Okay, but did anyone else think that Kingsman was basically a Clint/Coulson fic??
- Lower class rebel with abusive parent does illegal/semi-illegal shit - Suave older man in a suit bails him out and tries to get him to join an espionage agency - Lower class rebel gets into fights with other agents about his background - Befriends ruthless woman who becomes his BFF - Suave older spy gets killed by villain while trying to stop him single handedly - Angst - (But everyone in fandom knows suave older spy isn’t actually dead)
+ bonus - Cute dog lower class rebel has a soft spot for - Lower class rebel was once in the armed forces - Samuel L Jackson appears
As someone born and raised in a socialist country, I grew up thinking it was kinda nice. And it was. For a good while it was. But then they ran out of money, and they raised taxes on everybody, and the poor people got poorer, and they raised taxes again. And there still wasn’t enough money, so they cut into the healthcare budget, and into education. And there still wasn’t enough money, because the economy elsewhere collapsed and being a socialist country, they had to go help. So they raised taxes again, and made it illegal to make money in different ways such as renting out a room in your house. They raised taxes again, and now the same people that were supposed to be helped are poorer than they started out. People got angry and expressed concern, so they made it semi illegal to express those concerns - belittling the people, and telling us that those concerns were thinly veiled racism, xenophobia, greed.
There are places and special phone numbers now, where you (anonymously) can tell on your neighbors if they dare rent out a room, smoke around their children, let their kids use Facebook under the age of 16, grow too many plants, leave their cats alone for too long, sell too many things on eBay. And it’s all for safety, and they all have your best interest in mind, but from the outside looking in now I can see that everything people were afraid of during the Cold War is happening, and most people are too blind to see it. Blinded by their ‘free’ stuff. It’s getting out of hand.
My mother told me today, that she finds America to be a strange place. Confusing at times, and overwhelming. But that it’s better, much better than at home. That I dodged a bullet by moving here. And she’s not very excited to “return to that communist hell scape”. The iron curtain is moving west, and some of y'all seriously can’t wait for it to get here.
A/N: Finals are killing me slowly so this was supposed to be uplifting for me. And it was! I just want to thank Fall Out Boy for reminding me that I’m not dying unless I am killed.
Immortals // Dean x Reader
Warnings: Mentions of bad dreams/night terrors.
Request for much much much later when you are feeling better. Dean X reader song fic-fallout boy-immortals. He is"bad behavior but he does it in the best way" “guard dog of all her fever dreams"and "tries to picture him without her, but he can’t"feels that he is the bottom of the barrel"the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass”. Nightmares? Semi-illegal dates? protective? considerably younger reader, but she hunts good and compliments him? She sees good in him that he does not see?