favourite – the1timetraveller

stevebbucks:

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IN THIS CENTURY OR ANOTHER, I’LL FIND YOU | J.S.

vaangoghs:

you are loved more than you know.

cptsteven:

— Do not forget: he hurts. He weeps. He bleeds.

mackievanstan:

-insp-

nomadevans:

start here – caitlyn siehl

alecmagnxs:

– we are a poem i haven’t learned the rhythm of yet, only because we are still being written | P.D

leviathan:

we bury our love in the w i n t e r y grave
a lump in the snow was all that remained
~~(requested by anonymous)~~

pen-strokes-and-music-notes:

A compulation of beautifully eloquent Stucky posts.

Bless you Tumblr.

Part 2, Part 3, the long-awaited Part 4

some people are just 
bad in the blood, baby,
 some people’s hearts pump 
kerosene, gasoline,
 thick hot tar.

some people bleed tree sap,
 maple syrup,
 grape juice or superglue
 or clean river water –

some people scrape their knees
 and watch champagne bubble up 
through their skin.

i bite my tongue –
my frostbitten tongue - 
and i taste  salt brine.

do your veins run hot, my love?
do your bloody knuckles steam?
can you teach me how to thaw
the ice floe lodged between my ribs?

Nathaniel Orion G. K. (via nathanielorion)

andbarnes:

Steve and Bucky’s private (and much more relaxed) social media