Steve Rogers, My Husband (fictional Character I'm In Love With) Is Celebrating His 106th Bday With Me

Steve Rogers, my husband (fictional character I'm in love with) is celebrating his 106th bday with me (minding his own business in a casket) and we're having so much fun on our date (I'm obsessing over him in catfa)

Hydra will always choose cyborgs over androids.

Of course they will, androids don’t bleed.

Sure, cyborgs scream when you cut the rest of their arm off and they beg for their mother and when the pain is bad enough they pray incoherently for god to take them and sure, an android won’t try to escape and won’t have dreams and nightmares and memories that leak back in no matter how much you fry the brain out of their skull but androids don’t bleed.

Sure, cyborgs ask questions and wish on shooting stars and beg and regret and wake up screaming from nightmares, but androids don’t bleed.

When you kill an android, it doesn’t let out a rattling breath and look peaceful as it finally escapes decades of violence and brainwashing and pain. When you kill an android, it doesn’t thank you. It doesn’t haunt your every dream, like the cyborg who breathes his breath which is really a last sigh of relief as he dies.

Hydra won’t choose androids.

Androids don’t bleed.

A cyborg will bleed himself to make up for what’s been done to him.

My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $450

Praying for the safety of these innocent souls

*gets down on one knee*

*flirts with you*

Y/N: Why doesn’t Wanda find me sexy when I bite my lip?

Bucky: What do you look like when you bite your lip?

Y/N: [bites lip]

Bucky: ...Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead?

Y/N, on the phone: Can you buy me ice cream from the store?

Bucky: It's 3am

Y/N: So is that a yes or...

Bucky: You're a grown adult, do it yourself

Y/N: I knew you never loved me