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Answer to some Asks!
Hey, Emy (the second owner of the blog) here! Answering questions!
two anons Asked for. . .
Killmonger and Gamora (with a winky face, you saucy anon!)
I personally prefer Sunsets! The colors are just. . . PZOW but everything's still all soft and happy~ :) and I LOVE TO DANCE!!!! Any type, any time, any day!
the other asked for Bucky, T’challa, and Hemidall!
My favorite memory . . . well, one of my favorites, it was when I saw someone in Bucky cosplay at my church fall festival. I screamed at them, but they didn’t see me. Well, the next day comes and I walk into french class. As i’m looking at my very spicy destination of my desk I see someone who looked a lot like that chick in Buck cosplay did. So I flung my stuff down, slammed my hands on her desk, and made a new friend! XD To this day i’m so surprised that I haven’t weirded her out or scared her off lol~ (spoiler alert. . . it’s Vanderly, second owner of this blog XD)
The most important thing my parents taught me was humility. That’s all I can really say. . . it’s not a specific instance, but It’s something that’s been ever present. :)
I see myself. . . out of college (I’m a year older than Admin Vanderly lol), hopefully with a job. . . or traveling!! With a camera!! Honestly, I can’t even fathom next year, let alone . . . . in five years. . . oops?
Infinity War Hiatus
I guess I’ve sorta been on a Hiatus for a while but... haha yeah it’s been very busy. I have been writing and working but the end of the year is coming and it’s very hard to focus on things. Plus I’m also trying to keep myself healthy and all that. But, in light of Infinity War, I am going to go off all social media until I see the movie. Which is in a few days so RIP me. I will NOT be posting spoilers or answering any requests regarding anything about infinity war until a few weeks after it comes out. Everyone be considerate and smart! You guys are amazing, I hope to hear from ya soon!
Killmonger and Gamora ;)
Oh nice. I like these!! Okay I like both sunrises and sunsets, but I have to say that sunsets are my favorite. I feel like there tends to be a lot more vibrant and rich colors or something. Idk. Plus, I like to sleep in. I actually do really enjoy dancing. Don’t get to do enough but it’s cool. But yes I do really like dancing.
Bucky, T'challa, and Heimdall!
Ah yes, my fav. XD lol let’s see here.My favorite memory... hm. There was this one wedding I went to when I was like, 7 or something, and it was super fun and there was this guy there and it was probably the first and last time I was ever in a super fun ‘date’ situation. XD it’s a nice time to look back on. My parents helped me learn how to protect myself, use my own strengths to the best I could and how to rely and trust myself. In five years... I hope to be finishing college. Haha... probably be neck deep in debt but that’s fiiiine.
Marvel asks!
steve: are you small or tall?
bucky: what’s your favorite memory?
sam: what makes you happy?
peggy: what’s your favorite era?
thor: what’s your favorite weather?
valkyrie: what’s your favorite drink?
heimdall: where do you see yourself in 5 years?
korg: are you optimistic or pessimistic?
peter: are you good at keeping secrets?
ned: who is your best friend?
michelle: do you like to go to parties?
liz: who was your high school crush?
aunt may: who or what are you most protective over?
t'challa: what is the most important thing your parents taught you?
shuri: are you a good driver?
nakia: what causes are you passionate about?
okoye: do you speak more than one language?
m'baku: are you vegetarian?
killmonger: sunrises or sunsets?
peter quill: what’s your favorite song from your childhood?
gamora: do you like to dance?
nebula: do you get along with your siblings?
groot: are you quiet or talkative?
rocket: have you changed a lot since you were younger?
asgard: if you could move anywhere, where would you pick?
brooklyn: where do you feel most at home?
wakanda: what is your hometown known for?
From Sebastian’s insta story, April 3rd, 2017:
We’re asking that when you see Infinity War in the coming months that you maintain that same level of secrecy so that all fans can have an equal experience when they watch it for the first time. DON’T SPOIL IT FOR OTHERS, the same way you wouldn’t want it spoiled for you.
Hi! Can you please do a Sebs one where youre part of the Marvel cast and hes crushing on you but nervous to ask you out so the cast teases him about and then at some promo party he gets jealous when he sees you talking to Henry Cavill so he acts kind of mean to you but he finally ask you out? Sorry its so long lol. Thanks!!
I am working on this now!! I’m so sorry it’s taking so long. I’ll make it the priority and have it up as soon as possible. ;)
Hullo! You're writing is marvelous! Could you do a Loki imagine where he's ruling Asgard and falls in love with a servant he found singing, but he can't be his usual flirty self because he's disguised as Odin? All the awkward/cutesy fluff xD
A/N: Why thank you so much, anon!! I actually really like this prompt so I had a bit of fun. XD
Y/F/N- your family/father’s name
You had been quietly playing and singing for a group of children who listened, enraptured by your beautiful voice. It was your pride and joy to sing, and you couldn’t help but cave when a group of children had begged you to keep singing for them. You’d been giving them a sort of concert of sorts, some of them even going to sleep before you received a special guest. Your king, Odin, leaned a hand against a pillar as the children scurried up, waking up their friends with laughter and left you with him. You quickly stand and bow but he waves a hand with a chuckle.
“No no, my dear, please continue. It’s quite a lovely sound.” He encouraged, smiling under his white beard. You blink and hesitantly smile back, sitting back down and prepare to play again.
“That one was a sonnet of some of your adventures.” You say quietly and he lets out a soft laugh.
“Ah ha. I see…”
“Do you… request anything, your majesty?” You look back up at him and he drums his fingers on the pillar.
“How about your name, my dear.” You blink, slowly tilting your head. Odin has been acting differently ever since Loki had died and Thor had left to Midgard. He had never been quite so expressive, and he’d never shown any interest in your singing, or anyone’s singing for that matter.
“It’s Y/N, daughter of Y/F/N.” You finally say, gently strumming a few notes on your instrument. He let out a soft ‘ah’ of acknowledgement, and you looked down at your fingers. After a moment of melodic indecision, your hands settled on a familiar song. It was a very old sonnet, one that had nearly been forgotten. You continued to sing under Odin’s eyes, and a few times you thought that he might have opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. When you finished, you were smiling with fond memories.
“That was beautiful,” Odin said with an oddly soft smile.
“Thank you,” You said with a grateful smile. “It’s a pleasure to play for you, your majesty.” It really was, even if you felt awkward about it. Your talents were known, yes, but only ever in the mundane sense.
“The pleasure was all mine, Y/N,” Odin spoke with a strange tone, almost strained like he was attempting to stop something. You shook your speculations away. This was Odin, after all, he was your King. You bowed your head with a smile. “I hope to hear you again,” He said suddenly, turning to walk away. “Goodbye, Y/N.” Odin’s words left you in a shock, blinking in confusion as he swept away. What was that?
~oOo~
Your odd encounters with Odin continued, at first sparingly. as they become more frequent, your suspicions were raised. Why would Odin talk to someone like you? You were a servant, who spent your spare time singing for children. The whole ordeal was rather confusing. You were thinking this over as you walked the halls of the palace, in between jobs. You had a small gate of time that you had to yourself, and you found yourself wondering into the surprisingly empty throne room. You slowly walked forward, slowly taking in all the sights of the beautiful hall. Subconsciously you began humming, listening to how the sound flowed in the hall. It reverberated amazingly, as expected from the Throne Room of Odin.
“It is a rare beauty to hear your voice in my hall,” a voice startled you, causing you to spin around as he continued, “let alone to see you in it. Welcome, Y/N.” Odin. Your eyes grew wide as he approached you, and you quickly bowed.
“Your majesty, I deeply apologize for my intrusion,” You rushed out, trying to ignore the fondness found in Odin’s voice. “I was only-”
“There is no need to apologize, love.” His voice had changed, and you looked up quickly. The lost prince stood before you, where Odin had only seconds before. You thought it wasn’t possible for your eyes to get any wider. Your mouth fell open but ne held a finger up to his lips with a coy smile, then transformed back into Odin right before your eyes. He motioned his head to where some guards were walking in, implying a secret to be covered up. Your mind was blank as he nodded his head to you like the two of you had just finished a conversation. “well then, I shall call for you to preform later today.” What did he… You bowed again quickly.
“Thank you, your majesty,” You rushed out, hoping that your nervousness and shock played off as excitement. You kept your head down as you left, trying to comprehend what just happened. Odin was not … Odin, but Loki? It would explain the behavior change, but … Your mind needed a break. surely your dear friend Sena would understand your not being there. You left the hall and wove your way to the gardens. Nothing helped you find your mind better than mindless playing and being outdoors. You kept your instrument in a specific hidden place when you couldn’t carry it, in a tree that your family had often sat around. grabbing your instrument alone gave you a healthy sense of peace, and you sat down to sing. Your thoughts wondered over what you had just witnessed, until you came to terms with what happened.
You had always thought that the Trickster God was attractive, much like other women in Asgard. He had never taken the time to notice you before, which was expected. You were a servant, after all. But now? He had seen you. What would this entail?
~oOo~
It seems that Odin - no, Loki - really did want to see you. Not to preform, however. It was a private place for you to talk, where he shed his illusion. It was absolutely overwhelming, in the best way. The two of you talked for ages it seemed, and also like no time at all. Soon enough it was time for you to go, and he bid you goodnight.
That was the first of many secret meetings. You almost wondered if the two of you were becoming too close, given the narrowly missed slip ups he had nearly caused himself. It was a miracle you had even made it to this meeting, in all honesty. You looked down at Loki, threading your fingers through his hair. He was reading, leaving you to your thoughts. You smiled, then tipped your head back to look at the ceiling. What was it you were just thinking about? oh, yes. Loki, almost blowing his own cover. You laughed quietly as your mind fastened on a specific event.
You were singing, to children who were absolutely charming and insisted on singing with you. Your small group of cuteness stumbled through a few verses of a unknown melody, laughing and stopping frequently. It was the most fun you had had in a while, if you were honest. Loki strolled by, as Odin, and stopped to listen. The children could not see him, but you did, and you smiled at him. He smiled back, walking behind the children as stealthily as he could. They seemed to deem him as a passerby, and kept singing with a sort of reckless abandon that only a child could have.
“What a scene I have found myself upon,” He suddenly said, scaring the children a bit. They hastily bowed to them, but you just smiled.
“Hello, Your Majesty. It is nice to see you,” You said truthfully. the two of you hadn’t gotten to hang out often because of kingly things that you weren't involved in. He smiled, and watched as the children excused themselves to their mother’s calls. He sat next to you. “no guards?” you asked cautiously. He shook his head.
“Not this time, darling.” He said in his own voice. You couldn’t help but smile a bit. He had begun to lean a bit closer when the official call of the guards rang out. You stifled a chuckle as he lurched into a standing position. Honestly, you were surprised that the guards hand’t caught on yet.
“Your Majesty, it’s time to -” Loki cut them off with a sharp wave of his hand, striding away with what looked like an almost embarrassed expression on his face. That made you laugh a bit more, and -
“And what are you chuckling about?” Loki’s voice startled you from your memories. You looked down at him fondly.
“Nothing, I promise,” You said with a easy smile. He made a disbelieving noise, setting his book down. He didn’t believe you, and you knew it. He sat up, narrowing his eyes at you playfully. Loki leaned closer.
“Mmhmm, I totally believe you,” He said with a mocking giggle. You protested a bit, eyes trailing over his beautiful face and settling on his lips, which had twitched into a knowing smirk. Your were hot and most likely red as he pressed a kiss to your lips, an underlying hunger burning just below everything. However, Loki pulled away, settling himself in your lap again with his book.
“sing for me please?”
He asked after a long moment of peaceful silence. Now there was something you could do.
“of course.”
Aaaaaaa! I just read the witch/loki fic and I love what you’ve done with my idea!!
Aww thanks!! Haha I’m glad you like it. I think it’ll be a really fun ride. It should be a few chapters long but I don’t really know how many just yet. XD since I also barely know what plot I’m going to use. It’s gonna be fun though. Thank YOU for the idea!!
You and Sebastian had known each other for years. You supported his acting career and he supported your (insert) career. Your friendship wasn't as much of a secret you thought it had been though. You had been watching an interview that Seb was doing. You were surprised when the interviewer asked Seb about you. His response made you flush and smile. "She is the best person ever. I'm so lucky to have her in my life." He said with a little giggle.
Black Magic Woman: Loki x witch!Reader
A/N: I’m actually stretching my writing skills a bit with this so I will admit I only have a blurry idea of where I’m going, but since this is also a request, if anyone would like to add a plot point or plot twist then please message me!!! New ideas from amazing minds are always welcome here. Also, the summary is more like a vague backstory and contextualization of where I’m starting off. Also, I am so sorry I failed I did not have this up when I wanted to. :( had some rather unexpected mental breakdowns which was annoying but it’s all Gucci now.
Prompt from anon: For the loki prompt ask, maybe loki could fall in love with a witch he meets on earth??
Summary: y/n is a witch of considerable talent but also of questionable intentions, thus leading to the Ancient One pushing her out of the order. Y/n refuses to halt her practice of magic however, and in the midst of accomplishing her goal, she attracts the attention of another magician: the God of Mischief himself.
Y/F/N: your full name
Chapter one
It wasn’t unusual for people to be rowdy in New York City, but you noticed it seemed especially rough on this evening. There was no avenger nearby though, not that you’d heard of anyway. You were coming back from shopping in a tiny little flea market in Queens, your very walk preventing anyone from insighting trouble with you. Your apartment was a bit snug but you loved it anyway. It was more of a home than the Ancient One ever allowed you. You kept having to flick your hair out of your face as the wind picked up between the buildings, newspapers flying up everywhere.
“Strange signs, kinda like a crop circle, y’know, but like the one THOR uses-”
“Thor? What’s he doing here?”
“Well it’s a bit outside of the city...” The snippet of conversation faded out as you passed two young ladies, chattering excitedly about the god of thunder. You kept your expression bland and disinterested, although you immediately started looking around more carefully. The argardian only came back when something big was about to happen, and given all that had already gone down with the avengers, you’d prefer it if the world was given a little bit of a breather. You walked into the building and checked your mail, finding nothing of interest but took it anyway and started up the stairs to the fourth floor.
You hated this part, but the elevator was broken and supposedly the landlord would call the repairmen soon, but it’s alresdy been two weeks. But you supposed it was a good workout, even though you regularly practiced martial arts and were already a fit person. But just when you were about to unlock your door, you froze. Something didn’t feel right. Your hair stood on end and goosebumps ran across your skin. There was someone inside your home. But who? You hadn’t been in contact with anyone from the Order in years, but you weaves a magic shield circle around your arm anyway and slowly unlocked the door, peeking around to try and see who was there.
There was no one. A dark and empty apartment greeted you, and you slowly stepped inside, closing the door quietly before raising your fists, both now having magic circles at the ready. The dining and kitchen area was empty, but it was too empty. This wasn’t the normal feeling in your apartment. Something was off. You slowly waved your hand, a dull golden light pushing away from you and tracing through your place. And-
There was someone here, in the living area. You crept forward, forcing your breathing to be silent as you hid behind the wall, listening. There was nothing, then you heard a small breath, almost like a sigh and the page of a book turning.
A man, tall with shoulder length dark hair stood next to your worn bookcase, flipping through a childish book of mythology that had been a gag gift from a friend at the restaurant you worked at. He wore a black suit, from what you could see as his back was turned to you. You raised your hands, tense and ready to fight in case he turned out to be an enemy.
“That’s mine.” You finally said after a few seconds of standing there threateningly without him noticing. He slowly turned, and you felt like ice had replaced your blood.
This was Loki. LOKI. Loki of Asgard, the same god who’d tried to take over the world only a few years ago. In this very city, coincidentally.
His cheekbones cast shadows over his face and his jaw looked sharp enough to slice wood. He held himself high, chin lifted to look down his nose at you with a slow grin spreading across his lips, baring his teeth.
“Hello, Y/F/N.” He purred, the book slowly snapping shut in his long, slim fingers. You narrowed your eyes, flexing your fingers to make yourself focus on something other than the god in your living room.
“Why do you know my name?” You demanded. He was Loki, god of mischief and brother of Thor. You didn’t doubt he had ways to find out your name, so his reason was more important than how he knew it. He just slowly bent to set the book down on the coffee table, raising his hands in almost teasing surrender, an insufferable smirk still on his face.
“Easy, Y/N.” Your name in his voice sounded- right. But wrong. But right. “I’m not here to hurt you. You can relax.” You heard a slight chuckle in your voice and you scowled, miffed for no reason other than he was- you didn’t even know.
“Then why are you here?” You finally asked slowly, shifting your stance but not relaxing. Loki sighed, closing his eyes briefly before you were trapped in his icy blue gaze again.
Wait, no, you weren’t trapped, just-
“I have a little... job, as you mortals call it. If you so desire, I can pay you beyond your wildest dreams as well.” You almost had to laugh. Loki, an actual god, needed the help of some mortal witch?
“Yes that’s very convincing.” You said dryly but your arms slowly started to lower in spite of yourself. “What do you really want?” He grinned wolfishly, and you found the glint in his eyes more than a little concerning.
“To see my enemies kneel before me.” Your arms dropped to your sides and you cautiously moved into the room some, sliding along the wall then leaning against it, crossing your arms over your stomach.
“I don’t remember that working so well last time you were here so-” his chuckle interrupted you, and it made your very bones shake.
“This world is nothing to me. No, I’m talking about my other enemies, real enemies. Once they are gone, then I can be the King I am meant to be.” His grin was triumphant, like he’d finally caught his prize in his class. You stared at him, unsure what to think of this. King? King of what? Asgard?? That was impossible. Last you checked, Odin was the king and after he dies then Thor would succeed him.
“okay well that’s for you to do. I don’t see what I’m so essential for.” You muttered and pressed yourself back against the wall as Loki took a few steps towards you. Now you understood. He almost radiated some sort of cold... energy. Not the typical temperature kind, but... definitely some type of magic.
“Oh, you’re essential to everything, darling.” He stopped just a mere foot and a half from you, and all you could do was stare, slightly open mouthed.
“I can do a lot of things, but I’m not going to kill innocents.” You finally said, a firm set entering your jaw. Loki tilted his head at you.
“Is there truly anyone innocent though?” He countered quietly, but then he inclined his head, just barely. “Although, if you listen and do as you’re told, you should have no need to kill anyone.” He conceded and you let out a small breath. You weren’t so naive to think you could get out of this, not if Loki really wanted you to do something for him. And to be quite honest, a change of pace would be welcome. And maybe Loki would be inclined to share some of his knowledge with you, and fix this dead end that you’d been staring at for months, regarding your-
“then what do you need me for?”
“Have you ever been to Vanaheim?”
Wait, is this…? I had never noticed this
realisation of Steve not needing his help anymore
was this really necessary
It’s also Bucky being more than a little upset that they turned his gentle, harmless friend—who Bucky wanted to PROTECT from the horrors of war—into a fighting machine.
was that really necessary
it’s also Bucky realizing that he can no longer protect his best friend no matter how hard he tries. he’s utterly helpless now, even after the war is over. they’ll always be wanting steve to fight this or that, and bucky won’t be able to do a darn thing to protect him.
#now was THAT really necessary
It’s also Bucky taking the 5 seconds he has of Steve not paying attention to him so he can allow himself to process all these emotions without worrying Steve. If you watch Bucky through the movies, you’ll notice he always makes sure to look like he’s 100% fine if other people are looking at him. Fighting with Steve, but smiling at their dates. Recently tortured, but walking confidently by Steve’s side. Basically a mess, but all “Let’s hear it for Captain America!” It’s a pattern, really. Even in the flashback in CATWS, you can see he looks a lot less confident when Steve isn’t looking at him than when Steve is.
Also, Seb has mentioned that researching WW2, what left the deepest impression was how quickly everybody dies. You get attached to someone only to watch their heads being blown up in front of you the next day. I’m sure this influenced how he chose to act this scene. Because you can bet by the time this scene takes place, Bucky has seen many people - hell, maybe even friends - die, and recently, he’s had to see his whole unit be killed or captured by HYDRA. This certainly plays a role here. It’s not just a general sense of “I can’t protect Steve anymore,” it’s more like “I don’t know if Steve will live till next week.” It’s very real, very immediate. It’s a concrete prediction more than a vague fear. And if Steve’s survives, there’s still the fact Bucky knows what’s like to be changed by war, and Steve will be changed by it, which Bucky certainly hates. Either way, he loses the Steve he knew, even more than he’s already lost, with the whole “Steve Rogers is suddenly a super soldier” deal.
I’d say this scene is wartime Bucky in a nutshell. He handles the entire crowd and this whole Captain America propaganda thing without hesitation, he smiles at Steve and makes sure Steve enjoys the moment instead of pulling some “I did my duty” bullshit, and only then he allows himself to be overwhelmed by the fear that comes with being able to think 48923740 worst case scenarios in two seconds. If we can trust interviews with cast and crew, this eventually becomes his role in the war, basically - he thinks fast and does his job protecting Captain America and the missions, he takes care of Steve on a personal level by shielding him from the worst of the war as much as he can, and only then, if there’s time and Steve isn’t looking, he thinks about how the war is affecting him.
But anyway, overall, this scene is about overwhelming loss of everything Bucky knows, as well as an attempt to hide this as well as he can. And I don’t think it’s a coincidence that in the 4th and 5th gifs, Seb looks a lot like comics!Bucky does when he says goodbye to his younger sister, thinking he’ll never see her again and almost breaking down in tears, but unwilling to show her he’s scared. For your reference:
Thanks S(a)tan
Just sidenote, 1. WAS ANY OF THIS REALLY NECESSARY? 2. THANK YOU FOR THIS POST.
Noooo oooone’s slick as James Barnes’, no one’s quick as James Barnes’
NO ONE’S LEGS ARE INCREDIBLY THICK AS JAMES BARNES’
I love how I immediately sang it in my mind 👏🏽😂
Bucky x Reader SHORT
James Buchanan Barnes, prisoner of WWII, Deadly soviet assassin, highly trained soldier, a dangerous man with dozens of known kills, was really nothing but a huge soft dork. He wasn’t an idiot, and he knew why you always got a little quieter and lazier for a few days every month. He always tried his best each time to make you feel better and while he never felt like he did enough, the fact that he always tried so hard and that you had the world’s deadliest man wrapped around your finger helped immensely. But this time, with small cold you have AND the monthly waterfall of Lucifer, it was especially bad and you could barely stand it. You laid on the couch, curled up in a ball with an already half used box of tissues. An empty one had been tossed on the ground beside you. Bucky sat on the couch adjacent to you, frowning heavily. He couldn’t stand being so helpless. He suddenly stood, and you lifted your head with a whine when he zipped around the house, clearly preparing to leave. “Buuuuuck where’re you going?” You whined. Normally you didn’t like to be needy, but you were so very needy right now. He paused and was instantly beside you, kneeling down and pressing a soft kiss between your eyes. “Five minutes, I promise, okay? Five minutes.” You pouted at first, but looking into those steel blue eyes, so determined and pained, you sighed and nodded once. “I’ll hold you to it, Barnes.” You mumbled and buried yourself deeper in the blankets that he’d tucked you into a few hours ago. He smiled softly, a rare, sweet thing that only you saw. He gently brushed your hair out of your face, the metal barely brushing your skin but it’s coolness felt amazing. You sighed, eyes barely closing as he kissed your forehead again, then dashed out. You looked at the clock. Five minutes... the TV droned in the background and you shifted around to your back, groaning dramatically and flopped an arm over your eyes. What could he possibly do in five minutes, anyway? Turns out, the answer was A BUTT TON. the door opened and you sit up, blinking as you see Bucky speed walking back to you, and you see relief in his face when he sees you, still alive on the couch. He had a bunch of plastic bags, with... “are those y/f/candy!?” “And everything else you like. And some oranges. You can’t be completely unhealthy.” Bucky chuckled and sat on the floor, and you laid down to wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him briefly before reaching over him for the goods. He chuckled and let you snack over him while he sat, pulling his hair back into a ponytail before he gently disentangled himself from your arms and the surprising amount of candy wrappers. You frown and huff but he just reaches for the last bag and... “is that..?” “Every single one. Movies and TV shows.” Bucky was smug as he saw your amazed face. Of course he was, little jerk. “We are not sleeping for the next few days.” You vow, finally getting up, violently throwing the blankets away to go plug in the very first one. Bucky laughed, a rich sound that made your very bones sing, and you dashed back to him, pulling your igloo of blankets onto the floor to snuggle up against him. He immediately wrapped you up and held you tight, sneaking a chocolate while he was at it. Then, he dimmed the lights as the screen went dark and, a long long time ago, in a galaxy far far away....
List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Have a good day and stay happy! :)
Aww thanks! 1. Talking to or spending time with friends2. All my fandoms... ‘:D 3. Literally anything involving Sebastian Stan or Bucky Barnes4. Writing/talking about my stories5. TRAVELING
Petition for Sebastian to keep using a knife as a back scratcher for all Infinity War related interviews and press tour.
