And We’re Only 10 Minutes In Smh

Robert Downey Jr. and a cat.

One-two-three!

This honestly is so powerful and painful. The way he talks about the kids’ excitement and determination to survive long enough to see Black Panther is bittersweet. He gave generations of Black audiences a movie where a Black man is a king, a warrior, a loyal friend, and a grieving son all rolled into one. That’s fucking iconic. Knowing now that he carried the hopes and expectations of his community while battling literal death and that he reached out to kids struggling with cancer as well just brings home the fact that Chadwick was an actual hero and a beacon that got extinguished too early.

Kinda reminds me, especially because of how they look, of Quench by AidaRonan

Steve/Bucky

Rated: Explicit

9417 words

Summary:

This guy, he had never met. He definitely wouldn’t have forgotten it if he had. Shaggy dishwater blond hair run through with natural golden highlights, a thick brown beard, and a body like a Mack truck made out of ribeye.

“Fuck me,” Bucky gasped.

“Excuse me?”

Or the one where archeology intern Bucky Barnes meets actual archeologist Steve Rogers and reaches levels of thirst scientists once believed to be theoretically impossible.

“What have I told you about coming in my office when I’m working?”

“But I was lonely.”

(more of our favorite fellas because i’m feeling particularly happy about getting to see harry styles on halloween in NYC!)

"when a king passed away he goes to a place where other kings are waiting"