Bitty groans and holds onto the blankets but Ransom gets a good grip on them and rips them all off at once.
“Justin Oluransi I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’m never making pie for you again. I mean it. I need my rest. I was up late studying.”
“I was to studying.” He only talked to Jack for ten minutes. Fifteen tops. “And if you don’t let me sleep for the remaining 25 minutes that I am allowed I am taking every single piece of dessert that I make here and bringing it to the LAX house. You’re going to ruin it for everyone.”
“Jeeze,” Ransom says with a roll of his eyes. “So dramatic. Just like your boyfriend.”
I’ve been wanting to make a post about this for a while, even though I might be the only person invested in this, but anyway, here we go.
I’ve seen mentioned several times, in posts about the movie and in fics that the Winter Soldier shot Nick Fury through the window of Steve’s apartment, and every time it makes me groan in frustration because no.
The Winter Soldier didn’t shoot Fury through a window, he shot him through a wall, and I don’t know about you, but it seems like a pretty big difference to me.
(bullet hole in the wall!!)
When I saw the scene the first time, I remember thinking holy shit??? that’s crazy, and for me that’s when the Winter Soldier really became a real, terrifyingly good assassin, that’s when his image as a serious threat solidified.
Read about the blogger getting carried away under the read more.
I always thought that you would chase me if I ever left. I thought that you’d care too much to let me go so easily. Your pride just happened to be greater than your love for me, I guess. But love shouldn’t be prideful. As a matter of fact, I long to be the victim of a love that doesn’t know those sorts of petty limits. I wait to crest the tops of an affection so sweet, that distance isn’t an issue but too far is still too much. I want the love I share with someone else to be strong enough to support the weight of tears that were never supposed to be shed. I want the love I receive from someone to be what makes it impossible to feel so lonely, so desperate, anymore, to be what makes this bitter world warm.
Things will work out when they work out. If they don’t work out the way you intend, don’t fret. It is probably a reminder that something needs change or attention. It’s another experience under your belt. It’s another lesson learned. Even the best fall down sometimes…don’t be so hard on yourself. Please don’t be so hard on yourself.