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cloudinterlude · 1 year

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what misconception? 👀

I assume this is about the Civil War post I made and oh boy, so many. So, so many. Let me preface this by saying I actually like Civil War enough as a movie. Not as a Captain America movie, but it's engaging and I enjoyed it for the most part. I mostly dislike the dogshit opinions about it. To prevent this from turning into a dissertation, I'll just list the ones that come to mind first/irritate me the most:

"Steve was completely against regulation and oversight" WRONG. He was against the vagueness of it all. He explicitly says that he wants to know whose going to be holding his leash if he has to have one. In fact, he was about to sign the Accords before Tony told him about them preemptively enforcing it and detaining Wanda. Steve was willing to consider the Accords, Steve was trying to discuss the Accords, Steve was on the path to being open to the Accords before the moral failings of it were already shining through. Steve, rightfully so, is distrustful at this point of anonymous authority. Following the news that Hydra had their nasty paws in SHIELD and other high positions in government, Steve decides that he wants to know more about the people who have authority over him. Seems reasonable enough.

"Steve was only against the Accords for Bucky" WRONG. 1) Before he was certain that Bucky was being framed, he says that he has the best chance of bringing him in to minimize damage. Then, when he was certain Bucky was innocent, it became a matter of not letting his bestie be falsely imprisoned and/or killed on the spot. 2) Lemme just add that yes, Bucky is extremely important to Steve, but Steve would have still been against the Accords if Bucky wasn't a factor. I need people to understand this. It wasn't just a "oh no I need to save my best friend". 3) If you read what was in the Accords, you'd understand why Steve would generally be against them. They're abhorrent.

"Steve didn't read the Accords/Steve didn't even attempt to communicate or compromise." I haaaaattttteeee this one with a burning passion. Did we watch the same movie? He's quite literally the only one on screen we see even look at that long ass document. Probably also the only one would could even manage to read the thing since it was sprung up on them 3 days before the meeting (which is a whole 'nother issue for later. For now, I'll just say I support the Ross conspiracy theory). He also tried to tell Tony & Co. before the airport fight that Zemo was the one behind all this conflict, that Bucky is innocent and about the 5 other ultra-dangerous super-soldiers who, as far as he knew, were about to be unleashed onto the world which would be disastrous. Unfortunately, Team IM was wracked with tension and didn't listen and attacked.

"Steve and Bucky jumped Tony (+ variants of this statement)." This is one that confused me so much. Such a bullshit take. I am begging people to rewatch CW and watch the fight. Tony, whose emotions is dialed to a thousand (and not only because of the Bucky thing mind you, but I can talk about that a lot more later because I like talking about Tony's emotional/mental state during Civil War) attacked first, then tries to kill Bucky, Steve tries to get Tony to stop killing Bucky, Tony is trying not to kill Steve, Bucky is trying to get Tony not to kill Steve or him. It's a mess. Mind you, Steve isn't even trying to excessively harm Tony in this scene. It's confirmed that during the entire fight, he was trying to disable the suit. Not trying to beat Tony to a pulp - DISABLE. THE. SUIT. Which he manage to do in the midst of that shitshow.

"*insert any anti-CW Wanda take*" Please, someone please tell me why people think Wanda has any blame for what happened Lagos? Wanda quite literally didn't CAUSE that. I need to understand this point of view before I get an aneurysm. She didn't make the bomb, bring the bomb, set the bomb off. It was Rumlow who had that bomb that would have ended up killing way more people on the ground than where Wanda managed to put it. She absolutely was as much of a hero as she could be in that instance, trying to redirect the bomb away from civilians. Unfortunately, it still ended it casualties, but a lot less than it would have been if Wanda hadn't intervened.

I could go on and on, but I'll stop here. Fanon CACW quite literally has some of the worst fan comprehension I've seen in the MCU. I imagine that a lot of it is not understanding characters, the movie not elaborating on important plot points in an effort to make it 50/50 (which they failed at lol), and the fandom being a lot more conservative than I thought. I can expand further on anything if you want!

#post office #cacw #pro steve rogers #pro team cap #anti sokovia accords #captain america civil war #mcu #steve rogers defense squad #thank you anon

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 1 month

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I can’t stop being feral over that one scene in Captain America: CW, when Steve was grabbing onto the helipad BUT ALSO ON TO THE HELICOPTER BUCKY WAS FLYING.

Like miss mama, did you see those biceps BULGING.

The first thought that came to mind was how I wanted that arm to be wrapped around my throat so badly. , while he uses me.

I shouldn’t be horny this early in the morning 😗😗😗

But like can we talk about how BEEFY Sebastian was in that movie.

Brb to busy being horny over two fictional men

(PS: I ADORE YOUR WRITING!!!)

I know how you feel🤤 I couldn’t stop staring at Steve’s arms in that scene the first time I watched Civil War😍 like Captain please respectfully choke me with those arms of yours🥵

Don’t get me wrong, I love all of Bucky’s looks, but there’s something about beefy Bucky that gets me going😩 I would literally do anything for his beefiness to be on top of me and touching me🫠 don’t get me started on his metal arm🥵

Thank you, I’m happy that you enjoy my writing🩵

#steve rogers #captain america #chris evans #chris evans characters #bucky barnes #winter soldier #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters #captain america civil war #avengers #marvel

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averysmolbear · 10 months

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A Second Chance

CW: This is pretty self ship coded. It's vaguely fluffy so not really a need for a ton of tags, I'd think. It's a female reader fic. I'd say the reader and Pietro would be around in their twenties. It's definitely part of a possible series of one shots so it's the beginnings of a friends to lovers type situation. The only thing that could be maybe triggering is the kind of vague mentions of Pietro feeling "trapped" and the reader is there to kind of psychoanalyze him to a certain degree. I'm not sure how else to word that honestly.

Fandom: Marvel/MCU

Pairing: F!Reader x Pietro Maximoff

Word count: ~2.3k

Just a quick note that this would be well after Age of Ultron and I don't care if it's unrealistic, Pietro survived what happened in that movie because I said so (and yeah, that means this is the MCU version of Pietro, not the one in the X-Men movies) so prepare to suspend your disbelief or something. Or don't. I can't tell you what to do. This also means that the reader works for whatever entity really kind of popped up after AoU that the Avengers would sort of be working for before Captain America: Civil War.

Pietro Maximoff felt like an animal trapped in a cage. He didn’t know why they were keeping him locked away. He had healed and was ready to get back out into the world. He felt like they had to know this, especially with all of their incessant poking and prodding. Whenever he asked someone anything, his questions were brushed aside and they would reassure him that he would be out of there before long. And then the cycle would repeat and Pietro would be left alone in the sterile room that reminded him of his time with HYDRA more than he let on.

It wasn’t the fact that he was getting antsy that pushed Pietro to ask when they were going to let him out. His sister needed him, didn’t she? At this point he was starting to doubt that Wanda was aware he was alive, although maybe that was the reason they were keeping him inside. Maybe they weren’t sure how to break it to her that Pietro had survived. It didn’t matter what the reason was though because he knew that eventually they were going to have to let him out and he wasn’t going to waste any time getting as far from this place as he could when that time came.

He paced the length of the room, moving at a natural speed for once. When he first woke up and was moved to his current room, he would run from one end of the room to the other. It didn’t take long before Pietro realized it wouldn’t do him any good. He wasn’t getting out and it only wasted his energy to zip around the room. At the moment he didn’t want to waste any energy on running around the small space but he felt that pent up energy building up and he hated that he didn’t have a proper outlet for it.

When someone knocked on his door, Pietro ignored it. It was common for someone to knock before dropping off food. If it was a doctor, they would enter without his permission anyway. He waited for the slot in the door to open and a tray to slide on to the ledge on his side of the door. It seemed too early for lunch but it wasn’t as if the speedster had any concept of time. He didn’t know how many days had passed, losing count quickly. He didn’t have the patience to keep track after a week had passed but he assumed he had been there for at least a month, maybe longer.

There was a second, more insistent knock on the door and this time Pietro moved cautiously but curiously toward it. No one knocked more than once and he thought that the sound held some level of urgency to it. His head tilted slightly as he listened at the door, not sure he would be able to tell who was on the other side if he tried. Someone knocked again and with a sigh, Pietro finally asked who it was. It was clear they wanted his attention and now they had it, not that he cared too much about who it might be.

“Pietro?”

He noted that the voice wasn’t familiar but it was soft and feminine and youthful. It wasn’t someone he had met before, as far as he could tell. They sounded hesitant which caught his attention more than the knocking. Not many people around this place were hesitant around him. Most seemed to know that there was security everywhere and he wasn’t a threat. He stepped closer to the door when he noticed the little slot had opened. He could see someone peeking inside but he didn’t recognize them. Pietro didn’t say anything but he did place a hand on the door, closing his eyes for a moment.

“I’m going to assume you can hear me, Pietro,” you continued. You cleared your throat. “My name is (y/n). Can I … can I come in?”

Pietro’s brows furrowed but he quietly backed away from the door. His new visitor had him too curious to not let her inside. He moved over to the bed and sat down but didn’t speak. He could be at the door and out of the room before anyone realized what was happening but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Still he was being stubborn, not wanting to give anyone anything that they could use against him. If they were going to try to use him for who knew what, Pietro was going to make them work for it.

You walked in, opening the door wide enough to be able to slip in. The heavy door slammed shut behind you, making her jump as you heard the door lock, but you didn’t look back at the door. Your eyes were intently fixed on Pietro as soon as you saw him. Someone on the other side of the door gruffly told you that you had 15 minutes before they would come in and you muttered a curse under her breath.

Pietro noted that when you had whispered, it hadn’t been in English and for a moment he wondered what language it was. It sounded roughly like Sokovian but not enough that he was certain he recognized the language. He wasn’t curious enough to ask however. You bit your lip as you stayed near the door, looking him over slowly.

Pietro folded his arms across his chest but still didn’t speak. Instead he fixed you with an intense glare, his brows pulled tightly and a scowl on his face. You were pretty, which he noticed immediately, but he wasn’t going to let them lull him into a false sense of security. He might have been a flirt but he wasn’t an idiot. He wasn’t sure who had taken him in, SHIELD or HYDRA, and Pietro wasn’t sure he trusted either of them. That meant he wasn’t sure if he trusted you since he had no idea what your intentions were.

You swallowed thickly as your gaze turned down toward the floor. You weren't trembling but you looked close to it as you slipped your hands into the front pockets of your jeans. You stayed close to the door, timidly glancing at Pietro before looking away when your eyes met. Clearing your throat, you found your voice. “My name’s (y/n),” you repeated, not sure if he had heard you. Your gaze flitted around the room now to avoid making eye contact. “I’m here to talk.”

Pietro rolled his eyes, his arms still folded across his chest as he let out a sigh. He wasn’t sure he trusted that you were as timid as you seemed. It could have been an act. The fact that you seemed afraid of him annoyed the speedster as well. It wasn’t like he was going to hurt you. “I’m not feeling very talkative,” he bitterly said. “After all it’s hard to want to talk to people who keep me locked away in a cage.”

“Oh …” You looked up and stopped short at the look on Pietro’s face. Your lips curled up in a brief smile, trying to show you were there to help. Your hands fell to your sides and you shook your head. Your face softened as you took a couple of steps away from the door although you still kept some distance between yourself and the speedster. “I … I don’t think that’s what they’re trying to do here, Pietro.”

He watched as you moved toward him, his arms falling to his sides. He was still cautious so he stayed where he was, not wanting to let his guard down too soon. He especially didn’t want to let his guard down to a pretty face only to have it backfire. It was better to keep a bit of cautious optimism for the moment. Pietro wasn’t sure what you were doing there after all. He hoped that if he said as little as possible, you would tell him what he wanted to know. It seemed to be working so far although he wasn’t sure if you were as concerned about him as you appeared to be. He supposed it would be easy enough for someone to fake concern.

You swallowed hard again and took another couple of steps until you were standing at the foot of the bed where Pietro sat. “I can’t help you if you won’t let me,” you softly said, your gaze still locked with his for the moment. You bit her lip and nodded to the bed, finally glancing away from Pietro. “May I sit?”

Pietro silently nodded and watched as you carefully sat down. You seemed like you were both terrified and worried. He wondered which would take precedence, although it seemed like it was going to be your concern for his well-being. He felt his features melt into something less intimidating but he didn’t speak, still not sure he could trust you.

Even if part of him wanted nothing more than to trust you. Pietro knew, in the back of his mind, that he could use a friend.

You sighed, reaching up to tuck some of your hair behind your ear. “I’m sure all of this has been very difficult for you. I don’t doubt that it feels a lot like we’re keeping you here against your will,” you said, nodding your head slightly as you spoke. “I know that you have no reason to trust me but I promise that I won’t lie to you, Pietro. If it was up to me, we’d be having this talk somewhere much more comfortable than this.”

You waited for Pietro to speak and when he didn’t, you let out a nervous laugh. Your eyes roamed his face before you looked at your hands as they rested in your lap. You were too nervous to hold eye contact with him for long. “I don’t have much time but I wanted to introduce myself. I’m going to be coming by every day and I won’t stop trying until you open up to me,” you explained.

You looked up and frowned at the distrust you saw in Pietro’s eyes. “I know how that sounds but I’m not going to try to break you. I’m barely a licensed therapist but that’s why I’m here. I need to evaluate you before they’ll agree that it’s safe to …” You shrugged, gesturing toward the door.

“Before they let me out of my cell.”

You looked up, your eyes widening as you shook your head. “No, Pietro. This isn’t a cell. You’re here for your safety,” you said, your frown deepening. “After what happened, well, no one was sure how you were going to react to being … alive.”

Pietro narrowed his eyes again and sighed, shaking his head. He wasn’t going to let you tell him to trust you and then freely give you that trust. He knew your name but he didn’t know anything else about you. Clearly you knew about him or you wouldn’t have been there. He didn’t like being at a disadvantage like this. If you wanted his trust, you were going to have to earn it.

You bit her lip as Pietro sized you up, your cheeks heating up as you took a deep breath. You glanced toward the door briefly, knowing your time had to be dwindling faster than you would have liked. It wouldn’t be long before someone told you that your time was up and you knew you had barely gotten Pietro to speak to you. When you looked back at him again, you smiled shyly. “We have all of the time in the world. As much time as you need. So tell me how I can win your trust, Pietro.”

Pietro shook his head, shifting his weight as he moved away from you. He didn’t like the feeling of being psychoanalyzed, even if you claimed that you were ‘barely’ a therapist, and he didn’t like that you had piqued his interest. He leaned against the wall at the head of the bed, trying to look disinterested. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It matters to me,” you said with a quick shrug. Your voice was gentle and a bit timid. You tried to smile as you watched Pietro process what you were saying, hoping he would believe you. “It matters to my boss and his boss. It matters to a lot of people. If you can’t trust me, I don’t know when they’ll let you out of here. I just want to help get you out of this room and out somewhere that doesn’t feel so stifling.”

Pietro laughed humorlessly, rolling his eyes as he looked away. He wanted to trust you. He wanted to get out of this room because he was tired of staring at these same four walls. The problem was that Pietro didn’t know where to begin so he figured he could keep feigning disinterest until you told him something that made him feel safe with you. You seemed unassuming but it didn’t mean you were. Pietro was well aware of that.

“I’ll come back later and see if you feel more talkative then,” you said with a nod. You slowly stood, pausing as you watched Pietro. Your smile grew a bit as he looked at you but it was still timid. “I think we’re going to get along if you’ll trust me. I think we can help each other actually. You just have to trust me.”

Pietro watched as you walked to the door. He debated for a split second whether or not he should push you aside when the door opened to let you out but he stayed where he was. He was still staring at the door after it closed behind you. He didn’t know if he could trust you but there was something that was telling him to try. Maybe it wouldn’t lead to anything but if he could get out of this place, he knew he couldn’t keep being so stubborn about this for long. Eventually you would stop trying and Pietro wasn’t sure what would happen to him after that.

He wasn’t sure he wanted to find out either.

#tessie writes #marvel x reader #marvel x y/n #MCU x reader #MCU x y/n #pietro x reader #pietro x y/n #pietro maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x y/n

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valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn · 4 months

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I was already scared about the next Captain America movie, but now realizing that Sam hasn't even been mentioned in like 4 years when HE IS CAPTAIN AMERICA,, now I'm terrified. I don't want them to destroy another of my favorite characters, we suffered enough with Loki Wanda and Stephen's bastardization. Sam is such a good man and deserves so much more

also kinda out of topic, did they seriously made Carter say that shit about little girls in Russia?? When Natasha exists???? It's way too specific, like a jab at Natasha for ??? some fucking reason I guess

I hate to be the bearer of bad news but unfortunately, yes, they said this in the episode:

Why? No fucking reason, that's why.

She has no story and no arc of her own, so the writers need to claim everybody loves her and admires her in order to convince the audience to fall for her. You know, like Sylvie in the Loki series. These writers don't care about these women, they do the bare minimum and then count on the fans to shout "misogyny!" at those of us who complain about their terrible work with them.

It's a vicious cycle but some fans think kissing the ass of every female character = feminism, when in truth what they're doing is kissing the ass of the same writers who can't be arsed to write those women well. They're not kissing the ass of a fictional woman who doesn't exist, they're looking at those writers and telling them "you don't care about female characters and we love you for it" and calling that feminism. It's bonkers.

Other female characters in Marvel deserve this much attention if not more. Why not give it to them? Hell, I'm pretty sure we would all love to see Layla again, for instance. What about Sharon? Or Maria Hill. I wouldn't mind a What If with Carol or Valkyrie or more Wanda...

I'm definitely worried about Sam too, especially when it's Spellman (same guy as TFATWS) the one writing him. He was never given too much focus but at least the movies gave us enough that we could see he's a good man. The problem is I don't know if we're going to get something akin to TWS (so, the focus on Sam and some supporting characters showing up occasionally) or another CW (a team-up movie where the title character is sidelined.).

Sam was given the shield in 2019. It's 2024 already. And no cameos, no mention of him, nothing. When Steve was part of the franchise non-stop for a decade.

#anti peggy carter

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destinyc1020 · 2 months

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"This is also just proof that you CAN play superhero roles for over a decade and STILL land an awesome movie"

Maybe also hes a white nepo baby who has a ton of connections in the industry and one of the richest actors and he will always get second chances, like what we talking about. Like him playing iron man was never gonna prevent him from getting roles he just chose bad roles.

I mean, RDJ is technically a NepoBaby, yes, but my point is that you can still get decent roles (and even win an Oscar!) after playing a superhero role... so fans don't need to worry about Tom and his career so much. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Even Chadwick Boseman was in the Oscar-nominated "Ma Rainey's Black Bottom" movie, and was even nominated for his role in the film after he had already played in several superhero films (Captain America CW, Black Panther, Avengers Endgame, etc.).

All I'm saying is that being in the MCU isn't necessarily a death sentence to your career. If you're a good actor, you will eventually get decent roles and ppl will want to work with you.

Let's not kid ourselves though..... based on what Robert has been saying throughout this awards season, it seems as though he was really searching for a good role... so even he was getting to the point where he was feeling some kind of way.

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countessravengrey · 25 days

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Explicit | Romantic Dramedy Alternate Universe- No Powers; Omegaverse

CW: Angst, Trauma (more notes in fic)

James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

“So I take it from all the smiles that the meeting went well.” “Uh, yeah, it went great...I think.” “You think?” “Well...” Steve rubbed the back of his neck and glanced away briefly. “A certain Omega kept drawing my attention.” “Who—” But Steve was looking at Bucky rather pointedly. “Me? I distracted you?” “What, you’re going to tell me you didn’t notice all the guys and girls hitting on you tonight?” Bucky snorted. “They just want free drinks,” he said with a dismissive wave. “Yeah, I’ll bet that’s all they want,” Steve said, and did Bucky detect a hint of jealousy, maybe even possessiveness in his tone and scent? He shouldn’t like that, absolutely hated it with Brock, but it was doing things to Bucky’s Omega instincts, making him want to reassure and placate and bat his eyelashes as he stared at this beautiful, irresistible Alpha who was staring back at him with such heat in his eyes. He should have gone home, because this... This wasn’t fair. The two gazed at each other a moment longer, heat rising between them.

#stucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers #captain america #marvel #fanfiction #What Happens in the Nest #stucky renaissance 2024

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justjensenanddean · 2 years

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Jensen Ackles clarifies longstanding Marvel rumor: 'Did I audition for Captain America? No, I did not'

Jensen Ackles finally got his shot to play Captain America. That is, the Captain America of the world of The Boys.

In season 3, Ackles stars as Soldier Boy, a supe modeled after Marvel's First Avenger but who is really anything but. He'll be making his debut when Amazon Prime Video's superhero satire returns June 3.

Many fans have pointed out that Ackles, a veteran of the CW's Supernatural, once auditioned for the role of Cap, which ultimately went to Chris Evans, in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. That's what they believed for many years, and that's what has been peddled around the internet. Ackles, however, confirms to EW that while he may have been in contention for a brief time, it was so brief he never actually auditioned.

"Did I audition for Captain America? No, I did not," Ackles says during a sit-down interview for EW's The Boys season 3 cover shoot. "I don't necessarily know, was that an auditioning kind of a thing? I feel like they just met with people on that."

Ackles further clarifies that he "never got the opportunity to even talk to anybody" about the Cap job because of his busy schedule.

"I was not available, anyway. So, I don't think they were going to work around my schedule. Doesn't seem like a kind of property that would do that," he continues. "I would've loved to have been in the mix on that because Chris [Evans] and I used to go against each other for quite a bit on a lot of different things back in the day. But, unfortunately, I didn't get to fight him on that one."

Ackles feels like he at least gets his shot now with Soldier Boy.

In the universe of The Boys, supes are not born, they are made. The Vought International corporation created a serum, Compound V, that grants people superhuman abilities. They injected babies with the pharmaceutical advancement and later sold their legion of grown supes as God's chosen heroes. Soldier Boy was the very first superhero Vought packaged for the masses.

"It's Captain America on his ass," Ackles says. "It's as if Captain America gave up super-heroism and was just your drunk and inappropriate uncle."

Soldier Boy led Payback, Vought's first premiere team of superheroes, who were active during World War II. But the Boys crew — Butcher (Karl Urban), Hughie (Jack Quaid), Kimiko (Karen Fukuhara), Frenchie (Tomer Capone), and Mother's Milk (Laz Alonso) — encounter him in the present day.

He's kind of like Evans' time-displaced super-soldier. He's even got a shield. He's just a total a--hole.

According to Ackles, "He's old school. He's from an era that is being close to forgotten, a time passed. He was World War II. He partied with Hefner in the Playboy mansion. This was just a different type of character. And he certainly represents, I think, a lot of that toxic masculinity that is so deeply rooted in a lot of what our society feels."

The Boys premieres the first three episodes of season 3 on Amazon June 3 before moving into a one-episode-a-week release.

ew.com/movies/jensen-ackles-captain-america-rumors-soldier-boy/

#Jensen Ackles #Soldier Boy #I dunno when people started to say he auditioned #the rumor was that his name was in the short list to play the character #not that he auditioned #*

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callmearcturus · 8 months

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@deanwinchestersfloralwallpaper replied to your post “S-Tier, AKA the Legitimately Good Tier:”:

As a recovering mcu fan I am very interested by this. Also seconding^^would love your thoughts on civil war that’s the movie that totally disappointed me when I saw it in theaters as an mcu obsessed kid

@powersuitup replied to your post “S-Tier, AKA the Legitimately Good Tier:”:

You are so correct about Hawkeye, and I was so happy they finally did something good with the character and with Jeremy Renner. I'm curious- have you not watched the captain America movies or did you just not have much to say about them? I have very strong thoughts about civil war and its treatment of Tony Stark and I'd be interested to hear your thoughts. But no pressure!

I didn't rank any of the CA movies because I just didn't care about CA. Like, TFA is fine? Charming even? But Avengers ruined Cap for me and as someone who was completely and totally Team Tony for CW, I just had zero patience.

I think Cap is the biggest dropped ball of the MCU because they had Chris fucking Evans and they just squandered him. They let Whedon keep writing him and fucking him up further and further. Like, my biggest issue with Cap and Tony is every time the movies pretend they're friends going through a rough patch. Bitch, what friendship? They have never been pals, Steve has never respected Tony, they have no rapport bc you fuckers let Quip Machine Whedon write them, and he'd rather make them assholes 24/7 instead of giving them any genuine moments in ANY movie.

Also: I never saw TWS which is apparently the movie that makes you give a shit about Cap? but i feel like if I had to sit and watch an entire 2 hr movie about Cap at this point, i'd fake sick and go do literally anything else.

he's just not my guy

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cloudinterlude · 7 months

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I was wondering - when do you think Tony really started seeing Steve as a real person rather than as Captain America? I don't think he's there yet by the end of Avengers 1, but he definitely is by Endgame.

Part of me thinks it isn't until the Siberia scene in CW when Steve finally does something completely incomparable with Tony's idea of Captain America, but I'm not sure. It could be earlier. Thoughts?

TONY QUESTION!!!!!!! I love Tony questions. Thank you for the ask! <3

Now this is something that I have actually thought about because it's so, so interesting to me, and it makes everything make sense when looking how he treats Steve in those early stages. I actually have a google doc sitting somewhere with my ramblings about this. If I find it, I'll link it.

As for your opinion? We're on the exact same wavelength. I am a firm believer that Tony seeing beyond Captain America did not happen any time before CW. I'm so serious. If I was forced at gunpoint (a bazooka at least) to budge a little, maybe sometime between AOU and CW, but 100% not any sooner. And definitely not by the end of AV1 - that little handshake at the end was more of an acknowledgement of respect rather than a "Wow, Steve Rogers is an actual person and not just an irrelevant piece of the Captain America boogeyman I've built in my head all these years!". In fact, I'll say that Tony's immediate and unwarranted hostility towards Steve in AV1 is a direct consequence of Tony not seeing him as an actual person. I know you know this, but I'm just saying it again for whoever else may be reading.

And it makes sense for it to be a process, yeah? I mean, even when Tony has the realization that Steve is human, he then has to learn how to understand him. I actually think that seeing Steve as Cap rather than as Steve makes Tony a lot more comfortable, too. If he's just Captain America, then why would he care about Tony's obvious hatred of him (and it's funny because Tony intentionally pushes Steve's buttons to get a reaction but probably equally hates and loves whatever reaction he gets). If he's just Captain America then of course he would be so unbreakable, so resilient, so unwaveringly uptight and good and heroic. If he was just Steve, then that would be kind of daunting for someone like Tony, I think. God forbid Tony thinks, "Oh God, Howard wasn't exaggerating." Because that just adds another layer of insecurity/shame. To think Tony wasn't being compared to (in his eyes) this unreachable, larger than life legend - no, he was being compared to some random guy that truly embodies everything good.

Anyways, another reason why I'm pretty positive this didn't happen until at least after AOU is because of something Tony says to Steve in that movie. After they all have their nightmares, Tony says something like, "It didn't seem to affect you". Now, this is Tony both pushing for a reaction and actually seeing Steve as some stone wall that bad things just bounce off of. Tony feels unsteady, panicked and unbelievably worried and he looks at Steve and to him, Steve looks fine. Perfectly fine. Partially because Steve isn't letting his pain come through and partially because well, Steve's not new to this he's true to this lol. His nightmare is actually just his life. Tony isn't really seeing that though...or rather, doesn't know how to see pass Steve's facade in order to see it. He can't read him, he doesn't understand him, so he's taking Steve's reaction at face value. Which well, I'm not gonna blame him for, but it sure is interesting to think about...I love it so much. I love Tony so much, GOD.

Even after CW, I think among all the anger, grief, and guilt Tony sat with, it might have taken a while to untangle Steve. He's almost forced to sit down and really think about Steve, his motivations, his life, ect...I'd do just about anything to see it play out. Everything in CW, especially the Siberia fight, pushes Tony to make sense of Steve and his choices in order to figure out how everything went so wrong so fast. It's the only way he's gonna reach any kind of acceptance.

Endgame Tony is so special to me especially because of this exact reason btw. Like, thinking about how much introspection he may have done about his entire relationship with Steve and finally being at ease with Steve in EG....It means the world to me, actually. I love Tony so much. This put me right in my Tony feels, I'm so serious. THAT'S MY MAN, MY MAN, MY MAN!!!

So yeah! I don't think I can say anymore without rambling and going on 1,001 tangents lol <3

#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK #bulkyphrase #post office #what's in a hero #tony stark #oh tony my tony #steve rogers #stevetony

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Loyaulte me lie

AN: Welcome all to the next installment of Conclave. @yarnforbrains had a filthy thot and it just worked so well for this series that I had to pinch it (with her permission). Extra big thanks to her for helping wrangle this, as it did not want to be written.

Okay, so this doesn’t move the story along much, other than to show how Bunny is adjusting to her new life. This is pretty much PWP - enjoy!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics and mood board by me.

Loyaulte me lie is Latin for 'Loyalty binds me'

Find my master list here

Pairings: Sam Wilson x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader, minor Sam Wilson x Steve Rogers.

WC: 2.6k

CW: Cockwarming, Finger sucking, Gagging, Face slapping, P in V sex (reader on BC) Cum marking, Spanking, Wall sex, Cream Pie, implied oral (M receiving), dom/sub undertones, twisting of American patriotism.

You were on your knees. Steve stood in front of you, covered in dirt and dust and detritus. You were even certain that some of the marks were blood; you could smell the rusty tang of it.

He’d been out on some kind of mission - some kind of patrol. Bucky had gone with him, and the quiet brunet was standing somewhere behind him. However, Steve had returned in a mood, and you didn’t dare take your eyes off him. You were aware of Sam though, sitting on the couch, only a few feet behind you. You heard his smirks and chuckles – almost felt his stare on your naked back and ass.

While the two super soldiers had been absent, Sam had ordered you to keep him company in the main room. He’d put on a film then manhandled you across his lap, your back to his chest. Then, having slid your pink robe from your body, he’d teased your breasts and pussy with his fingers until you were hot and needy. Once satisfied, he’d lifted you and guided himself inside of your warmth.

“Just sit right there, baby. Keep me warm and hard while we watch the movie.”

The first few times he’d started to soften, he’d pinched your thigh until you clenched your pussy around him, bringing him back to full hardness again. You tried not to examine your motivation too much. Were you being compliant and an active participant because you had no choice or were you starting to like it? They’d kept their word – you did as you were bidden, and you were feted and coddled, worshipped and praised.

About an hour into the film, you were lying almost fully relaxed against Sam’s chest, his fingers languidly playing with your nipples when Steve and Bucky returned. The door slammed, and you heard the clang of Steve’s shield being dropped to the floor before his heavy footsteps brought him to you.

As the former Captain America took in the sight of you, Sam, having almost instantly picked up on his partner’s mood, patted your butt, encouraging you up and off of him. You took a tentative step towards Steve, looking up at him from under your lashes. His nostrils flared as his gaze roved over you.

“Kneel.”

The command was almost a growl, and you immediately sank down. Steve wasn’t often in this type of mood, but you knew by now that when he was, it was just easier to just go with it.

Still wearing his fingerless gloves, he gripped your chin, his calloused thumb rubbing back and forth over your lips.

“Open.”

As your lips moved apart, his thumb pressed in between them, pressing down on your tongue. He continued to look down at you as you sat back on your knees and peered up at him. Saliva pooled in your mouth as his thumb moved over your tongue, and you wondered what he was going to do next. WIthout a word, he pulled his thumb away and brushed it over the ridge of your cheek bone, leaving a glistening wet trail.

When he then pressed the first two fingers of his hand into your mouth, you weren’t expecting it, and you gagged briefly as they touched your soft palate.

“Suck.”

You sealed your lips around his fingers, sucking on them as he moved them back and forth in your mouth, spreading them and rubbing over your tongue. You could taste his sweat, the leather, the dirt, the metallic tang of vibranium from where he had been holding his shield. He pressed his fingers deeper, and you tried desperately to suppress your gag reflex as your eyes watered. Your mouth filled with drool, and it started to spill down your chin in small rivulets.

“You’re our good bunny, aren’t you?”

You blinked up at him, knowing the question was rhetorical.

“You’re loyal to me, and to Sam and to Bucky, right?

“Mmmhmmm”

“Do what you’re told – without question?”

He pressed his fingers in even more, and this time you couldn’t help the choking sound you made. Steve didn’t seem to care. In fact, you thought you saw a brief smile on his face through the blurriness of your tears. Heat started to build in your core, and your pussy pulsed, causing you to involuntarily press your thighs together.

With his free hand, Steve drew you up to standing. He didn’t remove his fingers, so you didn’t stop sucking. He walked you backwards until you hit the edge of the dining table. You could feel both Sam and Bucky watching, but you didn’t take your eyes off Steve. His gaze was magnetic, and despite the familiarity you now felt with all three of them, you still found Steve intimidating.

Finally, Steve pulled his fingers from your mouth, wiping the wetness off them across your heaving breasts. You swallowed thickly, feeling a dull ache in your throat, as he easily hoisted you up onto the table. You spread your legs automatically, allowing him to crowd up against you. Raising an eyebrow, he looked at you, then flicked his eyes down to the bulge at his crotch. Taking the hint, you deftly undid his suit zipper and pulled him out. His cock was hot and heavy in your hand, and you ran your thumb over his tip, collected his precum and smeared it around his flared head.

Steve hitched one of your thighs over his hip, and you guided him inside you. You forced your body to relax as he slowly filled you, and you were now thankful for the hour you’d spent cock-warming Sam. Once he was seated inside you, you’d expected him to take you hard and fast - that was normal for one of these moods of his, but he did something quite unexpected instead; he lifted your right hand and placed it over your heart.

“You owe your allegiance to me, to us, doncha, bunny? Recite.”

You were confused and it showed on your face. Steve stirred his hips, making you gasp in pleasure, but then he slapped you lightly across your cheek.

“Recite the Pledge of Allegiance…”

“W-what?” You weren’t a stranger to kinky and strange sex, you’d been in the penthouse with the three of them for too long, but this…

Steve rolled his eyes and gripped your chin in his hand.

“Bunny, I know you’re not this stupid. And it isn’t a trick. Recite. The. Pledge. Of. Allegiance.”

“I p-pledge allegiance…” The air was pushed from your lungs as Steve finally moved inside you, drawing back and thrusting back in, hard. Normally, it didn’t take long for your body to start reacting, but your brain was overriding it, and you choked back a cry of discomfort.

“Keep going…”

“... allegiance to… to the Flag…”

Steve set up a punishing pace, and you took hold of his shield harness with your left hand to stop yourself being bounced around, your right hand wedged in place between your chests. His fingers gripped your hips as he drove into you, and his teeth were bared as he dipped his head to suck and worry on your neck. You hated how he knew just what to do to get you going, although you were conflicted when his actions had the desired effect.

“Of… of… theUnitedStatesofAmerica…a… a… fuck!”

Steve pulled your hips closer to the edge of the table, and you wrapped your other leg around his waist. God, it now felt so good, like it did every single time, and you could feel yourself giving over to the pleasure. You must have been distracted for too long though, forgetting your task, because Steve’s rhythm faltered momentarily so he could spank your thigh.

“And, bunny?”

“Oh! And to the Republic for w-which it stands...”

It was getting harder and harder to think, as Steve’s cock rubbed over your g-spot and his pelvis ground on your clit. You almost hated yourself for how you were enjoying it. Your head rolled back, gasps and pants leaving your body.

“One Nation under – God!”

“Hhmmm, I’m still not sure I approve of that addition, but that’s not your fault, is it? You’re being so good, bunny. You’re almost done. Almost there. You can cum when you finish.”

“I-indivisible, oh, god – Steve!”

He hummed his amusement in your ear as you trembled in his hold. The bastard knew what he did to you, how much pleasure he, and the others, could make you feel.

“With liberty and – and – justiceforall....”

Your entire body clenched as you finished your recitation, as you finally let the sensations wash over you. Your muscles pulsed around Steve’s cock, and as his movements stuttered, he dropped you back on the table. He pulled out of your pussy, took himself in hand, and jerked himself until he painted your stomach and pubic mound with his cum. He muttered under his breath as he marked you.

“Mine. Ours. The four of us against the world. Don’t need anyone else.”

You collapsed back onto the hard surface, staring up at the ceiling as you gathered your breath.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw Steve tuck himself away and walk over to where Sam was still sitting on the sofa. He dipped down and gave the shorter man a deep kiss before starting up a low conversation. You couldn’t help but be intrigued, wondering what had caused Steve’s uncharacteristic behaviour, but you only caught a few words.

“.... as you thought?”

“Unfortunately… can’t believe… Fury betrayed… done now…”

“Наша красивая девушка…”

Bucky’s raspy voice, calling you beautiful, made your cheeks heat and pulled your attention away from the other two. He strode across the carpet, his hand rubbing up and down his crotch. He didn’t look as frustrated and cross as Steve had, but he was just as filthy and streaked with dirt and blood. When he reached you, he cocked his head to the side, just observing for a few moments before he pulled you to your feet, took your hand, and unceremoniously dragged you over to the easy chair. He sat down, released his cock and gestured for you to sit. At least if you were on top, you’d have a little more control. As you guided him into you, he spoke to you again.

“Умеешь петь?”

Whilst you knew a smattering of Russian now, you weren’t sure what he was saying this time.

“Do I what?”

“Петь. La-la-la-la”

Oh. Sing. You chuckled and felt him twitch inside you.

“Yes, I can sing. Sorta.”

“Петь ‘Знамя, усыпанное звездами’”

Star?

He smiled at your confusion, somehow looking boyish and soft, and then pursed his lips and whistled a few notes.

“Петь”

Realisation dawned and while you felt a bit silly, it wasn’t really any stranger than what you’d just done with Steve. It had been a while since you’d sung it though, and you weren’t sure you’d get all the words right.

“O say can you see…”

Bucky grinned at you.

“Прелестный”

“... by the dawn's early light

What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?”

You rolled your hips as Bucky palmed and squeezed your ass. You were enjoying yourself fully this time; you felt sexy and desired.

“Whose broad stripes… and bright stars,… thro' the perilous fight”

Bucky took hold of your hand, swiped it through the mess on your stomach, then pulled it down to where the pair of you were joined. The filthy gesture, so very ‘Bucky’, made you clench, before your fingers started to dance over your clit.

“What so proudly we watched…”

SMACK!

“Это не слова, кролик”

Shit, you’d sung the wrong words, and it appeared that Bucky wasn’t going to let it go unpunished. You thought for a moment and restarted.

“O're the ramparts we watched, were so… gallantly streaming?”

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, and Bucky smirked. He squeezed you a little harder and started to take control of your movements. It still amazed you how different the three men were, how differently they fucked. Even if you were blindfolded, which had happened on occasion, you could always tell who was fucking you.

“And the rocket's bright…”

SMACK!

You quickly corrected yourself.

“... red glare, the bombs bursting in air

Gave proof thro' the night that our f-flag was still there”

You sped up the movement of your fingers and felt the tremors of another orgasm starting to build.

“O say, does that st-star spangled banner yet w-wave”

“Кум, кролик. Будьте хорошей девочкой.”

He wanted you to cum, and while the coil inside you was tightening, making it hard to think, hard to breathe, you weren’t quite there yet.

“More, please. O're the land… of the free…”

Bucky moved his left hand from your ass to cup and then pinch the nipple of your right breast. This additional sensation tipped you over the edge, the pressure inside you suddenly releasing.

“And.. and the home… of the… b-brave?”

The last words came out breathy as your body shook atop Bucky. You collapsed against him as your strength gave out. His tac suit was rough against your skin and you were once again aware of how absolutely filthy he was, and the fact that he hadn’t come yet. You needn’t have worried though. Bucky surged to his feet, still holding you flush to his body, and with a few steps, crossed over to the wall. He pressed you against it, and with his hands under your ass, and your arms around his neck, he pistoned up into you, chasing his pleasure. All you could do was hold on as he fucked into your sensitve and dripping cunt.

“Наш кролик. Вы никогда не предаете нас, не так ли?”

Like Steve, he seemed to want to claim you, even more than he already had.

“Yes, your bunny. I’m your bunny.”

He practically growled in your ear as he came, his release seeping back out around his cock and running down your legs. Bucky dropped to his knees, bringing you with him, and you rested against the wall, legs splayed over his black pants. You closed your eyes as you gathered your breath and your thoughts.

“Now, now. No going to sleep just yet, baby.”

You opened one eye, and saw Sam stood in front of you, a grin on his face and his cock in his hand. You were feeling puckish, and snorted in mild disbelief.

“And what do you want me to do? Recite the first five Amendments to the Constitution?”

“Nah, we’ve still got a movie to finish, and it’ll be hard for you to talk with your mouth full.”

Наша красивая девушка… - Our beautiful girl…

Умеешь петь? - Can you sing?

Петь ‘Знамя, усыпанное звездами’ - Sing ‘The Star Spangled Banner’

Петь - Sing.

Прелестный - Lovely

Это не слова, кролик - Those are not the words, bunny.

Кум, кролик. Будьте хорошей девочкой. - Cum, bunny. Be a good girl

Наш кролик. Вы никогда не предаете нас, не так ли? - Our bunny. You'll never betray us, will you?

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