Friday, July 25, 2014
verylittlebird:

this is the sort of web content i am looking to see every day

verylittlebird:

this is the sort of web content i am looking to see every day

what’s a good way to not go back to work? like, say, i get in a car wreck or something. they wouldn’t make me go back for the day would they?

i hate everything about working there.  i don’t think there is even one good thing.  all of it is bad.  maybe i should have my mom call and complain again, see where that gets me.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

stele3:

orionsnacks:

in the movie a little boy recognises steve at the captain america exhibit. it’s my headcanon that a little girl recognises bucky when he goes to the smithsonian exhibit to find out who he really is

because little girls have heroes too

"You should tie your hair back," a little girl with pitch-black hair says to the Winter Soldier. He stares down at her, silent, but she continues undeterred. "Mommy says that we need to have our hair tied back or we’ll trip over things because we can’t see. She makes me wear these—" She displays her wrist, which is encircled by a rainbow of different hair bands. "—because mine keep falling out. You can’t fight evil if you can’t see it. I want to be a police officer when I grow up. Are you a…"

She trails off, her eyes steadily getting bigger. They dart to the large digital image of James Buchanan Barnes, then back to his face. The Winter Soldier’s eyes dart, too, over the exits and the crowd and the girl’s distracted mother—attempting to corral three other black-haired children—before landing back on the girl’s face, where an improbable grin has begun to grow.

"I knew it," she whispers.

The Winter Soldier blinks down at her, thrown off by the delight in her expression. No one is ever happy to see the Soldier.

The girl reins in her wide grin and does her own scan of the crowd. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell. People can’t handle the truth. But I can.” She turns her shining eyes back to the Soldier.

Slowly, very slowly, the Soldier reaches out with hands that have broken, maimed, strangled, shot, stabbed, and ripped apart human flesh. His voice creaks out of him, rusty with disuse. “Can I have a hair tie?”

Without taking her eyes off him, the girl rolls a light blue one out of the rainbow and hands it over.

(Source: peterquills)

literarysins:

In light of the 50 Shades of Grey trailer coming out today, quick reminder that that book is about an abusive and controlling relationship, not BDSM.

Fanfiction (published or not) is important for women of all ages to explore gender roles and sexuality in a way that is less stigmatized and more accessible. 

But do not do the BDSM community a disservice by calling the relationship described in the book a BDSM experience. 

tordles:

the tongue

Chris Evans laughing + left boob

rogersbarnes:

why the fUCK AM I CRYING ABOUT A VIDEO GAME

Is there a tumblr blog that does like feeds of when marvel fic has been posted to AO3? I know one exists for Merlin/Arthur. Now I’m into like seven different ships with captain America. Gdi.

theanti90smovement:

i dont trust people who dont let their dogs or cats on the furniture u are mean u are cold hearted