faun-songs – Page 2 – knitting in the dark

outstanding heterosexuals

its 4am dont hold me accountable for anything

it was my bday when i drew this it doesnt need to be explained

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you’ve borrowed
From the only place you’ve known

And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you…

kath-ballantyne:

faun-songs:

bucky+steve+breakfast in bed is usually a fluff prompt

gnnuhh… so fucking hot. Just perfect. Steve’s face and the sprawl of limbs and I wanna touch Bucky’s hair and ughh. Lovelovelove

faun-songs:

ssejery’s the brain im the muscle when it comes to stupid ideas

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dietraumerei:

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some days i just wanna make people sad

“He was a baby once. He must have been sweet and clean and his mother kissed his little pink toes. Maybe when it thundered at night she came to his crib and fixed his blanket better and whispered that he mustn’t be afraid, that mother was there. Then she picked him up and put her cheek on his head and said that he was her own sweet baby. He might have been a boy like my brother, running in and out of the house and slamming the door. And while his mother scolded him she was thinking that maybe he’ll be president some day. Then he was a young man, strong and happy. When he walked down the street, the girls smiled and turned to watch him. He smiled back and maybe he winked at the prettiest one. […] [T]hey are waiting for him to die. But he don’t want to die. He wants to keep on living even though he’s so old and there’s nothing to be happy about anymore.”

– from A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

is this some form of war declaration??

faun-songs:

‘Cause nobody ever survives
Prayin’ to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She’ll eat you alive

faun-songs:

Nobody ever teaches you how to deal with drunk pining artists.

stele3:

faun-songs:

The world has changed and none of us can go back. All we can do is our best, and sometimes the best that we can do is to start over.

I waaaaaant so many more fics about the Winter Soldier trying to be Bucky Barnes. Trying to act like him, look like him, but it obviously doesn’t work quite right. His smiles shake at the corners and when he’s distracted from the act his body either moves steady and slow like a predator or nervous and fast like prey.