Jason: That Was A Riveting Question. Jai: Clearly I’ve Missed My Calling As A Journalist. Unscripted:

he has the looks of a depressed english professor and the soul of a whore.

Jon Bernthal as Braxton THE ACCOUNTANT 2 (2025)

Wish this was me rn 🎀

filtering down ao3 results from 14000 to 6 based on a single tag is foul. im sorry none of you are as enlightened as me ig.

I may not go down in history but I’ll go down on you

Alexei Blurb

Stranger Things

A/N: bro idk, I just thought of it so I wrote it. it's short and nothing much, might do more of this guy later. can you tell im in season 3 of my rewatch? xoxo

You were sat in the back seat of the yellow convertible as Hopper and Joyce argued in the front seat, eyes scanning over the Illinois map that had been bought back at the gas station. Alexei was sat next to you, cuffed hands holding onto the large Slurpee he had gotten back at the 7/11. A few moments later the man said something in Russian, gently elbowing you to get your attention. You looked over at him in confusion, frowning a bit.

"I.." You sighed, folding the map up carefully and wedged it under your leg so it didn't fly away.

Alexei repeated what he said again, eyebrows furrowing.

You blinked, staring at the man blankly. "I don't... Nyet? Nyet, no." You shook your head, your expression apologetic.

Alexei shook his head before pointing at a bracelet you wore. It was something El had made for you, a thank you for helping catch her up on learning so she'd be able to attend school some day soon under her new alias.

The man grinned to himself, speaking again before laughing quietly. He shook his wrists before looking between your bracelet and his handcuffs. "Yours looks better than mine."

A smile tugged at your mouth when you realized he was trying to make a joke before you snorted a laugh, leaning back in your seat.

"You get?" Alexei's accent was thick and you looked over at him in surprise at the sudden broken English.

"Uh, no.." You shook your head before glancing at Hopper and Joyce. "But once we get there you can... tell me?" You grimaced a bit as Alexei stared at you in confusion before it turned into one of defeat.

"Will you two shut up?" Hopper snapped, glaring at you in the rearview mirror. "He's the enemy here, Y/N!"

"He's just a guy, Hopper!" You snapped back, returning his harsh stare. "Do you really think he wanted to be some evil scientist?"

Hopper opened his mouth to respond before Joyce gave him a warning stare, his mouth snapping shut with a grumble. The car ride was quiet for a while before you turned to Alexei, trying to think of what the two of you could do to keep busy.

"..Patty cake?" You looked at him questioningly, and Alexei frowned.

"Patty...cake?" His accent was thick as echoed your words, turning towards you in his seat.

You held up your hands to him, starting to make the motions in the air of the ageless game. The man gasped in realization and grinned, fully turning towards you so the two of you could play.

"Are you fucking serious?" Hopper turned his head around to glare at the two of you before quickly whipping around back to put his eyes back on the road.

"You're just mad that he's also a person." Joyce spoke up, turning around in her seat to watch the two of you. "Please! Play!" She motioned her hands, smiling at the two of you.

The two of you hesitantly started to play, Alexei trying the best he could considering the handcuffs.

"Patty cake, patty cake, baker's man-"

Alexei was singing the tune in Russian, wide smile across his face.

"It's pat-a-cake." Hopper interrupted the two of you, glancing back again.

"Pat-a-cake?" You and Joyce looked up, and you arched your eyebrows.

"Pat-a-cake pat-a-cake.." You mumbled to yourself, doing the hand motions. "Oh."

Hopper smirked, leaning back in his seat as he looked at the road ahead. Joyce scoffed and turned back around, staring out the passenger side of the car.

You and Alexei shared a glance before you turned towards him, the two of you quietly going back to your game.

So I just saw a quote from the Russo’s and they basically said “He dropped the shield, he rejected the Captain America identity, and embraced the Steve Rogers one instead.” I, of course, started sobbing at this part, but when I read this quote it all became more clear.

When Tony says “I was wrong about you, the whole world was wrong about you” is 100% true. The whole world, even his friends, saw Steve as this selfless, patriotic hero, willing to save the day no matter what. But that’s not necessarily all Steve, that’s mostly Captain America. Yes, Steve is incredibly selfless and brave, but he was also just a kid from Brooklyn before getting the Cap persona. When he went under, he essentially lost everyone who knew him as “just steve” not “Captain America”.

So when Bucky comes back in his life, he’s more Steve Rogers. “When he said Bucky, I was the 16 year old kid from Brooklyn again.” Steve doesn’t have to be Captain America around Bucky. Steve doesn’t have to be this hero that everyone needs him to be. Because Bucky would rather be saved by Steve Rogers than Captain America.

Steve dropped the shield, rejected the idea of Captain America, because in reality, he isn’t just “Captain America,” he’s also Steve Rogers. And that scrawny kid from Brooklyn would do anything to save his best friend, even if that meant rejecting what the world saw him as.

I feel like nobody is a bigger misandrist than Frank Castle. Like that man distrusts ALL other men on principle, especially when it comes to your safety.

lol no it's true! He's side-eyeing every man until proven otherwise. You're just always hearing Frank muttering "this asshole" when you're out in public when guys are pushing past people on the sidewalk or not standing for an old lady on the subway or not carrying the grocery bags for their girlfriend.

He's even bossing them around at various establishments lol. You're at the coffee shop and there's a woman trying to haul out the trash while some other male barista is scrolling on his phone and Frank is barking from behind the counter like "You!" and pointing at the male barista so they look up in terror, "take the fuckin' trash out asshole" and the barista is just scrambling to do it because they don't know what's going on lolol.