Sophie

“Cities allow us to extract some of the transactional services that were assumed to be an integral, gendered aspect of traditional marriage and enjoy them as actual transactional service, for which we pay. This dynamic also permits women to function in the world in a way that was once impossible, with the city serving as spouse and, sometimes, true love.”
― Rebecca Traister, All the Single Ladies

“The big fat yellow cat comes to wind around Bucky's ankles. It says, “Meow.” It pronounces it very distinctly, like maybe it speaks Cat as a second language and doesn't know how to use contractions.”
― spitandvinegar, Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down)

“He wanted to memorize every inch of her, every curve and angle, the strong length of her thigh and the delicate bones of her wrist, storing up memories against a bleak and empty tomorrow. But that wasn’t how love worked. Love wasn’t a sum safely invested in the five percents. One couldn’t prevent future sorrow by capitalizing on present bliss. All he could do was have this moment, wring all the joy out of it, and then somehow continue after it was over.”
― Cat Sebastian, Unmasked by the Marquess

“I'm your f-friend?” says the Winter Soldier, kind of perking up a little. Sam almost starts crying himself. It's like those videos on youtube of people rescuing fighting dogs who start out all skinny and mean and growly and end up all fat and happy and rolling around licking people. He just wants to be loved, man, it's not his fault that he's all scarred up and scary with a missing front leg and doggie anxiety, and do they make ThunderShirts for humans? Because Sam needs to buy a set in supersoldier sizes.”
― spitandvinegar