dad and i watch captain america: the winter soldier
oh god it's starting shut up i've been waiting for this for months
THESE ARE THE BICEPS OF FREEDOM
i don't know what's happening but the french guy fighting cap looks like french macklemore
how do you even know who macklemore is?
i'm hip. i'm cool
don't you do it
i'm gonna pop some tags, only got 20 baguettes in my pocket
(five minutes later)
is that the Falcon? that's totally the Falcon
how do you know?
i used to read the comic books trust me on this i'm an expert. his superpower was that he could talk to birds
i mean in hindsight it probably wasn't the most useful thing ever
if this winter soldier is supposedly a ghost in the machine that nobody's ever seen, and nobody will ever catch, you would think showing up in broad daylight and blowing up cars would not be his modus operandi
how the heck did he laser through concrete??
idk dad it's nick fury he can probably do whatever he wants
i'm sorry attractive nurse who just so happens to live next door, my heart belongs to a seventy year russian dude with a bionic arm
nick fury isn't dead. justice never dies. he probably has a billion clones in some top secret storage facility, just waiting for their organ harvest.
ew dad gross no
i really relate to that apple store employee
we all do dad
oh that's that guy from the first movie! i remember him! he was my favorite, his eyes were so blue, and he loved steve so much. i wanted them to get together
dad good god
he was a little less marilyn manson at that point though
not that guyliner isn't a good look for this guy
when a deadly russian assassin wears eyeliner, it's 'he's so dreamy' and 'wow what a badass'
but when i do it it's 'you're too old' and 'bald guys can't pull off make-up'
dad it was halloween and it was one time you need to let this go
so bucky barnes, aka cute cocky guy who died in the first movie, aka steve roger's best friend/boyfriend, is a top secret super scary brainwashed hydra agent?
do you think single handedly destroying jets is just a common, everyday thing for cap? punch a few tanks, feed a few pigeons, take out a plane, help old ladies cross the street...
captain america is like your grandad minus the booze and the cussing
in all honesty that was a little anti-climactic
i was 100% sure nick fury was gonna descend majestically from the heavens, 'All I do is Win' blaring in the background, and single-handedly save everyone's ass
scarjo and chris evans are two of the most beautiful people in the world and they are both in this movie and i don't know how to feel about it i have butterflies in my stomach i'm a schoolboy again
you know on second thought we should have brought mom
where's hawkeye? where's bruce? where's tony? where's thor? WHERE ARE ALL THE OTHER AVENGERS AS THE ENTIRETY OF SHIELD IS COMPROMISED AND NICK FURY DIES
I want you so much. I don’t want to hold you in my arms, I want us to hold each other because we’ve always been equal like that.
I want to complain about your coconut oil hair, but I secretly love it. I want to feel love leave my eyes, lost and lonesome until it reaches yours. I want a dead arm from you lying on me, but I’d rather die than move.
I want to be cold, I want you to complain but you’ll warm me up anyway. I want to hold your hand all night, Intertwining fingers like we locked our love and clipped it to a bridge.
I want your freshly-brushed teeth to push breaths of air onto my face, making me wear your love like a mask for everyone to see. I want to kiss the tip of your nose, So that you know I love you like you’re my childhood best friend, But I also want to kiss you for the truth, That I’ve been waiting years to love you like I do.
give me a Sirius Black who is hurt. give me a Sirius Black who is angry. give me a Sirius Black who is utterly terrified. give me a Sirius Black who is traumatized from years of parental abuse, who finds himself unable to breathe sometimes because something James says jokingly far too closely resembles all the poison his mother spews intentionally. give me a Sirius Black who wakes up in a cold sweat with his mother’s vile words ringing in his ears, who crawls into bed with Remus because he knows he will understand.
give me a Remus Lupin who is conflicted. give me a Remus Lupin who very much loves his parents, but can’t forget his father’s prejudices, no matter how much he’s changed. give me a Remus Lupin who remembers exactly how it felt to be bitten, to feel as if his blood had turned to venom. give me a Remus Lupin whose scars are not all from the full moon. give me a Remus Lupin who wordlessly wraps his arms around Sirius in the dead of night, when the only sounds to be heard are the sobs being torn from Sirius’s throat. give me a Remus Lupin who understands far too well. give me a Remus Lupin who runs his hands through Sirius’s hair and places a kiss on his forehead and promises, “it’s okay. it’s okay. I’ve got you.”
Warnings: Lots of angst, language, mentions of death
Word count: 1482
Summary: Dean thinks the reader left him for someone else but is that the real reason?
A/N: This fic is for my newly introduced “songfic friday”. Song inspiration for this one was “Breakeven” by The Script.
“Sometimes the strongest among us are the ones who smile through silent pain, cry behind closed doors, and fight battles nobody knows about.” -Unknown
voice, thick with anger and despair filled your ears as you threw your clothes haphazardly
into your suitcase.
you think you’re doing Y/N? You’re going to bail out on me and Sammy just like
that? After everything we have went through you’re going to call it quits? Because
of what? Is it me? Did I do something wrong?”
words brought tears to your eyes. You were seconds away from breaking his heart
but you had to do this. You did not have another choice, not after what you had found out a while ago. Your hands were shaking; you stopped
what you were doing and took a deep breath. Turning towards your soon to be
ex-boyfriend, you looked into his eyes. He stopped with his wild gestures, his
chest heaving from all the anger and frustration.
swallowed the lump in your throat and started to speak, trying to sound as cold
as possible. “I can’t do this anymore Dean. I don’t want to. Yes, I quit. I’m
leaving you. This was never the life I imagined for myself. I want more, okay?
And you can’t give me more Dean. I’m sorry.”
His arms dropped
dead to his sides. His mouth fell slightly open and a shocked expression spread
across his face as he stared at you, letting your words sink in. “You’re… What?
Why? I thought… I mean we talked about this. You never wanted more. What
see in his slumped shoulders and teary eyes how much you had hurt him. ”I have to do this,” you kept telling
yourself in your mind.
know Dean, okay? I simply changed my mind. I want to get married and have kids
and I want to come home to something that is not as broken as what we have. Let
me go Dean. I’m done. Let me be happy.”
You continued to pack the last pieces of clothing
and zipped your suitcase; you didn’t have the courage to look him in the eyes right now. The guilt you felt when doing so made you question your decision but there was no going back now.
When your relationship with Harrison falls apart, it’s the most unexpected person who comes to your rescue
Warnings: drinking, language, smutty smut
A/N: ok I made Harrison seem like SUCH A BAD GUY but it was the only way to make this request work lmao PLZ DON’T HATE ME
Harrison and I were once the perfect couple. Every single day was perfect, so long as it was with him. Hell, even going to the DMV could be a blast if he would accompany me. There wasn’t a day when I didn’t picture what our life would be like: a bunch of kids, a big country house in Southwest London, and eventually growing old somewhere on a remote beach. That was all before he started prioritizing other things. The two of us would go out almost every weekend, c’mon, we were British for fuck’s sake. We would get completely wrecked, then poor Tom would have to drive us back to our apartment where we would have beautiful, loving, and filthy sex.