for some reason I can only do my work at night so all day I'm just laying around doing nothing and then at night I'm rushing to get work done before 12 and reading books until 4
i wish some of y'all would shut the fuck up about how the black widow movie "didn't feel like it was about natasha" you didn't watch it right.
SAM WILSON, MAN YOU'RE LOOKIN GOOD
ANTHONY MACKIE as SAM WILSON in The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021) | Power Broker
i don't want y'all posting some corny shit when i die like ‘she was so cool, i wish she gets the peace she deserves. rip’ dude i faked my own death and i'm living in a countryside where no one knows my name
Natasha Romanov, Black Widow
“Fuck you my child is completely fine.”
Your child has full length and ongoing conversations with their-self pretending they’re talking to fictional characters and said characters are responding to them.
I choose to believe this ending
Oh no guys! I had a thought.
After Ellie returns from Santa Barbara, she and Dina try to heal and one night it leads to an argument.
Ellie yells at Dina "I can't! Everyone I have loved has died! Everyone except you and JJ. I can't lose you two. I'm toxic!"
The words hang in the air for one second and then another. And Ellie waits for Dina to tell her to get out. To leave Jackson.
And then Dina laughs, but its hallow and dark.
"You're not the only one El. My mother, Talia, Jesse, they're all dead. Everyone I've loved, who I've called family is dead accept for you and JJ. But you know the difference between us Ellie? I fought for my family. You ran from it Ellie, and now you have the chance to fight for us and you're trying to run."
Ellie doesn't realize she's crying until Dina is stepping forward and gently cupping her face.
"I can't make you fight for us Ellie, you have to make that decision. But I'm here, JJ is here, and we love you"
Ellie gets the help she needs and eventually she and Dina are able to work on and heal their relationship and they marry. Followed by all thw happy freckled fam moments.
MHM YUP YUP
Victor Rousseau – The Secret (1917)