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You know what’s my favorite trope/headcanon ???

Clingy as f u c k Bucky/Winter Solider

Like every time the Winter Solider comes out, he follows Tony everywhere and is constantly touching him. Maybe because the Winter Solider (and Bucky) are touch starved as HECK. And Tony doesn’t mind.

The team doesn’t know about it at first. When the Winter Solider was out and about, everyone stay clear of him. And Tony being Tony waltzes in and just burrows in the Solider’s chest because he’s warm and Tony is so tired.

And everyone is like “!!!!!!!!!!!” But the Solider doesn’t move Tony. In fact he envelopes Tony and whispers softly in his ear. And Tony s o a k s up the attention.

And the team is like “??????????”

And of course Steve ask Bucky if it bothers him. That he can talk to Tony and tell him to back off.

And Bucky almost snaps and says “If you ruin this for me, Rogers, I will beat your ass again and leave you in that river”

And Steve doesn’t ask again. Bucky absolutely loves having Tony sleeping on him. Or just chilling beside him.

10/10 love this concept

Guys America Chavez

She is a lesbian latinx hero from a Utopian universe who came to our world just because she wanted to be a hero. 

Her moms died saving the multiverse so as a kid she runs away because she wants to be just like them.

She has superstrength, speed, flight, and she’s bulletproof

But by far one of her coolest powers is she can create portals between alternate universes. 

America started off as a stereotypical latinx character, but under Kieron Gillen, she was written as a calm person who thought through her next move. She is quick to fight, but  when it’s necessary because she knows she’ll win.
She’s also an uber dork who believes in love and hope. Not something you see from the quiet characters.  

She has appeared in Young Avengers, A-Force, Siege Secret Wars, and The Ultimates
She’s a powerhouse character who impresses heroes in the A league like Monica Rambeau 

Now after years of people asking for her own book and her increasing popularity she’s finally getting her own solo book!
It was announced at NYCC and will be called America with the first preview done by @mckelvie and Matt Wilson

We need to support this book! Show Marvel that this is our hero. 

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I fight like a girl. I fight like a girl who refuses to be a victim. I fight like a girl who’s tired of being ignored, humored, beaten or raped. I fight like a girl who’s sick of not being taken seriously. I fight like a girl who’s been pushed too far. I fight like a girl who offers and demands respect. I fight like a girl who has a lifetime of anger, strength, and pride pent up in her girly body. I fight like a girl who fights back. (insp.)

When Quiet Is Violent - Part 1

Masterlist  -  Part 2

Summary: You’re retired, living a quiet and secure life when your ex turns up on your doorstep with his best friend, seeking refuge. (bucky x reader, enhanced reader)

Prompt(s): Okay I know I already wrote Night Walks with these prompts but I really wasn’t happy with it, so here is attempt #2. @pandarosita request: 93 and 94… but Reader being upset rather than Bucky?

93.“I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”
94. “I had a bad dream again.”
Plus anon request: 64 “Here, take my blanket.”

Warnings: light talk of injuries and treating them, nightmares, probably swearing, I think that’s it!

Word Count: 3210

Author’s Note: I started this in fucking January when my brother and I were belting Whitney and it got me thinking about how much I love The Bodyguard and how I’d kill for that lake house and this idea hit, except I’m not about that damsel in distress life so this is a lil different. And iiiiiiiiIIIIIiiiiii will always LOVE YOUUUUU

Originally posted by akamatthewmurdock

The morning after a snowstorm was always your favorite here. The already quiet forest around your cabin rendered utterly silent, tree branches heavy and yielding to the new snow. You loved the pale blue light and how the morning sun made every surface glitter with the day’s new ice crystals. You could practically feel the static electricity in the air, dancing across your skin snapping little sparks when you rubbed your hands over your arms for warmth. Past time to light a fire.

A quick glance at your phone told you they weren’t here. Not yet. You tried not to be annoyed, knowing that if he called you he must really need help and safety. Naturally a night owl, the 4:30am call was a harsh awakening but when you saw “Steve” on the caller ID everything shifted. It always did for him. He carried a sense of urgency everywhere he went and your history made it impossible to ignore.

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                                “I’d die for you,”

                                                      that’s easy to say.