forassgard:

Scarlett [Johansson] is just the most amazing, sweetest girl on the planet. We’ve done several, outside of the Marvel universe, we’ve done some other films together, and I always relish my time with her because she’s always so… She’s way smarter than most people think and an incredibly talented person, and she makes me laugh so much. She’s hilarious. You know, we used to spend time together at like six in the morning because we were in the same make up trailer. It was me and her, her music, her make up people and my guy, and it was the best time of the day for me. x

the-wordbutler:

topaz119:

amuseoffyre:

excuse u. who gave you boys permission?

Have I re-blogged this before? I can’t believe that I haven’t, but I can’t find it…

CHRIS EVANS SEBASTIAN STAN THIS GIVES ME FEELS FOR 180 DAYS

This is pretty much exactly how I imagine these boys in 180 Days, excepting maybe that Steve needs his softer, blonder hair. He could grow a goatee, though. I bet Bucky’d be super into it.

(Now I am imagining those dorks running errands together, dressed like this, laughing and chatting as they grab groceries or shit—because they have not lived together nearly long enough to run solo errands, no sir—and they are completely unaware that they are being checked out by strangers because they are wrapped up in one another.

Yes, I know they both look a little more subdued in this picture than that, but dammit, I love them happy.)

the-wordbutler:

thempuniverse:

mishasminions:

HIS FACE IS JUST THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD

anarialm’s tags:

There are about a hundred different reasons why Steve and Bucky finally decide that they want a second child. Part of it is Dot’s friendship with certain little foster children. Part of it is borne of some future events (especially those in Harmless Error and Sua Sponte). But some is this, the light in Bucky’s eyes when he bends down and smiles at these adorable kids who are at the annual spring carnival at Dot’s school, desperate for their chance to win one of those stupid razor scooters. You know, the scooters they won’t let Dot own because she almost falls over when she runs too fast, never mind when she’s on a dangerous two-wheeled contraption? Yeah. One of those.

Because Steve’s supposed to take tickets at the door, but the raffle table’s ten feet away, and Bucky laughs and teases and purposely misspells names just to get scolded, and it’s beautiful. Steve’s husband is beautiful.

And they really need to start talking seriously about having another baby.