make me choose — llaccm asked: game of thrones or
the vampire diaries
@marvel Flattery will get you nowhere! Probably. Maybe. *looks the other way*
#see this isn’t a thought for bucky #i have always loved the fact that he’s ANGRY when he shouts it in ca1 #he’s legit pissed off at the mere idea of leaving without steve #it’s not like #nah man i bet you can jump it #or #i have an actual reason to believe it would be better if we were still together #or even #i am choosing to prioritize you because i love you #it’s so fundamental to him that it crosses out all the other concerns at the moment #it trumps torture and jealousy and shock and all the other stuff #and comes out furious #which is why it sticks past the amnesia and the programming later #it’s not about thought or choice #it’s something deeper than that #even at his darkest and worst he still feels it (ifeelbetterer)
“When you go into the ER, one of the first things they ask you to do is to rate your pain on a scale of one to ten, and from there they decide which drugs to use and how quickly to use them. I’d been asked this question hundreds of times over the years, and I remember once early on when I couldn’t get my breath and it felt like my chest was on fire, flames licking the inside of my ribs fighting for a way to burn out of my body, my parents took me to the ER. A nurse asked me about pain, and I couldn’t even speak, so I held up nine fingers.
Later, after they’d given me something, the nurse came in and she was kind of stroking my hand while she took my blood pressure and she said, “You know how I know you’re a fighter? You called a ten a nine.”
But that wasn’t quite right. I called it a nine because I was saving my ten. And here it was, the great and terrible ten, slamming me again and again as I lay still and alone in my bed staring at the ceiling, the waves tossing me against the rocks and pulling me back out to sea so they could launch me again into the jagged face of the cliff, leaving me floating faceup on the water, undrowned”
- John Green, The Fault In Our Stars
Bucky Barnes is the kind of friend who would draw a dick on Steve’s face if he passed out at a party but if anyone else drew a dick on Steve’s face when he passed out at a party Bucky Barnes would hunt them down and fuck them up.
I have a bit of an obsession with the 1950s and all those actors from Montgomery Clift to James Dean and Anthony Perkins. Just that whole era of Tennessee Williams to Elia Kazan. The whole idea of New York and the whole thing becomes kind of romantic in your head.
Sebastian Stan at Jane Eyre New York Premiere 3/9/2011