#virtuouscaptain

[loveandknowledge]

The more virtuous any man is, the less easily does he suspect others to be vicious.

Cicero

[supcrinvisible-blog]

@virtuouscaptain continued from ( x )

“Who’s to say I haven’t found ‘em already? And what happens if there’s no way in hell they’ll feel the same in return?”

[theycalledmetheasset]

Kings

@virtuouscaptain

When Bucky had returned home from the frontlines, he was given what his father deemed a safer job more fitting a prince of his stature.  And nature, though the latter had gone unsaid.

Bucky didn’t argue, but he had been bitter.  His place was out int he field with the soldiers, protecting the country.  But instead he was here, in the heart of all of Gilboa’s media networks.

“I don’t understand why you were made to follow me here.  Shouldn’t our nation’s hero be walking in some parade about now?” he questioned the blond accompanying him, though it was nothing more than some ribbing.  Bucky was agitated, but not enough to truly take his frustrations out on Steve.  “I could have put a good spin on it from here.  Put all the cameras on you and the soldiers.”

[thewinterbuckaroo-blog]

@virtuouscaptain

He’s delighted as he runs towards the door of their apartment, starting to yell before he even gets to the door. “Stevie! Hey- hey, Stevie! Guess what?! I got a raise! Thirty cents! Thirty whole fucking cents an hour! Can you belie-” 

The words die in his mouth when he sees the split lip and black eye Steve is nursing, smile falling and expression turning to concern. “God, Steve, the fuck did you do?”

[loveandknowledge]

A saintly person does not possess an inflexible heart. He adapts his heart so that it can respond to other people's hearts. He responds to a virtuous person as if he were a virtuous person, and to a sinner as if he were capable of becoming virtuous.

Eastern proverb

[captiis-blog]

@virtuouscaptain

                 it’s fairly quiet in the park, not much going on, and the photographer now out of fresh batteries for his camera. so, he had intended on simply returning to his apartment, but a certain man, seated upon a park bench catches his attention. while oliver isn’t outgoing or eager to meet new people, the man intrigues him with how at peace he appears with a pencil and worn sketchbook in front of him. curiosity tends to get the better of him.

                which is what leads him to approach, nearing the bench with caution, though not able to stop himself from peeking over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of what he was drawing. “ that’s... really amazing. ”

[custospericulo]

{ @virtuouscaptain ☆ @rzhavyy ☆ @hookdonafeeling }

{☆} “...we’re going to D I E if you keep pushing that button!” 

                                         Gamora’s eyes widened--had he never been on a                                           S H I P before? Sure, Rocket had made some...                                          U N N E C E S S A R Y upgrades, but she really                                          didn’t feel like D Y I N G today.

“I will slice your F I N G E R S off if you don’t Q U I T it!”