bucky learning about all the dangerous shit steve’s done, and doing that thing where he’s furious but he can’t yell at him because there are people around, so he keeps saying “oh really” with increasing hostility
"you got into a brawl with a god? oh really?" *purses his lips*
"you jump out of airplanes without a chute? oh really?” *narrows his eyes*
"you flew a plane into the ocean? oh really?” *glass shatters in his hand*
"She’s really pretty for a black girl"
“He’s really cool for a gay guy”
“She’s doing really well for a woman”
"All these young girls getting themselves pregnant"
Wow, self impregnating teenage girls, these men should be afraid, we as woman are evolving at alarming rates.
I FUCKING HATE SOCIAL ANXIETY BECAUSE YOU’RE SCARED TO TALK TO PEOPLE BUT ALSO DYING TO TALK TO PEOPLE AND HANG OUT AND RELAX AND HAVE FUN AND NOT BE ALONE AND LONELY AND FEEL LIKE SHIT BUT YOU DO FEEL LIKE SHIT BECAUSE YOU CAN’T EVEN RELAX ENOUGH TO TALK TO PEOPLE WITHOUT OVERTHINKING EVERYTHING
I say this with the utmost respect, but male writers tend to write female characters as either the angel or the whore.