Since I’m awake anyway …

You know this part right here:

Where Bucky’s hand is wavering on the gun and then Tony’s all surprised that Bucky actually fired?

I figured out why Bucky’s wavering hand looked so out of place for me – it’s the first time we’ve seen Red Shirt Bucky handle a weapon.   Before this, all the shots we’ve seen of Red Shirt Bucky has been “I don’t do that anymore” and running away by jumping off buildings and riding motorcycles and running with his precious backpack straps.  imhp, Red Shirt Bucky = Pacifist Bucky.

The other Bucky we’ve seen is dressed-in-black, armed-to-the-nines, on-the-warpath-with-Steve Bucky.

So maybe this is the moment when Red Shirt Bucky stops being Pacifist.

Regardless if how it will actually play out in the film, I absolutely LOVE the idea that the character arc for *Bucky* is finding something that *he’s* willing to go to war for – whether it’s Steve, himself, or Steve’s faith in himself, or … ::gasp:: something completely unrelated to Steve. (So many possibilities!)  

Plus it works so well with what we’ve seen in the previous trailer.

Basically I want to read fics now where Bucky chooses not to fight – not because he’s still recovering, not because the Avengers won’t let him, but because He Doesn’t Do That Anymore.

consider: a fight club au with matt the radar technician and his alter ego, kylo ren

Kylo gets me a job as a radar technician, after that Kylo’s holding a lightsaber to my throat and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die. For a long time though, Kylo and I were best friends. People are always asking, did I know about Kylo Ren.

The plasma heat of the lightsaber burning against my neck, Kylo says, “We really won’t die.”

Against my shoulder I can feel the crossguard burning into my technical vest. The crossguards are lateral vents, the strength of the broken Kyber crystal we fashioned into the lightsaber’s core bursting at the seams, necessitating the design. It’s really a release of energy from the power cell, a lot of broken, raw heat spilling out of the energy gate and the excess through the sides.

Shut off the sidelong vents, and the lightsaber’s emitter matrix will invert and blow off your hand.

“This isn’t really death,” Kylo says. “We’ll be legend. We won’t grow old.”

I shift, trying to nudge the uncomfortable heat away from my shoulder, and say, Kylo, you’re thinking of midi-chlorians.

  • A normal persons reaction to the Captain America Civil War big Game spot:Oh woah hehe this looks pretty intense, might go see this in the cinema
  • A marvel fans reaction to the Captain America Civil War big Game spot:*Ugly sobbing noises* Oh my god, no my baby's can't do this mama Steve papa Tony you can't fight. Stop!!!!!! Bucky baby why would you shoot Tony WHY?!?!?! Must go to cinema when this comes out!!! My heart is breaking!!!
  • Blaise Zabini:Gods, this is country! I've half a mind to leave them all behind and keep moving.
  • Draco Malfoy:I've half a mind to go with you.
  • Blaise Zabini:What do you say, just you and me on the road, wands at our sides, a couple of tavern wenches to warm our beds tonight?
  • Draco Malfoy:If you'd asked me twenty years ago.
  • Blaise Zabini:There were wars to fight, women to marry...we never had the chance to be young.
  • Draco Malfoy:[scratches his chin] I recall a few chances.
  • Blaise Zabini:[bursts out laughing] There was that one...oh, what was her name? That Muggle girl of yours? Becca, with the great big tits you could bury your face in?
  • Draco Malfoy:Bessie. She was one of yours.
  • Blaise Zabini:Bessie! Thank the gods for Bessie and her tits!

  ( ⚔ ) ::         The Caucasus is not a place Optimus has been before, and he is feeling a little out of his depth. The Georgian border is an hour’s worth of icy mountainside behind him, and he isn’t expecting to come across any overzealous officials, but he’s still keeping a careful optic about him. He has a permit to move about in Georgia, courtesy of the US liaison team. 

     Not so in Russia. 

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Why do you think the media wants us to know that Louis and Briana are "at war" and always fight with eachother? Life & Style is the 7th article that says Louis and Briana fight and not on good terms. Why do u think they want us to know that?

Well. L&S is not such an indicator, they are shit, but it all goes with the gold digger narrative while painting Louis in positive light, caring etc. but not wwith Briana. Which clashes with TMZ’s they’ve been dating for a year now narrative but. That seems to be just to support the ridiculous fact that he didn’t get pat test done yet, because otherwise it would just be absolutely too absurd, though everyone knows they weren’t dating. Either way this might be solid grounding for pat test and denial pretty easily, it is a good thing that it is happening, more than anything it shows that we are close to an end. 

they’re outnumbered.

i think, when i see a
50 year old man
on the news spitting
hateful words against selfies.

i whisper, as my mom
argues about how
our generations take
everything for granted.

i sigh, watching thousands
of adults walk on a
parade against love.

i shout at my friends,
when they speak about the injustice
they suffer at their homes.

and they believe me.

because us,
millenials and iGen,
we are dreamers,
worldchangers, lovemakers,

and fighters,
for love, for justice,

because while they demonize us
on social media,
we use it to fix the mess they’ve made,
we fight their wars and still
they call us “needy”

Generation Me?
yes, we might as well be.
we stick our asses to a school chair
because we need the future,
we OWN the future,

and a good metal health
is sweet,
but a perfect grade
is thicker.

so, you know,
if you can’t beat ‘em
try harder,
because we don’t give up

and they’re outnumbered.

—  n.l.

“i need your name”, patrochilles fanmix

1. Foals - Night Swimmers (we swim under the moon / in the cool blue lagoon / you count up all my scars / crumble them into stars).
2. Gustavo Santaolalla - Kat’s Gut.
3. Lykke Li - Love Me Like I’m Not Made Of Stone (there’s a war inside my core / i hear it fight, i hear it roar / go ahead, go ahead / lay your head where it burns).
4. Måns Zelmerlöw - Heroes (he said i never left your side / when you were lost i followed right behind / was your foundation / now go sing it like a hummingbird / the greatest anthem ever heard / now sing together).
5. Porter Robinson - Years Of War (Golden Features Remix) (two hundred years of war / fight till we are no more / a curse on the streets of gold / just know that mine is a hand to hold / take back what the kingdom stole / a curse on the streets of gold).
6. Of Mice & Men - Another You (so i’ll carry you with me in my dreams, my memory / so i’ll carry you with me, you’ll always be my memory).
7. George Ezra - Angry Hill (and i see him burning to dust / seen him falling through the shadows / shed a tear and his cheek rusts / seen him falling through the shadows / and it grows, on it goes).
8. Hot Chip - Look At Where We Are (look at where we are / remember where we started out / never gonna be without each other’s love again / look at where we are, are, are / i need your name).


I’m in the middle of writing an actual arc for this blog now which I’ll post about later, but here, I have Bruce being in his late fourties to early fifties. His hair is graying, the wrinkles and the bags under his eyes are deepening. Despite his charismatic appearance to the public, Bruce is TIRED. He’s come to terms with the fact that the war he fights is neverending. He is Sisyphus, doomed by Fate to push his burden up the mountainous hill only for it to come crashing down upon him once he reaches the precipice. But he fights on regardless, because that’s the beauty of his character. At his increasingly advanced age, Batman is a bit slower than he used to be. His muscles are worn, his gaze increasingly less vigilant. To compensate, Bruce has become more tactical. Batman has become less confrontational. Much of his work is done from the Shadows. Though he can still hold his own with the best, his self-confidence wanes. His hair has dulled, and he’s faced with the grim reality that he may die doing this. What happens next? Who becomes Batman? Will there even need to be a Batman? Will Gotham need Bruce Wayne?

Bruce has been working under the alias of Batman for about thirty years now. Having constructed the first Batsuit prototype shortly after his twenty second birthday, his techniques have become increasingly precise and surgical. His attitudes toward other heroes has also changed. While he’s still incredibly paranoid about beings who are essentially all powerful (like Superman or the Martian Manhunter, for example) he’s less opposed to his position as a member of the Justice League and has accepted that the fight for justice cannot be won with a one man army. The Batcomputer still stores hundreds of contingency plans just in case.