Tony: Strange is an angel that fell from heaven.
Steve, whispering angrily: Yeah, so was Lucifer…
Based on this hilarious post
losing the idgaf war badly (I want to be in love and to have someone be in love with me)
Craft beer labels, about a girl and her journey to avenge her unicorn.
I wake each day and rise to the sun. I am tired and in pain, Holding onto no one. New comic coming out this Fall/Winter.
Tony: you know Stephen, Steve gives Bucky flowers everyday. I wish you’d do that too.
Stephen: um okay
*next day*
Stephen: *gives Bucky flowers*
Bucky: um..?
Stephen: yeah, I don’t get it either
“Me and Thomas, one time, leaned in to kiss each other and like totally played chicken. And [he] got me!”
I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING
RING TING TINGLING TOOOOOOOOOOOOO
COME ON IT’S LOVELY WEATHER
FOR A SLEIGH RIDE TOGETHER WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
They both think the other one’s the dog in the relationship