#Everyone was laughing and idk?

[imavikingo]

Ok so... I like to buy figurines and plushies. I bought some stuff of Steve and Bucky years ago, but couldnt buy a lot of things of em before, because I relied on other people (local online shops) to get them. And Marvel wasnt that popular with the shops I knew.

The thing is... recently I have been able to buy stuff I like because Ive been buying by myself, secondhand for the most part (amiami sometimes has secondhand products, ebay and buyee are my go to places for this tho) and by chance I found someone that was apparently selling ALL their Hottoys, like a lot of them. And they had some of Steve I really wanted to own (The double Strike/Streets Clothes one in particular) and I bought them!!! I didnt pay for all of it because it was a partial gift (I paid for shipping/customs, but this is irrelevant).

And...

Just recently Hot Toys announced that they made a 2.0 of THAT particular figure (the Strike's outfit) and I was like "WHY THAT ONE? WHY NOT ANOTHER ONE?" "WHY, OH WHY???"

and idk, I think its kinda funny?

Ive been wanting that figure for almost 10 years and in the same year I can have it in my hands, they announce the 2.0 version... I feel like a clown kinda, lmao

They also teased a new 2.0 Winter Soldier figure (I actually want to buy that one :'> I can save for it if it also comes out in 2026)

[inkskinned]

having good & true friends will literally save and protect you in a million unfathomable ways. like okay we have written so many times about lovers. but the way a platonic friend laughs and cries with you. the way they hold your hand at 14 years old and at 34. the way they keep a little silver tie to you, touching base over and over and over. how you can go years without talking, only to re-meet and discover: oh shit! you're still cool!

there are people who have been in my life for more than half of it, and i have loved every version of them. do you know how fucking beautiful that is. yeah love will save the world. but the way friends love you is gonna save the you.

[eightspringdays]

Never forget the fact that, because he was roleplaying as his nonexistent lil sister, his twitter account got banned for a while and had to scream publicity he was, in fact, Tatsuki Fujimoto roleplaying as his nonexistent lil sister.

And no one believed him at first.

[mgu-h]

contractually obligated energy

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

rudy giuliani: emperor of the city (2001) - andrew kirtzman

"the debat"

[orphanbychoice]

atp i genuinely doooon’t care if the old guard two is the worst thing put to film i just want to see the best character of all time (andromache the scythian) and her loser henchmen and everyone’s favorite girl nile freeman again

[royalarchivist]

Fit: If he moves, then I know that was the spot. [Warps to the "Top Lookout"] Ramon: [Stares at him like a deer in headlights then runs away] Fit: [Laughs] WHERE YOU GOIN' BOY? WHERE YOU GOIN' BOY?

This is by far my favorite "Hide and Seek" moment between Fit and Ramon (though I'm pretty sure Fit gave Ramon a heart-attack :'D)

[luminique]

HEAR ME OUT, one sided love?? Imagine s/o doesn’t like lighter back, being oblivious about lighters feeling and only see lighter as a friend meanwhile lighter is so MADLY in love with them and is aware of s/o not liking him back but he can’t help it because you’re the only one that makes him feel this way even if his feelings aren’t reciprocated… they’re so doomed think about the potential angst!! 🫤

lighter isn’t perfect. his body is littered in scars of his past, his actions are solutions to mistakes he had made before. to say that he deserved something as rewarding as love didn’t sound right to him, but oh, would it feel right if it was from you.

it was definitely not an immediate fall, rather it was slower like starting a fire. you bring the materials you require, some wood and a starter. it’s difficult to get a fire going, even he knows that with his lighter in hand. his hand gets warmer the longer the flame is out but it doesn’t compare to the accidental grazes of your hand against his gloved ones.

he had poked you once with the spikes on his gloves. the look on your face when you brought your hand up to rub it while you apologized for it. why were you apologizing? every soft “sorry” that came out of your mouth was like sprinkling water onto the fire. best to get fresh firewood so that it doesn’t go out.

ensuring that the fire is a consistent flame is also important to prevent accidents. accidents like playfully taking off his sunglasses and putting it on yourself while imitating him. somehow, that didn’t cause the fire to go out, in fact, it made it burn even brighter than before. the redness on his face when he watched you was comparable to the orange and red hues of a fire.

he stayed close to the fire, close to you. feeling the warmth of love on his skin, finding it calming but also terrifying. it doesn’t rain often in the outer ring but that doesn’t stop him from worrying that it would all of a sudden. so he lies awake at night, thinking about all of the possibilities, the what ifs and its outcomes.

he thought he had considered everything. from keeping the fire from going out, to ensuring it was a stable flame, to tending it slowly and carefully. what he didn’t consider was getting too close to the fire, burning through what he thought was tough skin.

he was too focused on trying to maintain a certain personality, not quite showing his interest in you. so when caesar was talking to you about her love stories while everyone was hanging around the bar, his heart rate increased. just like how consuming alcohol affects one’s mental and physical state, so does it affect a fire. maybe someone poured his drink into the flames as he watched it burn even brighter than before, making him eavesdrop on your conversation.

but a large flame meant a higher possibility of getting burnt, and soon he saw the burn marks on his skin. as you continued to talk with caesar, the longer he let the fire burn him. how you had said that real love wasn’t like the stories, how you seemed disinterested in romance, how you had believed that no one was interested in you. at that moment, he ended up getting more drinks from burnice, hoping it would soothe the roaring flames within him. he drank so much and fell asleep to the soft crackling of the fire, your voice acting as background noise.

he woke up to the coldness of the bar counter pressing on his cheek. the fire had been put out by you when you tapped on his shoulder. the memories of last night flooding into his mind like water. maybe it was all some nightmare and you did like him back, but the sudden coolness of your touch made him realize the reality of it all.

you didn’t like him, and not because he did anything wrong but because he didn’t do anything in your eyes. you were feeding the fire in his heart and he mistook that fire for your heart too. he sat up straight, took one look at you and shook his head. you still cared for him, came with water and woke him up gently. he never intended to get so severely injured because of his own growing feelings for you.

his own feelings, you didn’t even know he had any for you. the pile of ashes, you both stared at it and yet only he knew that fire existed. the flames had misled him, danced around his heart that craved for you, that only asked for you as its fuel. now all he can do was sit next to what was once a big fire, feeling the cold on his skin despite the layers. no warmth left, no light left, no love left.

[flyingbuddiies]

i hope taco permadies in the finale. i hope she’s a victim of circumstance. i hope she dies convincing herself its for the better. that it’s her final punishment. that there was no other ending than this. that if her attempts to apologize for all the hurt she’s done didn’t work, she’s fully irredeemable. that there is no other fate best-suited for her other than death, and that in life there is no further point for her. i hope she dies believing she deserves it.

i hope she never gets the chance to tell microphone she loves her. i hope microphone is eternally left in the dark. i hope she never discovers the true extent of tacos remorse. her guilt. i hope she is left in silence to only ponder about how taco felt, hoping and praying that she meant anything to her. even a tiny bit. clinging onto any fraction of hope that taco could possibly feel the same way she does.

i hope microphone never finds out she’s dead. i hope she is led to believe that taco moved on from her. that she never meant anything to her. that she wasn’t enough again.

[sauronism]

charlie vickers as annatar from the rings of power featurette ( x )

[rooolt]

with jiji finally in the anime it’s important to me to recognize that while he 100% has a crush on Momo, I firmly believe he also 100% has a crush on okarun. To me? Worlds most bisexual boy

[bakudekublogblog]

like it’s not accidental that kacchan’s reunion is big and dramatic and glorious and romantic and ochako’s is off putting and uncomfortable

[fisheito]

everyone gets a turn in the ridiculous skintight edmondsuit. or at least, .everyone SHOULD

[samposillies]

[burquillos]

My constant vision of Izuku as Epic Odysseus be upon ye!!

[emmodii-mode]

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