hello this is a text post in support of bucky barnes: accidental hipster, who wears steve’s huge plaid button-downs over natasha’s too-tight jeans and a pair of old doc martens sam was going to donate to goodwill, because those are the clothes that are around and who gives a shit? bucky barnes: accidental hipster, who goes out in steve’s plastic framed on-the-run glasses because he misses the eye protection his googles used to provide. bucky barnes: accidental hipster, who buys vinyl because he was born in 1917 and drinks his coffee black for the same reason. BUCKY BARNES: ACCIDENTAL HIPSTER. that’s all thank you goodbye
the wildest thing happened to me the other day i found out a male coworker is into irish music so i told him that my dad is an irish musician and would he like to come to a session and he straight up irl said to me “name 5 irish songs your dad knows”
he asked me if i play and i told him i played the fiddle when i was a teenager but havent played in years and he was like “oh cool. i play drums” as in a drum kit you know the famously folkish instrument the drum kit. bitch my name is molly o’reilly you really wanna challenge the legitimacy of my irish music involvement
in the first avenger, when steve gets into a fight over a guy complaining about a short reel about the war effort, steve is not standing up for America. he’s not standing up for the “war effort” or propaganda or anything of the sort. that’s not why he gets in that fight.
this woman is opening crying in the middle of the theater, emotionally vulnerable and visibly broken.
when steve tells the man to show some respect, he’s not asking for him to show respect for the flag. he’s asking the man to show respect for the men who carry it, and for the families left behind, to show any semblance of empathy he can muster. it’s always been people that steve’s cared most about.
Usta jak krew o smaku malinowym 