Star Trek Beyond Spoilers

I absolutely fuckin adored this movie so i’m gonna list under a cut all my favourite parts I can remember (there are A LOT)

 (please don’t read if you don’t want spoilers)
(They wont necessarily be in order in which they happened in the movie)

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AoS Re-Watch: Under-appreciated moments
            1x14 aka the one where it’s confirmed that fitz does, in fact, have more than one

Bonus: that one time there was a battle at the triskelion and this guy* stood up to hydra

*I’m not saying he’s fitz’s buddy but I’m also not not saying he’s fitz’s buddy…

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve gets a modern haircut that leaves everyone a bit flustered.

Steve’s a bit surprised to find that Natasha’s the only one who’s come to greet him. He’s been gone for two whole months, after all, undercover in Denmark. He’d texted the Avengers group chat (titled ‘AVENGE DIS BITCH’ because Tony’s literally the strangest person on the planet) from the Triskelion to let them know he was on his way, just before he’d gotten on his bike.

“Hey,” Nat says as he unfolds the kickstand, and Steve’s always validated by the smile she wears when she sees him. It’s wonderful to know he has a true friend here.

He gets off the bike and turns to open his helmet case. “How’s it going?” he asks as he puts away his helmet.

When she doesn’t answer, he looks up at her, brushing a strand of hair out of his eyes. “Uh,” she says.


For a long moment, she stares at him, her mouth a little open. Finally, she shakes herself. “I just never thought I’d see the day you’d succumb to modern haircuts.” Walking closer, she reaches up and runs her fingertips through the front of his hair, pushing it back again. Steve likes how this cut looks, longer on top, short on the sides, but it’s a little fucking annoying that the front won’t stay put.

“You like it?” he asks. His handler in Copenhagen had suggested it, saying he looked just way too old-fashioned.

Natasha grins. “Just wait until Stark sees it. He’s gonna have a coronary.” She cocks her head for a second. “Which is perfect, because he’s been trying to figure out how to play the damsel in distress to your white knight for weeks.”


books meme: twenty series and books
►[9&10/20] Cruel Beauty and Crimson Bound by Rosamund Hodge

“You deserve all that and more. It made me happy to see you suffer. I would do it all over again if I could.’ I realized I was shaking as the words tumbled out of me. ‘I would do it again and again. Every night I would torment you and laugh. Do you understand? You are never safe with me.’ I drew a shuddering breath, trying to will away the sting of tears.

He opened his eyes and stared up at me as if I were the door out of Arcadia and back to the true sky. 'That’s what makes you my favorite.’ He reached up and wiped a tear off my cheek with his thumb. 'Every wicked bit of you.”
Cruel Beauty

“I think it doesn’t matter what either one of us regrets,” said Erec. “We are going to live forever, in darkness and in dancing. Because I know you, my lady, and you don’t have it in you to be a lamb for the slaughter any more than I do. The same wolfish greed beats in your heart: to have what you will, and kill for it. Or why would you be alive? And you are alive, and have your will, so what should you regret?”
―  Crimson Bound

I Deceived Myself [Natasha Romanoff x Reader] One Shot.

People were asking for fluffy Nat stories. I’m giving you angst. So sorry about that.

Title: I Deceived Myself

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff/Reader

Summary: Your lies have finally caught up to you.

Originally posted by comicbookfilms

Your movements were frantic, grabbing everything you could and throwing it into a backpack on top of your bed. You knew you had to move fast. Your superior had given you a heads up only moments before the attack on the Triskelion and time was of the essence.

In the back of your closet, behind the attic access panel, was your go bag. It had all your basic supplies: clothes, money, IDs and passports. Everything you would need to get out of the country and as far away from this mess as fast as possible. Your backpack held your laptop, a few precious flash drives and files. Your eyes fell to the 3x5 photo lying on the table beside. With deft hands you snagged it, folding it in half and slipping it in your coat pocket.

You probably should have left it in its usual place on your nightstand. Looking at it would only cause you pain from now on. You had been so happy, you both had. When you saw the picture Clint had snuck of the two of you curled up on the sofa in Tony’s tower, you asked him for a copy. You never had it framed. Nat always said that personal items could be used against you if they ever fell into the wrong hands.

But what happens when the wrong hands happen to be your own?

You zipped your pack and threw it over your shoulder, grabbing your go bag and rushing into the living room.

She was waiting for you.

Nat’s gun was drawn with expert aim, but her finger still hovered next to the trigger.

You paused, eyes wide, at a loss for words. Her face was hard, studiously emotionless, and you envied the ease of wearing that façade. She always had been a better liar than you.

“And here I thought I was the most talented double agent,” she said in a raspy murmur, bemused.

“You didn’t want to see it,” you whispered, slowing placing your bag on the floor and letting your pack drop to join it.

“How long?” Nat demanded.

“Forever,” you revealed, licking your lips nervously. “It’s all I remember.”

“Your mission?” she inquired sharply.

“If you read my files then you already know—”

“Tell me,” she interrupted you smoothly. She always was the picture of grace under pressure.

“To get close to the team, earn their trust, and report any Intel to my commander,” you admitted. People liked to believe there was freedom in the truth. But the truth can be just as oppressive as any lie.

“Rumlow?” Natasha spat.

“Rumlow,” you confirmed. “You and I—we weren’t—”

“We weren’t anything,” she stopped you. You wanted to take a pleading step forward, but even the tiny sway of your body in preparation made Nat tense and tighten her grip on her gun.

“If anyone should understand, it’s you,” you argued. “You know what it’s like to grow up like that, with no control over your life.” Years of pent up frustration built in your chest and you felt like were going to explode. “We’ve both done horrible things. But we aren’t monsters. I’m not a monster.”

“I’ve made mistakes,” she agreed with a tilt of her head, “too many. But we aren’t the same. I had someone who believed in me, who took a chance on me, and I made a different call. You had someone who believed in you, and you did nothing.”

You couldn’t deny her accusation, it was true. Nat had always been brave. And you had always been scared. Scared of Rumlow and Pierce, of the Winter Soldier, of HYDRA. It felt like an endless list. But if anyone could have saved you, it was Natasha Romanoff. But you were terrified.

You loved her, but you didn’t trust her. Trust never came easy for spies. So time went on and the lie only grew and festered. It was time to reap what you had sewn.

“How does this go?” you wondered, dropping your hands slowly to your side.

“I bring you in,” Nat said coolly, “you’ll be interrogated. There may be a trial, depending if the government feels like making an example out of you. You’ve never killed anyone, so you may not be executed. Then again, the penalty for treason is death.”

You never thought, in your wildest dreams, that Natasha would be discussing your possible demise so dispassionately.

Your fate was in her hands. The earlier frustration you felt simmered and you found yourself feeling oddly numb. You couldn’t handle prison. You had spent too many years in HYDRA’s care. The pain, the torture, the utter loneliness; you couldn’t do it again.

And you wouldn’t let them parade you around for a trial that was more show than reality. They would drag Natasha into it. They would pick apart every detail of your relationship until they twisted even the most pure moments. You couldn’t do that to her.

“I’m sorry,” you said with a hitch in your voice. Nat raised a curious brow. “I can’t do that.”

You had always been a little bit faster than her. Your hand found the gun tucked into the waistband of your jeans and you had her in your sight.

The bullet entered your chest, but you didn’t feel pain. You were too resigned, too weary to feel anything other than a calming blankness. You caught a flash of shock and maybe regret on Nat’s face even as her finger remained on the trigger she had just fired.

You dropped your gun; it had done its job, as your legs slowly gave out on you. Her aim was as good as ever. It wouldn’t be long now.

Your vision became hazy, but you could make out her blurred form approaching you slowly. It took all your strength to move your hand, resting it on top of your coat pocket, feeling the reassuring shape of the picture beneath it.

Breathing was difficult as blood filled your throat. Anyone who says dying is peaceful is a liar. It was terrifying and awing and inevitable.

Natasha knew when the life finally left your body. There was an unnatural stillness that was impossible for a person to recreate.

She supposed she was in some state of shock. The combination of your betrayal and now death sending her reeling. But her training was thorough. This was hardly the first time she had been confronted with death and disloyalty.

Her eyes fell to your hand, the one you had struggled so ardently to move, and she found herself moving it gently to the side and reaching into your coat pocket.

When she noticed the folded picture, her brow furrowed, curious. Opening it, her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the two of you. You had been so in love. Or had you? She felt the need to question every aspect of your relationship now, and she hated you for that.

She folded the picture back up and hesitated a moment before slipping it into her jeans pocket. She needed to focus. There was protocol. She had to call…someone. She wasn’t sure whom. SHIELD had fallen, Nick was playing dead, and Steve was unconscious in a hospital. But she’d figure it out. She always did.

Natasha was strong. She was immovable. Natasha Romanoff didn’t cry, but she couldn’t ignore the telltale burn in her eyes.

After the collapse of SHIELD and the leak of classified information, she would need to go into hiding. She had grown to like the life she had. In the tower she had friends, love, a sense of stability that she had lacked in the past. Everything was gone now.

So she did what she does best, and disappeared.


Can’t really decide which one to go with. Anyway, here is another Winterbones piece.

I was playing around with two possible scenarios when setting this up.

1) Bucky Barnes, post an AU of CAtWS, is hunting down Brock Rumlow who’s on the run after the clusterfuck that was the launch of Project Insight. The former STRIKE Commander abandoned ship when he saw the tides turn and was therefor not on the premises when Captain America brought down the Triskelion. A cat-and-mouse-game starts except Barnes isn’t the only cat in the game after this particular mouse.

2) The Winter Soldier has been brought out of cryo to hunt down a rouge agent and bring him back to Pierce. This is not that unusual as the Soldier is often used to create cautionary tales out of any Hydra agent that turns traitor. The exception this time is that Pierce wants the target brought back alive and in more or less in one piece. 

The Soldier is not made to question orders but the longer he is out of cryo the better he is at understanding that something is off. This isn’t any regular Hydra agent that’s gone off the reservation. The Soldier has to use every single skill he has  to track Rumlow down and keep him in his sights. Retrieval is not going to be that straight forward either so some stalking is in order before he approaches his prey.

Now, the questions is; Has Rumlow been whammied so that he has lost his memories of who he is except for the paranoid understanding that he is a target? Or has Rumlow grown a conscience and he just decided to go AWOL because he wants nothing to do with Hydra and he trusts no one at SHIELD?

Whatever caused Rumlow to go on the run, the Soldier doesn’t much care. He only knows he hasn’t been this challenged in years, nor this entertained, and he doesn’t want it to stop. Maybe it ends with both of them disappearing…

Come talk Winterbones with me :)


All the base’s major players had been mysteriously absent for over two weeks, not leaving so much as a word signaling where they were going or for how long they would be gone or what they were doing in the first place. Which was their prerogative, anyway, it wasn’t like Grace wanted to know all of the confidential information, since the less she knew the less Hydra could torture out of her. But still. It would be nice to know.

And now it seemed they were back, from the sound of the hangar door clattering all the way through the base. Despite herself, Grace wandered toward the hangar, won over by her own curiosity. “What?”

Agent Fitz preceded the team through the bay entrance. “Get ready to work some overtime on this lot,” he said conspiratorially as he passed and summarily vanished around the corner. She turned to see what lot he was talking about and felt all the blood leave her extremities. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the Triskelion fell down around her all over again.

Team Captain America was on base.

She raised a limp hand in greeting. “Holy shi-…hey.”

wakandandperthshire  asked:

Fitz's Triskelion buddy in our headcanon was among those who flew the Theta Protocol helicarrier to Sokovia! Headcanon solidifies!

Yes he was! Actually, in my post I simply wrote “this guy” but THIS GUY has a name and it’s Cameron Klein! For those of you playing at home, Cameron Klein’s grandfather was Stanley Klein, a soldier that fought alongside Captain America and the Howling Commandos at the Battle of the Bulge. I actually have a lot of headcanons about Cameron and Sharon Carter (and Trip), and that Cameron was one of the few people who knew of Sharon’s family history.

I mean, when he stood up to Rumlow it was pretty darn awesome. But knowing a little more of his backstory gives that moment just so much more poignancy. :)

caramel-noodless  asked:

headcanon - when everyone found out Pokemon Go was out, they all went nuts finding Pokemon on the Triskelion, Amadeus even managed to install it in his armour. ( this is a dumb hc but i can see it happening omg)

Amadeus is a PRO at Pokemon Go. Within a week he uncovered all the places on the Triskelion that contained rare Pokemon. XD

Shopping for a Hitman and the Secrets of Surviving A Superhero Cliché (with Fruit)

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by bromeothellamaking

Sure, maybe Steve has to have an emotional, dark, gritty reunion with Bucky in the movies, but how would normal people react to the return of the Winter Soldier after the fall of the Triskelion? (Hint: take a lesson from Sam Wilson.)

Eleanor is a very normal employee at Stark Industries, who is both painfully aware of her own mortality, and the fact that apparently all super-people believe the key to being discreet lies in dark ensembles, leather jackets, and hoodies. She likes apples. She doesn’t care about the hype about superheroes; it can’t be good for her chances of survival when she recognizes the apparent zombie guy from that weird patriotic Smithsonian exhibit.

Bucky doesn’t really give much thought to the weird chick who nodded at him to go inside the Tower, but Steve’s in mother-hen mode, and Tony Stark is really pushy, and it turns out none of the Avengers really have lives outside of the occasional episode of mass destruction and dramatic one-liners. So he just goes along with it when Banner turns out to have a Disney thing and Stark tags along and actually, amazingly, shuts up when they go to the library, and he makes friends with a bunch of freaks.

Words: 6854, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

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Echo - Chapter 30 - EonAO3 [Archive of Our Own]
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 30/?
Characters: James “Bucky” Barnes, Original Female Character, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Brock Rumlow, Nick Fury, Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Explicit Language, Canon-Typical Violence, Weapons, Fighting, Injury, references to violence, References to Torture, Drinking, Action, Action/Adventure

Summary: Allison Addams, STRIKE Operator, “died” when Insight 01 crashed into Tower B of the Triskelion and SHIELD fell. In the wind, and with no one to trust, Allison’s self-assigned mission is to discover HYDRA’s secrets and take them down. And, if she can, find the love of her life and save the life of a new, unlikely ally.