♡ XXXX followers celebration follow forever ♡


I decided to make my first follow forever because i hit another b i g number of followers and i thank you so much guys! These are my favourite bloggers and this is my thanks to you and your wonderful blogs and although i don’t talk to you much because i’m an idiot you make my dash and days better. 

a-d | Carolina | Anna | Alex | Claire | Becky | Aaron | Carol | Alana | Caitlin (she was my first!) | Anna  | Cici | Bee | Alice

e-h | Haley | Hanka | Flipse | Fran | Enrica

i-l | Lucía | Jess | Jen | Linka | Laura | Karri | Lynne

m-p | Marta | Meg | Nikki | Maz

q-s | Sadie |Rallia | Svenja | Scott | Suzy | Sarah | Ruby | Rory | Sandra | Stormi

t-z | Tana | Typhanie | Yenni | Yvonne | Tsveti | Vicky| Thea

Sam’s heart is rising in his throat like it wants nothing more than to choke him. And maybe he should have sooner resigned himself to explosions and super soldiers throwing themselves out of planes and buildings. He hasn’t and that’s a mistake he can’t reverse. 

Dusting ash from his hair and fingering a hole in the elbow of his uniform, Steve is telling Sam that Bucky’s fine. Smoke inhalation and a third degree burn. It was a fifteen story drop he says like he’s proud, and Sam can just imagine Bucky dropping like a stone, metal hand going out to cushion the fall and carrying the momentum into a roll. Sam turns on his heel in the middle of Steve’s sentence and makes his way down sterile white hallways to the med wing. 

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