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This trapped animal look was awful. That’s not the Winter Soldier. That’s the scared little kid he turns into when he’s confused and in pain. Because the Winter Soldier is a machine. But when the scrap of Bucky that’s still in there starts banging around, the machine goes fetal and he just reverts to this child like thing.

yep, just what I thought.

Or.. there´s the other possibility.

When he´s confused and scared, he resorts to violence….

Ugh that face. The way he is looking at Steve not knowing what the other man is going to do. Because he is looking at Steve as his mission, as the man he has to kill. And then at the same time, there is a familiarity there that he doesn’t understand. And what is happening now? The man he had stabbed and shot multiple times is saving his life? Why? No one cares about him. He is only worth saving because he is an efficient killer, not because he matters. And this man, this target,  even though he is bleeding out and the world is literally crumbling down around them, is using the last bit of strength he has left to save his life. This is probably the first act of kindness anyone has shown him in 70 years. 




How awesome does this sound though. You get infinite money and once a week you get to take a child to a candy store or toys or us or somewhere they love and buy them as much they want this would be fun given the kid wasn’t a brat.

There is no downside to this at all

This is the best, because it says A CHILD, not your child, so I could pick one of the really poor kids on the streets and go “Your life is going to change right now”, and I could buy everything their family might need, along with a house, a food supply, toys, clothes, and everything they never had the chance to have before. And the best thing is that I could do this with lots of children, and not just one. I could give a lot of children in need a full week of Christmas basically and maybe give them a chance to have a different life. That would be great.

(Source: honeyipwnedthekids)

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