SAM LOOKS SO DIFFERENT
BUT WTF ITS BEEN 9 YEARS AND DEAN HASN’T AGED
Have you hugged your chicken today? :3
This is how you know they’re actually brothers.
this is my favourite scene in the movie i’m not even kidding
I love this scene the most, because Loki is somewhat trying to help and Thor is just done.
if this isn’t at the end of TASM, I will probably cry
oh my god CAN YOU IMAGINE
Excuse me, Marvel?
Yes hi. Big fan. Really. But um, could you maybe, you know:
- Black Widow put her in everything okay
- More Falcon even if it’s like he shows up and eats pizza and tells everyone to believe in themselves
- Like a lot of Hawkeye movies at least four Hawkeye movies
- Take care of Chris Evans he’s special to me
- Bucky okay like let him cry on screen that’d be nice please
Marvel Cinematic Universe
(minus the Incredible Hulk)
Will do, Sherlock.
(When Sherlock ruffles his hair and commands you to blog it, you don’t say no.)
Get cereal, Tony says.
Get healthy cereal, Steve says.
Pop-Tarts, Thor says.
Fuck it, this is the one Tasha likes. MOVING ON.
This is sweet.
Well he missed a pretty god damn big one didn’t he
u fucked up, Tony
u fucked up big time
you had one job, Tony
what if he did find it though?
what if after the avengers, he just archived the data, fully intending to look at it all later, and then kind of forgot about it because he was too busy trying to tinker his trauma away?
what if after iron man 3 he got bored one day, went through his data banks, found all this damning evidence, and figured it out?
what if he found out during winter soldier and tried to contact someone, but steve and natasha were already underground, fury was faking the dead, hill was with fury, coulson and his team were being held hostage on the plane, clint was nowhere to be found, thor was in asgard, and bruce was on vacation in hawaii?
what if he couldn’t do anything about it because he’d gotten rid of all the suits?
what if he was building one from his old files and going to try to do something about it, but then jarvis brought up the news and all he could do was sit there and watch the helicarriers fall because as good as his tech was, it still couldn’t finish the armor fast enough for him to help?
what if he knew but he couldn’t do a thing to fix it?
Stop. Following. Me.
Imagine it though:
It’s a testament to just how exhausted Steve is, how much the search has taken out of him, that Bucky manages to catch him in his sleep. A blade at his jugular, a hand that Steve knows could tear his throat out fisted in his shirt.
Could. But won’t.
“Stop." The flat of the blade presses against Steve’s jaw, forcing his head back. "Stop calling me that. And stop. Following. Me." Bucky’s face is inches away, eyes wild but still so familiar it aches.
"Can’t do that, Buck." Steve swallows, feels the serrated edge of the knife against his skin. "I’m with you —"
"Stop, just STOP!" The knife clatters to the floor and Bucky clenches his left hand around Steve’s throat and squeezes. It takes everything Steve has not to give in to the urge to fight back. He fists his hands in the sheets, forces down the instinctive panic. He will not hurt Bucky again. And Bucky will not hurt him.
Bucky’s face twists with rage. “Fight back, damn it! You think — you think I won’t —”
Steve doesn’t have the air to reply even if he wanted to. His vision’s getting fuzzy, blood pounding in his ears, but he clings to one thought: Bucky will not hurt him.
And then everything goes dark.
When he comes to, there’s a knife buried to the hilt in the pillow beside his head.