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You know, my initial reaction to Civil War was “Neither side is right or wrong, and that’s the point” and while I still think that’s what the filmmakers were going for, I’ve come to the conclusion that I really don’t care one way or another who’s right or wrong because aside from that ONE SCENE depicting the Avengers debating the Accords with good points on both sides, the movie really never has anything to do with them from that point on beyond “thing that is occasionally an added annoyance for everyone”

Like Steve’s entire plot is about first trying to keep his friend from being murdered without due process and then trying to stop HYDRA Takeover 2.0 which just happen to be things happening at the same time as the Accords stuff (which I don’t think were even ratified at that point due to the UN getting blown up?) and are in no way a deliberate rebellion against it and let’s be real, even if Steve had signed that would have gone right out the window anyway as soon as Bucky was threatened

Just like any validity of Tony’s points about responsibility went straight out the window when he decided to ignore all that and do exactly what he wanted anyway by doing things like disobeying orders so he could track Steve and Bucky

Even Zemo’s scheme didn’t have anything to do with the Accords, since it’s not like their existence somehow caused his family to die or retroactively changed time so that the Winter Soldier killed the Starks in front of a convenient video camera, like all the Accords did for him was get the UN people all in one place which they do for other things anyway

so in conclusion nothing has anything to do with anything, the rules are made up and the points don’t matter, everyone’s an imperialist, and this is what happens when you force the writers to shoehorn in a plot point that made even LESS sense in the original comics just to try and make a competing film with Dawn of Justice, which no one should have been concerned about competing with in the first place let’s be real

“Buried” (Chapter Twelve)

Shorter chapter this time, but 160 likes and 60 reblogs and I’ll post Chapter 13 too!

Excited to hear what you guys think of Bucky!


Enjoy :)


“Damn it.” Steve put his head on Tony’s shoulder. “Damn it. Tony I have to–”

“Yeah.” Tony ran a shaking hand through Steve’s hair. “Yeah, no you have to get that. Could be Buck.”

“Could be Buck.” Steve repeated, but then he shifted on top of him and Tony groaned and wound his arms around Steve’s neck again and Steve bent his head to kiss him–

–and the phone kept ringing.

“Go.” Tony pulled away, closing his eyes and throwing an arm over his face. “Fuck. Go answer it.”

“I don’t want to answer it.” Steve nuzzled into his neck. “They can call back.”

“Steve.” Tony tugged at his hair. “Real life time. This is fun but we have got to get out of here, remember?”

“Real life time?” Steve stared down at him and Tony ran light fingers over his jaw, smoothing through the dark hair on his beard and the want in his eyes faded to something like resignation.

“Real life time.” He repeated. “Time to get out of the jungle and back to the world.”

“But Tony–”

“Answer the phone.” Tony said firmly, and just like that, the moment between them was over, relegated to something not real so they could focus on more important things.

Steve knew if he moved, if he rolled off of Tony and answered his phone then whatever this might have been would be over. Real life time.


“Please.” Tony whispered, and sounded so fragile that Steve thought he might actually break. “Please answer the phone.”


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Vampires of Color in The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 2:

Mary, portrayed by Toni Trucks.

Mary is a North American nomadic vampire. She was born in Nova Scotia around 1890 and transformed just after her twenty-eighth birthday, in 1918.

Other than her dark red eyes, Mary’s physical description was never explored in the books. In the movie, she is dark-skinned and has thick brown curls.

Rescue Me [3]

Part Three of Three

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Word Count: 2,636

Warnings: Mentions of sexy time, Language, mild violence, anger and fluff.

A/N: The final part!

One - Two


Tears pricked your eyes.

“Bucky,” you said, voice wavering. “It isn’t what it looks like.”

He looked down at the sapphire before throwing it back in the duffel bag. “Then explain it to me,” he said, anger simmering.

You looked down at your feet and crossed your arms over your chest. You weren’t sure what part of the story to tell him. But you didn’t want to lie to him either.

“Julian didn’t hide the bag behind the dumpster like I had said,” you sighed heavily, looking up at Bucky’s angry face. “He buried the bag in an empty lot across the street from the jewelry store. I’m still not sure why he had really told where it was, but he wasn’t lying. I went there that night and dug it up.”

Bucky was staring you, barely blinking, “Why?”

“I’m a writer,” you shrugged. “Curiosity is our… thing.”

He dropped the bag on the bed before rubbing his forehead with his metal hand. “Why do you still have the bag?” He asked, looking at you again. “What were you planning to do with it?”

“I had fully intended to turn it over to the police,” you said, stepping closer to Bucky. “But I got scared. I didn’t want them to think that I was a part of the robbery. The longer and longer I had it, the more it made me look guilty.”  

“Well now I know why those men were after you,” Bucky said snidely.

You reached a hand out to him, but he stepped away. “Bucky, please don’t…”

He shook his head at you, “You had so many chances today to tell me the damn truth.” The hurt was clearly etched on his face.

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Okay I just had this really awful idea that maybe in the midst of battle, Peter just trucks into Tony and like, Tony thought it was a hug? and since they’re fighting he’s like, “not now kid were in the middle of something”
But all Peter says is “its not a hug-” before breaking off and thats when Tony realizes the kid made himself into a human shield to stop Thanos’ shot at Tony

the-superhero-under-your-bed  asked:

Prompt idea 🙂 would love a tattoo shop story (what can I say, tattoos are awesome) where Clint is a tattoo artist and Tony is the cute mechanic who works next store? It sounds a lot like your Tattoo Shop series but honestly anything with Clint and Tony that isn't super powered and is just, like, a day in the life would be awesome 🙃❤️ either way, ♥️!

So I love this idea, but I kept this short otherwise it would have gotten out of control lol


“Mr Stark!”

Tony rolled out from underneath the truck, wiping a hand over his face and squinting into the light.

“Oh, Clint. Hows it going? And definitely just call me Tony. Weve worked next to each other for like a year now.”

“Sure thing.” Clint winked at him and Tony grinned. “Listen, my truck is making a hell of a noise. I was just wondering if you had some free time if you would maybe take a look at it.”

“Oh yeah. Yeah definitely.” Tony was not staring at his neighbor, not at the low slung jeans or the bare chest. He was also not staring at arms that seemed too musclar for a tattoo artist, or the wings that were tattooed down Clints back and disppeared into the waistband of his jeans “Just um, leave it in the drive way and Ill take a look at it tonight. No worries.”

“Leave me a bill on the front seat, huh? Ill come over tomorrow and settle up.”

“Sounds good.” Tony waved, definitely not watching as Clint sauntered back across the parking lot to his shop.

Damn that guy was hot.


When Clint opened the door to his truck the next morning, there was a bright orange sticky note on the front seat .

–Just had to tighten a few things. Took me less than an hour, no worries about price. –Tony

“So let me buy you a beer tonight.” Clint tossed kicked at Tonys feet where they stuck out from under the same truck as yesterday. “If you arent going to charge me for my truck.”

“Hey!” Tony slid out and smiled up at him. “Really its not a problem.”

“Maybe not, but I appreciate it, and would like to buy you a beer anyway.”

“Clint, Im serious–”

“Tony! How much more obvious do I have to be about wanting to spend some time with you?” Clint asked in mock exasperation, and beneath all the girime and grease on his face, Tony flushed dark red.

“Oh. Right. Sorry. Not used to that sort of thing. Uh I have got to get this done tonight so it might be late but–”

“Thats fine. Why dont you come over, when you’re done?” Clint jerked a thumb towards his shop. “Ill be waiting for you.”

“Uh sure. Thanks.” Tony smiled sheepishly and rolled back under the truck to hid his burning face.


“Clint?” the bell rang when Tony pushed open the door to the tattoo shop. “You still here?”

“Come on back, Tony! Just putting away from gear!” Clint called from the back and Tony headed towards his voice, admiring how clean the shop was, open and inviting unlike a lot of tattoo parlors were.

“There he is.” Clint looked up with a smile. “And no more grease on your face, look at that.”

“Damn.” Tony laughed. “I knew I should have dabbed some on my cheeks. Accents my eyes.”

Clint laughed with him, then motioned him towards a chair. “I just need a few minutes then we’re good, yeah?”

“Alright.” Tony relaxed into the semi-relined chair, looking up at all the pictures of tattoos and designs Clint had hanging from the walls. “This all you?”

“Yep. Did them all.”


“You got any ink, Tony?”

“Nah.” Tony shook his head. “Something permanent like that on my body? I dont know. Plus the pain… no thanks.”

“It doesnt hurt that bad.” Clint was meticulously cleaning and reassembling a tattoo gun. “Some people think the pain is addicting.”

“I cant imagine pain being addicting.” Tony admitted and Clint looked up.

“No? You want to try?”

“Areyou offering to tattoo me?” Tony asked nervously and Clint nodded slowly, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“Yeah. If you want. I bet I could get you laid out, under my needle, not caring a damn bit about the pain.”

“Um—” Tony coughed to cover what was absolutely not the tiniest whimper at the thought of being laid out under Clint. “I might need a drink first.”

“That wasnt a no.” Clint teased and it was Tonys turn to lick his lips.

“Its not a no.”

Loki’s Song (Part 5)



The nightmare woke him, but it was the person in his room that had jerking upright in his bed.

“Cease, Anthony.” Loki’s voice seemed so much deeper in the dark. “There is no need for concern.”

“No need for concern. You’re just… standing in my room in the middle of the night. Because that’s what normal, well adjusted people do.” Tony’s voice was just edging on panicked and Loki found himself stepping forward before he could stop, reaching for him. “Back off.” Tony ordered, and he did, retreating to the doorway.

“You dream of the battle with the Chitauri.” Loki said softly, and after a long silence, Tony nodded.

“The hole in space. When my suit shut down. I almost died. I think I did die.”

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Made Me a Believer

@mr-starkasm there’s a part where this got angsty but i think you won’t mind :) (also, as i said. inspired by Kesha.) 

Also, if you hate Tony Stark or whatever, you shouldn’t even be on my blog. Don’t like, don’t read. All of that good stuff. 

Cause you brought the flames and you put me through hell
I had to learn how to fight for myself
And we both know all the truth I could tell
I’ll just say this is I wish you farewell

He’s the first who doesn’t treat him as though he is something breakable. They haven’t seen each other in a few months after the shit show in that Siberian bunker. The thing that Tony refuses to think about as much as he can. The moment his eyes fall on the younger monarch, Tony feels a faint twinge of irritation somewhere in the middle of his chest. The weak part of him, the one that consumed him in the dark hours of his first month in the empty facility, wants to get a gauntlet in his hand and shoot the man in the face. He wants to scream at the betrayal; at yet one more person who was supposed to be on his side but ultimately turned on him too. That part, the small kid who still believed in people who called themselves his teammates and his friends, wants to question the why.

Luckily, Tony has outgrown that kid in the past few months.

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Bundle of Joy

Requested by @satanicedition

Hey babes. I was wondering if you’d write a fic where Bucky really wants kids and (y/n) isn’t sure yet. So they move in together and set up their lives. Then (y/n) finally caves in and they try for a baby. Then they get invited over to see the avengers because they haven’t seen them in a while and everyone’s really shocked to see (y/n)’s pregnancy belly. And the avengers are just really shocked because they didn’t announce the pregnancy, they just showed up. Please and thanks xoxoxox.

Bucky x Reader. SUPER FLUFFY WITH SOME SMUT. Word count: 4.1K (I liked this request and got a little carried away)

TW: sex, childbirth

“Bucky, I just don’t know, okay? I love you, it’s just that kids don’t really seem like a good idea. Not considering your line of work,” you said, washing the dishes as Bucky dried them. It was Sunday, which meant ‘family dinner’ with the team, and the two of you got stuck on dish duty.

“I know, which is why I’ve been thinking…” said Bucky, his sentence trailing off as he paused and turned to you.

“Thinking about what?” you asked.

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Potato Problems

(Public blackmail is a low blow, copperbadge  I expect nothing less of you.  Fanfic of Sam’s Foodieverse)

“Yes, hello, I need a potato.”

“That’s kind of what we do here,” Sam Wilson said, not looking up from his tallies. “And we’ve got a few options, so if it’s not crossed out on the board, I might be able to scrape it together for you.” He glanced up, just to make sure he wasn’t forgetting anything. “Except the truffle fries, the last of those just walked out the door, as they say, so…”

It was late and he was tired and he was close enough to sold out that he just wanted to take off for the night. Steve had locked up half an hour ago, heading out to distribute his meager leftovers to the homeless that waited patiently for anything he might have to offer. Sam joined him most nights, but he’d been in the middle of a rush when Steve had shut down, and barely had time to wave as Steve passed by.

He was tired and his feet hurt and he had a nasty burn on the side of his right wrist. Still, he put on his best customer service smile. “What can I get for you?”

He turned to the window. Tony Stark was leaning there, a contraption of white PVP pipe thrown over his shoulders. His eyes went from one side to the other, and he leaned in. “Potato me.”

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Once a CBS drama star, always a CBS drama star. Jim Caviezel, who headlined the network’s long-running procedural Person of Interest, has been tapped to lead the cast of its untitled Navy SEAL drama pilot from former Justified executive producers Ben Cavell, Sarah Timberman and Carl Beverly and Shameless executive producer Chris Chulack.

Written by Cavell and directed by Chulack, the project follows the lives of the elite Navy SEALs as they train, plan and execute the most dangerous, high-stakes missions our country can ask. Caviezel will play Jason, the respected, committed leader of his assault team who’s been through more than a dozen deployments.

The Caviezel-toplined Person of Interest ended its five-season run on CBS last spring. The network loves bringing some of its most recognizable drama stars back into the fold. CBS’ S.W.A.T. pilot is headlined by Criminal Minds alum Shemar Moore; the network’s pilot Mission Control is headlined by Poppy Montgomery, who previously starred on CBS’ Without a Trace and Unforgettable; and pilot Instinct‘s leading man is The Good Wife‘s Alan Cumming. Additionally, Gary Sinise, who was the lead of CSI: NY, now tops another CBS procedural spinoff series, Criminal Minds: Beyond Borders, and NCIS’ Michael Weatherly is the star of freshman Bull.

In the Navy SEAL pilot, Caviezel joins another actor from a long-running CBS procedural: former CSI: NY co-star A.J. Buckley. Also previously cast in the project are Max Thieriot, Neil Brown Jr. and Toni Trucks.

Caviezel next stars in The Ballad of Lefty Brown, which just premiered at the South by Southwest Film Festival. He is repped by ICM Partners and attorney Frank Stewart.

❤️Jim Caviezel. Source:

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“Oh my babies,” Tony said when they arrived at the garage.  He reached out like he couldn’t help it, ran his fingers across the glossy paint job of the nearest car with the exact same reverence his wife did.  And he made exactly the same face, the sour frown of resignation, when they stopped in front of the truck.  “Cap,” said this Tony who barely knew him, “did I know about this before the wedding?”

 “You bought it for me.”  He motioned back at the other cars, the sleek, small beautiful machines. “We can take one of those if you want, but the paparazzi have been known to swarm any time they see one.”

 “We’ll take your stupid truck,” Tony said.  He went around to the passenger side and climbed into the cab. “Not bringing your shield?” he asked.

 “I wasn’t anticipating running into any super villains at the mall,” Steve said.  There it was again, that spike of worry about the world his wife had been thrown into. It was small and pointed, like a burr that got trapped inside a boot, digging into the meat of his calf.  “I try not to take it anywhere I don’t want to start a fight.”

 Tony snorted.  “I’ve never known you to turn down a fight.”

 “Not all fights are worth fighting,” but more importantly, “seatbelt.”

 Tony laughed to himself, at some joke he didn’t feel like sharing, as he pulled the seat belt around and buckled it.  When he was finished he put his hands on his thighs and looked at him expectantly, “I’m all ready, Cap.”  

 They were all the way out of the drive before Tony said, “all of them are coming?  All the Avengers?”

 “Yeah,” Steve answered, “I can’t call Thor but I left a message with Maria Hill about Dr. Selvig and Jane Foster.  I don’t know what happened but there aren’t many people I know that are smarter than them, and you and Bruce. If it’s science, you can figure it out and if it’s not—”

 “You can punch it?” Tony prompted.

mckaytriarchy  asked:

🐻- What’s your favorite stuffed toy? Do they have a name or any interesting stories?

Ask my Muse’s Kid(s) Questions /accepting

Baba Bear,” N'Daré answered with lightning speed. “Uncle Tony gave him to mommy before I was born and she gave him to me. He’s soft, at bedtime I rest my head on him instead of a pillow and um… Oh, and he’s got a hammer like mine and Baba’s!”