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  • “You knew Eisenhower?” the young reporter asked. It was, of course, part of the standard questions Steve was asked every Memorial and Veteran’s Day. The reporters were getting younger and younger. Steve knew that there would be a day when he would be one of the last who had met the man in person or the other WWII heroes.

    Steve thought about Mr. McLaughlin.

    Mr. McLaughlin lived by himself in an apartment five doors down from his, back when Steve was young and wearing short pants. He barely saw the man who rarely left the dark apartment. But then Steve was six and not patient yet with older folks.

    Mrs. Sullivan usually looked after him when his Ma had work. But her daughter was too sick to have Steve over and the Other Mrs. Sullivan was away visiting her son. She marched Steve right up to Mr. McLaughlin’s door.

    He shakily opened the door. “Mrs. Sullivan –”

    “Mrs. Rogers is at the hospital and I’m taking Mary to the doctor. Can you watch Stevie here for an hour or two? His Ma would never forgive me if something happened to him.”

    Clutching his crayons and paper, Steve peered up at the surprised Mr. McLaughlin.

    “Sarah will be home in a couple of hours, I swear. Stevie won’t be a bit of trouble.”

    Mr. McLaughlin arched an eyebrow after giving Steve a careful look, taking in the scrapes and bruises on his legs and one arm. “Fine, Mrs. Sullivan, fine.”

    “Thank you, Mr. McLaughlin,” Steve said brightly. He’d been brought up with manners. His Ma made sure of that.

    Steve laid down on the worn rug in the living, ready to draw until his Ma returned. Mr. McLaughlin sat down heavily in an arm chair. He was listening to the afternoon radio dramas. He was old, the oldest person Steve knew.  "Steve, could you turn up the radio?“

    He immediately jumped to his feet and turned up the radio. Despite his uncanny ability to get into fights already at the age of six, Steve was a good little boy who did what he was asked by adults. He looked up at the framed pictures above the radio and bookcase. "Who is that?” he asked, pointing to a solemn man in a top hat.

    “Mr. Lincoln! The greatest president we ever had.”

    “And that man?” Steve pointed to another picture, a small American flag tucked into the frame. He thought it was an American flag – it didn’t have the same number of stars as the flag at school.

    “Ulysses S Grant, the greatest general,” Mr. McLaughlin declared. “I served with the 164th New York, Army of the Potomac. Spotsylvania, Petersburg, Appomattox. I even shook General Grant’s hand after he met with Lee.”

    Steve raptly listened to Mr. McLaughlin’s stories about the Army of the Potomac, the Overland Campaign, the seige at Petersburg, and that solemn day at Appomattox Court House where the Civil War ended. When his Ma came to collect him, he shook Mr. McLaughlin’s hand, the same one that shook Grant’s.

    Time tugged at Steve in strange ways, a man lost in time who today was the bridge from Appomattox to D-Day and beyond.

    Reporter prompted again, “Eisenhower?”

    Steve smilled. “Let me tell you about Private McLaughlin, 164th New York, who knew General Grant.”

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  • I am so fucking sick of reading fanfiction that is absolutely amazing and has me waiting for the ending in bated breath, ONLY TO HAVE THE CIVIL WAR MOVIE PLOT TEAR IT OUT OF MY HANDS IM LOOKING AT YOU STEVE AND TONY JESUS FUCK GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND STOP MAKING ME CRY EVERY GODDAMN TIME I TRY TO READ A PRE-CIVIL WAR FIC


    fuck.

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    Sorry for the late notice!

    #american civil war #civilwar#civil war
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  • pour one out for that leather jacket steve abandoned in an elevator shaft rip

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    Read: 21 January 2020

    The Sri Lankan army defeated Tamil Tiger rebels in May 2009 after 26 years of bloody conflict.

    The war divided Sri Lanka along ethnic lines - pitting the majority Buddhist Sinhalese-dominated government against Tamil rebels who wanted a separate state. The fighting killed an estimated 100,000 people and left about 20,000, mostly Tamils, missing.

    President Rajapaksa was Sri Lanka’s defence secretary at the time and played a leading role in crushing the rebels. He is hailed as a hero by many in the Sinhalese population but deeply distrusted by the Tamil community.

    Sri Lanka’s president has acknowledged for the first time that more than 20,000 people who disappeared during the country’s civil war are dead.

    Hundreds of families of the missing have been attending rallies demanding to know where their loved ones are. Many had held out hope that their relatives were still alive and in the hands of the security forces, a view rejected by the government. These families meet and hold daily vigils to protest and to keep their relatives’ memories alive.

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  • Civil war, huh. I guess I should stock up on beer and snacks, so when it happens, I can kick back, relax and watch it unfold from the comfort of my home. It will be amusing to watch Alex Jones’s Texas Paranoid Patriot Posse take on the Reptilians’ Gay Frog Brigade. And yes, my comment is sarcastic.

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  • #ulysses grant #william tecumseh sherman #civil war #american civil war #myart#asks#anon
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  • LEGACY: A Tony Stark Daughter Story

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    Word Length: 1,500ish

    Summary: Bailey goes to Korea to check on Dr. Cho with Steve, Natasha, and Clint.

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    Tony was dropped off at Oslo, before the rest of us continued on to Korea. When we neared Dr. Cho’s lab, Clint and Nat stayed on the quinjet and dropped Steve and I onto the roof of a nearby building. It would be too obvious if we landed on the labs roof. We walked to the edge and looked at the lab.

    “Two minutes,” Steve said into the comms. “Stay close.” He turned to me. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”

    I looked at him. “I was born ready.” I assured him as I jumped onto the next roof top.

    We hurried through the streets and on the roof tops to get to the lab. We entered the lab to find no security. Helen’s technicians were down. Ultron had definitely been here. Parts of the lab were also torn up. We ran through the building searching for Dr. Cho. We found her bleeding on the floor.

    “Dr Cho!” Steve exclaimed. We ran over to her. Steve quickly started putting pressure on her wound. She was having trouble breathing.

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    #avengers#avengers fanfiction #avengers age of ultron #age of ultron #avengers x oc #the avengers x oc #avengers infinity war #infinity war#avengers endgame#endgame#captain marvel #Captain America civil war #civil war#Spiderman homecoming#captain america#iron man#Steve rogers#Tony stark #Tony stark fanfiction #Tony stark x oc #iron man fanfiction #Steve Rogers x oc #Steve Rogers fanfiction #iron man x oc #Captain America x oc #marvel fanfiction#marvel fanfic#fanfiction
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  • - Full title: Love and War, based on a song by Fleurie

    - Mostly edited, and hopefully better than original series.

    - Warnings: violence, in the past

    - WC: 1000 or so

    *I do not own any gifs or pictures*

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    Originally posted by fuforthought



    3rd Pov.


    *STILL IN THE PAST IN CIVIL WAR*

    (Not doing italics as it may take the whole chapter)


    “He should be good.” Clint finishes as the man stumbles out.

    “What time zone is this?” The man asks, glancing at Rose who he scrunched his eyebrows at.

    “Who’s the kid?” He asks, and Rose rolls her eyes.

    “I’m Rosabelle, Rose.” She says, and the man looks away to see Steve.

    -

    “Rose, your mission is to get the jet working. No doubt, Tony has some kind of mechanism to keep it from being taken.” Rose nods as they were all in their suits, ready to fight.

    “I need you away from the main action, I’m not letting you fight.” Steve adds, and Rose steps forward to face him.

    “Honestly, Captain, you wouldn’t be able to stop me.” She adds, and Steve smirks impressed for a moment as he got back to the task at hand.

    -

    Rose pulls on the white helmet, the black tinted cover hiding her face as she separated from the group, Steve heading out alone as a countermeasure through the parking zones of the airline.

    Rose rushes through the parking garage of the abandoned airport, sprinting through the first floor of the airport. She pauses before a locked door of the jet, she flung her hand, the door flying completely off. It lands next to the jet softly, as she used her powers to make it hover to the ground quietly.

    She rushes through the jet, attaching a metal device to a back hanger. A projected screen appears before it, numbers calculating to open the door. The numbers rearrange for a few seconds longer as it combines a five digit number and unlocks the door lowering to the ground.

    “Rose.” Sam whispers as they still watch Steve talking to Tony’s group: James Rhodes (War Machine), Natasha, Spider-Man, and the Black Panther (aka T’Challa). 

    Rose steps in, jogging to the pilot seat and setting the metal device on the command switches, the program beginning to hack in as it showed a loading sign as it decoded the protection unit.

    “Sam, it’s gonna take some time, it’s fighting many firewalls and unscrambling codes.” Rose replies, scanning over the numbers and codex.

    “Stay with it, keep it free. We’re heading towards you.” Sam orders, and Rose nods to herself, a feeling of slight helplessness hitting her.

    “You are helping by accessing the jet.” She says to herself, as she checks the projecting blue screen.

    “You could go out and help Cap distract them as the code works.” She persuades herself quietly, as her feet quickly moved on their own to exit the jet.

    “Hey, the code for the jet door is 69251. I’ve reseted it, it’s the only way to get in.” Rose yells, sprinting back through the airport to meet up with Wanda and Clint.

    “No, stay back.”

    “Sorry, I can’t. I left the device, it won’t leave a trace. Tony won’t know it’s there until it’s accessed at 75%. Which’ll be in 4 minutes.”

    Rose rushes to a stop next to Wanda, she gives her a look, which Rose counters.

    “I can’t just be the IT girl, I have to do something.”

    “You don’t even know what we are doing this for.” Wanda replies, and Rose nods in agreement.

    “I know, I can guess pretty easily though. The government made you guys sign those accords, Prince T’Challa’s father was killed along with many others. Bucky looks like the supposed assailant, and Cap chose his side along with the rest of you. I can trust Steve’s decision, if I know you all have my back.” Rose finishes as Clint was also listening to her.

    “You’re a pretty good kid, aren’t you?” He questions for a minute before looking back out to Steve.

    “I’ve known my fair share of pain, heroism, and justice. I also have a cell phone and a TV.” She adds, and they chuckle as they all look to see Steve as Sam spoke through the comms.

    “We got eyes on the jet in Hanger 5, Rose set up the device.” Sam says as Clint raises his bow back with an arrow ready. Steve shoots attached hands up. Clint fires his arrow, slicing through the white substance around his hands.

    Scott, the Ant-Man, grows to his normal height, kicking Spider Man in the face as he hands Steve his shield back. Iron Man flies in the air, heading towards Rose, Wanda and Clint. Steve chases after the Black Panther, who was after Bucky and Sam.

    Clint keeps Rose close as they sprint onto the runway, dodging Iron Man’s rockets as they blew up around them. Rose turns and flings a wave of force towards Tony, distracting for a second as Clint and Wanda continue sprinting and she rushes towards Steve.

    Rose slides across the concrete, kicking out T’Challa’s legs as Cap dodges his claw strikes with his shield. She stands quickly as War Machine slams a large glowing bat against Steve’s shield. A loud crashing sound vibrated through the air, hitting those few close. Rose moves help Cap stand.

    Steve gives her a warning look, as she shrugs and stands ready to fight. Rose jogs at T’Challa, using her power to dodge his claws. She uses her power force in the punches as he flips back from a power kick.

    Steve flips to dodge Rhodes, Rhodey or War Machine, and kicks him down. Scott appears as Rose kicks T’Challa back again and lands back next to them.

    “Cap, heads up!” Scott tosses a small gasoline truck into Steve’s hand, holding up a blue disk.

    “Throw it at this. Now!” Scott yells as he throws the disk and Steve tosses the truck. The truck now growing to full 3 ton size in the air after hitting the disk.

    It explodes on impact on top of Rhodes, flames flying everywhere as Rose ducks slightly to avoid shrapnel. Steve pulls her to sprint towards the jet, everyone meeting a couple hundred feet away as Steve led the way.

    A yellow laser beam burns a line in front of them, Vision speaking as he lowered down to the ground and they stopped moving.

    “You must surrender now.” Vision finishes as he touches the ground and everyone on Tony Stark’s side lands on the opposite side of the line, the same of Steve’s ready for a fight.

    “What do we do, Cap?” Sam asks, and Steve takes a step forward.

    “We fight.”

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  • Things that we’ll never know:

    Why did Steve keep the truth about Tony’s parents death? Why did he even try to keep the secret even when Tony knew almost certainly that Steve had known it all along? He even tried to lie to him while looking him in the eyes.

    I know that you could say that it was because he was protecting Bucky, you could say that it was because he didn’t want to hurt Tony. Even I can quote Steve’s letter “I can see now I was really spearing myself,” but, you know, I feel that it is just not enough, I feel like Steve really don’t explain his reasons, it’s just like something set in the air and you are supposed to understand it and stay with the conclusion you liked most.

    The truth is Civil War left me a void but not a good one like wow, I feel a void because this movie was so good and made me feel so much that now I feel like there’s nothing left in me, it’s a void more like I feel it was unfinished, I need something more than this.

    Maybe the point is that I wanted Steve’s character to be more developed and now he won’t be on screen again. I mean, that was his movie and I don’t even see him growing, I see him lying like it was the start of Steve reaching the rock bottom.

    I know that my opinion arrives too late, but yeah, I want to say it anyway.

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  • Small Pox

    a/n Okay so I’ve never posted anything I’ve written before so constructive criticism is welcome but please be nice. These ocs are based off of a history assignment where I had to write a letter home as someone in the Civil War so of course I went “aw yes, must be gay”, also as a disclaimer I am a teenager and not an expert in the Civil War or medicine or anything so don’t get mad at me for any inaccuracies

    Word Count: 1k

    Warnings: pretty mild, if there’s anything pls let me know, just gals being pals

    The person in front of her smelled like piss. She fully understood that hygiene wasn’t always the priority to men who didn’t want to carry their weight miles upon miles to the next battle. But at the same time, a shower will do you more good than harm even if it means finding a nearby river. You would think that finding a secluded area for bathing would be a challenge, but the men in this regiment seemed to enjoy not “having” to, not all of them of course, but enough.

    “Next please.”

    He moved up, behind the partition between those waiting and those getting small doses of smallpox injected in their systems. Ed was willing to admit that she was not too excited for it, as long as there was no man around to call her a yellow dog.

    When Rose signed up for nursing she thought she’d be the next Elizabeth Blackwell in no time. But lonely men hardly gave her the motivation to do her best for the war effort with the gift of healing. At best they have her the motivation to commit homicide. She was not having the most self-assuring day. She was having her period on a dish rag, a handful of men getting vaccines had attempted to get her to blush (to put it nicely), and even fewer but very loud ones had expressed much discontent about getting a needle in their arm. That was, until, one man in particular timidly sat in her patient chair.

    Rose had seen men before. She was sure of it. But none of them had ever given her a sense of yearning. Sure, they were funny and it was a good time to be around them, but they didn’t make her feel the way her mother described her father. So why, out of every man she’s ever seen, out of everyone she’s ever passed on the street, everyone’s she’s ever gotten close to, did this man manage to make her blush and nearly drop her vaccination all over the place. Something about him. Looking into his eyes gave her a sense of home she had not felt in a long time. The way the sun caught his charcoal hair invited her to run her hands through it. She noticed he was blushing too, but it only deepened hers. Maybe her father was right. This could be “the right man.” Maybe nothing was wrong with her! After all, here’s a man she felt an overwhelming attraction to.

    When Ed had walked behind the partition she stopped dead in her tracks and immediately turned red. Bathing in the sunlight was the most angelic being she had ever seen in her entire life. She had seen girls before, obviously, and she’d felt an uncomfortable sense of guilt and ache around some of them, but something about the angel in front of her set lose swarm of butterflies in her stomach. Her auburn hair looked like it was fire flowing into a perfect bun away from her face, highlighted by light strands that could only be gold spun by the hands of Athena herself. Not to mention the freckles that were left as tiny kisses on her face. She blushed deeper as she wondered what it might be like. if she were able to kiss them. She snapped out of it. She was being irrational again. It’s all this time around men. She thought to herself. You hear them talking about women constantly and it’s warping your judgement. You’re just trying to fit in with them. She didn’t even realize she had moved to sit down, but she doubted she took her eyes off of her for even a moment.

    “Umm, sorry, I should probably give you your vaccination huh?”

    “What? Oh! Sorry, I’m a bit nervous. For my vaccination, of course. I’ve never had one before.”

    That’s probably why he’s nervous, you idiot, Rose thought to herself, a man like him definitely is at least courting a girl back wherever he’s from. He does have a cute voice though. It’s not aggressive like so many men I’ve met. It’s sweet.

    She continued with the process, doing her job like he was any other patient. She was absolutely not appreciating his rolled up sleeves that showed his toned muscles that she would find showy on anyone else. No! She would never. And Ed was in no way cherishing the softness of the nurse’s hands. Could not be her!

    “What’s your name?” Rose asked, just wondering, incase he ever came back.

    “What?” It took her a second to process her question, she somehow forgot how heavenly her voice was. It took her a bit to recoup. Rose repeated the question, this time with a beautiful smile. “Ed. It’s short for Edward. I’ve had the nickname since childhood because that’s how long I’ve been Edward. Long time. Not a recent thing of course.” Rose couldn’t help but let out a divine laugh. It sounded just like wind chimes.

    “That’s the first time I’ve laughed all day. Thank you,” she said with an even bigger smile.

    “No, thank you. It’s a beautiful laugh.” Ed immediately went red. Are you actually dumb? She thought to herself, are you trying to get yourself revealed?

    But Rose just smiled even bigger.

    “Thank you very much, Ed. I’d love to hear yours sometime. My name’s Rose by the way.”

    “That’s a beautiful name. It suits you, with your hair and all.”

    “If you keep complimenting me, I’m going to drop everything and we’ll have a second coming of the Plague.”

    “My apologies… um… ma’am.”

    “It’s more than okay, but it’s time for your shot so get ready. Okay. One. Two. Three.”

    “Ahhaa!” Ed covered her mouth after making potentially the highest pitched noise she’s ever made. If not remembering how to walk, not being able to answer a question she was asked everyday, and literally flirting with her wasn’t enough, she went and made the most piercing noise ever made. Not exactly very manly of her. But Rose just laughed again.

    “Okay, you’re all set. I hope to see you again soon. Not that I want you to get injured or sick or anything. I hope you stay in good health of course. But I hope we cross each other’s paths again. It was a pleasure to meet you,” Rose stammered. Oh dear god, just stop talking, she thought to herself.

    “Me too.” Ed said, hesitant to leave her seat.

    The next day Ed swung by the infirmary, looking for Rose.

    “Oh! Hi, um I’m sorry, but I forgot my scarf. Would you mind helping me look for it?”

    It was June. In Philadelphia.

    “Oh, of course,” Rose happily replied.

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  • “I swear, that Aeri and her men would make fine Stormcloak recruits. Pity we can’t spare the lumber to conscript them.”

    –Jarl Skald of Dawnstar, revealing that the Stormcloak army is not just made up of volunteers.

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    the height difference yup, yup

    #civil war? idk her #more like stevetony being happy and going on a dates for two hours #if i fail my exams its their fault #stevetony#stony#mcu stony#mcu#mcu edit#stevetony edit#stevextony#stony edit#marvel#marvel edit#tony stark #tony stark edit #steve rogers #steve rogers edit #civil war #captain america civil war
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  • will never not be mad that we got avengers 2.5: civil war instead of captain america 3: serpent society

    #absolutely LIVID about this on this sunday afternoon folks #we really could've had it all!! #serpent society#marvel#civil war#captain america
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  • Villian: Time to die, Spider-Man!

    Spider-Man: Hang on, lemme clear my search history.

    Villian:

    Spider-Man: Okay, go ahead.

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  • A Thought: If Balgruuf the Greater did not attempt to remain neutral for as long as he did, and supported the Imperials from the start as he ultimately ends up doing, the Stormcloaks would have been at such a disadvantage that the war would be over swiftly. His indecision helps keeps the conflict going long enough to force a much bloodier conclusion.

    #UESP#Lore #The Elder Scrolls #Skyrim#Stormcloak #Balgruuf the Greater #Civil War#Imperial
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  • Old Sheldon Church, South Carolina (B&W) by philabroich at Inmortavilizado. Updated every 20 minutes.

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  • Peter Parker: With great power comes great responsibility!

    Tony Stark: the responsibility to punch bad guys!

    Pepper Potts, setting down a stack of files: With great responsibility comes great amounts of paperwork.

    Tony Stark:

    Peter Parker:

    Tony Stark: Anyways, welcome to the team!

    Pepper Potts: Sign here.

    Tony Stark, whispering: Don’t forget to read the fine print.

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