it’s like everyone on my dash is discovering buffy at the same time and they just got to the body episode together and damn do i feel horrible for them
what about when bucky joins the avengers and he’s back to his old overprotective boyfriend self and is always keeping an eye out for steve on missions
like he’ll perch up on the tops of buildings with his sharpshooter and gun down every baddy before they get a chance to come within five feet of steve
and steve just yells up to wherever he thinks the rain of bullets is coming from and is like “let me hit SOMEONE bucky!”
I wanted to be an actress that cried a lot onscreen and got a ton of awards for it.
If that didn’t work out, Build-A-Bear Workshop employee.
i sort of want to answer questions in my inbox idk why
"i want to watch captain america 2 again," i say as i walk out of the theater after watching captain america 2 for the fourth time
It’s hilarious that non-Americans on Tumblr are all like “OMG DENNY’S TUMBLR MAKES ME WISH I LIVED IN AMERICA SO I COULD EAT THERE,” while us Americans will literally only eat at Dennys if it’s 3 in the morning and we’ve lost control of our life.
You don’t go to Denny’s. You end up at Denny’s.
And not that Denny’s. Let’s go to the good one across town.
The accuracy of this scares me so much
Oh my god, how sweet are you? I can’t say I have many because I just read, I don’t have titles, bUT I’M SLOWLY FINDING THEM AGAIN SO HERE ARE THE ONES I HAVE READ
THERE’S MORE BUT THAT’S THE ONES I COULD FIND WHILE TRYING TO WATCH HANNIBAL IF I CAN FIND THE PTSD FIC THAT RUINED MY HEART THEN I WILL POST IT BUT I WAS DUMB AND I CAN’T FIND THE TITLE
but i think what fucking kills me is that we have to sit through this film the whole time being fed the message that bucky would rather die than not be in control of his own body and mind and yet we get to watch him destroy the world and a part of me is really fucking glad they went with a different ending than the comics because i literally could not handle bucky ending up 100% aware of what he’s done in the last 50+ years and the image of steve rogers having to watch his friend’s memory capacity go from zero to sixty in nanoseconds with absolutely no way to help him except to reassure him that he has, he is, and will always be there