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My name is Jefferson, While working for the Evil Queen Regina I traveled through my hat to Wonderland where I was stuck 'till I could make a new hat.. But they all need Magic, Magic I can't seem to get right.

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broadstripes—and—brightstars:

Steve smiled. He went to Bucky and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. “Thank you, Buck.”

"You’re welcome, Steve."

(Source: the-hat-needs-magic)

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littlemiss-red:

"Duh, that’s what I’m here for. If you weren’t gay, I’d say let’s marry each other."

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"We could get married and I could use my imagination. I’ve been married to a woman before. I teeter on the edge of being bi."

(Source: the-hat-needs-magic)

REBLOG 11:26am 5

littlemiss-red:

"Me too. We’re a lot more fun and adventurous."

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"Exactly. You make me feel alive."

(Source: the-hat-needs-magic)

REBLOG 11:10am 5
broadstripes--and--brightstars sent:

Steve stood on the roof of the tower, right on the edge, arms spread out. "Please, Jefferson. Just go. I don't want you to see this. Let me do this."

broadstripes—and—brightstars:

the-hat-needs-magic:

"Selfish." Jefferson muttered. "After all the preaching you’ve done in your life. This is what you decide to do? Death doesn’t happen to you. It happens to everyone around you. You want to rid two babies of their father? You want to rid a country of their hope? You’re creating a shit storm of side effects because you won’t take the time to think."

"And I’ll be gone," he said with a shrug, looking back at her once more. "You’ll be free to find someone. Someone you really love. The kids won’t remember. Cedric’s the oldest, and he’s not even two. Meet someone. Say he’s their father. They’ll never know the difference."

He was quiet. “I’m so tired, Jefferson. Of everything. Of hanging onto something that will never happen. Of wanting to be with you, of you loving me and knowing it won’t happen. You deserve the best, and you’ll never be free to have it while I’m here. I should have realized it earlier. Then you’d be with Tony. Happy.”

"I’ve done my time. I’ve lived a decent life. Almost a hundred years old."

"I’m sorry. Do you even hear the mass amount of bullshit that’s spewing from your mouth right now? I’m not just going to pass off some other deadbeat as you. How cruel do you think I am? Honestly, for someone who’s always whining about love you don’t seem to hold me in a high regard at all. I don’t just get to be with Tony. Clearly you don’t see how things work out. If you leave, I walk this world alone. Everyone’s got someone and i’m not some floozy who’s just going to run off with someone else because my husband died? Do you really think that i’ll be okay with that? That I won’t mourn? Maybe i’d love you if you were a little kinder these days. You don’t even realize that what you’re saying hurts. Grow up Steve. Stop being a little fucking baby and get down from there. You can’t do this every time something doesn’t go your way."

envianne:

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(Source: clhrisevans)

thirtsy:

this is my history essay please read it and give me advice ❤️

broadstripes—and—brightstars:

He nodded, biting his lip. “I wouldn’t want to be an imposition. I just…it’d be nice to have a back up plan.”

"Hey, you’re always welcome where I am, Steve. I guarantee that."

(Source: the-hat-needs-magic)

REBLOG 10:51am 5
broadstripes--and--brightstars sent:

Steve stood on the roof of the tower, right on the edge, arms spread out. "Please, Jefferson. Just go. I don't want you to see this. Let me do this."

broadstripes—and—brightstars:

the-hat-needs-magic:

"Selfish." Jefferson muttered. "After all the preaching you’ve done in your life. This is what you decide to do? Death doesn’t happen to you. It happens to everyone around you. You want to rid two babies of their father? You want to rid a country of their hope? You’re creating a shit storm of side effects because you won’t take the time to think."

"I don’t care about that. None of it." He said, looking down below. "I wasn’t even supposed to be here. I was supposed to be old and gray. Not even, back in my real body I probably wouldn’t have made it past forty. The kids, they’ll be fine without me. I leave them so much its not like they even know who I am." He sighed. "Bucky was right. This would kill me one day. I just didn’t understand." He looked at her. "This isn’t your fault. Please leave, Jefferson. Let me do this. I don’t want you to see this. Then you can be free to love whoever you want."

"So you’re telling me you don’t care about me or the kids. Nice. They know who you are Steven. They’ll remember, they’re not fucking stupid." She growled, nails digging into her palms. She’d been there before. She knew exactly how wrong he was. "So, say you jump. Make a fool out of everyone who ever loved or looked up to you. Your pain stops, or so you think. But, you’re going to create added pain for countless other people. I don’t think you want to do that. The man I know would never force that upon someone else. And the consequences after death are numerous. Life may stop, but another one will start, more horrid than the last."

My character has been committed to an asylum. Send me ☤ for their reaction to yours visiting them.

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(Source: theonewhoburns)

REBLOG 10:26am 5

littlemiss-red

"I like us better when we’re wasted!"

crewdlydrawn:

littlewolfoffenris:

Making of my fem!Winter Soldier Cosplay

A story of fails, wins and a lot of coffee…

These awesome pictures were made by meikel-art-photography, klaus-blum-photography and mr-photography. Thanks a lot!

HOLY SHIT

REBLOG 10:11am 5
broadstripes--and--brightstars sent:

Steve stood on the roof of the tower, right on the edge, arms spread out. "Please, Jefferson. Just go. I don't want you to see this. Let me do this."

"Selfish." Jefferson muttered. "After all the preaching you’ve done in your life. This is what you decide to do? Death doesn’t happen to you. It happens to everyone around you. You want to rid two babies of their father? You want to rid a country of their hope? You’re creating a shit storm of side effects because you won’t take the time to think."

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broadstripes—and—brightstars:

He shook his head, sighing. “That’s not…I mean…you and Sam…would you…would I have a place with you?”

"Yeah, sure. Why not? We both like you well enough."

(Source: the-hat-needs-magic)