Do you ever think about the leather vest from Bucky's first appearance as the Winter Soldier? U know the one. The one with the buckles and the black leather and the ability to sexually frustrate someone until they literally explode. The one that I would 100% let Bucky wear as he fucked me. Yeah that one. Anyway do you ever think about that vest and just die.
DO YOU MEAN
THIS
FUCKING
VEST
?????
Because I DO, anon.
I DO.
“Is that Bucky?”
KEEP MY WIFES NAME OUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING MOUTH JOHN
can someone please explain to me how not wanting to have children is selfish?? all these people berating and judging me for not wanting kids is astounding. like, i don’t see how it’s selfish to not want to bring another person into a world that’s on fire. i am literally not fit to be a mother, so it’d actually be extremely selfish of me to bring someone into this world when i know i won’t be able to care for them like they should be. just because you’re jealous that you don’t get to do what you want when you want to do it doesn’t mean you have to push that frustration onto me.
honestly it's so wild to me that sam and bucky's relationship has gone through the development it has, to the point where it's unironically one of the healthiest relationships in the mcu. from the steering wheel incident in the winter soldier, to their incredible "asshole i'm forced to work together with" dynamic in civil war (best part of the movie ngl), to them truly working past their differences and genuinely growing to care about each other in tfatws.
and now they're at a point where bucky dropped everything to comfort sam when he needed it, and sam trusted him to be completely vulnerable with him. and of course the canon "i love you". it's incredible to see how far they've come and i can't wait to see more of their relationship in the future.
“spencer reid isnt coming back for season 18”
my honest reaction to that info:
The way most autism literature describes "literal interpretation" is often not at all similar to how I experience it. Teenage me even thought I couldn't be autistic because I've always been able to learn metaphors easily.
In fact, I love wordplay of all kinds. Teenage me was fascinated to learn all the types of figurative language there are in poetry and literature.
But paperwork and questionnaires are hard, because there's so much they don't state clearly. Or they don't leave room for enough nuance.
"List all the jobs you've had, with start and end dates." What if I don't remember the exact day or month? Is the year enough?
"Have you been suffering from blurred vision?" Well, if I take off my glasses the whole world is blurred, but I'm fairly sure that's not what the intake form at the optometrist is asking.
Or the infamous (and infuriatingly stereotypical) "Would you rather go to a library or a party?" What sort of party? Where? Who's there? I work at a library. Am I currently at the library for work or pleasure? Does it have a good collection?
It's not common figures of speech that confound me. It's ambiguity, in situations that aren't supposed to be ambiguous.
absolutely cracking me up that Florence in the new fandango TBolts cast interview talking about filming the scene with Sebastian on the motorcycle chasing them and how they have a take where Wyatt as John turns around and just cheerfully shouts “BUCKKKKKYYYYYYY!” 🤣🤣🤣
John truly is Bucky’s number one fan confirmed 😂
I’ve been thinking so hard about Stucky recently (and of course I live in this beautiful la la land where Bucky comes back to Steve after CA:TWS and CA:CW never happens) but like, every time Bucky remembers something, it’s something he’s already lost. Everyone focuses on his relationship with Steve which is like, why we’re all here obviously. But like, the pain of realizing the last time you saw your mother was 70 years ago. The last thing your sister ever said to you was “See you soon!” and then she lived her whole life without you. You missed everything. The guilt, the grief. Steve had no siblings, never knew his father, and his mother died when he was 18 so he had already learned to carry it by the time he went under the ice at 26. He knew how to get by on his own, but Bucky never did. Steve tries his best to be there for Bucky when he wakes up one day and remembers that he had a family. Sometimes being there for him means taking him to the cemetery, finding his parents graves and letting him sob over them, like Steve had done over Buck’s empty grave in Arlington when his feet took him there on the nights he couldn’t sleep.