to wine!

A concept:

- Eddie falls asleep while sunbathing one day when they’re all relaxing at the quarry and Richie takes the opportunity to stick a bunch of yellow dandelions in his hair.

-When Eddie wakes up he frantically starts pulling them out, swatting Richie’s hand away and complaining about bugs and allergies. 

-Richie whines, telling him that they make him look “so cute” and that he has zero sense of fashion

-Eddie has to storm away when he says that because he’s sure his face is so red you’d be able to see it from a mile away.

-He takes the rest of the flowers out as he walks home but keeps one. He presses it between the pages of a book and tries very hard not to think too much about the fact that Richie Tozier actually thought he was cute. 

Happy birthday Sam <3


“How do you even get into that?” Sam complains loudly, gesturing at T’Challa’s Black Panther suit.

It comes out a tad too dramatic, maybe, but it’s already bad enough that Pepper paired him up with Mr. Tall, Dark and Deadly for the photo OPs, Sam shouldn’t also have to suffer through 2 hours of that ridiculous and stupidly tight cat costume.

Not that normal, non-superhero clothes would’ve been much better – T’Challa could probably make a pair of old sweatpants and a floral print shirt look regal as fuck. His clothes seem to always hug his muscles in all the right places, no matter what he’s wearing, so a suit or a jeans & black Henley combo weren’t going to make Sam’s evening any easier.

The problem, really, is that Sam wishes he could be the one hugging T’Challa’s muscles.

The problem is the goddamn suit looks like it’s been painted on, and Sam’s already starting to feel all hot and bothered in his own uniform, and they haven’t even stepped out of the waiting room yet.

T’Challa shoots him a smirk, and that, too, is deadly.

“You ask me nicely,” the man replies.

Well, fuck.

It’s a joke.

It’s very clearly a joke, and Sam’s too fond of teasing people himself not to appreciate it, but fuck if it isn’t putting images in his head, and god, that’s the last thing Sam needs right now.

He tries to cover the fact that he almost just choked to death on his own spit with a derisive snort, but he’s pretty sure it comes out too high-pitched to be convincing, and his sweaty palms aren’t helping.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” T’Challa asks when Sam fails to come up with a witty response. And god, Sam wishes. It’s getting really fucking hot in here.

T’Challa’s obviously enjoying poking fun at him immensely, if the way the corners of his eyes are crinkling is anything to go by. If he wasn’t so drop-dead gorgeous, Sam would punch him.

“Are you always such a smartass or is it just ‘cause it’s my birthday?” he grunts.

T’Challa blinks, and then raises an interested eyebrow. “It’s your birthday?” he asks. Sam just shrugs. “And you’re here doing this?”

“Pepper offered to change the date, but whatever man, it’s just a few hours,” Sam says. “It’s cool.”

T’Challa doesn’t reply right away, just stares at him like the cat that ate the goddamn canary, killer smile still on his lips and doing all kinds of things to Sam’s stomach. “I didn’t know it was your birthday,” he tells him a moment later. “I would’ve gotten you something.”

“You don’t have to—”

“In Wakanda,” T’Challa cuts him off, taking a few steps in his direction, “we have this way of wishing people a happy birthday.”

“What way?” Sam asks. But before he can stop to think about how close T’Challa is all of a sudden, or about how it’s getting a bit harder to breathe, there’s an arm wrapping around his waist and a big, strong hand at his throat, tipping his chip up.

T’Challa kisses him unhurriedly, but firm and hot and claiming, swallowing Sam’s gasp right up and then licking into his mouth just right while his hands keep him securely in place. Which is good, because god, without them Sam would probably just slide down to the floor.

When T’Challa pulls back Sam can’t help but try to chase his lips, and even whimpers a little at the loss of him. Later, he might worry about how pathetically desperate he probably seems, but right now he can only think of how pleasantly dizzy he feels, and maybe lament the fact that he didn’t use this chance to let his hands roam over T’Challa’s magnificent chest.

“Wow, I… Dude, I think I want to move to Wakanda,” Sam manages to let out.

T’Challa laughs softly. “Happy birthday, Samuel,” he says, thumb still stroking Sam’s jaw.

“So, um…” Sam tells him, because hey, it is his birthday after all. He might as well. “If I were to ask you nicely… would you be okay with that?”

“Well,” T’Challa says, smiling. “This was just a happy birthday wish. Wait until you get your present.”

“Can’t wait to unwrap it,” Sam jokes, and then forgets how to breathe, because T’Challa is kissing him again.

@completelykorra replied to your post: “Steve in CA:CW only thinks about Bucky!” / “Steve…

I agree with a lot of this but I think it would be remiss not to mention that a huge portion of Tony’s anger towards cap stemmed from the fact that he knew about Bucky killing Tony’s parents for two years and never said anything and never intended to. That WAS a major fuck up on caps part and is clearly a contributing factor to the now gaping wedge between the two. Tony grew up hearing his father rave about Steve, hearing how much his father loved steve.

Howard gave cap the love tony desperately wanted. So then for cap to hide the identity of Howard’s killer for so long - it’s like a knife in the chest. I understand why cap did it, but IMO the apology letter he sent was super patronizing. I know the Russo’s probably didn’t intend for it to read that way, but I was super unsatisfied with that resolution. I would have been livid if I received that letter.

Let’s keep in mind that Steve didn’t know for sure that Bucky killed Howard and Maria. All he knew was what Zola told him: That Howard was (probably) killed by HYDRA, with a suggestion that the Winter Soldier *might* have been involved. Given Zola was doing his best to get into Steve’s head and fuck with him at the time, Steve probably had to wonder how much of that intel was real or not. When Steve tells Tony “I didn’t know it was him”– it’s the truth. Factually, he never knew. He had a gut feeling (which he admits to when pressed – “did you know”), but you don’t make murder accusations that upend people’s worlds when all you have is a gut feeling

And given Tony’s response to this information was to immediately ATTEMPT MURDER, I think not telling him is…. actually a pretty justifiable course of action. It doesn’t bring Howard back, it doesn’t help Tony heal, it doesn’t give him closure, and it really just makes everything worse, and causes more suffering for everyone, including putting Bucky in direct peril of being killed despite being so brain-fried that he didn’t even know his own name at the time HYDRA used his body as a murder weapon. If your metric for morality is to minimize suffering… It’s the moral choice. Nothing about Tony knowing, in this or in any situation, actually does anything good for him.

Should Steve have maybe told Tony his parents were killed by HYDRA all the same? Yeah, probably. But maybe he would have questioned if his own motivations for doing so lay in actually helping Tony, or in just getting his help to go after the rest of HYDRA. In his shoes, I’d definitely be second-guessing my reasons in that decision, since again, it ultimately does not help Tony in any way beyond opening back up a 25-year-old wound, but getting him aboard team “let’s fuck up HYDRA” when he was supposedly quitting the Avengers and getting out of things works to Steve’s advantage – which feels pretty selfish. So maybe there wasn’t a right choice here. 

Lastly – I really don’t see the letter as patronizing? Obviously everyone’s mileage may very and everyone is entitled to their own interpretation. But just for funsies, let’s break it down. Steve says:

I’m glad you’re back at the compound, I don’t like the idea of you rattling around a mansion by yourself. We all need family. The Avengers are yours, maybe more so than mine. I’ve been on my own since I was 18. I never really fit in anywhere – even in the Army. 

Right here, he’s expressing worry about Tony, concern about his wellbeing, and validating his new place as head of the Avengers, clarifying that Steve doesn’t resent him for taking the team. And he’s sharing some of his own personal history and vulnerabilities. Sharing your weaknesses like that with someone who was recently taking kill-shots at you and your friend is a pretty big show of trust. As well as expressing that you really do care about them. Steve is assuaging any imposter feelings Tony might have about being the new leader of the team by assuring him that he has more right to them than Steve did anyway. 

My faith is in people, I guess. Individuals. And I’m happy to say for the most part, they haven’t let me down. Which is why I can’t let them down either. 

This is fundamentally an expression of Steve’s philosophy, reiterating why he’s taken the stance he has – Steve believes in individuals doing good more than he does in institutions (which have pretty universally let him down), hence his trust of people and not the Accords. He’s giving Tony one more explanation of why he’s taken the course he has, ideologically. He doesn’t say Tony’s let him down – and by promising later to help if Tony needs him, groups Tony in the group that he doesn’t want to let down either.

I know I hurt you Tony. I guess I thought – by not telling you about your parents I was sparing you, but… I can see now I was really sparing myself. I’m sorry. Hopefully one day you can understand. 

I can see how “hopefully one day you can understand” can be a bit patronizing – I will give you that. But overall, in these lines, Steve is admitting fault, accepting responsibility, and apologizing for causing Tony pain. He hopes Tony will understand his thinking, but doesn’t demand his forgiveness, and ultimately doesn’t make excuses. He owns that he hurt Tony. And he apologizes. Which is really all he can do at this point.

I wish we agreed on the Accords, I really do. I know you were only doing what you believe in, and that’s all any of us can do, it’s all any of us should. 

Again, this is… Pretty straight up compassion. Steve doesn’t agree with Tony, but doesn’t berate him for his choices. He acknowledges that Tony is doing what he believes in (which is way more generous than is probably deserved, given Tony breaks the Accords at least three times in the movie and obviously doesn’t really believe in them), and treats his choice with respect (despite it resulting in shit like Wanda being put in a shock collar like an animal and tortured by the government). 

So no matter what, I promise if you — if you need us. If you need me, I’ll be there.

At the end here, Steve is reaching out, and offering an olive branch. He is expressing friendship and a desire to be there for Tony, ideological differences aside. It’s a reassurance that he is not abandoning Tony, despite how they parted ways.

Honestly, I have a hard time reading the letter as a whole as anything other than an apology, reassurance of respect, and promise of help should Tony need it. And it frankly expresses a lot more kindness and forgiveness than I think I’d be capable of in his position. Though I’m sure we all have our own biases that inform our reading. 

anonymous asked:

no no no mendel isn't evan's dad, their families are friends! trina and heidi met at synagogue one day and now meet up every sunday for drink red wine and talk about their ex-husbands. mendel and evan and jason hang in the other room and talk about the importance of horizontal stripes and stuff

this….this. this is the type of headcanon i’m all about.