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Steve: I can’t find Bucky and Sam.
Natasha: *goes on nearest intercom* STEVE ROGERS IS BORING
Natasha: found them.
A group of Slytherin students camping outside the common room because the password is something bigoted and they refuse to say it
a group of Slytherin students having a sleepover in the Hufflepuff dormitory because the Hufflepuffs found out
A group of ravenclaw students trying to magically change the doors password when the hufflepuffs tell them
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a group of Gryffindors trying to forcibly remove the door when they finally find out
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“#im so into the idea of the ravenclaws being like #‘we tried every spell we could think of and we cant get it to change the password or let us in without it’ #and the gryffindors are just like #‘ALRIGHT EVERYONE STAND BACK WE’RE EITHER GONNA JINX THIS DOOR INTO OBLIVION OR BLOW IT THE FUCK UP WITH LITERAL EXPLOSIVES BUT WE ARE GETTI #*GETTING IN WITHOUT THAT PASSWORD ONE WAY OR ANOTHER'” (via: detectivejoan)
Whose side are you on? Team Captain America vs Team Iron Man
Most people i follow: ethereal beings. Beauty and fame children.
Me: a very determined potato
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please remember to drink enough water and get enough sleep. please remember that you are important and so brave for putting your writing out there for the world to see. you matter so much even if you feel like you are nothing sometimes. for some people, being happy is hard so if you’re one of those people please please please hold onto the things that make you happy and please please know that you are not alone. i love you little cupcakes, please stay safe.
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Source: forgifs.com
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me waiting for civil war footage:
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4ysl
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SUMMER!
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d23 is ruining me
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OTP: YOUR BUCKY
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Natasha’s relationship with Steve Rogers was carefully developed in Captain America 2, leaving the two as unlikely friends. Although Black Widow’s characterisation in The Avengers: Age Of Ultron was… interesting if not incongruous with her previous appearances, her friendship with Steve was only made stronger. We finished the film with the promise of a new team lead by both Steve and Natasha.
In the comics, one of the most heartbreaking elements of the Civil War plotline was the schism between Steve and Tony.
Lifelong friends, they nevertheless found themselves parting ways over the matter of superhero registration, and ended up coming to blows in a tragic climax to the story. However, in the Marvel Cinematic Universe Steve and Tony are hardly friends: their interactions fall short of banter as the two bicker over everything.
They’ve been at odds over every major decision the team made in Avengers 1&2, so by the time Captain America 3 roles around their breakup is less tragic and more inevitable. (In fact, I wouldn’t even call it a breakup as they’re not really friends to begin with.)
Natasha and Steve, on the other hand, have had two films worth of relationship development leading up to Civil War. If they part ways, just after learning to trust one another, this breakup is far more comparable to the original Tony/Steve dynamic in the comics.
Of course, Tony is set to be the real instigator of this schism between the Avengers, representing one side against Steve. But how the problem will be resolved is far from predictable: the Russos have already confirmed that the film will not follow the plot of the comics.
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C'mon vote to side with steve
Oh no. OOOOH NOOOO......
"When it's too hot for blankets, make a mattress fort with all the spares littering your room for no reason."
“Bucky. There are no spares. What are you talking about did you buy more mattresses again?”
Facebook feed sentence starters || Part one ||
In which I go through my facebook feed and make starters out of statuses, most will probably be pretty mundane.
"Loads of sirens anybody know what's happening?"
"A bit of advice for everyone. Your phone only charges if you turn the plugs on."
"Curry, feet up, chilling and that's all today. Fuck you all."
"The laptop is dead, after a last hurrah it died."
"Well deserved Kebab tonight after a successful day."
"When it's too hot for blankets, make a mattress fort with all the spares littering your room for no reason."
"Always fancy ice cream when there isn't any."
"Someone take me far away from here."
"This is going to end up like the film taken."
"Anyone know a good place to get a spray tan?"
"My hero!"
"Gotta love divorce threats!"
"My man Ralph is an animal."
"I DON'T REMEMBER."
"Oh, they most definitely got beat up."
"Definitely not Homo."
"Because I am just amazing!"
"GOOD LUCK, OH MY GOD."
"Fuck I'm tired."
"Ciao, Motherfuckers!"
"Roll on Saturday!"
"It's to early for this."
"I'm here to chew gum and make puns. And I'm all out of gum."
"I AM SOBBING."
"She can't swim, but her tits are real, and today was nice."
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there are probably people who havent seen this vine and i genuinely feel bad for them
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precise-desolation:
Bucky stared blankly, trying to remember how to answer that. He couldn’t remember what that might taste like, couldn’t imagine either that he would be able to keep it down. He would try anyway. He nodded mutely, averting his eyes back to the floor.
He shifted into a better position, settling in to wait until he was dismissed. He could be still for hours at a time, if it was called for. And as much as he wanted to look around - or find his way out of the confines of the space - he would wait. This was still uncertain territory. He remembered that he should remember. Little things filtered through the haze of Hydra’s programming. The sound of laughter, the chill of cold hands against his own, the fear of loss. Not things the Asset would have known. These things belonged to Bucky. The real Bucky. The one this man so clearly remembered. It unnerved him to be so clearly reminded that he was not his own. He was a patchwork of memories and programming and things half forgotten. Even this skin belonged to someone else.
He startled when Steve moved, snapped out of his thoughts by what his training assessed as a potential threat.
Steve smiled softly, not knowing exactly what it was that Bucky was going through, but he knew it must be difficult. “Hey, make yourself at home, have a look around if you want. It’d help you get familiar with the place.” He said, moving to go make the food. “You can go through my stuff if it makes you feel safer, I don’t much care.” Anything to make sure Bucky felt safer.
Bucky’s shoulders dropped and he let himself slip into a more relaxed pose. He curled in on himself slightly, wanting to be smaller. He had the ridiculous urge to hide. And it was ridiculous, given that he was far from helpless.
“You…” he began, trying and failing to gather his thoughts into words. With a soft sound of frustration, he curled his hands into fists and shrank in on himself a bit further. The Bucky from before had been more articulate than this, he was certain. He could vaguely remember a young man who had turned the heads of nearly every woman and man he tried for.
A few breaths later, he tried once more to put his thoughts together. “You trust me?”
Steve stayed patient, smiling gently. “Yeah, I trust you.” He said with a grin. “I hope you can trust me too, eventually. But I understand if you can’t.” He didn’t want to push him too hard too fast. He turned back to making the food for the two of them. He hoped it would bring back a few memories for the other. “You’re safe here, and I hope you know that.”