I have a thing (like most in the marvel fandom), for the phrase “I’m with you till the end of the line”. So this is a little reimagine of that. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: fluffy, fluff, fluff. Angst(?) but not really.
“Okay so August through January is filming for that movie” I point to the corresponding script, waiting for confirmation. He nods before I continue, “and then March through June is filming for that one” He nods his confirmation again. “And they’re both in Atlanta?” I question.
“No, first one is Atlanta, second one is Atlanta for the first few weeks and then we go to Europe for a while”
“God, it’s literally all year, I’m going to be gone all year” He buries his face in his hands and I can see his stress bubbling.
THEY JUST DROPPED THE FIRST TRAILER FOR THE NEW CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS MOVIE AND I’M *fucK ING* SCRE A M I N G
Dav Pilkey was my hero! He had ADHD like me! And dyslexia like my littlest brother Beau, who also adores it, and he drew in class and school and didn’t care what the teachers said and was MY IDOL!!! And now I get to see my favourite book superhero of ALL TIME THAT HE MADE ON THE BIG SCREEN?!!!!
*iM H App Y*
Me and Beau are going to go see it in the cinema on June 2, WHICH IS ALSO MY BIRTHDAY!! HOLY SH I T!!!!! **AAAAAAAA!!!!**
I’m in a Beauty and the Beast trash can, by the way. Like, I’m not even kidding. I’ve been waiting for this movie for years and now that I’ve seen it… I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s what I will sing for weeks. And the Beast… Hot damn.
I’m still celebrating the fact that his name is Mieczysław Stilinski. Like Poland/Polish language is never mentioned in my favorite tv shows/movies and now my ultimate favorite character has a polish name. I’m so amazed by it.
“Oh, man! I mean, it was exciting to see and then we went through many, many, many versions of it. So it wasn’t like, ‘Oh there it is! And it’s done and she’s putting it on!’ But it was still thrilling just to see her. That and seeing her in the blue in the village, it just felt like, Oh my god. It was thrilling, I think, is the only word.“
All my life, baby, the only thing I ever want to do is run away. What kind of mama is that? I wish I could feel other things, baby. Like excitement that you’re with me now or faith that I’ll be a good mama, even if my life ain’t such a good place and the world as I see it ain’t so pretty like they’d have you believe in this book. Anyway, I’m writing this letter to you. It sounds more like a letter to me, don’t it? Love, Mama.