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reddpenn:

Reposting my randomly generated lands due to a bunch of image failures on the previous post.  Remembering how fun these were makes me want to do some more!

alicexz:

She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.
Cleaned up a WIP of War from earlier but it’s still pretty messy. Eventually I’ll do the rest of the Apocalyptic Horsepeople, oooor the universe will give me a Good Omens movie/show!!!

alicexz:

She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.

Cleaned up a WIP of War from earlier but it’s still pretty messy. Eventually I’ll do the rest of the Apocalyptic Horsepeople, oooor the universe will give me a Good Omens movie/show!!!

thehaikubandit:

No but, when the Winter Soldier goes to the exhibit and reads how Bucky is supposed to have died by falling off a train. And remembers how Cap told him “I’m with you until the end of the line” and all he can think is “Holy SHIT WAS THAT A FUCKING TRAIN JOKE BITCH?

juliajm15:

This is when you realize how many songs this movie has O.O

I think I don’t have an excuse, I just wanted to draw these ‘-‘

On code names with Tony and Clint

CB: The hawk has landed. Meet you at bus station.

TS: The hot rod knight at Q st moving west

CB: Tony your code names suck

TS: I'm not using Tin Can as my call sign, you can't make me

CB: The rich one that isn't Batman.

TS: Tin Man is not glamorous enough either and I refuse to have Steve as my Dorothy, that implies I am not the main character and Pepper insists I have a heart.

CB: You are now assigned Iron Maiden

TS: I can work with that.

awooba:

stele3:

orionsnacks:

in the movie a little boy recognises steve at the captain america exhibit. it’s my headcanon that a little girl recognises bucky when he goes to the smithsonian exhibit to find out who he really is

because little girls have heroes too

"You should tie your hair back," a little girl with pitch-black hair says to the Winter Soldier. He stares down at her, silent, but she continues undeterred. "Mommy says that we need to have our hair tied back or we’ll trip over things because we can’t see. She makes me wear these—" She displays her wrist, which is encircled by a rainbow of different hair bands. "—because mine keep falling out. You can’t fight evil if you can’t see it. I want to be a police officer when I grow up. Are you a…"

She trails off, her eyes steadily getting bigger. They dart to the large digital image of James Buchanan Barnes, then back to his face. The Winter Soldier’s eyes dart, too, over the exits and the crowd and the girl’s distracted mother—attempting to corral three other black-haired children—before landing back on the girl’s face, where an improbable grin has begun to grow.

"I knew it," she whispers.

The Winter Soldier blinks down at her, thrown off by the delight in her expression. No one is ever happy to see the Soldier.

The girl reins in her wide grin and does her own scan of the crowd. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell. People can’t handle the truth. But I can.” She turns her shining eyes back to the Soldier.

Slowly, very slowly, the Soldier reaches out with hands that have broken, maimed, strangled, shot, stabbed, and ripped apart human flesh. His voice creaks out of him, rusty with disuse. “Can I have a hair tie?”

Without taking her eyes off him, the girl rolls a light blue one out of the rainbow and hands it over.

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