“I’m not an alien, I’m discontent.”

If we’re being honest, most of us study our favourite character less like an entomologist studies a bug and more like an astronomer studies a distant star: drawing complicated inferences from extremely limited data, then getting tetchy about it when somebody else draws incompatible but equally well-supported inferences from the same data because it’s the fucking principle of the thing.

being obsessed with captain america: the winter soldier in 2014 is something that will always be inside of you

"that time of the month" "monthly visitor" "feminine hygiene products" GRRAH!!! SHUT UP SHUT UP!!! PERIOD!! MENSTRUATION!!!! TAMPONS!!! PADS!! MENOPAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!

VAGINA!!!!

Anyhoo. Robby's therapist asks him what brings him peace and comfort and Robby can only think of Jack's face, and Jack's smile and Jack's hand on the back of his head as he holds Robby, like he's held him so many times since Robby came back and Robby has a goddamn epiphany right there in his therapist's office.