batsonbillyj:

Everyone I know
Goes away in the end 

How To Get Away With Murder Sentence Meme

rpfunstuff:

• “He did this thing to my ass that made my eyes water.”
• “Hey, don’t be a bitch, I could be arrested for this.”
• “I don’t believe you. To be honest, I don’t even care. You want to sleep next to a killer, go for it.”
• “I don’t do boyfriends.”
• “I just like making people feel uncomfortable. Makes me feel better.”
• “I know you were screwing her.”
• “I like you. You’re more than sex. More than sex, you’re something more.”
• “I’m done with your crazy.”
• “I’ve been staring at the walls for like three days. I need company, otherwise I might go all red rum on your ass. Although, something tells me you might be into that.”
• “I’m a bit worried you’re a sex addict.”
• “I’m a cheater yes, and a slut, and a bad person, and now a murderer. Judge me if you want, just do it while we’re carrying the damn body.”
• “Is there a boyfriend I should be jealous of?”
• “Isn’t your ass tired?”
• “Just don’t lie to me. If one more man lies to me, I swear to God…”
• “Like I’d ever wanna screw you.”
• “So I made a porno, so what? Everyone makes one these days.”
• “Somebody woke up in the mood to fight this morning.”
• “That’s how you like your mistresses, huh? Weak, broken, messes that you just clean up.”
• “The only one with boy problems is you.”
• “Wait, you`re gay?”
• “We all had to do things tonight that we didn’t want to do.”
• “We’re young, red-blooded american males.”
• “Whoever he is, I’m glad there’s some eye candy around here.”
• “Why is your penis on a dead girl’s phone?”
• “You two need a room?”
• “You’re a liar. At this point, that’s all I know for sure.”
• “See, sexting pays off.”

immuseity:

                    as long as you can be
                    HAPP       Y
                    me                      being
                    Ｂ   Ｒ   Ｏ   Ｋ   Ｅ   Ｎ
                    is only a (small) price
                                                to pay.

whothefuckyisbuckybarnes:

FUCK H.Y.D.R.A.

A mix for blowing up HYDRA bases and finding redemption on your own terms
(12 tracks, 48 minutes)

1. The Source (Chaos & Confusion) - The Bloody Beetroots   2. Professional Griefers (feat. Gerard Way) - Deadmau5   3. When They Come for Me - LINKIN PARK   4. Brothers in Arms (Extended Version) - Tom Holkenborg aka Junkie XL   5. Ready to Die - Andrew W.K.   6. Seven Nation Army Remix (The White Stripes) - The Glitch Mob   7. Black Skinhead Vs. Elephant - Kanye West Vs. Tame Impala   8. Burn it Down - AWOLNATION   9. The Winter Soldier - Henry Jackman   10. Immigrant Song - Karen O   11. My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (Light Em Up) - Fall Out Boy           12. Nasty (Spor Remix) - The Prodigy

whatwouldyourmomthink:

no chill: aries, gemini, leo, virgo, cancer

says they’re chill but are lying: taurus, libra, scorpio, capricorn, pisces

actually chill: sagittarius, aquarius

You have all of one ask to completely shatter my character. Make it count.

fxntast-blog:

“..I know, Buck. I know.”

Steve sighed a little, shifting a bit on their makeshift bed so he could hold Bucky closer. Yeah, this definitely wasn’t their apartment back in Brooklyn–the run down thing that they could barely afford, but it was home. Here, in war torn Europe, was not home.

“I do, too. But–hey. This’ll all be over soon, right?” A small smile, and Steve reached over to lightly run his fingers through Bucky’s hair. “And when it’s over, we’ll go back home to our lil’ apartment. Maybe–maybe we’ll even be able to afford a newer one. One that has heat and everythin’. One that maybe has a whole bathroom so we don’t have t’bathe in the kitchen. Doesn’t that sound great, Buck?”

He closed his eyes, burying his face in Bucky’s hair and taking a deep breath. “One where the walls aren’t so thin..and the blankets on the bed are warm and cover the whole bed.” He paused for a moment, reaching a hand to take one of Bucky’s and intertwine their fingers.

“I swear, Buck, we’ll go home. Together.”

Bucky was dead silent as he listened to his friend LOVER speak, letting the words that were spilling from his mouth sink in as best as they could. He wanted to believe in them– that they would go back to their shoddy little apartment, away from the war and able to live normal lives again. That they would be able to afford a different apartment. And hell, maybe Steve was right. Maybe then they’d be able to afford a new, better apartment…But it was hard for him to be so hopeful with the sense of dread that constantly lingered in his mind. It had stayed with him ever since Steve had rescued him; ever since he saw Zola watch him like he was taking MENTAL NOTES about the results of his EXPERIMENTS on a LAB RAT. 

Something was going to go terribly wrong. It was only a matter of WHEN…and Bucky didn’t want to be around to find out.

Of course, he couldn’t just leave. No, he couldn’t just abandon the war– abandon his MEN over something as silly as fear. It was WAR, it was natural to feel apprehension toward what was to come. Normally, he was the last person to show that he was afraid, if at all. Back in Brooklyn, he couldn’t afford to show any fear; his siblings, STEVE, they all counted on him, and here? Here he wasn’t just Bucky Barnes. He was SERGEANT JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES. He couldn’t afford to show that he was afraid now more than ever. He had to keep himself, and his men, strong– positive.

…He wasn’t with his men though. Not at that moment. He was with Steve ( big, muscular, HEALTHY Steve that shouldn’t be here– that should still be SMALL, WEAK and at HOME; WHY COULDN’T HE LISTEN? ), practically curled up against him. It was strange, being the smaller one, even if it were only by a few inches and a bit of muscle, but he didn’t let it bother him now. He’d ( hopefully ) have ages to get used to it, after all. He let his eyes flicker up to the hand that was being held, giving the mans hand a slight squeeze in a silent ‘okay’.

And, for once, he couldn’t speak. He knew he couldn’t speak, because if he did, his voice would likely crack, exposing the fear that he just couldn’t risk letting show. Yet, again, this was Steve; he could read his emotions simply by looking in his eyes, he knew Bucky that well. He let his eyes flicker back to Steve’s chest for a moment, watching its steady rise and fall as he breathed. It was…oddly calming, if only for a little bit. But being held like this– it wasn’t truly enough. He wanted to be closer– no, NEEDED to be closer. He needed the warmth, the comfort, even if he refused to say that he wasn’t okay, that he needed it. So he silently shuffled a bit closer, leaning in to nuzzle against Steve’s neck under his chin, placing a gentle kiss on the flesh; a silent ‘I love you’.

eyepatchfox-deactivated20161103:

“..Y’know layin’ in bed like that really won’t help much. Ya need some fresh air!”

Aaron stuck his tongue out slightly, walking over to the curtains and pulling them open. “’Sides, Steve texted me and told me ya need ta get out of bed. At least for a little while. I’ll drag ya out if I have ta-”

“дерьмо́!”

Quickly, Bucky rolled over and AWAY from the light that came in through the window, yanking the blankets up over his head so that his eyes were covered. If there was anything that he still wasn’t fully used to, the sun was it. Of course, he didn’t tell Aaron that. He didn’t need ANOTHER person to know about one of his weaknesses; Steve was enough.

“Well you can tell Steve that I’m not getting up off’a this bed,” he grumbled, only to pause and poke his head out from under the blanket a bit. Did he REALLY just threaten to try and DRAG him out? A slight laugh escaped his lips as he watched the ginger, forcing himself up into a slight sitting position ( still turned away from the window ). 

“You? Drag me? I’d like t’see you try, ginge.”