in which i watch the avengers again

anonymous asked:

I don't want to bother you or stress you out if you're super busy, but can I request a Soulmate AU fic with Reader and Loki? I don't really have any specific plot ideas sorry but maybe some angst that ends fluffy? Hope that's ok for you 😊 Ps. You're an incredible writer x

Pairing: Loki x Reader
Fandom: MCU
Warnings: Soulmate!AU in which you get the same injuries as your soulmate does.

A/N: thank you so much for that compliment, my love! I have to be honest, I was a little worried about this prompt, because I’m pretty much a grandma when it comes to soulmate AU’s. I literally just know a single one and I didn’t like that with loki and reader, but then I stumbled across this one and I just fell in love with it and yes, I’ll stop talking now lol. hope you like it bb <333

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You made your rounds through the compound right now, wishing everyone well in the fight against Thanos.

You were a scientist, not a soldier, so you had to stay put in the compound while some of your best friends might give their life today.

It was tearing you apart that you couldn’t do much more than wish them luck.

The last person on your list to make your farewells to was Loki.

He was standing in front of a giant window, distracted by the outside world.

You slowly approached him and gently placed a hand on his arm, trying not to startle him. If it was even possible to startle an Asgardian god.

“Loki?”

He continued to look out of the window.

“It’s about to start.”

“Yeah. I know,” you lowered your hand and looked outside as well. After a moment of silence you looked at him again. “Promise me to be careful?”

The Asgardian only smiled a little. But it wasn’t a sincere one. You could tell right away.

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Ride With Me (Part 3)

PAIRING: readerxbucky au

WORD COUNT 

WARNINGS: swearing and slight angst, only slightly. And a sprinkling of some good old sexual tension

I’m not sure why but EVERYWHERE I GO, I am hyperaware of motorbikes. Honestly this fic has ruined my whole existence in the best way possible!  

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GIF NOT MINE! 

Originally posted by trandafirr

Originally posted by howdoyourespond

It was well and truly into the night now, Hawkeyes defiantly drew in a mixed crowd when the night fell over the city. You and Wanda were rushed taking drink orders as Clint talked to his clientele and re-stocked the bar on numerous occasions. You had to admit you were impressed with yourself for keeping focus. Especially when the walking talking sex god kept looking at you constantly during your shift. You were hyperaware of the glances Bucky would throw you, he and the rest of his crew had allocated themselves a secluded booth in direct eye line to the bar counter. You had to wonder if this was do one purpose, so Bucky could keep an eye on you. You quickly dismissed that idea, why in the hell would I guy like that be interested in keeping tabs on you. You greeted the new arrivals with a smile as you took their order, taking a peek over at Bucky you were shocked, he was looking straight at you smirking over the rim of his whisky glass as Steve talked animatedly to him. Watching as Bucky’s face cracked into a large grin as he laughed at whatever Steve has just told him. You exhaled sharply out of your nose, suddenly finding yourself praying for the end of your shift.

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anonymous asked:

Oh my FUCkinG GOD I JUST READ FAMILY MEANS NO ONE GETS LEFT BEHIND OR FORGOTTEN BY COSMICOCEAN AND CDHDCSH I didn't realise that fic was everything that I ever need in my life till now, fuck, bless u guys and bless cosmicocean and bless stucky and marvel and every1, I owe u guys my life, my first child, my soul,,,, 10/10 would read 80000k words of steeb and bucks being loser dads w their adopted children they found in the trash and extended fam bam avengers

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keep my secrets, hope to die by defcontwo

She’s a straight A student with a type A personality and her fingers in the pot of just about every progressive activist group on campus but there is a thrumming running through her veins that tells her over and over and over, this is not enough. You can do more. You can always do more.

Mission: Promposal by AndUCallMeWeird

Teddy Altman has been pining after Billy for years, now he’s finally decided to do something about it. With Prom around the corner and determination to take the boy he’s pretty sure he’s in love with, Teddy plans out the biggest Promposal in history. With the help of the Avengers, Teddy manages to give Billy an experience he will never forget.

One Cloud Feels Lonely by thecommodore_squid

“I’m going to take a break for a while,” Steve said quietly, not looking at T’Challa, not knowing that this was what he was gonna do until the words were out of his mouth. “I can’t be on a team right now.”

T’Challa nodded as if he understood. “Alright.”

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In which Steve and Bucky both figure out how to be a person again, and it still takes them over 130 years.

Reincarnation Is Confusing by Zethsaire

A short character study of some of the Avengers/Young Avengers, and how Victor Mancha could help Bucky accept that the arm is a part of him. Also deals androids and reproduction, and how reincarnation puts a damper on everyone’s sex life.

Until They Can be Made Unbreakable by zarabithia

He’s supposed to be in prison. Instead, he’s watching The Wizard of Oz with a group of teenagers who think he should be a role model.

Title: Lang Love Interest (Daughter of Scott Lang! Reader x Peter Parker)

Summary: Full of resent for her father after moving; the reader is ready for everything about their new place to suck. Except, it doesn’t.

Word Count: 1664

Warnings: Teenage awkwardness :-)

A/N: I WANT TO WRITE A PART TWO ALREADY! Let me know if that’s something you’d want :)This was such a fun request, you guys. It also definitely helped me get out of the slump I felt like I was in. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!!!

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

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King of Anything

I am participating in @mrs-squirrel-chester‘s album fan fiction challenge.  I am using Sara Bareilles’ album Kaleidoscope Heart.  Entry number four.  I really loved writing this.

Description:  Steve Rogers tries to convince you to join the Avengers, and you’re just tired of his lectures. 

Word Count: 1578

Warnings: Character injury, cursing

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpEATgbZvXk

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"It'll be okay."

Reader is pregnant with Loki’s baby. Loki has “died” as far as the reader knows. She is scared to death, but gets major support from Thor, and the rest of the avengers.
Warnings: none.
ignore spelling errors please. 😊
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“Take care of yourself and our baby y/n. I love you.”
Those words stuck and floated in your min everyday. Loki was gone. And you were having his baby. You were blankly watching a movie with the rest of the Avengers when you felt sick again. You ran to the bathroom and spilled the contents of your stomach, which wasn’t a lot. “Lady y/n, are you ok?” You heard Thor’s voice. You flushed the toilet as you opened the door. “Are you alright?” He asked. “I can’t do this, I can’t.” You started to cry. He walked you to his room, and sat you next to him on the edge of his red colored comforter. “Thor, I’m p-p-pregnant.” You choked out. “Its Loki’s of course?” He asked. “Yes. And he knew. I don’t know if I can do this.” You sobbed. Thor pulled you into his big embrace. He lifted your chin and said, “Y/N, Loki loved you. You were his wife, his true love. He’d want you to have this little one.” He smiled, placing a hand in your stomach. “We have to tell the others then.” You replied.
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Thor held you frail, shaky, tiny hand in his big one as you walked out to the area where all the Avengers were gathered. “Lady Y/N has an announcement to make.” Thor said. “Is everything alright?” Clint asked. You looked up at Thor. He nodded. “I’m p-pregnant.” You said, your voice quivering. “Its Loki’s, correct?” Steve asked. “Yea. I’m so scared. I don’t know what to do.” You laughed, your vision blurring. Tony pulled you into his arms as you started to sob. “I don’t know what to do.” You cried. You saw a blur of blue dash up to you as it planted a small kiss on your cheek. “Do this for Loki. Do it for us. Do it,” Pietro said, placing a hand on your tummy, “for this little one.” You smiled as the tears streamed down your face. “I love you guys.” You smiled weakly. “And whoever you want to be there during the birth will be there. Whoever you want.” Wanda smiled. You pulled everyone into a group hug. “Im going to need you guys more than ever.” You said. Thor pulled you closer to him. “My sweet Y/N, I’ll be here for you. Always. For you and the child.” He smiled. You stood on your tippy toes and kissed his cheek. “I appreciate it. And your niece or nephew will too.” You smiled. He kissed your hand as he placed a hand on your tummy. “Everything will ok, Y/N.” He smiled. “It sure will with you guys by my side.” You smiled.
((There will be a part 2 coming tomorrow! Maybe a part 3 as well!! 😊)

Jungkook Scenario: This Love.

The Valentine’s Day Series.

Genre: Fluff / Romance.

Jungkook gives you three options to spend Valentine’s Day.


It had been a long day at the university, the classes took like double the time they were supposed to, your eyes hurt and you didn’t want to think anything else, so when the bell rang you moaned but dragged yourself towards the front door to see who it was.
An impulse of energy ran through when you saw the newcomer, it was your boyfriend and not some annoying salesman. You opened the door and smiled softly, he took your hands and kissed your forehead as a greeting.

-Jungkook, I wasn’t expecting you-

He smirked. -Should I go then?-

You laughed and made him get inside completely, closing the door behind you. -Pabo, of course not, I’m actually very happy to see you-

Jungkook walked towards the little kitchen, plopping down on a chair, now observing him better you could notice he too seemed tired, he had dark circles under his eyes, his shoulders weren’t as straight as always and he had like a sulky mood. -I almost didn’t make it here today-

You served two glasses of water and offered one to him, sitting down on the chair that was closest to him. -Why? Did something happen?-

He sighed loudly and stretched his neck. -Everything is happening-

You frowned, that made you worry, maybe you had done something wrong? -Babe…-

Jungkook read your expression and took your hand. -It’s not you jagiya, It’s the things at the company, we are working a lot-

Caressing his shoulder you tried to give him support. -It’s ok babe, you can rest here, is there something you want to talk about?-

He took a long sip of his water, shaking his head. -It’s not just a thing, It’s more like we have a lot in our hands right now, there’s the upcoming concert and new choreography and the lyrics writing and meetings with the media… It’s just a lot to think about-

You squeezed his hand and smiled sweetly at him. -You can do it babe, just to things at your own pace-

He smiled back at you, reaching out to peck your lips. -You’re the best, you knew that?-

You kissed his lips again. -I know, but I don’t get mad if you remind me-

Jungkook chuckled. -Now you’re full of yourself-

-And who’s fault is that?-

You two laughed and talked a bit more about your days and how you were awfully tired and just plain exhausted of your responsibilities.

-So- he started. -Tomorrow is the famous Valentine’s Day, what do you want to do?-

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Toxic - Peter Parker (3/??)

Summary: You are Tony Stark’s daughter, well protected from danger until the famous Spiderman comes along.

A/N: This is my second time writing this, sorry its a little bit late. My chrome crashed and ahhh. If anyone ever wants to send me a request or anything, just please do so! Don’t be shy. I do more than just the Toxic series :) Just click HERE.

Tagging: @wintersoldier28

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Your pulse sped up, tilting your head in confusion.

“Why?” You questioned.

He only glared at you with more force this time, his eyes truly hardening.

“It’s all over the internet, (Y/N). You and that Spiderboy.” He seethed, taking a step towards you. Following your instinct, you stepped back.

“Just swinging from building to building. One mess up and you would’ve splatted for everyone to see. Do you know how dangerous it is? No, even just being seen with him alone is dangerous.” His voice slowly began to drag itself to a higher volume, making you wince.

“Dad-”

“No, (Y/N). Let me finish. Being my daughter alone and training to become a future avenger is dangerous enough as it is- but being seen with that Spiderman? It adds up and eventually you’re going to be a target. I have enemies, hell- everyone you know that wants to do good in this world has enemies. That kid surely must have too. Why do you think you’re being trained? People are going to want to hurt you, possibly kill you who are our enemies just to get back on us. Don’t you get that?” 

Tony never got angry often, but times like this truly made you feel much more weak and scared of him.

“I-I’m sorry..”

“But are you, (Y/N)? Because you and I both know that you won’t just give up that easily. I saw you two sucking faces off down there through the security cameras. Gross, by the way.” He rolled his eyes, before continuing, “so you aren’t sorry. I don’t know how you manage to even be in love at your age, you two will break up soon.”

That made your blood boil, anger flooding your thoughts.

“You met my Mother when you were 17, didn’t you?” You didn’t let him answer, “so didn’t you even love her?”

His eyes darkened, turning away and speaking with a low voice- “I loved her with every aching second of my life, (Y/N). Don’t you dare bring your Mother into something like this.”

“Why not, Dad? Can I not talk about someone I miss too?” You didn’t notice that most of the Avengers were actually listening and watching from the Kitchen, but not drawing attention to themselves. 

It was silent for a few moments before you spoke up in a soft voice, “I’m not her, Dad.”

“(Y/N)-”

“I’m not going to just die like she did, I’m not her.”

He turned back around, his face red with anger.

Somehow, you remained to continue. “I may look like her, I may act like her. But I’m not her. I’m your daughter and I’m alive, I can protect myself!”

Tony seethed, “(Y/N), you’re treading on some mighty thin ice here..”

“So what Dad? You need to be told!  Just because she died because she was seen with you doesn’t mean I’ll die for the same reason Dad! I’m stronger than that..”

You noticed his hand quickly raising up, but just before it was about to connect to your cheek, the red aura energy that Wanda controlled with her mind was covering Tony’s hand and forcing it to stay there. You gasped, looking at his hand- then back to your Dad. Tony’s eyes softened, realising what he had done.

“(Y/N) I-”

“Don’t talk to me.” You spat, turning away and walking to the elevator.

“(Y/N) you can’t go out there, it’s dangerous at night.” Steve’s voice spoke up, warning you.

“I don’t care.” The same tone in your voice remained there, pressing the button for the doors to open- as they did so.

“(Y/N)..” Natasha’s voice soothed you slightly as she walked up to you, about to touch your arm but you flinched back.

“Don’t touch me.” You seethed, walking into the small space of the elevator, pressing the button to send you down to the bottom floor.

Just before the doors shut, you met eyes with your Dad. His eyes were filled with regret and misery. Whereas yours were filled up with a mixture between sadness and anger. He has never raised a finger to you before, sure- you went a bit far mentioning your Mother in an argument but that doesn’t give him a right to attempt to hit you.

The doors shut, and you felt your back sink into the wall behind you, tears filling your eyes and brimming your waterline. 

Don’t cry… Don’t cry… Those words repeated in your head like a broken record on repeat. It’s been quite a long time since you last cried, but no one has ever seen you cry, only your Dad. But right now he was out of the picture for you.

The tears vanished the second the doors dinged open, you rushed to the front doors and opened them, walking onto the eerie New York streets. The cold air attacking your bare arms, making all hair stand on ends and goosebumps form.

You wrapped your arms around yourself to try and keep yourself somewhat warm, and picked up a pace to walk away from the Stark tower. It slowly came to your realisation that you didn’t exactly have your phone on you, or any money. So you were just aimlessly walking the streets despite the danger that lurked around every corner.

You finally got the tower out of your sight, as you wondered around the streets, trying to not walk too close to any alleyways.

“Hey! Pretty lady, where are you goin’?” 

You felt stares on your back as the voice shouted that from behind you. You ignored the jeer towards you and carried on walking except picking up the pace.

“C’mon, get your fine ass over here!” 

A different voice cat called that this time, you turned and saw it was a group of around 7 boys in a small gang- staring at you and laughing. You shook your head in disgust and carried on walking- but turning a corner to get out of their sight.

Your arms tightened themselves around your waist, sighing to yourself- seeing many drunk people stumble onto the streets for a cab home out of clubs and bars. So you remained silent and tried to not look at anyone in the eyes. The more you walked and turned a corner, the more and more you felt farther away from home. Until realisation hit you- and you were lost. 

No phone, no money. Nothing to help you get anywhere. Anxiety was starting to burn a core into your chest as you darted your eyes around- searching for street names to somehow recognise a way home.

Surely someone was searching for you, but what if no one was?

You’d be stuck in New York for the full night in the cold and looking like pray to the criminals and rapists that lurked in the shadows. Panic flushed away any positive thoughts that remained to help you, as you felt drowned in bad vibes that pulsed in your heartbeat. 

What if they all didn’t care?

What if they thought you were just going to come back?

What if they wanted you gone?

Suddenly, a light in the corner of your eyes shook you back to reality, it was coming from an alleyway and down the alleyway was a fire, delicately burning with people sat around it. One of the people looked up.

“D-do you have any money for us..?” He seemed like a man in his 40′s, possibly. 

This made all of them look up towards you.

“Oh please, please give us money.”

“Aren’t you the rich girl?”

“We just need a little bit of money..”

They all stood up so it was easier to talk to. Each one of them male.

“I’m sorry but I-” You spoke up, clearing your throat, “I- don’t have any money right now..”

This made the first man walk towards you, “you lying brat.”

Your eyes widened, backing up.

“You rich bitch, lying to the homeless. You’re (Y/N) Stark. You always have money.”

His hand gripped your arm roughly, digging his nails deep into your skin.

“I-i don’t have any money on me right now..” You whimpered, feeling paralysed to move just incase they would all jump you.

He dragged you further into the alleyway, making your fear grow like a disease.

He then pinned you to the wall, checking your pockets. This was your chance, possibly the only chance.

You lifted one leg into the air, kicking the man in the crotch, but doing it with enough force to send him back into the other alleyway wall. The homeless man groaned, clutching his private area in pain.

You saw the other four men stand up, anger being shown on their face. Clearly being outnumbered by the men, you took the chance to try and escape. However, two of the men had already blocked off your path to the normal exit, an idea popping into your head.

You saw the man that you had kicked in the crotch, still cowering and recovering. So you took the chance, running up and jumping onto the man- making him drop down and hiss lightly, putting your feet on his shoulders and  jumping to the other wall, managing to reach a pipe and clinging onto it for dear life. Your fingers, barely holding you up.

“Get down here you tramp!”

You rolled your eyes, “that’s funny, coming from someone who is completely homeless.”

You tried to swing your legs to tie around the black, oily pipe too- but it was too much hard work. Guess you had to rely on your upper arm strength now. You attempted to pul yourself up with just your fingertips, but the oil was making that a very hard task.

Then you felt someone grab your foot, and pull you down, making your face scrape on the brick wall and you hitting the cement floor harshly, hurting the entire left side of your body.

“Fuck!” You cried out, seeing that one of the men walk over to you with a pure evil smirk on his crusty lips.

Well shit.

You tried to crawl away, but every time you tried you felt a foot kick into your ribs- just making you fall flat once again. Blood dripped onto the pavement below you from your face which you had scraped up pretty badly.

“Why don’t she repay us without any money?” Someone chuckled, watching your facial expressions change at the sound of that.

“Oh I would love that.” Another one spoke, licking his lips.

The sound of those words leaving their sick mouths, made you want to gag.

“Fellas, I’m sorry but I don’t think I can let you touch the young girl.” A voice spoke up, making you look around for the voice- but at the end of the alleyway actually was a figure in a red and blue costume.

“And why is that, Spiderman?” One of them sneered, “she won’t give us any money since she doesn’t have any- so why can’t she pay us back another way?”

Peter looked at you through his mask, taking in every detail of how beaten up you were. He narrowed his eyebrows, staring at the men.

“Did you do this to her?”

Peter’s voice had suddenly turned much more deeper, anger growing inside of him.

“She had it coming..” The guy who had been kicked by you earlier spoke up, glaring at the superhero.

“I guess so did you guys.”

You watched as it all seemed to happen in a flash, Peter swung himself towards each one of them, webbing them up and getting a few hits in on them. It all was happening so fast, it was a lot for you to take in. You wiped away some blood from your face weakly, attempting to sit up as you faced away from the fighting scene.

You could tell that Peter had taken care of them when he said, “easy. You guys shouldn’t do that to pretty ladies, okay?”

Only muffled responses came from them and you felt strong arms pick you up bridal style,

“Oh, and the police are already informed about you lot. You’ll have some company with you all shortly.”

With that, he walked out of the alleyway and webbed you both onto the top of some random building.

“Jesus, (Y/N)! What was you thinking of coming outside at this time?” Peter asked, taking his mask off to inspect your cuts and bruises on your face a little easier.

“I’m fine..” You whispered, not wanting to meet his eyes.

“You don’t look it, babe.” He commented, wiping away some blood. “You don’t understand how scared I was when I got a call at 2am from Tony asking if I’d look for you with the rest of the crew-”

“Wait..” You interrupted, “my Dad asked you?”

Peter sighed, nodding. “He told me what happened, but I just wish you would’ve called me or something to come and get you- instead of just wandering into the streets. Its dangerous, (Y/N). Tonight just proves that..”

You sniffed, looking up at Peter. Your (E/C) orbs gleaming up at the boy.

“I just- I love you, a lot. Okay? I love you.” He held both of your hands, “and I don’t want another person I love to end up dead, so please..” A few tears streaked down his bare cheeks.

You both stared at each other, both tearful until you got onto your tiptoes and pressed your bruised lips against his, merging together with the boy you loved so much and felt so many feelings for. Peter kissed back straight away, him letting go of your hands and placing them around your waist to pull you closer- but gently, so that he never hurt you. You placed both of your hands onto his chest, feeling his heartbeat rapidly speed up, making you smile before pulling away from him.

“I love you too..” You whispered, wiping away some of your blood that was on his cheek.

He smiled, about to answer you but his phone started to ring, making one of his hands move down and grab his phone. He answered it with a clear voice.

“Hello? Oh- oh! Mr.Stark- yeah,- yeah- but I have her here with me right now- oh, of course Mr.Stark.- Yep, be there in five.”

He ended the call, looking to you with a small frown.

“I think its about time i take you back home.” He smiled, wrapping some web around your waist to his waist and picking you up.

“That sounds pretty nice right now.” You murmured, getting a little sleepy.

“Just hold on tight, babe.” 

Then you were both flying again.

Why Are Female Superheroes Always Being Nerfed in Movies?

(via Urban Dictionary) 

I tend to believe (or at least try to believe) that most people’s expressions don’t originate from a place of bad intention. I don’t think most screenwriters or directors surreptitiously conspire to make female audience members feel as though they are lesser. But I also recognize that the resonance of cultural/societal bias has reverberating strength so, whether the offense be deliberate or subconscious, it deserves to be discussed if it seems palpable. To me, it’s an undeniable truth that when women are in possession of power in fiction, they are far more likely to be depicted as being out of control of it and/or far less confident in it than male peers. Because of this, they tend to the get the shaft and become less integral as a result which I believe sends a very bad message. So please, don’t take this post as some incendiary call to arms or indictment of anyone, I just want to share some observations. I’m still a fan, I’m still going to be seeing these movies and there are still lots of things I still like about them. 

This whole thing occurred to me, for possibly the billionth time, when I was watching a clip from Captain America: Civil War. A bevy of Avengers charge at Bucky Barnes, Tony gets to catch a bullet before being smacked down and T’Challa gets right back up again after taking a few hits, meanwhile, Sharon Carter gets flipped into table and Natasha gets subdued by simple strangulation. It cuts deeper seeing ‘Tasha be made such a fool by him because A) she has a long history of being exceptionally formidable in the comics (particularly against Bucky- see below) and B) this is the second time this has happened. Like the last time, she straddled him and, like last time, she’s tapped in a fraction of a second. Also, take note, a lot of her lead-in is dependent upon Sharon’s diversion. Look at the way a de-suited Tony so confidently smacks Bucky when, really, he’s the one of the crew (maybe above Sharon) with the least melee experience. Logically, his attack should’ve been the easiest to subvert even with a bullet-blocking hand, it’s as though 2 women=1 unarmed Iron Man.

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so I literally took like a page of notes while watching CACW today

• The onions on the counter top in a bowl in the avenger kitchen? And the fresh herbs growing behind the sink? Who cooks??
• Steve’s face looks puffy when he’s holding Peggy’s coffin? Like he had an allergic reaction? Then it’s normal again during the rest of the funeral
• Sharon’s stupid pin-straight hair with the two stupid curls???
• T'challa’s ever so slight widows peak
• T'Challa also has tiny ears like me
• T'Challa mentions Bast and Sekmet meet Wakandans in the afterlife, which are both Egyptian cat goddesses
• For some reason the camera zooms in on Zemo’s shoes twice? When he’s in the colonels basement and when he’s interviewing Bucky
• Bucky SMILES while buying plums
• He’s also wearing like 27 layers why
• Does Bucky wear gloves in the summer???
• I’m 100% confident that the first page of Bucky’s notebook that Cap opens just has “Mr. Bucky Rogers” written over and over in cursive with hearts
• Where are all the other tenants in Bucky’s apartment building??
• Bucky is wearing ugly dad shoes
• Don’t have a weapon? Throw ur patriotic boyfriend at people
• Bucky’s tight, tight ass in those jeans
• Why does Steve’s shield make noise when it hits things but not Bucky’s arm?????
• THERE ARE KITSCHY OWL SALT AND PEPPER SHAKERS IN THE AVENGER KITCHEN WHO BOUGHT THOSE
• why does vision wear long sleeve polos like Ron Swanson?? Has vision seen parks and rec?
• Why won’t they let Wanda leave the compound?? Does throwing exploding people into buildings happen often? Is this a reoccurring problem Wanda has?
• Poor Tony (and everyone else) probably has terrible PTSD and it’s never addressed for him or Steve or Bucky or Wanda or Rhodey
• MY NAME IS BUCKY
• Zemo says James/Bucky a bunch, like every single sentence which is a psychology thing to ground people
• Why the fuck doesn’t the Vienna prison thingy have a backup power source??
• Sebastian is such a good screamer
• Poor Bucky’s lower lip trembles when Zemo start saying the code words :(
• Sweaty blank-faced Bucky makes me immediately wanna go into sub mode
• Watching Steve and Bucky fight gives me an enormous boner
• Actually just Bucky fighting anyone gives me a huge boner
• Black widow has a tragus piercing!
• why the FUCK DO I KINDA SHIP IRONSPIDER FUCK WHY
• Clint “if you wanna mope you can go to high school”
• My eyes roll so far back I can see my brain when Sam and Buck give Steve the “ay boi get it” smile when he kisses Sharon
• Thinks for thanking of me!
• Steve’s Avengers patch is gone by the airport scene
• Who’s?? speaking???
• Ok but like who the fuck put red eyeshadow on Wanda? Why was someone doing her makeup?
• Bucky doesn’t remember the girl from their past (Dolores) but Steve does…. almost like someone who’s jealous
• Bucky switches back and forth between having the butt of his gun on his left shoulder and his right shoulder?
• Does Bucky have synthetic nerves in his metal arm? He grunts when he grabs the railing, but that may be just pain from where the arm connects to his body
• Fucking Steve “I could do this all day” Rogers
• Tony actually thinks Cap is gonna bash his face in with his shield???
• THEY ACTUALLY WENT TO THE FUCKING TROUBLE OF PUTTING NEEDLE HOLES IN A CIRCLE WHERE THE AVENGERS PATCH WAS ON CAPS UNIFORM

PONY! Again, for those of you unaware of my OTP, go check out Winter’s Flame by @imagine-that-marvel, who coincidentally, also asked for this story (@vastudent3). I combined it with the Lost Boys song that was put forward by @agentpiku, which you’ll want to play when Wanda begins to chew her lip. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt[s]:  KK hi you beautiful human being you- I has a request if you find the time. Wanda X reader (she’s my bae next to you) where you are told by Nick Fury to go help teach at Xavier’s School for the Gifted (to recruit for SHIELD ) and you bring Wanda with you to help with the mutants bc she has abilities. Tanks bb 

I was wondering if you would ever be okay with writing something that’s maybe inspired by “Lost Boys” by Ruth B??

“Lost Boys”

“You alright?” Wanda asked, adjusting the folds of your shirt collar.
“That’s what I should be asking you.”
“But I am not the one who is nervous.”
“I’m not-” You opened your mouth to continue protesting, until you realised who you were talking to.

“You wouldn’t have asked me to come if you weren’t.” She smiled, brushing dust off of your shoulders, before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Don’t be afraid. You’ll be fine.”

And just like that she was pushing you into one of Charles Xavier’s classrooms.

Your presence had been requested as a mutant member of the Avengers. You were an inspiration to many, and had the ability to show them what their powers could achieve. Knowing the good that such guidance would’ve done you when your powers first came to light, you swiftly agreed, only to regret it later when your nerves got the better of you.

When you made contact with people, you were able to experience their memories as your own. By touching Steve, you felt the bite of the ice as you crashed into it; by touching Natasha, you felt your calf muscles stretch during an arabesque.

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Lost Stars (Fluff, Jungkook)

Originally posted by ofzico

Okay, so I know you guys want me to post the next chapter for the Jimin high school au but please be patient it’s like in the working and I’m taking a break on it, so instead I WROTE THIS IN LIGHT OF THE NEW COVER JUNGKOOK DROPPED [listen to his beautiful voice that makes me want to scream for 100 years] SERIOUSLY THE WORDS AND THE WAY HE SINGS IS SO MEANINGFUL AND GHUFDHSKJDFJKGHFDKJSFD I’M DEFINITELY NOT LISTENING TO IT OVER AND OVER WHILE CRYING. Also, the song is about breaking up so don’t be upset the lame reasoning of this story is about a bad break up lol. This is honestly so simpLE MY WRITERS BLOG UGHGHHh.

Words: 1092

“Why does it sound like you’re crying?” Jungkook’s voice was rough from sleep, and you felt bad for waking him up so late when you knew he was busy. He was right, you were crying, hard.

“Jungkook, I-”

“Hold on, I’m coming over. Unlock your door, okay?” He cut you off, voice filled to the brink with concern.

“No, no.” You hurriedly spoke, trying to stop him from coming over.

“It’s too late, the pants are on.” He replied, and you heard him shuffling around on the end of the line. 

“But it’s so late.” You complained, wiping your sleeve on your tear stained cheeks. Great, one more thing to feel terrible about.

“I’ll just sleep over there, okay? I’ll bring you some ice cream and let’s talk.”

You were caving in on his suggestions. Silently agreeing, you told Jungkook what was the reason for your overflowing tears. He listened to you the whole time, not once speaking or cutting you off. Always, you’d told him your troubles, and always, he fixed them. Your now ex boyfriend had cut it off, but it was just a matter of time before that’d happened. You knew it, but you still didn’t want it to happen. It happened a week ago, and you were still getting hit hard by it. The both of you had been thinking about moving in, before he decided he wanted someone else.

“(Y/N) just wait, alright? I’ll be there soon. Do you want me to stop off at your asshole ex’s place? I’ll beat the shit out of him.”

“No, just come over here!” You commanded him, laughing at the way he always attempted to protect you in the worst ways possible. He laughed too, but you weren’t sure if it was because he’d succeeded in your momentary laughter or because he found himself funny.

“I knew you wanted me to come over.” Jungkook teased.

You hung up the phone as you waited for him to arrive, and he was there within 10  minutes. He’d always done this, shown up at amazing times of the night. When you called, you didn’t realize just how late it was and you felt guilty, but he paid no mind to it.

You opened the door to him, and he caught you in a tight hug, a filled plastic bag hitting the back of your head.

“Ow, did you go buy the whole convenience store or something?” You wondered, rubbing the back of your head once he let go of you. Jungkook merely smiled at you, and he cupped both of your cheeks before lightly pecking your forehead. He walked into your house and kicked the door shut with his foot.

“What do you have in your backpack, too?” You gaped at his ballooned out backpack, obviously filled with something amazing.

“My laptop, blanket and other stuff. Let’s have a sleepover, okay? We can ‘accidentally’ text your ex pictures of us together. Want to watch a movie? I have like 400 snacks, take your pick- wait, let’s just eat all of them. If you don’t want your ice cream first let’s put it in the freezer. I hate melted ice cream, yuck.”

“Aren’t you tired still?” You examined his face, streaked with sleep and he’d yawn ever so often. Jungkook still disagreed, going over to your couch and dropping off all of his belongings.

“Not one bit, my love needs me.”

“Your love? That’s new. What did you buy?”  You went over as he began to unpack his mound of blankets and even a few pillows. Peeking in the bags, you noticed he actually had bought the whole convenience store. There was different amounts of soda, one of every chocolate on the planet, ice cream, and just buckets of candy.

“I was talking about iron man being my love, you’re not good enough, sorry.”

“Fair. Wait, are you going to make me watch iron man again?” You sat down on his blankets, and he glowered down at you. Instead of answering, Jungkook casually fell on you, wrapping his arms around your body.

“Mm, yeah. Let’s see how many we can watch before we fall asleep. I bet I can beat you. Want to watch The Avengers, too?”

“Not really, no wait you’re really warm don’t get up.”

He didn’t get up, either. You and Jungkook laid together for awhile in silence, which was nice. Sometimes just having him there was enough for you. Still, you couldn’t get over the things circulating in your mind about how your ex’s new relationship was going.

“W- you’re crying again? Come on, don’t.” He sounded a little pissed off, but you knew it wasn’t directed towards you. Jungkook sat up, wiping away your tears with his sleeve.

“Come on, Cupid’s demanding back his arrow. You knew it was going to end, (Y/N).”

“Shut up, I know I knew. I can’t help how I’m feeling.” You snapped, pushing his sleeve away. Jungkook leaned over you, dropping his head between the crook of your shoulder.

“I hate seeing you sad, so I won’t look at you.”

“Mm, don’t look at me.” You agreed, gently combing your fingers through his hair. Jungkook sighed, the air hitting your neck in a ticklish way.

“Just find someone new, (Y/N).”

“It’s harder than you think when I never see anyone besides you or my mom.”

“Someone new doesn’t always have to be someone you don’t know…” He trailed off, grip loosening on you. Those words swirled around your head for a moment, until they finally clicked into place.

“You mean…”

“Yeah.” He was quieter, and he concealed his face a lot harder, now.

“Do you…I mean…me…do you like me?”

“A little too much, maybe.” He picked his head up to look at you, and you noticed his ears were a light pinkish color. He gazed into your eyes, biting his bottom lip in anticipation. Your stomach lurched, and you had to close your eyes to escape his eyes on yours.

“Do you want me to get up?”

“…No.” You mumbled, taking fistful’s of his sweater. Maybe he was right, maybe you needed to move on from your ex. It was never too early or too late to move on to a new love, take him as an example.

“Let’s just…go slow.” You suggested, and Jungkook nodded furiously.

“Does that mean we can’t have a sleep over?”

“No, Jungkook. We can have a sleep over.” You replied to him, laughing at the sweet little smile on his face.

Lazy Day at Stark Tower/Jealous Steve

PART II

Waking up to an empty bed was a daily routine because by the time you were up, Steve was already working out. It was of those lounging around days where nothing was happening at the Stark Tower. Most of the team took this chance to work out, or just be lazy, something that didn’t happen too often with constant missions. You had decided to get up early to make breakfast for yourself and others who were up.

As you walk to the kitchen wearing one of Steve’s oversized t-shirts and short pajama shorts, you hear a small whistle from behind you.

“You know, you really shouldn’t walk around in the open like that, printsessa. Someone might steal you away for being so pretty.” Pietro smirked and leaned against his doorframe.

Turning your head around, you smirk slightly, “You wish, quickie”, and continue on your mission to make pancakes.

When reaching the kitchen you can see Bruce has already made himself coffee. He raises an eyebrow when seeing you, and takes a sip of his coffee.

“Want some pancakes?” You ask him, reaching up for the pancake mix.

He quickly nods, and goes back to reading his newspaper. As you make the pancakes, you decided to make yourself coffee, picking out a Hulk mug. After the battle in New York, tons of companies came out with Avengers merchandise. The Hulk mug just so happened to be the only clean one.

A muscular set of arms wrap around you and you feel them place their chin on your shoulder. Immediately knowing it was Steve, you turn around and kiss his cheek softly.

“It smells amazing in here, honey.” He grins, and kisses your forehead gently.

“You know, you’re kind of stinky.” You chuckle and crinkle your nose.

“Oh, zip it.” He mumbles and smacks your ass softly, then sits down next to Bruce. Bruce continues to read his newspaper, but then notices Steve is next to him.

He looks over the paper at Steve, “You know she’s right, you do smell.”

“I do not smell.” Steve throws his hands up and swivels the chair to face you. His expression quickly changes when he sees you drinking out of a Hulk mug.

“A Hulk mug, huh?” He raises an eyebrow, and crosses his arm. “Is there something wrong with the other mugs?”

You could immediately tell that using that mug made Steve a bit jealous.

“The other ones were dirty.” You plainly say, and shrug. “Also, this one is a lot bigger than the others”, you smirk.

Steve slightly clenches his fist. He knows the game you were playing now. He knew that you loved to make him jealous.

“Are you sure?” He asks calmly, “I believe the Captain America mug is much bigger, babe.”

A big smirk creeps on your face, “Nope, I’ve tried both of them.”

Your response makes Steve quickly stand up, and stomp over to you. With a swift move, Steve tosses you over his shoulder gently. Placing one hand on your ass, grasping it tightly to keep you from falling.

“Oh, I’ll show you which mug is bigger.” He growls, and starts for the your room.

You giggle softly, and look under Steve’s arms, “Bruce! Watch the pancakes!”

Bruce give a thumbs up, not turning around to see Steve storm out with you, and continues to read his paper. Once the kitchen is silent again, Bruce quietly mumbles to himself, “I’m pretty sure my mug is bigger.”


Well guess who wrote their first imagine.one shot? Should I continue with this? Someone help me, I don’t know what I’m doing 

I just watched Captain America: the First Avenger with my 70something yr old parents

And they asked me what happens in Cap 2, if Steve ever sees Peggy again.

I told them he does, but she’s very old, so they can’t be together. But then he sort of flirts with Peggy’s great-niece, which is kind of weird, though not too weird, since he never actually had sex with Peggy. I said it seemed like they might turn into a thing in a later film.

My parents’ response: ‘Sex with Peggy? Isn’t Captain America gay?’

I shit you not, they both thought Steve was in love with Bucky the entire movie and that this was some kind of gay love story.

When straight people who were born during WWII think they are watching a gay film, the filmmakers have crossed over the line from queer subtext into actual text.

AN: I love love love this request, I think it is absolutely beautiful and very real. Thank you to the anon that sent me this! *I do not own the gif, found on google. Please ignore any spelling errors!

Pairing: Pietro (AoU) X Reader

Prompt: Reader isolates herself after embarrassing herself at a party so Pietro takes her out for a long walk where they both share an umbrella since they can’t find two and they talk about personal issues, leading up to admitting that they like each other

Warning: a crap-load of second-hand embarrassment.

~*~*~*~*~*~

“Kissing In The Rain”

The party was beginning to wined down a bit, the music was a little quieter and not that many people remained aside from the team.

You smiled to yourself as you saw all of the Avengers talking and laughing, your teammates deserved to relax a little after the last mission that you all had. You deserved that too, of course, but parties really weren’t your scene.

Out of the corner of your eye you spotted the white haired, speedy wonder known as Pietro Maximoff talking to his sister. His eye caught yours for a moment and he smirked in your direction, causing you to giggle and look down at your cheeks as you tried to hide the red tint in your cheeks.

You hadn’t talked to Pietro all that much since you had joined SHIELD, but every little interaction you did have with him made your chest heavy and your heart go fuzzy.

“Hey, Y/N!”

You looked over your shoulder to see Tony coming over to you, his arm casually slung around some poor young man’s shoulder.

“Hey, Tony.” You greeted, then nodded in the other man’s direction.

“This is Mike.” Tony said with a slight slur. You knew that he had probably had more than a few drinks this evening.

“Nice to meet you Mike.” You said as you awkwardly shook his hand. You were never gifted when it came to social situations, you preferred to keep to yourself more.

“It’s nice to meet you too.” Mike said with a small smile.

“I’ve known Mike for a while now, he’s a good kid.” Tony said, then in a much quieter (yet still audible) voice, he said, “And he has a crush on you the size of Texas.”

Your eyes went wide and your mouth hung open, Mike’s cheeks went red. “Tony, I–I didn’t mean–”

“Shut up, kid.” Tony said as he put a hand over his mouth, then he looked over at your with a lazy smile. “He’s been watching you this whole party.”

Mike gave you a sheepish smile then looked down at his feet, confirming Tony’s story.

For some reason, you looked up at Pietro from across the room. His icy eyes watched Mike with an unreadable expression, but Wanda placed a hand on his arm, which drew his attention back to his sister.

“I think you to should get to know each other better.” Tony said, shoving Mike over to you. Tony began to walk towards the bar area again (surprise, surprise) as he threw a devious smile over his shoulder at you. It seemed like Tony was always budding into your personal life, and he was always trying to get you in a relationship. You really should have seen this coming.

“So, uh, you’re an Avenger, right?”

You looked up at him and gave a small nod with a forced smile. “Yes I am.”

Mike pulled his collar away from his neck. “That’s….that’s great. Super cool.”

Laughing nervously, you snatched the nearest drink to you. You were going to need it to get through this conversation.

Mike took a few steps closer to you, and much to your horror you found that you couldn’t back up anymore. You were pressed against the wall.

He still stood a good few inches in front of you, but still, it was a little too close for comfort.

“Listen, I think you are really cute.”

You bit your lip so hard that you thought it was bleeding. Shakily, you lifted the drink up to you mouth and took a big swig of it.

Mike was, in every respect, a very attractive young man, but he wasn’t really your type. Your type was white haired, super quick, and standing across the room.

Your eyes flicked over to Pietro one last time, but he was heading out the door. He looked upset, much to the confusion of his twin.

You shook your head in an attempt to clear your thoughts that were chaotically running around in your brain.

“I-uh-um…”

“Do you think that I could take you out on a date sometime?”

You needed air or else you were going to pass out. You began to move around him, but then the worst possible series of events unfolded:

You tripped over your own feet and nearly fell on the floor, but you managed to catch yourself. However, you were unable to catch the colorful drink that slipped from your hands all over Mike’s white shirt.

Mike jumped back in surprise, but then slipped over the remaining liquid on the floor. You tried to catch him, but you only managed to fall on top of him.

At this point, those who had remained at the party silently were watching the two of you (you mostly) make a complete fools of yourselves.

Your eyes went wide as you crawled away from him, tears threated to sting your eyes. You hated this type of silent, judging attention.

You jumped up and bolted out the nearest exit, not looking back.

~*~*~*~*~*~

About an hour and a half had left since the disaster at the party. You had changed out of your party clothes and replaced them with the crappiest sweatpants you had and a black T-shirt with the SHIELD logo on it.

Your hair was in a large knot on your head, you had long-since wiped off any make up you had put on for the event, and your cheeks were stained with the trails of tears that had fallen down your face.

You wrapped your blanket around yourself like a human-sized cocoon on your bed,  then cracked open the first book that you could find.

A soft knock came to your door, followed by an accented, “Y/N?”

Your heart jumped when you heard Pietro’s voice, but then you were reminded of the party. You didn’t want to see anyone, especially not Pietro.

“Can I come in? I know you are in here, FRIDAY told me.”

Damn you FRIDAY... You muttered in your mind.

The door cracked open, revealing a worried set of blue eyes.

“What do you want?” You mumbled, hiding your face in your mess of fuzzy blankets.

Pietro shut the door behind him and looked you over, taking in your messy state.

“Don’t hide from me.” He laughed softly as he crawled over to you on the bed and tugged the blanket away from your face. Despite how upset you were, you still found it in you to laugh as he tried to take the blankets from you.

“No!” You said as he finally managed to unravel you from the fuzzy little nest you had made.

Pietro threw them at the other end of the bed and sat on his bum, looking at you with soft eyes. “No one has seen you for two hours, what happened?”

Suddenly, all laughs and fun drained from you as you were reminded of your idiotic stunt at the party. “Oh, I’m sure you’ve heard all about it by now.”

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “I’ve heard bits. You spilled a drink on the guy?”

You chuckled to yourself humorlessly as you tried to fight off the tears of embarrassment that threatened to fall once more. “A bright red drink on his white shirt. And, to make it worse, I fell on top of him with the whole room watching.”

“Oh.” Pietro said silently. “You seem pretty upset.”

You nodded with your eyes glued to your lap. You didn’t know Pietro all that well, so it felt weird talking to him like this.

Pietro jumped off the bed and took your hand in his, tugging you off the bed. “Let’s get out of the tower, yeah? Want to go for a walk?”

Nothing sounded better to you. “Sure…but I don’t really want to see the team right now, do you think that we could somehow avoid-”

“Done.” Suddenly, Pietro scooped you up in his arms and in a flash you were at the front door.

You looked down at your feet and smiled, he had put on your sneakers for your, double knotted the laced even.

He appeared in front of you with a single black umbrella in his hands and a small smile on his face. “It’s raining out and I could only find one umbrella, sorry.”

The thought of the two of you sharing and umbrella made your insides twist in happiness.

He held the umbrella high above you to cover you both and you scooted closer to him just as you stepped out into the raining New York City streets.

Cars honked and people shouted around you, which somehow made you feel better than just sitting quietly in your room. The quiet allowed you to think about all the embarrassment you felt.

“So, why did you…you know, dump it on him?”

You looked up at Pietro and sighed. “I didn’t do it on purpose, I was just…nervous.”

He laughed a little. “I didn’t think you did it intentionally. Why were you so nervous?”

The two of you walked through a crowd of people and you instinctively grabbed Pietro’s arm with your hand. “I just don’t like talking with people like that, especially when they are asking me out. I don’t really know how to handle it.”

“Wait.” Pietro said quickly, then pulled you against a building with him and out of the way of the people walking on the sidewalk. “He asked you out?”

You felt a rosy blush surface on your cheeks. “He tried to anyway, but I ended up dumping my drink on him.”

“Did you want to go out with him?”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, yet a small smile began to form on your lips. “Not really. He seemed nice but not really my type.”

“Oh.” Pietro said. “That’s good.”

“It’s…good?”

His eyes widened as he recalled what he had said, and you could have sworn that his cheeks began to tint red.

“I wanted to ask you out…but then Tony introduced you to that man…” Pietro sighed. “I really, really, really like you Y/N.”

Suddenly, all of the rain and the people around you faded away, and all that was left was your pounding heart and Pietro’s feelings.

“I’ve liked you since you joined the team.” Pietro mumbled, trailing off. “Wanda said that I should just go up to you and tell you, but I was worried that it was too soon. Plus there was the fact that I never even really got to properly talk with you before and–”

You shut him up by sliding your lips onto his. You were never really this bold before, but somehow, Pietro gave you a confidence that you didn’t know you had.

“Ooh, you go girl!” You hear some group of girls call to you when they saw that you made the first move.

Both you and Pietro smiled against each others lips. His eyes fluttered closed as he dropped the umbrella and wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you against his chest and deepening the kiss.

Rain poured down on the two of you, but honestly, nothing ruin the moment. Absolutely nothing.

((Sorry if I rushed it a bit…but how about that cheesy ending? #Goals XD))

Watching a football game with Peter Parker would include

Originally posted by peekabuck

  • Him feeling awkward about it
  • “But Y/N, I don’t even like football!”
  • “Please Parker? For me?”
  • Him giving in
  • Pulling out a bunch of snacks
  • Changing into your teams jersey (since your favorite team is playing)
  • Plus doing some makeup that corresponds with your teams colors
  • Starting to watch the game together
  • “Y/N, what team are you cheering for again?”
  • Telling him which team
  • Him being fascinated by how passionate you are about your team
  • By the second quarter him getting really into the game
  • Cheering for your team together
  • “OH MY GOD YES!”
  • “RUN BOY RUN!”
  • All the snacks being gone
  • Him showing up to school in your teams jersey the next day
  • “I like your jersey, Parker”
  • Winking at him
  • Having intense conversations over football teams from then on
ALRIGHT!

Soooo I mght have started shipping Ohm and Bryce together

Here’s the reason why and I just really wanna rant once in a while cos’ no one is going to talk about my shipping problem irl

I started shipping them, after I watched Vanoss’s death run video (The musical chair one) and when Bryce became death, and there is a trap that make a bunch of explosives roll down from the top of a slope (?) (idk what it’s called, man.) And when Ohm passed that trap Delirious just say “wow, you would let your boyfriend trough”, I know it’s a joke but, still my fujoshi mind is too strong.

Anyway, what makes me really ship them is because, they didn’t deny that. I mean, (I’m quoting this)

Delirious : “wow, you would let your boyfriend trough”

Ohm : “ Ye- Ooohohoho”

Bryce : “Ooh I let my boyfriend through? I let my boyfriend through?”

*Cue explosives rolling down da slope*

Also, I just realized that Ohm and Bryce would randomly shout out Baby whenever they’re excited. Which led me deeper into the shipping hole. Because I was watching Bryce’s Depth video (It was the fourth episode probably) when he and Ohm became the hammerhead shark, they shouted baby so many times in that video. And once when Bryce died he shouted “come on Ohm, come on Ohm, avenge me baby!” 

And here I am just drowning in my own tears. Sorry for the long post btw!

I don’t have anything to offer. But, how about some virtual hugs?

isn’t it kind of sad how MCU stopped Tony’s solo movies so early on? MCU really started with him and now his story is basically ended. He’s just in the group movies and that means we won’t get much insight into his thoughts, coping, etc. 

I dk it just makes me sad to realize this is practically it for Tony. His movies are what really made me fall in love with MCU (and him in Avengers 1, which was the first marvel movie I watched) 

and his arc is just so open ended… like now he’s seen as a sort of antagonist in the movies, brewing problems or w/e. It’s like the IM1-3 movies were one Tony, and these movies are another Tony (in many aspects of character development).

Infinity Wars better pick up Tony’s storyline and end it well. I know it won’t be focused on him because, again, it’s a group movie, but at least don’t make him the cause of the issue/the main part of the issue. Most people fell in love with MCU b/c of Tony Stark and for you to just drag him like this makes me sad lmao.

anonymous asked:

Headcanons of Bucky and Sam's blossoming friendship and mutual confusion over Ant Man and Spider Man!!!

YES I AM SO FOR THIS FRIENDSHIP YOU HAVE NO IDEA SO HAVE SOME HEADCANONS FEATURING PETER AND SCOTT BECAUSE THEY ARE ALL SO PRECIOUS:

  • “Can you move your seat up?”
  • “No”
  • At first, Bucky and Sam will glare at each other occasionally behind Steve’s back, but after a while, it ends up being an inside joke
  • Mutual confusion when it comes to the Bug Besties (A.K.A. Scott and Peter)
  • “What the hell is that?”
  • “Everyone has a gimmick these days”
  • Peter being a little shit and discussing the mechanisms used to properly animate Bucky’s metal arm (”Like, the rotating cuff is up here, and obviously this has been connected to your nerves, which allow for the nervous system to send the signals and-”)
  • Watching Peter gush over Captain America during dinner and Bucky is all “I know, right? Like, this one time-”
  • Sam helping Peter with his heightened senses because his Spidey-Sense is still uncontrollable and Sam has a license in therapy
  • Scott being able to shrink to catch a ride on Sam’s wing-pack when they’re out on missions (sometimes he’ll chill inside Bucky’s arm, fix any wires that are out of place)
  • “You couldn’t have done that earlier?”
  • “I hate you”
  • Bucky and Sam slowly coming to respect one another as Steve’s friends
  • Bucky shielding Sam with his metal arm when his wing-pack gets destroyed in battle
  • Sam making sure Bucky gets enough sleep (nightmares for war veterans are no laughing matter)
  • Sam and Bucky watching as Steve gets cornered by Peter and Scot with a boat-load of questions, like seriously, they’re worse than Coulson and Peter is just a kid, so that’s expected, but Scott? Come on, man!
  • Asking “Who are you again?” every time they see Scott just to annoy him
  • Bucky sitting up and watching Star Wars with Peter because ever since he mentioned it during the battle at the airport, he’s been curious as to what exactly Star Wars is (being an assassin in cryo doesn’t give you much time for movies)
  • Sam painting a little bird over the red star on Bucky’s arm while he’s asleep
  • Bucky retaliating by replacing all of Sam’s cereal with birdseed
  • Bucky recognizing when Peter is having problems due to his powers and the sensory overload it provides and singing lullabies in Russian to calm him down
  • “What’s up Tic-Tac?”
  • Bucky helping Peter with his history papers because “You’re writing a paper about World War Two? Let me just say that Hitler was an ass. And I kicked his.”
  • Bucky and Sam showing up at Peter’s school because he came to Avengers Tower with bruises from being shoved into lockers and let me just say people never looked at Peter the same way again when they found out he’s friends with the fucking Winter Soldier and The Falcon like holy shit
  • Sam showing up at Scott’s house to help celebrate Cassie’s birthday and give her rides with his wing-pack because Cassie is adorable and she loves birds
  • Bucky and Sam watching as Scott demonstrates his suits powers during a fight and Scott’s like “If I tear myself in half, don’t come back for me” to which Bucky deadpans, “We weren’t planning on it.” and Sam just cracks up and almost hist a building because it’s so funny he doesn’t pay attention to where he’s flying
  • Bucky and Sam still not really understanding why Scott is even here but it’s funny to watch Steve get nervous around such a big fan so they keep him around. That and his daughter is absolutely adorable
  • “CAN YOU MOVE YOUR SEAT UP”
  • “NO”
  • Trying to figure out how exactly the webbing Peter uses works because Sam finds out that yes, that stuff does come out of him when there’s an unfortunate incident involving Bucky, a car, and we’ll leave it at that
  • Both men wondering how a seventeen year old brat could even lift a car that big and throw it at them
  • “I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a fight, kid, but there’s usually not this much talking involved.”
  • Sam and Bucky making bug jokes around Peter and Scott
  • Sam helping Peter train for the mile run in gym class because we all know how much it sucks and Peter isn’t exactly the strongest-looking kid on the planet
  • Bucky and Sam making faces behind Steve’s back whenever he kisses Sharon, only to fake innocence when he turns around and trying not to laugh
  • Sam and Bucky wondering where Tony even found out about Peter, making fun of his homemade costume when they see the videos of him on YouTube
  • Sam and Bucky getting overprotective of their Spidey-Son when they see the videos of him getting bullied on YouTube (”Sam, what’s a swirly?” *watches video of Peter getting his head shoved into the toilet by a kid obviously bigger than him* “That is a swirly.”)
  • Bucky answering any question he can Peter and Scott have about Captain America, Sam putting in little things as well (”Is it true that he can lift a thousand pounds?” “No, but it is true that he cries at night while watching reruns of The Bachelor”)
  • Bucky will stay by Sam when going for a run with Steve because damn it, Bucky’s too old for this and Sam has had enough of Steve’s shit for one day
  • Sam helping Bucky with physical therapy when his metal arm gets broken and he needs to sit out for a while from saving the world
  • “CAN YOU MOVE YOUR SEAT UP”
  • “NO”
  • SAM AND BUCKY BASICALLY BEING BEST FRIENDS AND BEING PROTECTIVE OVER THEIR TEAMMATES

anonymous asked:

What didn't you like about cacw? I thought it was fairly good. I just didn't like how they decided Steve did know about Tony's parents and didn't tell him

Everything lmao.

No that’s not true, there were elements that I liked. Those elements being Steve, Bucky and Sam.

I didn’t like that it wasn’t a Captain America movie. Like at all. (More on that in this post) I didn’t like how much Tony was in the film, like to the point where it felt way more like his film than it did Steve’s. (And like, at a premiere for a film, the last star announced and introduced to the crowd is the star of the film, they’re the one all the build up is for, and at the European prem for Civil War, you’d have expected that to be Chris. Given that it’s supposed to be his movie. But nope, it was RDJ, so that says a lot lmao)

I didn’t like how many other characters were in the film bc it took away from the characters Cap fans actually care about and want to see in their Cap movies - the previously mentioned Steve, Bucky and Sam. I didn’t like the storyline. Or more accurately, I didn’t like that the whole storyline was presented so that people would side with Tony bc it’s not his fucking film.
Like the narrative was written in such a way that the audience was supposed to be guided into agreeing with Tony.

Also the “both sides are wrong and both sides are right” or “Steve was selfish” argument is just…it’s tiresome. Because no they weren’t and no he wasn’t. Tony was wrong with literally everything he did in this movie. Tony cared about himself and his own pride and ego. Steve cared about taking responsibility for their own actions, freedom to choose to help rather than being told they can’t help or sent to fight in fights they don’t need to be in or want to be in, Steve cared about helping someone who needed help, Tony was happy to have him handed over to a government that didn’t care to give him a lawyer and had already decided him guilty and wanted him dead. Steve knew about a threat posed by Zemo and wanted to stop it, Tony got told about the threat and was too firmly on his high horse to hear about it. And as for the selfish thing, Steve choosing to help Bucky isn’t selfish. Bucky needed help. If Steve hadn’t made the choices he made, Bucky would be dead. It was the right thing to do, and yeah he gets his best friend alive too but that doesn’t make it a selfish act. What’s selfish is Tony literally saying that Pepper left him bc he was spending too much time as Iron Man and not enough time with her so in signing the accords he hoped it would give him a happy medium so she’d come back to him.

I don’t like that there’s no real ending or resolution. This is supposed to be the final instalment in the Captain America trilogy, and not only is it super disconnected from the first two movies, it doesn’t resolve anything. You watch the IM trilogy, and the end of IM 3 actually is an ending. Like yes it gives opportunity for Tony to reappear in the MCU (which…they’re taking full advantage of good lord), but equally, had they decided to just finish it there and not use him again, he had a full story, it makes sense, it has a beginning a middle and an end. The Cap trilogy doesn’t have that. It has a beginning, it has a middle, and then it has this that’s supposed to be the end but just feels like a filler chapter.

I don’t like that when I watch catfa and catws and then cacw im left dissatisfied and kinda ??? after cacw, but if i watch Avengers Assemble, AoU and then cacw, it makes sense and it flows and there’s more of a connection between that as a trilogy than the first two Cap films and this one as a trilogy.

I just don’t like it as Captain America movie at all.