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wenellyb · 1 year
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The Hottest Men of the MCU
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archangelofzion · 5 months
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Can we just take a moment to appreciate how accurate and stunning the What If? Faces were to the real actors?
On a side note how similar Kraglin and Peter look here
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szagaloree · 1 year
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Kink list:
Bondage: ❤️‍🩹
Degradation:💎
Daddy/mommy kink: m💙/f💖
Overstimulation kink:🪫
Dom/sub kink:⛓
Blindfold/mouth covering kink:🖤
Spanking kink: ❤️‍🔥
Knife play:🔪
Rough sex kink:🤍
Anal kink:🧡
Foreplay: ❤️
Breeding kink: 🥴
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iwannabesawtrapped · 1 year
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"they’re my comfort character" and they’re a murderer who hasn’t experienced a single bit of comfort in their life
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ussthunderquack · 4 months
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Happy Festivus everyone! This year, the Feats of Strength will be hosted by the Grandmaster.
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satashiiwrites · 9 months
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Snippet sunday
Tagged by @monsterrae1 for a seven snippet sunday. Thanks for the tag Rae! I’m pretty sure @outtoshatter also tagged me for a wip whenever earlier this week when I was mostly focusing on surviving the work week (so thanks Gia!).
Low pressure tagging @outtoshatter (you never said no tag backs!) @tkwritesdumbassassins @alyxmastershipper @westernlarch @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry @rosieposiepuddingnpie @quietborderline and whoever else wants to play along
From my rough trade project that I’m yeeting tonight.
Title: Scintillation (excerpt from chapter 3)
Fandom: MCU
Pairings: Winteriron, Erik Killmonger/T’Challa, one sided Stucky. Tony Stark & Ho Yinsen.
Tags/warnings: panic attack this chapter. Erik is a warning in and of himself. Deals with canon events with canon level violence + added sex (not this snippet).
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Through the bond, Tony can feel that James is… happy. 
He doesn’t know what to do with this feeling and it’s very distracting. 
“How am I not boring you?”  He doesn’t mean for it to sound defensive but it does. 
James is amused instead of offended. “You’re passionate about figuring things out and it animates you.  Why would I not like something that you find interesting?”
Tony is perplexed. “Most people don’t?”
“I am not most people.  I’m your sentinel.”
If he’s telling the truth, Tony’s often been told to get to the point.  He’d been coached on how to make business presentations and had maybe self-medicated with alcohol for years.  Extremis had put a final kibosh on what little drinking he’d done after the whole palladium-poisoning pity party had blown up in his face. 
What was the point of drinking if you couldn’t get drunk unless you actively were trying to poison yourself?  He’d noticed that James didn’t mind a beer or two but otherwise didn’t really touch the stuff. 
“You don’t drink do you?” Tony asks, already onto the next topic. 
“It doesn’t really do much for me and… well….”
“Well what?”
James’ eyes go unfocused, like he’s seeing straight through Tony.  “We used to party when we were on leave—didn’t get too many of them.  One time me and the Howlies were in London and Steve was spending time with his dame, Peggy, and Howard was with us too… it was a bad bombing that night.  I haven’t… I didn’t like those memories and I associate it with being drunk.”
“When exactly did you become a supe?”
“A supe?” James arches an eyebrow playfully and Tony can feel the teasing tug on their bond. 
“A super soldier.  Like Steve.”
James frowns, thinking which feels like an itch at the back of Tony’s brain now that he’s focusing on how the sentinel feels through their bond. “I… things weren’t normal after he rescued me.”
“You mean the first time?”  Tony doesn’t think that James means Steve’s most recent rescue attempt. 
“Yeah. I mean, I could get drunk but it took a lot.  Was told I was being a right unfunny bastard by Dum Dum because I was hogging the liquor and he wanted me to share.”
“So you were showing signs of the serum?”
James shakes his head minutely, rubbing his hands through his hair and tugging on it to show the question was difficult for him to answer. “I… I think I was starting to come online as a sentinel.”
Tony considers this information which is new.  There’d been many failures over the years to reproduce the super soldier serum that had made Steve. Hell, Extremis’ fix had used his dad’s VitaRays as a starting point to solve the energy overload problems. Tony knew the VitaRays weren’t the part that had worked to make Steve into Captain America, despite some other research to the contrary that SHIELD may or may not have funded. 
“Was Steve online before the serum?”
James’ attention refocuses on Tony.  “Yeah.  I’m pretty sure he came online when his mom died.  She was just like him and both of them wouldn’t stand for any sort of thing they thought was wrong.  I spent a lot of time rescuing Steve after he picked a back alley fight with someone twice his size and three times as mean.”
“I’ve seen pictures of what he looked like before the serum.  It really transformed him.”
“I didn’t recognize him at first when he showed up in Austria. He… it wasn’t just how he looked.  He smelled different.”
“Well he’d been running around dodging bullets and bombs so it makes sense that he’d smell like a war.”
“I’m not talking that.  I’m talking… everyone smells slightly different.  It’s… it’s your smell,” James tries to explain, wrinkling his nose and rubbing it. “Steve smelled different after he became a super soldier.”
“Huh.  What do I smell like?”
James’ smile takes on a hungry edge.  “Darling…”
“What do I smell like to a sentinel?”
Instead of answering, James rolls them so that Tony is beneath him.  Closing his eyes, the sentinel breathes in deeply through his nose twice before he lowers himself to settle his weight between Tony’s legs and press his nose to the angle of Tony’s jaw.  It’s not sexual, the bond hums with intense focus and Tony doesn’t feel trapped so he lightly rests his hands on James’ back. 
“Babe?”
James’ inhale in noisy because he does it with his face pressed against Tony’s, eyes fluttering open as he stares right into Tony’s eyes.  “You smell like home.  Like you’re mine,”
The tenderness of his sentinel’s affection laps at the bond like waves breaking on a distant shore. 
Tony’s never been someone somebody permanently wants.  He’s a one-night stand kind of guy because he gets too attached and then relationships implode—for example Pepper.  With Pepper he’s been able to keep their friendship but it’s not the same as it was.  He can tell sometimes that he tries her patience more than he used to, that he scares her when he does what he has to as Iron Man. 
He’s scared to take that final step with James.  To let him in all the way.  Nobody has liked what they’ve seen when they really look at Tony. They like the shiny baubles and the money.  The things he can do for them or give them.
Everyone tires of him eventually. 
“Darling—I don’t know what you’re thinking about right now but stop it,” James growls and it pulls Tony out of the maelstrom of pity and self-hatred he’d been sinking into. 
James’ hold is now claustrophobic and Tony pushes at him. “Can you please…?”
The sentinel rolls away as if burned and sits up next to Tony.  “Tony?”
“Sorry.  I know it’s too much,” Tony has climbed out of bed and is standing awkwardly next to it. James and Elsa—who he’d forgotten—are both watching him with matching expressions of concern. It’d be funny if Tony wasn’t holding on by his fingernails to stop the panic attack threatening to overwhelm him from taking over. 
Before he can completely shatter, T’Challa’s shields cover his, filling in the widening cracks. He hears a snarl of a big cat and Erik’s concerned “Tones?” before he passes out, overwhelmed. 
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laiqualaurelote · 7 months
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chapter three - raise hell as I roll along
“Is it so inconceivable that I might have a conscience?” said Tony.
“Yes,” said Steve, perplexed, “yes, because everything about who you say you are implies otherwise—”
“And you don’t know what to make of it.”
“I don’t know what to make of you.”
Tony’s eyes glittered. “You can make of me what you will, Steve.” 
In Jazz Age New York, aspiring artist Steve Rogers, in search of his missing friend, enters a glittering underworld of speakeasies, gangsters and spies, presided over by the maddeningly enigmatic Tony Stark. 1920s Prohibition era!AU
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bigdeadpanda · 1 year
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Head of the Families
Pairing: Namor of Talokan/Shuri of Wakanda
Summary: Mob families of Wakanda and Talokan hold vast territories in California and Nevada but, when the Crime Unit in California starts seeing key figures from both families freely walking on the others territory, somethings gotta give so they deploy the Mob family in their pocket, the Avengers, to find out how far up the food chain it goes. The Avengers, the presumably untouchable family, kidnap who they think is the Head of the Talokan family. Boy, were they wrong.
Word Count: 883
Warnings: Implied Torture
Through the blood dribbling from his nose, the jade plug having been brutally ripped from it, Namor giggled as if the pain he was in was a minor ache that could be healed with a kiss and a band-aid.
"Oh, you all aren't playing the game correctly! You're supposed to ask me where you can find the Head of the family, not ask me what the alliance between Talokan and Wakanda entails!"
"What do you mean?" Tony asks him calculatedly as Namor tries to use his tongue to play with his mangled nose.
"What I mean, gringo, is that I'm no longer the Head of Talokan. You've got the wrong guy" Namor tells him playfully.
"I'm going to pull out his earrings" Thor threatens as he steps toward Namor.
"No, we need to know who the new Head of Talokan is if it isn't him," Steve tells Thor putting his hand on the man's shoulder.
"I can't wait until the White Wolf comes and tears you apart, Rogers. He may have been loyal to you and the Avengers but, after you threw him away, he was given new life in Wakanda and Talokan. He's a valued member to the Head and she'll be all too happy to send him after you" Namor taunts looking at the former Golden Boy of the United States Army.
"Who is the new Head of Talokan and Wakanda?" Natasha asks him as she inspects the bloody pair of pliers in her hand.
"She's La Bella Muerte, She heals and kills in the same breath, she leaves no survivors yet heals those that join her in her crusade of death. She's my goddess who allows me to worship at her altar every night, she is the one who points the finger and orders me to kill and I happily do it all for her. She's Pantera Negra to my A'K'uk'ulkan, and I will happily die in her place over and over again until she orders me not to."
"It can't be Ramonda as she's been spotted in Haiti so there's only one other person this Black Panther can be," Clint says coming up to Tony with his hands in his pockets.
"Shuri doesn't have the guts for this kind of life" Tony responds dismissively.
Smiling wickedly, Namor asks, "Does she?" right before there was an explosion throwing the door across the room right into him causing him and the chair he was tied to tip over right as he started laughing in glee.
Who other than Shuri, the presumed Head of both Wakanda and Talokan, steps through the hole that had been created.
Prim and proper, she carefully steps around the debris that had been created from the explosion with her head held high while her cousin, Erik, and the White Wolf take up their protective positions behind her both sporting AK-47s that were pointed to the ground.
"Gentlemen, madam, you have something of mine I'd like returned to me. I would've preferred unharmed but in our line of business there is nothing we can do to stop harm from occurring so I'd at least like him alive."
"Holy shit," Sam says looking at the woman who'd walked through the door.
"I don't think, Shuri, you quite understand what was going on here so let me spell it out for you…"
"Actually Anthony, I understand perfectly what was going on here. You kidnapped one of mine in broad daylight hoping to get information about Talokan out of him but, what you've failed to notice, is the man is a masochist through and through; he loves pain and everyone in the Talokan family could tell you that so kidnapping and hurting him was a massive waste of time."
Clint looked at Steve in bewilderment while the former Army icon looked disturbed.
Sam mutters while turning away from the three new arrivals, "That explains so much."
"He was just telling us about you," Natasha tells her looking away from the pliers and into her eyes with a blank expression that shouldn't've given anything away.
"It's because he was told to do so. Whatever embellishments he makes are his own" Shuri tells her looking at the man that is now on his knees while still tied to the chair. Shuri could just barely see a knife cutting away at his bonds.
"So, you're telling us that you purposefully let him walk around on his own just to finally tell us that you're the Head of, not only Wakanda but Talokan as well? You know the cops and feds are going to have a field day with this news."
"That's if they ever find out" Erik teases his gold-toothed smile flashing at the Avengers menacingly.
"You're outnumbered here," Thor says tensely.
Looking around as if he's trying to find something on the walls, the chair Namor had been tied to falls onto the floor after he stands up from it.
"I knew he had another knife somewhere" Clint comments to Natasha who just shrugs.
Extra tidbit: Wrinkling his nose and moving it around a bit with his right hand, Namor tells Shuri as she walks passed him, "That always itches, and now I have to pierce my nose…again!"
"Stop complaining, at least we got your plug back this time," Shuri says scolding him.
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tobiasdrake · 11 months
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Episode 6, the bromance between pre-development Tony Stark and Erik Killmonger is unexpectedly beautiful. This is why it's fun to let characters that don't typically interact bounce off of each other. Sometimes you discover an inexplicable chemistry.
Tony and Erik just click. War profiteer and CIA assassin go together like jelly and peanut butter.
And it gives us a chance to see a more personal side to Killmonger. He's an anime nerd? Didn't see that coming but I love it. Makes sense he'd be into Gundam in particular since that series is so militarized. I wonder if he's seen Fullmetal Alchemist? Scar seems like he'd be right up Erik's alley.
And yet we all know where this is going, and that tension hangs over every moment of fun bro-ship. Erik doesn't have friends. He has a mission. Black Panther made that very clear when Erik murdered his bestie Klaue.
Now Tony's his bestie. And there's only one way that ends.
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zarthhearth · 11 months
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If...I believe Killmonger and Tony Stark spent a passionate night together while building robots, then it happened.
Oh, it happened.
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lizmaximoff · 1 year
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Marvel Rewatch → What If...? (2021) dir. by Bryan Andrews ↳ 1.06 What If...Killmonger Rescued Tony Stark?
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Shower thought: Although highly unlikely, there’s a possibility that Frank Castle, Erik Killmonger, and Lance Hunter worked with each other or at least knew each other’s reputation. They’re all Iraq War vets. At the very least, all three of them were probably aware that Tony Stark visited the country in order to demonstrate his new weapons.
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szagaloree · 1 year
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Master list update
The master list has been updated with a Erik killmonger oneshot and adding of other movie characters💜
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comicwaren · 1 year
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From Avengers Vol. 8 #064, “The War for the Dawn”
Art by Javier Garrón and David Curiel
Written by Jason Aaron
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