open post 3.0
am I even pretending I'm going to make this aesthetic anymore? no.
for dumbass text bullshit, meme overflow, or whatever else you feel like throwing up here, I'm not picky.
for dumbass text bullshit, meme overflow, or whatever else you feel like throwing up here, I'm not picky.

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it sparks something protective in him, stupidly enough.
(or maybe not stupidly enough, he will think a little deeper on that later.)
his laughter is hollow, flat, when it falls from his lips, eyes forward.] Trust me, you are never irrelevant. You will see that much while you are here, I'm sure of it.
[ he will make sure of it. because he hates how sure of himself Steve sounds, how he honestly believes what he says, like it doesn't go against some fundamental truth of the world for Steve Rogers to feel useless. it only reinforces the bubbling feeling of protectiveness that Tony has in his chest.
stars and stripes, he cannot think too long on this.]
You are more than a soldier, Steve, you have to remember that too.
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[Six years not just without Tony, who was at least still there, but without Bucky and Sam there by his side. Everything he'd built up in the twenty-first century, gone.]
Turns out, I don't really know what to do with myself when there isn't something to fight.
[Not that he hadn't sought out fights - found jackasses who were taking advantage of the situation with Thanos to screw over the little guy, because there are always people like that - but nothing on the scale he's used to. Nothing with that feeling of doing what he's supposed to that he'd had even when he'd been working undercover after Siberia (not that a super-soldier is ever very undercover).]
Pretty sure I'm extra irrelevant if you've already got a Cap.
[Don't tell him how many Caps you have, Tony. DON'T DO IT.]