The Differences In Tony And Peter’s Suits Will Always Drive Me Insane.

Imagine having late night talks with Bucky Barnes…

“Hey, Bucky?” you turn on your side to face him.

“Yes, doll?”

“Are missions scary?” you wonder.

He tilts his head and shrugs, “Not really.”

“But what about all the scary guys with guns and those aliens?” your brows furrow.

“I’m used to it,” the corners of his lips curve upwards, “You’re dating an old, wise one-hundred-year-old man, Y/N.” He leans up to kiss your forehead, “I’ve seen the world.”

You huff, “Well then what are you afraid of?”

Bucky reaches his hand out to you. He caresses your cheek and moves your stray hairs behind your ear, “Losing you.”

big sweater bonky for warmup :)

The one thing I think I could legitimately see myself wanting to do if I had any political clout whatsoever: I'd seek to censor Scary Material. Maybe not outright ban it, but make it so much easier for people who hate it to avoid it. I'm talking abilities to completely hide scary things from your vision when you're online, I'm talking banning it from all the main cable channels, I'm talking about finding ways to minimise the damage horror can do to people with sensitive nerves. In some ways, it sounds like I'm saying horror should be kind of treated similarly to how people treat stuff like porn. And I guess I kind of am. If sexually explicit material is blocked by parental controls and isn't allowed to be seen on the airwaves, then horror shouldn't be either. It's as simple as that.

If I ever give you an interesting rock without uttering a word, you should know that that is the highest form of love I am capable of displaying and the highest honour I can bestow upon you

Y/N: You always look so unapproachable.

Bucky: And yet here you are.

HUNTING MODULE.

Oh I’m so gonna do this with my brother