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Avengers Preference: How They Handle Your Death

a/n: the first request of the avenge-these-imagines NYE Request Extravaganza! (if you can think of a better name, I’m all ears, lol). enjoy!

warnings: grief, death of the reader

Thor- upon news of your death, Thor seemingly vanishes into thin air. he travels into some far-reaching corner of the universe to be alone with his grief, and the entirety of Asgard mourns their fallen princess. when he finally returns, he is much more solemn, far less brash, and only returns to Midgard when absolutely necessary. he can’t stand the realm that was once lit up by your beautiful smile, and the way it has moved on without you.

Bruce Banner/Hulk- when Bruce watches you get shot on what was supposed to be a simple, low danger recon mission, he almost completely loses his humanity. the thought of that last laugh lighting up your face right before the bullet entered you was too much for him to deal with in his human form, so the Hulk takes over. Natasha finds him in a cave in the mountains and sings him his lullaby, and she holds him as he deals with his grief for the first time.

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow- you were the only thing keeping Natasha from reverting into her former cold assassin self, and after your death she becomes hell-bent on revenge. calculatingly killing each and every person involved in her loss.

Clint Barton/Hawkeye- people are shocked at how well Clint takes the news of your death, as he seems to be his usual self (though unwilling to talk about you). one night while Tony is restlessly wandering the halls of the tower, he finds Clint in your room, holding your favorite jacket and sobbing. he never mentions it to Clint, but the next day there is a sad understanding in the eyes of the team, and they all drink to your memory and share stories about you.

Tony Stark/Iron Man- Tony throws himself into his work, mainlining caffeine as a replacement for sleep. on the fourth straight day, Bruce steadies him as he almost falls over in the lab. when he demands that Tony get some rest, Tony responds, “I can’t. there’s a cold, empty space where she used to sleep. the nightmares are unbearable. I can’t sleep until I can make something to protect those I love, so I never have to feel this way again.” after that, Bruce begins staying up with him.

Steve Rogers/Captain America- Steve deals with your passing in the somber, steady way he dealt with all of his other losses. he can’t get drunk, but that doesn’t stop him from drinking his way through Tony’s liquor cabinet. nobody ever mentions it, but suddenly there’s a section dedicated to you in Steve’s museum exhibit, with some of your favorite belongings. the donation sign merely reads “forever my girl -SR”

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier- after your death, everyone treats Bucky warily, worried that he’ll lose himself again, but Bucky stays strong. Steve doesn’t tell about the nights they spend sitting up, with Bucky too afraid to sleep because he’s worried he’ll awake with no memories of you.

Sam Wilson/Falcon- ever the rational one, Sam goes to a grief counselor after losing you. he knows that you would want him to deal with this in the healthiest way possible, and he gives back as much as he can in your memory.

Pietro and Wanda Maximoff/Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch- the twins are no strangers to loss, but the loss of you really wrecks them. they find solace in each other, becoming even more isolated and reliant on their sibling, because they are acutely aware that the things they love most can be ripped from them at a moment’s notice.


1. Steve is totally jealous of the Science Bros™ patented fist bump

2. Steve and Tony once again act as the worried parents of the Avengers and are arguing for the same side (how rEFRESHING)

3. Is anyone else seeing how Tony’s eyebrows lift the tiniest bit when Steve agrees with him like jfc in every goddang universe Tony Stark is going to crave Steve’s approval smh

4. If you don’t think those two are holding hands in the last few frames you’re a fucking liar

anonymous asked:

In which Steve is awed by the Strike Team Delta.

He’d had time to pour over the briefing from S.H.I.E.L.D. and only enough time to try and process in the quinjet on the way to what Coulson was calling a Helicarrier.  

He felt both awe and reticence when he watched the files on Stark. He was intelligent and reckless and made Steve think a little of himself and, much like he felt in his own skin, he wondered how much of Stark was a costume.

He felt guilt watching Banner.  Of all the advances made in the twenty-first century and still Erskine had been so beyond his time that no one had yet caught up to him.  The fascination with the serum – with what Steve represented – had led Banner to a prison made out of his own skin.  (He would wonder, later, how far off the trial serum had been in Banner’s case, I’m always angry, echoing in his head).

He felt dumbstruck at the possibility of Thor’s existence.  For all that he had seen in the life he’d had Before, he never thought – he’d seen the vast expanse of the cosmos, before Schmidt had disappeared into it, but he hadn’t thought that there’d be something else –someone else – out there.  It made him wonder if Schmidt was still out there, too.

He’d watched and re-watched the footage of Strike Team Delta – Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton.  He was.  He was awed, and looked forward to meeting them most of all.  As far as the information from S.H.I.E.L.D. had noted, they had no enhancements.  They had pasts, sure, but they had no serum or otherworldly abilities or suits worth millions.  

They were human, made of blood and sweat and hours upon hours of practice and (to read their files) abuse and perseverance and they were as skilled and fearsome a team as any of the others recommended on Fury’s list.  

Steve thought of his time Before, he and Bucky, back alleys and bloody lips and scraped knuckles and how hard it was to survive and here were two people so dedicated, so skilled they may as well have been a two-person Commando unit.  Were, as far as Steve was concerned.  He was anxious to meet them.


(This plot is based around suicide- please be careful)

So it was late last night and I started thinking about my Best Son Anthony Stark, and how he isn’t Good With Emotion. 

He finds it difficult to tell people he cares, and show others that he loves them. Sometimes even physical touch or people handing him things makes him uncomfortable, so the Avengers moving in proved difficult at the beginning, because… well, he just isn’t used to that much casual camaraderie and contact being thrown around. Totally new ball game. And it scares the shit out of him.

So anyway. The team are all Bonding and Growing Together and stuff, and Tony is just out on a limb, because he doesn’t know how to fucking say that he likes them. He shows it, of course he shows it, that’s the only thing he ever can do well- but then his goddamn mouth just has to run off and say something stupid and they’re right back at square-fucking-one again. He doesn’t know what to do, and he just… he doesn’t feel like one of them. It hurts.

Then there’s a bad mission.

 A… a really bad mission. Something-Wears-Coulson’s-Face-And-Goes-On-A-Murderous-Rampage-Directed-At-Clint type of bad mission.

Clint tries to jump off the roof.

And Tony is suddenly… completely and utterly consumed by how painful that is to think about. How stupidly attached he’s become, not only to the Birdbrain, but the whole damn team. Remembering Clint, sat still and silent on the top of the tower with a half-empty bottle of whatever-the-fuck in his hand and an empty look in his eyes… it haunts him. 

Literally. He can’t sleep. He barely lets Clint out of his sight for weeks after, just in case. The thought plagues him, because he knows, fuck does he know, what it’s like to feel that sort of pain. And he can’t stand the thought of Clint suffering the same.

He feels like he’s doing nothing. Like he’s helpless. So one night of yet more insomnia, he decides to put the ball on his side of the court.

He starts writing.

By the end of the morning, there’s pages and pages of data- Clint’s triggers, his history, his likes and dislikes and his mental state- all cross-referenced with one another and neatly sorted into workable piles. He tells JARVIS to scan the work and track it with Clint’s behaviour; flagging him up in either amber for medium risk, or red for immediate. 

And once he’s done that- why the hell would he stop there?

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Salt of the Earth; Avengers x Reader

Description: Fem!Reader Y/n is taken in by the Avengers for protection. As she gets older, we see the stories of her life with them and how she bonds.

Author: Lee

Warnings: none ??

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (soon)

Y/n was only three when she first met the Avengers. She was brought into the Avengers by her parents after they realized her gift. Y/n wasn’t a normal child, she had lavender colored eyes and extremely heightened senses. It’s just the way she was born; however, when her family realized she could control nearly all of the elements on the periodic table, her parents made the decision to ensure her protection. It was a good thing too, with the downfall of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., any desperate Hydra executive would want someone like Y/N.

The day Y/n walked into the safe house, all eyes were on her. Mr. Stark turned to her parents and introduced them to the team - Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, The Vision, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, and Thor Odinson and Clint Barton (they were just visiting). They all looked surprised to see someone so young in the house, even Peter Parker had a few years on Y/n. Nevertheless, the team welcomed her with open arms and bright smiles, promising her parents that they’d take care of her.

The first night, Y/n lay awake sobbing. The child missed her parents. It was that night that Steve Rogers, woken up by F.R.I.D.A.Y, walked across the hall to her room and scooped her up. He walked up and down the halls, humming to her as he rocked her in his arms. He knew what it was like to miss someone.

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the avengers as spongebob characters

Tony Stark as Squilliam Fancyson - It could’ve been Mr. Krabs, but he actually cares for his money. Also, look at how the lady fish is looking at Squilliam. “Dat Ass.” indeed.

Steve Rogers as Mermaid Man - The elder superhero. Also I’m pretty sure if Steve’s hair turned white it would be like that.

Clint Barton as Spongebob - Is there for the fun of it all. Could be home watching TV and gardening, doing normal stuff as a normal adult. But nah.

Natasha Romanoff as Sandy Cheeks - This is where I kind of cheated. You’ll see why. But yes, it’s because Sandy is a badass.

The Hulk as Sandy Cheeks’ hibernation mode, monster, thing.. - You Know Why. That picture could’ve been copied and pasted and you wouldn’t notice the difference.

Thor and (Bonus! Cause I love him!) Loki as those two dudes in salty spitoon I just know that dude with the Mom tattoo is named Reg - Look they even got the sibling rivalry glare right. And the mom tattoo! I’m pretty sure Loki would have a mom tattoo.

Tumblr Deathwatch Banner

So I know I specifically set up side blog for 40k shower thoughts but… I thought what’s the end game for the Deathwatch Company I’m going to be working on… Oooh… I know… If I combine a couple Bastions with a Shrine of the Aquila paint it all black… Well that’s your Watch House planned out so I can properly put you on display between games…

What it really needs is a Banner… Hanging from the Bastions… So talented artists of Tumblr I need your help… Can you please design for me a Banner for the Watch…?.


                                               NADIA TOMIC.

                 feat. ichihara mizuna (the hot god killer). @deityslain
                             ito hikaru (the old asshole). @banefate
                   nagahashi ren (the platonic interest). @clersense

IronHawk (Twenty)

This is our last update guys!
Thank you so much for going along on this ridiculous, heart breaking, angsty ride with me!

Catch  Chapter 1-19 HERE

Enjoy our boys finally figuring themselves out.

Love all my readers, you guys are the sweetest!!!

Tony didn’t put any spray on when he got back to his room, but he didn’t see Clint the rest of that day, so it didn’t matter.

So Tony didn’t put any on the next day either. Only Natasha commented on it, leaning in to scent him and sending him one of those half smiles. “Glad to have you back, Tony.”

The third day, he and Pepper were having coffee and going over paperwork for a new patent for some new technology when Hawkeye came out of his room.

“Oh Clint! I didn’t even know you were home!” Pepper said, surprised. Tony looked up quickly, trying read the Alphas mood, which was shockingly easy without the hormone neutralizer muting everything.
Clint seemed tired, but happy. Wary of being in the same room as Tony and…oh. Clint was interested.

Tony felt it like a physical charge when Clint zeroed in on him.

“Hey.” Clint said quietly, eyebrows going up, wings fluttering in curiosity. He had caught Tony’s scent instantly, and it was already affecting him. He sent Tony a questioning look, and Tony nodded in answer.

“Hey.” Tony replied, and turned his head a little, tilting it just slightly in invitation. Yes Alpha.

Clint took several large steps, crowding into Tony’s space, and gave a small sniff at the omegas neck, before groaning and breathing in deeper.

Tony.” He whispered into his ear, the word filled with so much longing it made Tony’s chest tight.

Tony rotated in his chair, parting his legs just enough for Clint to stand between them. “Tony.” He said again, coming closer, pressing his nose to the soft patch of skin behind Tony’s ear, running down his neck and over the bonding mark. “I’ve missed you.”

Clint was in heaven, finally being able to scent his omega, to feel the emotion coming from him. “Can I hold you?” he asked carefully, and Tony nodded, his hands coming up to grip Clint’s strong arms. “Come on then.” Clint stepped back just far enough to pull Tony to his feet, cradling him in his arms and carrying him over to one of the recliners.

He stretched back, bringing Tony to lay nearly on top of him, close enough that Clint could still put his face into the omegas neck. His wings opened wide, then settled in a blanket over them, basically hiding them from view. Bending his knee so one leg lay between Tony’s, Clint ran his fingers through his omegas hair, down his cheek, over his shoulders, anywhere he could touch. He stroked his thumb firmly over the bonding mark and Tony shivered, humming softly as he relaxed against him.
“Does this mean…” Clint cleared his throat. “You aren’t wearing the spray. Does this— are we-”

“Yes.” Tony said. “That’s what I was going for. I figured getting rid of my hormone neutralizer would get the message across.”

Omega.” Clint murmured, and Tony started purring.

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The signs as Newsies songs
  • Aries: Brooklyn's Here
  • Taurus: The Bottom Line
  • Gemini: Carrying the Banner
  • Cancer: Watch What Happens
  • Leo: Seize the Day
  • Virgo: Once and For All
  • Libra: That's Rich
  • Scorpio: Santa Fe
  • Sagittarius: King of New York
  • Capricorn: Something to Believe In
  • Aquarius: The World Will Know
  • Pisces: I Never Planned on You/Don't Come A-Knocking

*finally pulls Ryouma from summoning*

me: *instead of excitement, tapping foot irritatedly* WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

100% Accurate Avengers Descriptions
  • Steve: language dino
  • Natasha: Actual Queen
  • Tony: bby beneath bitchy exterior
  • Pietro: the fast one
  • Wanda: also Actual Queen but scarier
  • Bruce: precious bby
  • Clint: Snarky Queen
  • Thor: p cool
  • Loki: dick