#playswithsquirels

Yeaaaa I can totally see that binge watching these sorta shows is NOT easy I mean I watched one before I went to work the other day and I’m like sobbing after I had put all my make up on lol not a wise choice

It does have that impact on people! I cried so much after watching the last episode (idk if you’ve seen it so let’s just say that it was very touching), I just couldn’t calm down.

If it makes Ya feel better I’m 25…friends also are having kids lol and like on purpose

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same, I’m 20 and one of the girls I went to highschool with have a 2 year old son and I’m still sitting here like…

It’s always something, I try &stay out of it but reading stuff I’m like you guys need to calm down…we are fans….support is all that should be involved lol like all he did was do an audition tape(like most actors)now he’s too thin and depressed?

Duuuude I know…I just wanna look at pretty pictures of his face…enjoy his acting and what have you but shoot avoid that tag…everyone is being super dramatic

No doubt in my mind someone’s already on that

Title: Where do we go from here? Chapter: 1-9 Author: playswithsquirels aka erin Character: bucky barnes Pairing: bucky/ofc Rating: M Warnings: mature content, violence, mentions of past assault, smut Fic Summary:  Growing up among the group know as Hydra, Charlotte “Charlie” Evans, has known nothing but death and violence, in fact she’s grown accustomed to it. However once her father is killed she has a difficult time adjusting, not wanting to let on that it actually bothered her she immediately heads to her uncle, the man in charge…Alexander Pierce. He assigns her a new assignment, one he knows she’d be good at, taming the man they call the Winter Soldier. She gladly accepts knowing this is what she’s good at, getting men to do what she wants. Eventually though she learns the truth about this soldier and his true past, guilt takes over and she discovers what real emotions are despite her best efforts to fight them her entire life.

When the cold wind’s a a-calling What has come over me You keep calling it a crash and burn We are the lucky ones I don’t tell anyone about the way you hold my hand