#earnedstripes

❝   get anything you want     -    i’m paying.   ❞

no seriously weapons left at the door.

                  ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀ's 101sᴛ ʙʀɪᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ʙᴀsʜ

ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ sᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʀᴏɢᴇʀs’ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴀɴ ᴜɴғᴏʀɢᴇᴛᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏɴᴇ.  ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ᴇʟᴇɢᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ʟᴇғᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ɪɴ 1945.  

ᴅʀᴇss ᴄᴏᴅᴇ:    ғᴏʀᴍᴀʟ

ʙʏᴏʙ:     ʙʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʙᴀʀʙᴇᴄᴜᴇ ( ᴛʜɪs ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ's ᴄᴏᴏᴋᴏᴜᴛ )

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ ʟᴀsᴛs ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴊᴜʟʏ 7ᴛʜ.  ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ɪs ʜᴏsᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ @inventcible & ғᴏʀ @earnedstripes.   ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ: @greatpowcr

ᴅᴜᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇs ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ.  ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴜɴ ! ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ !

ᴍᴄᴜ, ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇs, & 616 ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴀɴᴛ.  

It’s a shock, to say the least, but some part of him finds it somewhat fitting. Steve has always had a certain scrappyness, and seeing him without the serum adding all that mass, it does makes some sense.

                ❝ a late , one-person surprise party is technically the most brilliant birthday party ever.  bet you weren’t expecting that one.  ❞  lips press together , and she shuffles her weight from foot to foot , before a second attempt: ❝ hey . ❞

if the cats aren’t too old and have weak hips, you can put the food on an elevated surface for them to eat. I would also recommend getting one more litter box than you have cats. you can also get something to add to the litter box so the puppy doesn’t dig into it ��

rhodey doesn’t like being here. they won, but it seems all he can bring up are the bad memories. alone in the conference room, he can see tony’s ghost in the seat in the corner. it’s been months and months but tony’s absence remains palpable. if not for rhodey, then for his family. on the table, his cellphone lights up with a message from pepper; another photo from morgan, who has just figured out how to take a selfie with her mother’s assistance. 

he sits straight as he waits, struggling to focus on the present with the heavy silence in the room. since the end of their battle, he’s had a difficult time grounding himself back on earth.  -- and it’s not as if steve’s drastic shift in appearance does anything to help that. it still surprises rhodey to see him.

steve has changed, but haven’t they all? rhodey rubs his hand on his thigh, down towards his knee. he keeps the conversation to the point and spares pleasantries.  

he could do nothing but stare, watch as the man breezed through them like they were nothing. full of unbridled rage and aggression. something niggled in the back of his mind whenever he looked at his face, but he couldn’t place anything; couldn’t think, couldn’t feel his body, from the top of his head and all the way down to his toes. he felt numb.

the soldier blinks and turns his head, to the strike team member grabbing onto his boot with a bloodied claw of a hand, spitting out blood, specks of which land on his face and he hardly flinches. and then they murmur something he can’t hear, he watches the movement of their lips. a plea no doubt, one that would go unanswered.