What Studying Literature Feels Like

god's strongest soldiers are my mutuals who put up with me when I let the brainrot take over and start posting like I got possessed about something they haven't even heard of yet

what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

this is nothing just a doodle of grumpy bucky and alpine, nothing to see here

feeling bored, might imagine myself in unrealistic scenarios of love, idk

men should apologize for not being sebastian stan.

If I was a girl’s stomach I’d never hurt her

SEBASTIAN STAN | vanity fair 2025

if i was 26 and had just woken up from a 70 year suicide-induced coma with no one in the present remembering who i am and instead conflating me with the ever changing image of the role i played in ww2 that now serves as american propaganda and 2 weeks ago i was watching guys get half of their faces blown off and a week after that the love of my life fell off of a moving train with me only being able to watch and then i had to like... deal with a billionaire nepo baby war profiteer calling me an old man and saying there's nothing special about me i would have started killing people. but unfortunately it happened to steve rogers. and he has, like, morals. so

Blackout poetry exists on a dual axis from "banal" to "insightful" on the input side and "kind of deep" to "incredibly fucking dumb" on the output side, and while taking something banal and producing something kind of deep is well and fine, for my money taking something insightful and rendering it incredibly fucking dumb is where the real art is.