Tony: Sometimes when I’m playing The Sims, I give myself a family.
[awkward silence]
Natasha: Jesus Christ.
Tony: Sometimes when I’m playing The Sims, I give myself a family.
[awkward silence]
Natasha: Jesus Christ.
can Bruce PLEASE get some therapy??? CAN HE PLEASE GET SOME THERAPY? I SPEND EVERY DAY THINKING ABOUT HIS SUICIDE ATTEMPT CAN HE PLEASE GET SOME THERAPY
Idk why i read that in the “can i please get a waffle” voice

because I modeled it that way
Matt: Luke, you and I are not so different.
Luke: Yeah right. I don't jump around in a red, ninja suit.
Matt: Hmm...let me ask you this. Did you go up against a homicidal, morally grey bitter guy who wanted revenge for the death of his family but went about it in the wrong way?
Luke: ...yeah.
Matt: Is your arch-nemesis a brutal crime lord who just wanted to uplift their community? Also, did this brutal crime lord have a tragic childhood that involved the death of an abusive parental figure?
Luke: ...yeah.
Matt: Did you have a relationship with Claire? And if you did have a relationship with her, did your relationship end because you wouldn't give up the vigilante life?
Luke: Yeah and yeah.
Matt: Also, did the vigilante life consume you to the point that you started doing morally questionable stuff?
Luke: Yeah.
Matt: See, you and I are alike. There's only one more thing that needs to happen, and it's your ex-lover coming back into your life and dragging you into their mess. Know anyone like that?
Luke: (immediately thinks of Jessica) Uh oh...
The Avengers frequently lose Bucky after he officially joins the team. He goes away for hours at a time and everyone just assumes it’s best not to bother him.
The thing is, the facility has a big kitchen and Bucky’s taken to hanging out in the facility’s huge, walk-in freezer. Weirdly, cold storage is his safe space. And because Bucky’s dealt with full-on cryo, the freezer is more like a spa than a fridge. It barely feels cold, and he can hang out for quite a while before it gets hard to breathe.
No one knows where he goes until one day Sam is getting a snack. And there’s Bucky, playing solitaire and eating ice cream sandwiches next to a bulk supply of frozen vegetables.
There’s an intensely awkward minute of silent confusion as they size each other up.
Sam goes to get Steve.
Steve steps into the fridge and takes in the sight of his best friend, slightly frosted, casually playing cards by himself. “What are you doing in here, Buck?” he asks.
Bucky plays another card and shrugs. “Just chillin’.”


I could honestly go on and on with these but I’m going to stop it here for now…