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    1 day ago

    kaciart:

spoilerlandanswerblog reblogged this from you and added:
Preserum!Steve being taught how to dance by Bucky? OR if we’re going for angsty, the first time Post-TWS Steve…
lilbitobsessive answered: Awkward dancing :D
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"You know, Stevie, when you’re dancing with a dame, you’re gonna have to stop looking at your feet"
(Bucky just wants Steve to look at him, so this will be his last memory before he ships out)

    kaciart:

    spoilerlandanswerblog reblogged this from you and added:

    Preserum!Steve being taught how to dance by Bucky? OR if we’re going for angsty, the first time Post-TWS Steve…

    lilbitobsessive answered: Awkward dancing :D

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    "You know, Stevie, when you’re dancing with a dame, you’re gonna have to stop looking at your feet"

    (Bucky just wants Steve to look at him, so this will be his last memory before he ships out)

    (via pengiesama)

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    lithefider:

    1. fearlingdevil said: // Holy shit, you can do it tho! Who all are you cosplaying at this con?
    1. princeofbadassery said: SEW ALL THE THINGS!!! (I got 18 days till my con and I have 4 cosplays to finish, one I haven’t even started. D: )
    2. basicallydragonbait said: [[You can do it dude!]]

    Thanks everyone <3

    The major sewing I am doing is MAKING PLUSHIES as I am selling there and have not really made stock…I’ve been either working on commissions, tired / feeling blah, working, working on costumes, etc etc. Though it is a smaller con so I won’t need a huge amount of stock anyway.

    I am cosplaying Good Cop Bad Cop, Pitch, BLU Spy, and Punk Rainbowdash!  I only have a little left to finish for Rainbow Dash, and GCBC just needs his gun but is otherwise done.

    *CUTS OUT ANOTHER QUIZZY AND SOME OWLS*

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    silencedrowns

    reblogging for silencedrowns bcz perfect gif is perfect

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    2 days ago

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    2 days ago

    unicornempire:

    Salt & Burn is finally available online! It’s been a long and winding road, but now you and your friends can hunt the things that go bump in the night! Play as a Hunter of the supernatural that travels the board, killing monster and saving lives. The first Hunter to save 10 lives wins the game! You can read more about the game in the Etsy listing or visit saltandburn.com to see other people playing the game and read the rules.

    We also have the Bitten Booster Pack and the Brothers Booster Pack available, each one adding extra gameplay and alternate methods of play.

    Due to problems with our laser cutter, we only have enough of the original laser-cut acrylic player tokens and hearts for 25-30 games. After those are sold, we’re going to be revisiting the game and replacing the tokens with cardboard chits, so if you want to get the full original game, here’s your chance. Thanks guys, happy hunting!

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    2 days ago

    nonasuch:

    additionally, I CANNOT GET OVER Steve’s fucking Sadness Errands that he keeps running around DC, like, his schedule literally goes

    6 AM: jogging

    7:15: unburden soul to total stranger, lacking better options

    3 PM: visit own museum exhibit to stare at the Dead Best Friend Wall

    4:30: attempt meaningful human connection with sole surviving contemporary; fail due to Alzheimer’s

    6 PM: dinner for one

    7 PM: contemplate own loneliness, probably

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    3 days ago

    I made myself sad because I realized Agents of SHIELD would be much improved if it was more like Get Smart.

    Give us the Coulson Show, damnit. It would be much, much more entertaining than the Merry Antics of Babysitter Coulson and his Conventionally Attractive 20something Agents who look like Teenagers.

    Now i just miss Get Smart.

    get smart

    agents of shield

    phil coulson

    agent coulson

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    4 days ago

    420goku:

    ugh jojo fans are such posers

    (via beepbeep-pyrocar)

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    4 days ago

    Anonymous asked

    i'm confused about that gifset from the first captain america movie where everyone is cheering for steve and bucky is too but then when steve turns around, bucky's face falls. like. why? did he have something to be upset about? maybe i'm just missing a lot of context

    oakttree:

    apfelgranate: #though i’d say that /some/ of that resentment is in fact directed at steve #i don’t remember who said it; but basically #steve; the kid bucky grew up protecting; got turned into a demigod #while bucky was getting tortured by hydra #and that’s something not many people would be able to take in stride #obviously it’s not steve’s fault bucky got captured etc; but try telling that to the guy who is suddenly invisible next to steve #'this is like a horrible dream; i'm turning into you' #yeah he’s laughing as he says it; but it’s not exactly happy #is it 

    yeah, i’d agree with this; i think it’s made explicit in the last paragraph, though:

    ilvalentinos:

    i think the most important thing to remember in that scene is that bucky literally just came out of a cell where he was being tortured for days. (and you know that he was being tortured/experimented on bc even before we knew he survived, he was muttering name rank and serial number on that bench which are the only things a soldier is allowed to reveal under torture, and also to get the level of treatment that’s entitled to their rank.) and it’s very clear and very obvious in sebstan’s choices that the bucky that came out of that hydra base is not the bucky who sauntered down the alleyway towards steve who didn’t know, really, what he was going into.

    just basing it off the movie, he’s a boy who gets sold the idea of this war. that he was going to wear these clean pressed uniforms and tilt his hat all cocky like and swagger down the street with a girl on each arm, that he was going to go overseas - something that he wouldn’t have been able to do before because while wealthy young men still did the grand tour, he is not a wealthy young man - and kill nazis and fight the good fight and come back. war isn’t a call of duty; war isn’t even an aspiration; war is an adventure. he was going to come back and steve was going to be safe drafting up propaganda posters or picking up trash or whatever, and he was going to find himself a girl and find steve a girl and this entire war is going to be a great adventure, and he’s leaving the hero and he will come back still a hero. it’s not that he’s blind to the casualties of war - ‘this isn’t a back alley, steve.’ - it’s just that he didn’t think those same risks would apply to himself; not in the sense that he thought he wouldn’t die, but in the sense that he thought he wouldn’t have to get his hands dirty.

    and that’s really what it is - it’s envy in some respects, but mostly i think it’s bitterness and it’s resentment; not at steve - never at steve - but at this war and at the universe and at this army and this country for leaving him for dead, for selling him this idea of glory and adventure and giving him instead two weeks on a bench screaming himself hoarse while the higher ups washed their hands and said there was nothing they could do. this is how the war narrative goes: the boy soldier goes to war and overcomes his hardships, he gets the girl and he punches the bad guy in the face. he comes back a man and he might be scarred and changed and he might have bad dreams, but he comes back whole. bucky barnes did not come back whole. bucky barnes, in all the ways that matter, did not come back. the great part of the first captain america film - even though it was a straight up hero origin story - is that it subverts that classic war narrative. two boys from brooklyn go to war, and one gets turned into a super soldier while another falls screaming into the abyss, one gets buffed and shined into the symbol of a nation and another gets his hands dirty becoming the underside of the war, but neither one of these boys come back. this is what happens. neither steve rogers nor bucky barnes came back whole. neither steve rogers nor bucky barnes ever stopped fighting in that war; so that’s really what it is to me, the realization there that this isn’t the fight he signed up for, that yes, steve just saved a couple hundred men single handedly but what does it say about the people he’s fighting for that steve had to do that alone in the first place? what does it say about the people he’s volunteering himself for that they’d leave these people to die screaming themselves hoarse on a mad scientist’s bench? 

    and then the fact that steve wants to go back. that he’s so good and so true and so kind and so stupid that he can’t see what bucky sees, that these people will rip him up and spit him back out only they never do and never can because steve is just. that. good. and he wants to go back, and on the surface - at least right at this point - he’s living out the war hero narrative that should be bucky’s, was bucky’s for all intents and purposes, that the same experience that ruined him from inside out and changed him in ways he couldn’t even put his finger on only buffed steve’s shine more and made him the hero, the icon, the myth. bucky comes back from the hydra base the bare husk of what he had been. steve came more as more. and you can love someone with your whole heart - as bucky does - you can be willing to do anything for them, but some part of you, something small and ugly and dark, it’s always going to be resentful that the worst experience of your life is the best adventure of someone else’s. some part of him will always be screaming on that bench. 

    and you can love someone with your whole heart - as bucky does - you can be willing to do anything for them, but some part of you, something small and ugly and dark, it’s always going to be resentful that the worst experience of your life is the best adventure of someone else’s. some part of him will always be screaming on that bench.

    i think that’s one of the most tragic parts of the story: the one good thing in both steve’s and bucky’s lives was their friendship, and even that was polluted and soured by war.

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    6 days ago

    xopachi:

    skwinky:

    lntruding:

    Have you ever been to earth?

    On earth, we use the word “burrito” to describe a tortilla filled with things you eat. Pretty simple stuff, and I’m surprised you at least got that part right. My burrito was, in fact, filled with food. In this, you and I agree and are friends. But this is also where my lifelong hatred begins for you and anyone else whose brain has been repeatedly scrubbed with the same mixture of bleach and Pop Rocks as yours has. Because that should have killed you, but left you around long enough to do what you did to me today. Let me explain:

    You’re an idiot.

    Let me further explain:

    Burritos are eaten from one end to the other. So that means when you assemble a burrito with motherfucking ZONES of ingredients going that direction, you create a disgusting experience for the burrito’s end user. When you make a burrito, you should put the ingredients in layerslengthwise. That way, every bite has AT LEAST A FUCKING CHANCE of getting at least two types of ingredients, and there is little chance of becoming almost hopelessly trapped in a goddamned cilantro cavern.

    Have you ever eaten one of the things you make all fucking day? You should try one. They are pretty good WHEN YOU ARE NOT WILLING YOURSELF THROUGH THE FUCKING EMPIRE OF SOUR CREAM ONLY TO END UP IN LETTUCE COUNTRY.

    When you eat a burrito, you don’t stand it up and bite down on it lengthwise like a fucking Rancor. Humans can’t usually dislocate their jaws, and I’m not a fucking pelican. But you must think that’s how it’s done, since that would be THE ONLY FUCKING WAY to take a bite of your crapstrosity and have it taste like a burrito.

    And guess what else, player? You probably can’t guess anything, because I’m pretty sure you’re just a mop with a hat on it that fell over and spilled some shit into a tortilla, but just in case, here’s what:

    Humans also don’t eat burritos like fucking corn on the cob. Like a fucking typewriter from one end to the other a little at a time and then DING next line. But today I wish I had tried that. Because at least THEN I would be able to eat some rice, then beans, then be all like HEY BEANS I’LL BE RIGHT BACK JUST GOING OVER HERE TO THE GUACAMOLE FOR A SECOND.

    Nope.

    My experience was more like HEY BEANS IT’S JUST GOING TO BE YOU AND I FOR A MINUTE UNTIL I CAN FUCKING EXCAVATE THE RICE FROM BENEATH YOU BUT BY THEN YOU WILL BE A FADING MEMORY OH HEY I WAS WRONG I’M IN THE FUCKING CHEESEOSPHERE NOW RICE MUST BE NEXT I HOPE IT’S NOT ANOTHER FUCKING SALSA POCKET.

    You built this thing like a fucking pack of LifeSavers.

    And don’t even fucking think I’m about to open this shit up and re-engineer your nonsense 90 degrees. I ALREADY PUT A HOLE IN IT WITH MY FUCKING MOUTH. YEAH. THAT’S HOW I DISCOVERED YOU FUCKING SUCK AT LOOKING AT THINGS. I AM NOT GOING TO DO FUCKING TORTILLA ORIGAMI TO GET THIS SHIT BACK TOGETHER, ONLY TO END UP WITH A BURRITO THAT’S BEEN SHOT IN THE GUT AND IS BLEEDING YOUR INEPTITUDE.

    What’s that? I should ask you to mix it up first next time? IS THIS JAMBA JUICE? I DON’T WANT TO DRINK MY FUCKING BURRITO THROUGH A BENDY STRAW, AND I DON’T WANT A PILE OF BURRITO SOUP IN A FLOUR CAN.

    I just want a burrito.

    In conclusion:

    You’re the worst thing that has ever happened to the universe, you owe everyone everywhere an apology for this burritobomination, and I hope your babies look like monkeys.


    UPDATE FOR EVERYONE WHO SAID “JUST EAT IT WITH A FORK”:

    A fucking fork?

    I DIDN’T ORDER THE FUCKING COBBURRITO SALAD.

    If anyone ever handed me a burrito with a fork, THEY WOULD BE WEARING A BRAND NEW BURRITO HAT FROM MY FALL COLLECTION TEN SECONDS LATER.

    That’s like buying a car and having them hand you a fucking wrench with the keys. Like YEAH WE KNOW THIS MOTHERFUCKER’S GOING TO EXPLODE AND BE SPREAD ACROSS EIGHT LANES AS SOON AS YOU HIT THE GAS, BUT SHIT, WE GAVE YOU A WRENCH, SO BE COOL.

    Jesus already gave me two burrito forks. One at the end of each arm. They’re called fucking HANDS.

    A fork. My god. I haven’t cried since I was six, but I’m fucking sobbing now.

    People eat burritos with forks?

    God is sorry he made us.

    (Source)

    I always need this on my blog.

    I can’t be laughing this hard in the morning. 

    (via shinjis9)

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    6 days ago

    laureneifs:

    basically i am a cosmic entity 

    (via mags-meandering)

    silencedrowns