Why are Tumblers all afraid to talk to each other? Like, don’t be intimidated by that nerd you nerd. “They’re just as afraid of you as you are them”. You’re interested in the same things, you have everything to talk about. If you were waiting for a sign, this is your sign. Go make your move.
“I just wondered what a thing it would be … if overnight everything you owe anything to, justice, or love, had really gone away. Free.
It would be … heartless terror. Yes. Terrible, and …
Very great. To shed skin, every old skin, one by one and then walk away, unencumbered, into the morning.”
Angels in America, Part One: Millenium Approaches (Tony Kushner)
“From what Mr. Stark has told me, Captain Rodgers relied heavily on you. For courage, strategy, and moral guidance. You were his support. Your desire to help others is noble, but I doubt you’ll find much success unless you allow others to help you.”
I’m hungry, I hope you feed me [a Roman Godfrey fanmix]
Graven Images Zack Hemsey // Somebody’s Sins Tricky // Creep Clint Mansell & Coco Sumner // Dear Darkness PJ Harvey // Wicked Game Katie Kim // God’s Gonna Cut You Down Detroit Social Scene // Blah Blah Blah Say Hi To Your Mom // Desire Meg Myers
a couple of doodles from this post-tws au fic-thingy i’m working on where bucky falls in love with colourful t-shirts, baggy sweatpants, and cosy hoodies, and finds himself through gardening
he likes getting dirt stuck in the creases on his metal arm and under his fingernails on his flesh hand. he enjoys washing it all out at the end of the day, seeing the water in the sink go from mirky brown to clear. sometimes he even has to wash them three times to get all the grime out, but he doesn’t mind