Not Meant For Mortal Men

The name is Kimberly, though some call me Skipper Peggy Carter. I have a thing for Marvel Men. I could give Chris Evans a run for his money on biggest Disney Nerd. Still trying to find a madman in a blue box though.

[beardedchrisevans]

[stevenrogered]

Chris Evans helps Regina King up the stairs to the stage after her Oscars win

[maggiemurdockremade]

Thank you Marvel for changing ours.

[floatingpetals]

Me too JLo. Me too.

[welcometomymadteaparty]

@skipperkimberly

[skipperkimberly]

@welcometomymadteaparty I just wanna touch that damn jacket 😂😍

[soundgardxn]

i need more 40s bucky

[thelovejandles]

[karenpage]

Okay. Just for a minute… try… try to be Frank Castle. To be solely fueled by… by a single cluster of seconds. One moment in… in your entire life… and every time you close your eyes, you relive that moment. And every time you open them, you find only the briefest peace before you realize that that nightmare is real. That nothing has changed. Your family isn’t coming back. And so you watch them die… all over again right in front of you. We’re not talking about something that happened to Frank Castle, we’re talking about something that is happening to him.

Karen Page + grief

[irnstrange]

*takes an ant outside and lets it free instead of killing it* This one is for you Paul Rudd.

[yazberries-archive-deactivated2]

*takes a spider outside* this is for you Tom Holland

[irnstrange]

*takes a mantis outside* This is for you Pom Klementieff

[tired-ass-nerd]

*feeds some birds* this is for you Anthony Mackie

[barnes-107th]

*waters some trees* This is for you Groot

[theatergeeky]

*pets cat* this if for you Chadwick

[blogdeactivated1028]

*pets roomba* this is for you dum-e

[vmohlere]

*overthrows America’s burgeoning fascist regime* this is for you Steve

[skipperkimberly]

I’ve been sexually assaulted. Twice. Both by people I knew. Once my freshman year of college, I was hanging out with a guy who I considered a friend. When he proceeded to force himself on me, I was mortified. Frozen. I couldn’t stop it. When I got home that night, I turned the shower on as hot as I could stand it. I felt disgusting. Used. Unwanted. I was ashamed of myself. But I never said anything because I assumed I deserved it.

Again, my junior year in college. A couple of friends came to stay the night with me while they were passing through. I woke up to him touching me. I tried to roll over, not to make a big deal about it. He didn’t stop. And never brought it up again. I should have said something, but the words never populated. I hate myself for not speaking up, not vocalizing my disgust or nonconsent.

To this day they’re both still my friends on Facebook, because I’m not strong enough to do anything about it. I continue to think that I deserved it. That my attitude brought this upon me, that it’s my fault. Anytime they like or comment on something I post, I want to throw up. I want to scream and tell them what they did, because I’m convinced they would think nothing of it.

I hate my body. I hate my life. I hate that I never said anything. Don’t be like me.

[skipperkimberly]

My brain hasn’t gone this dark in a while. I just want to go to sleep.

[heartinelli]

I just can’t anymore

[thisispawnee]

[blueisacolour]

WHO SAID IT WAS OK TO POST SOMETHING THIS HORRIBLE!??!??

[janeturenne]

My first reaction was ‘Nice thought but there’s no way, Coulson is much younger than…’ and then I stopped mid-thought.

Because you know what.

You know what.

After Steve, the US government had to keep trying to recreate the Super-Soldier Serum.

And who

and who

would be the FIRST DAMN PERSON IN LINE to volunteer?

They told us it never worked again.  And that was kind of true.  They never again recreated the super-strength or the gleaming pecs.  But other things, they got right.  They got the vastly delayed aging.  And the kind of reflexes that make a man able to take out two armed thugs with a bag of flour.  And the talent for leading through example.  And they got the most important part, Erskine’s favorite part: the magnification of moral fiber, taking the loyalty and selflessness of a loyal and selfless man and making him into something spectacular.

Coulson didn’t buy those vintage cards on Ebay.

He’s had them since he was a little boy.

That little boy right there.

[sleep-silent-angel]

reblog so fast I think I broke something

[avenger-nerd-mom]

this is one of my favorite theories…

[skipperkimberly]

When you’ve been up since 6am (yesterday), and you can’t sleep, no matter how good the kitten and puppy snuggles are, you watch the entirety of season 2 of Agent Carter and wonder how the hell they could cancel that beautiful masterpiece.

[spacenerdevans]

mood

[weheartbucky]

March 10, 1917 | Happy 101st Birthday, James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes!

[amanoeriya]

只是想撇個長髮飄飄的Bucky

[beardedchrisevans]

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