[Guardians of the Galaxy] Going to the Chapel

ickaimp:

So read ‘Old Married Couple' by NewWonder last night, and cackled my head off. Was talking to Tazzy and East about how it reminded me of a Star Trek fic, where Kirk muses about how he’s been married to each of his Senior Staff at least once. 

-Half of this was typed out on my phone after I’d gone to bed, the rest this morning. Thanks to  and East for grammar checks. 
640 words, xenophilia references due to a mostly alien cast.

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“-So we need someone to distract the minister.” Peter looked around the room. “Who wants to get hitched?”

“Me and Groot ain’t doin’ it again.” Rocket bristled at them. “There can’t be too many of what I am gettin’ hitched to walkin’ trees. And if there are others, I sure as heck ain’t heard of them, so I’m thinkin’ that someone, somewhere is bound to start gettin’ suspicious, at some point.”

"I am Groot."

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cleolinda:

festeringfae:

heateus meme: [1/6 scenes]

"Certain personalities are attracted to certain professions."

#these sad fucking nerds all memorized the same inane fucking list#which in all likelihood has little to no value to their professions or personal edification#why?#because you all have guilt complexes and deep self-loathing coming out the wazoo#and i love you all for it#i’m fairly certain the only person on this show who is not convinced that they are the worst sort of monster is hannibal lecter

1) bolded for truth

2) reblogged for the extra moment Will needs to overcome his DEATHLESS LOATHING

linzeestyle:

mishasminions:

FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT STEVE TRIED TO TRIGGER BUCKY’S MEMORIES BY WEARING HIS LESS DURABLE RETRO!UNIFORM (aka the not-so-bulletproof outfit he wore the last time Bucky saw him) AND BY QUOTING SOMETHING BUCKY SAID TO HIM 70-SOMETHING YEARS AGO

Okay okay but can we just talk about this?  The entire movie Steve’s worth is defined by what Captain America has become.  He goes to the Smithsonian to see Captain America’s life projected back at him — the boy he was before a footnote, the sickly waif who wasn’t good enough until the army (literally) made him A Man — while he’s there he walks around unrecognized; the entire gag at the mall is based on the idea that this is a 6’2” hulking muscled mass of a guy who absolutely no one recognizes unless he has that star on his chest, because it’s the suit, not the person, who’s been given worth.  And when Steve thinks about the most memorable thing about himself — when he thinks about how to get Bucky back — he goes for that.  He goes for Captain America.  And it doesn’t work; Bucky doesn’t react at all.  Because Bucky always saw through that.  He didn’t give a shit about Captain America.  That “little guy from Brooklyn,” that’s the kid he loved, that’s the one he was following when he died, the one who’s scared voice knocked the memories out of him earlier in the movie.  And it’s only when Steve drops the shield, and the helmet — all of the things that make him Captain America, that make him immediately recognizable to the rest of the country, to the world — when he calls on this one, rogue memory from when they were just kids, from before he was the national ideal of manhood he’s been made out to be since his death…  That’s when Bucky sees him.  Because Bucky doesn’t remember, or care about Captain America: Captain America is just a target.  But Steve Rogers, that little kid from Brooklyn?  Is under him, and dying, and scared…and the impulse to protect is so much stronger than anything else that’s been done to Bucky since then.

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haforcere:

sevensneakyfoxes:

haforcere:

kraken

When I was a little girl (aka 7ish), my mom was like, YOU NEED MORE EXTRA CURRICULAR ACTIVITIES!!!!!! because I was the kind of child that would climb the walls if left unattended.

Her choice? BALLET. (side note: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.)

Anyway, I took classes for a few months (my instructors hated me - I was really tall for my age and had the gentle grace of a cement truck) before we had a recital. My class was dancing to “Once Upon a Dream” as bunny princesses (what the FUCK that is). Before our turn on the stage, apparently I decided to keep taking my ears off and throwing them away, screaming, “I DON’T WANT TO BE A BUNNY PRINCESS, I WANT TO BE A BEAR! BEAR BEAR BEAR! I WANNA BE A BEAR AND EAT PEOPLE!

(Wow, I was a child with real issues.)

Well, they threw me on stage in front of this GIANT auditorium full of people (because apparently like 20 classes were dancing that night) and instead of dancing oh so gracefully, I threw my ears off and LITERALLY CHASED ALL THE OTHER GIRLS OFF THE STAGE BY GROWLING AND PRETENDING TO BE A BEAR. I FUCKING KID YOU NOT. THERE ARE PHOTOS BECAUSE MY MOTHER’S BOYFRIEND AT THE TIME THOUGHT IT WAS HILARIOUS AND TOOK A TON OF ME ROAMING THE STAGE, GROWLING.

Thus endith my illustrious ballet career.

This is amazing.

(via bonitabreezy)

princemono:

VERIFIED FUNDRAISERS:

aforementioned #operationhelporhush: the starter’s twitterteepsring shop, amazon wishlist, paypal

and Michael Brown’s Memorial Fund

Feed the Students of Ferguson (source: starter’s twitter St. Louis Foodbank Confirmation)

i have been seeing a lot of different links for different places to donate for bail and legal fees, but i haven’t been able to find anything on whether or not the funds have actually been going towards helping out the people of ferguson so

if you know of any more please add and spread them and if in doubt remember to google first

(Source: peechingtonmariejust, via kittenskysong)