Random Asshole: Screw You And The Horse You Rode In On!

I am not in the US but maybe I can help by rebloging

Wanna punch a Nazi?

Can’t help you there, but you can do something in solidarity with Jewish people.

MoveOn

Lift the ban on Maus NOW!

It’s disgraceful that the McMinn County Board of Education in TN banned Maus, a Pulitzer Prize winning graphic novel about the Holocaust tha

Peter: [from the bathroom] Mr Stark I’m out of toilet paper!

Tony: That sounds like a ‘you’ problem, kid

Peter: Don’t underestimate my ability to makes this an ‘us’ problem!

Tony:

Tony: I’m on my way

nikolai lantsov = tony stark

no i will not be elaborating

30. Interrupted (Steve/Tony)

Tony was working himself up into a rant. Well, a bigger rant. It hadn’t taken much to set him off this morning and only been one person had said one thing and, well…

Steve wasn’t sure what had actually been said, but it was enough to make Tony mad and he was just off. He’d been ranting for nearly 5 minutes now, which was highly impressive – not that Steve was listening to what he was saying. 

No, Steve was more focused on the way Tony’s whole body moved as he spoke, how his arms flailing to accent a point and how his hips swayed as he gestured wildly. Steve was also enthralled by the light in Tony’s eyes that showed his passion as his lips twisted into a number of different shapes to form his words. His cheeks were flushed and were only growing darker with every gasped breath as Tony’s words grew stronger and more enraged.  

Today was going to be the day. The thought almost took Steve by surprise, his own brain making decisions for him that came out of the blue. 

But it wasn’t out of the blue, was it? He and Tony had been dancing around this for ages, whatever ‘this’ was. There was only one way to put a definition on that, anyway, Steve told himself. He had to try. 

Before he had really registered what he was doing, Steve was crossing the room with wide strides. As soon as he was close enough, Steve took Tony’s face in his hands and bent down ever so slightly, just enough to make his lips level with Tony’s.

The kiss was perfect.

Tony was taken completely by surprise so Steve was able to position him exactly where he wanted him, angling his neck back as his tongue swept across Tony’s bottom lip. It didn’t take Tony long at all to get with the programme and he gave up control willingly, his arms looping around Steve’s neck as their lips slotted together perfectly. The kiss was long and slow, deep and passionate, and Steve craved more. He pulled Tony closer to him by his hips, wrapping his arms around Tony’s waist as he groaned loudly at the delicious taste of him.

When they pulled apart there was silence in the room. Steve didn’t pay any attention to any of their friends openly staring at them as he kept his eyes firmly on Tony, their gazes locked together as Steve waited for Tony to speak first. It didn’t take long before Tony opened his mouth, but he only said one word.

“Yeah?”

Steve broke into a wide and slow smile and bent down to brush his lips against Tony’s once more. “Yeah.”

Rhodey: Kid? I need you to rate your pain

Peter: [with a dislocated shoulder] Pi. Minimal but never ending

Rhodey: Tony what kind of fucked up hellhole did you find this kid in

But by this logic if you have bad skin you are against trans rights.

That seems...unfair.

People who switch pronouns in songs to no-homo the situation are so funny. The idea literally never even occurred to me as a kid. Couldn’t be me. I am a woman scorned. I am a man who had his heart broken. I am a guy who hates his hometown. I’m a country boy, I’m a city girl. I’m a slut. I’m addicted to cocaine. It’s a song, man.

Aizawa: *removes Eri from his lap to do something else*

Eri: Father is... evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.

Yamada:

Yamada: You're going back to therapy.