over to the side of the road Chase went to do exactly that. But while he did he thought over his next actions. If he changed things, maybe he could convince himself things would turn out differently? Looking over his shoulder he glanced toward the car. As the oldest it had always seemed like his responsibility to take care of the other four. Well, he had felt like it was anyway. He wouldn’t call himself a leader though. These were his brothers though, he had grown up with them.

Finished he walked over to the driver seat and knocked on the door and waited for Caleb to roll down the window “I want to drive. Come on! I don’t need you driving me around.” He smirked and then crawled into the window rubbing his hands on the wheel “Ah hah! Now you got to let me drive, I got my germs all over the wheel!” Reaching over he made grabby hands at the other male before they jerked away and opened the door with him still hanging off it, easily giving up after that show.

Pushing himself out then Chase moved to sit in the drivers seat, adjusting it for his size and position as Caleb sat in the passenger seat “Buckle up, Biotch.” Chase teased reaching over and knocking the back of his hand against the others chest as they did what they had been told.

About an hour down the road the late evening light had faded into darkness “So how many hours away are we now?” Chase asked not looking away from the road, still not sure what was happening to him internally. The feeling had not gone away, but the positions changing only made him feel more uneasy. Everything was the same. Frowning a little the teen gripped onto the wheel as they sped along, listening to the other male telling him to go faster or they were going to get to their destination when they were old men “Ah, shut up. I’m never going to be an old man. I’m going to find a magic spell and be young for ever.” As they reached a crossing something pulled his attention toward it, a car wreck, he assumed. Had he avoided his weird dream after all? Chase narrowed his eyes on the image, there was something not right about it, the scene …flickered, as if from an old film image. Then he heard Caleb yelling at him.

Everything had become black. He could hear metal twisting for a moment then nothing. He didn’t know how much later it was, but the next thing he knew– No, the next thing he felt had been his head throbbing and then pain wash over the rest of his body. Slowly is eyes opened, he was not sitting in the drivers seat anymore, but more so he was looking toward it. His vision blacked out for a moment. Starting to cough he spit up blood that had built in the back of his mouth. With his vision flickering back and forth from blacking out and seeing Chase had forced himself to shift a little, though this had caused more pain to hit him, especially from his side. But only when he moved. His eyes shift around the inside of the car as he looked for the other before finding them still in their seat-belt, unconscious and upside down.

Wincing he reached out his hand, stretching his arm up toward them.His fingers had only been inches from reaching Caleb’s chest, but he just couldn’t reach the other. Seeing that their face was turning blue Chase became frustrated “Come on. I- I didn’t go…thr-Through …all of this…for you-” He swallowed the blood in his mouth “ To suffocate.” Forcing all of his energy and focus onto the seat belt buckle. The Power washing through him as he begged it to be useful to him, a vein popped up in his forehead as he had to force The Power through the mechanism.

Hearing it click he turned, moving out of the way of the others unconscious body the best he could. Only getting hit with their hand as they fell beside him. Turning back he moved Caleb’s hand out of the way and looked at them “ No no… I didn’t. I traded places! -You can’t be…” Weakly he laid on his back but reached his left hand over to place his fingers on Caleb’s neck. Feeling the light rhythm of a heartbeat he smiled.

“You owe me- So much.” Sucking in a heavy breath he laughed lightly “I saved your life, Golden Boy.” Of course, he would rather die instead of have any of the others die. His body felt heavy “I had a dream, you died.” His face paled as he looked at Caleb, licking his colorless lips he went on “Fate can kiss my ass.” Coughing he turned his head away spitting up more blood. He had lost his phone during the wreck so he couldn’t call anyone, even if he could move. Inhaling sharply he reached over to shake Caleb “Wake up, come on! We can’t die here. Please. …Caleb, WAKE UP!” Chase screamed before dropping back against the hood of the car, his breathing picking up. “Wake up.” He muttered, his eyes going dull and empty after a moment. A pool of blood that had been growing around them from the wound in Chase’s chest had finally spread far enough it started to envelope the upper back side of Caleb’s head, leaving Chase’s entire body empty and cold.