if u donuts wanna start shipping new star wars characters then be my fucking guest but mama din’t raise no fool. im waitin til i know who related to who so i don’t have to spend the next ten years in the shower praying for forgiveness. fool me once, george lucas.
It always pisses me off whenever fic writers forget that Steve Rogers also had a shit-ton of Bad Things to happen to him or at least marginalize it because Bucky had it worse.
Look, I’m not arguing that it isn’t true. Bucky’s
definitely had the worst end of the whole deal so this isn’t and this shouldn’t be a contest in which, “Your pain and experience is worse, so you should get help and we’ll just ignore the other guy.”
Consider the shit Steve’s gone through:
a. Has PTSD. Possible suicidal tendencies. Depression.
b. Has no other family or relatives to go home to - by the time Steve wakes up, any possible support system he might have had is long gone. The Commandos are either dead or too old. Peggy Carter is the same. Bucky, of course, is out of the picture. Steve has never come home from his war. Never.
c. Was apparently isolated by SHIELD in the first few days of his awakening and then pretty much manipulated into joining the group. Also, the first thing SHIELD does to him is lie. Nick Fury also lied to him about Phase 2 and while I don’t doubt Fury’s got better intentions than someone like Alexander Pierce…. that is not a good way to treat a man who’s led covert ops and been around spies in freakin’ World War II.
d. SHIELD is actually HYDRA and has been torturing and brainwashing and fucking over Steve’s Best Friend and Only Family. So basically, Steve died for nothing.
e. The entirety of the whole Winter Soldier mess.
f. Everything special about you came from a bottle. I honestly think those words still haunt Steve, especially in the wake of the whole Winter Soldier shitstorm.
g. Is still expected to be Captain America, beacon of hope and justice and right and he still pushes on, even as he deals with a world that’s vastly different from what he knows, with people who constantly remind him that he’s out of touch and out of sync, even if it’s in a good-natured, teasing way, even as he comes to grips with the fact that Bucky, his best friend, will never be the man he’s known and the fact that he should have jumped after his friend on the train, even as Bucky, with his memory all FUBAR’d, jumped after him on the helicarrier. TL;DR - Steve deals with a poison stew of grief and guilt and anger on a daily basis.
Seriously, the only one I’ve seen who pretty much just comes close to understanding the crap he’s gone through is Sam Wilson. Who gets that it’s not a contest of who got the worst experience - just recognizes that Steve is also in pain and hurting and shouldn’t be shuffled aside and told to “walk it off” because Bucky is the tortured POW, not him. TL;DR: Steve Rogers also needs a hug. A LOT of hugs. A LOT of kindness and understanding. Especially from the people who are supposed to be his friends.
where a grad student becomes a supervillain for extra credit since their doctoral committee is lowkey three of the city’s supervillains. and they meet the hero who is cute and charming and idealistic. and damn, extra credit is so not worth this. but damn, grad school is expensive and the job market is competitive
“there’s good in you”
“i really think all that’s in me at this point is ramen, red bull and spite”
Just letting y’all know I’ve scrolled past that “reblog or your mom will die in x amount of seconds” post several times and nothings happened. She’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I promise nothing will happen to your mother if you don’t reblog it. Fuck the person who made that post in the first place because it’s just cruel and does nothing but play around with people’s anxiety.
at what point in history do you think americans stopped having british accents
Actually, Americans still have the original British accent. We kept it over time and Britain didn’t. What we currently coin as a British accent developed in England during the 19th century among the upper class as a symbol of status. Historians often claim that Shakespeare sounds better in an American accent.
whAT THE FUCK
I’m too tired for this
Always add in the video that according to linguists, Native southern drawl is a slowed down British.
ahh yes earth day where we pretend that the reason human beings are fucking the earth over is because your mom doesn’t recycle and not because global corporations are ducking national regulations and then calling their products “green” because they donate to an organization to save cute animals in your name
It’s been a while since a big election and this is the first time some Tumblrites are voting so here’s a quick warning:
Please Don’t Snapchat, Instagram, take a selfie with, etc, your vote in the voting booth! There are laws in almost every state forbidding sharing your vote, especially if polls haven’t closer yet. If any officials get wind of it they can invalidate your vote, basically throw it away. This was actually a thing during Obama’s election.
So make sure you get out and vote, and make sure it counts! Keep your phone in your pocket for this one.
One of my biggest fears about this election is that all the millennials are gonna come out and vote for Bernie Sanders and forget to vote for anybody else. Every seat in the House of Representatives is up for reelection and a bunch of Senate seats are up as well. Most states do their governor and state legislature during mid-terms (which means we’re all gonna need to go out again in 2018), but a few are open in this cycle and people living in those states need to know about that too.
There are two things about American politics that nobody seems to know and everyone should: republicans only win when people don’t vote and local politics affect you at least as much as national level shit. Vote for your favorite Presidential candidate, but also vote for like, city council and state representative and stuff. It’s all important and if we as a generation want to make real change we need to flex our voting power at every level of government and show our country that we are a political force to be reckoned with. I want to see us out, in force, in every election until we’re all goddamned dead. Because that’s how shit gets done in a democracy.
this generation gets dragged so much and insulted so much and called conceited and careless and lazy and stupid and yet we’re just taking selfies when we think we look nice and complimenting each other and educating ourselves and un-learning internalized prejudices and we care so much about the world and the future and we’re so tolerant and passionate and perseverant and i love it. i love it so much. everyone hated us and we just didn’t care. everyone hated us so we learned to love ourselves
this generation gets dragged so much and insulted so much and called conceited and careless and lazy and stupid and yet we’re just taking selfies when we think we look nice and complimenting each other and educating ourselves and un-learning internalized prejudices and we care so much about the world and the future and we’re so tolerant and passionate and perseverant and i love it. i love it so much. everyone hated us and we just didn’t care. everyone hated us so we learned to love ourselves
the worst thing about writing is that you aren’t just a writer. you have to be a thousand things. a poet, a flirt, a weapons expert, a bleeding heart, a scholar, a legendary cook, a theorist, an engineer, a reckless teenage girl, a dying god. you have to be able to write monologues and speeches and heartfelt confessions, and you have to make them believable. writing is putting yourself into someone else’s shoes.
I remember all the Doctor Who fanfics I used to read where Rose often got badly stereotyped as a damsel in distress whom the Doctor had to swoop in and save and smooch but the way I remember Doctor Who 90% of their relationship was the Doctor just setting Rose loose on people who had done something to offend them and sitting back giggling in the corner as she shouted
there were more tags and tumblr CUT THEM OFF @ tumblr the fuck, anyway its out in the open now and the point is that eventually she has to leave, and when she leaves she says “take care of finn” but also “take care of yourself” bc she’s seen his dark nights and they aren’t good, aren’t what he deserves, and then when she finally comes BACK well of course finn & poe have had months and months to settle in w/e its very gross, anyway she comes back and she and finn bounce off one another and collide and spark and run to each other across the tarmac fly into each others arms etc, but poe has an old soul and something in rey is ancient, so after a long moment of finn she turns around & she and poe simply fold themselves around each other right there in front of the general & everyone
bc w finn there’s the loud ecstatic outpouring of love and joy but w poe rey finds something quieter, w poe rey has silence, bc poe is still like a lake in the jungle of yavin 4, a lake in the jungle beneath the moons, and finn is the of course the bubbling noise of the water
anyway! NOT that i have thought about this at length
