#sorryitsbad

feed him sour cherry scones and sandwiches with butter

@tardimaid has inspired me to post this fanart I drew awhile ago (and never posted because slightly ashamed of myself for getting back into this fandom) so enjoy whoever happens to see this 😂♥️

I will try to hold this blog up to date and more interesting :D

imagine the Avengers in winter, and you’re Bucky’s girlfriend. You’d be on the couch reading a book with a blanket over your lap in the tower when all the boys along with the girls say they’re all going out to play in the snow; they’re all geared with heavy coats and sleds, snowman kits, and other random things. Steve ends up dragging Bucky along, you giggle as he gets pulled out the door. An hour or two later, they all come in with funny looks on their faces. Some are stifling laughs while others are avoiding eye contact with you. Bruce comes in and basically runs up to the lab, odd since he usually only goes up there when Tony is with him. Then Steve came in and looked you straight in the eyes with pure fear in his eyes. he sat down next to you and then Pepper came storming in, shaking her head and mumbling things while walking away from the main space, probably to her and Tony’s room. Then you see a very pissed off Bucky Barnes. You quickly see why he’s in a bad mood, in an even more bad mood then he was before he left, because right behind him in his left side came Tony; with his tongue stuck to Bucky’s metal arm. “what did you do to my poor boyfriend?” you ask, immediately getting up “well I’m not so sure that he’s the smartest in the tower anymore” Bucky said while glaring at Tony “well, I thought it would be funny, but it didn’t turn out to be, but honestly the punch in the stomach was a bit harsh, Bucky” Tony said, well it sounded a bit weirder obviously but you got the main point “did you totally forget what happens to metal in the cold, dumbass?” Steve asked, laughing “why do you think Bucky always looks miserable when he goes out during the Winter? His arm always freezes and either makes him really cold or it stops working” you say “I know, I know; Pepper already gave me the whole ‘you should know about this, you’re a scientist’ lecture” Tony said “how are we going to undo this?” Bucky asked “Dummy?” I asked “what?” they all asked “you know, Dummy the robot?” I say “no, I don’t trust Dummy with my tongue” Tony said and that’s the story of how the four of you ended up at the New York Fire Department until 9:00 on a freezing December night.

Find the one that tears down your walls whether you like it or not 

Poetry is like a gun; You clean it with thought, Load it with words, Fire it by giving it a title. Poetry is like a fire; You find kindling of ideas, Spark a flame with rhymes, Bring it to life with vivid language. Poetry is like a life; It is born from the heart, It grows from the soul, It feeds from the mind, But it never dies...

You take a breath You close your eyes And for the last time You say goodbye No more worries No more stress No more "whats next?" You grab that blade With the gun and knife You drag it across your wrist Without a thought it mind Blood starts to rush You start to feel numb Your parents are out And your siblings are home You lock that door And start to feel better The world appears blurry And you know its time You lye down on your bed With you arm out You down those pills And in the blink of an eye Your heart slowly stops beating And you smile. Your parents come home Not knowing somethings wrong They knock on your door Thinking you're not home They turn the key in your door And suddenly There precious little child Is on the floor Gushing blood Without a response Your mom freaks out And calls the cops The cops come in And takes the body Your siblings still don't know You ruined the family You broke there hearts They're little child Is gone without thought. Yes I wrote this, I know its bad okay.

“Deep water and drowning are not the same thing. You're in deep water, I'm drowning.🏊”