Rogers;

There are men laying down their lives, I got no right to do any less than them.

[freedomiisnotfree]

notlasers: 

Scott laughs, it’s bitter but he’s laughing all the same. “Those Sentinels wouldn’t have been sent for us if I didn’t show my power levels on live TV. I was willing to kill him, hell, I think I even wanted to. And you know what? I’m not okay with that. That Act made me do things I never wanted to do, but I had to do them to get us to safety.” He takes a spot across from him, standing with his arms crossed over his chest. “I take fault Steve, and I need you to accept that, because it won’t change. I may have gotten everyone else out of there, but I’ve lost people before. Three in fact. I’ve lost three teammates under my command, and while I wasn’t in charge of you or the people you brought to our camp, only the mutants, I could have made that situation better for everyone. I brought the consequences down on us, and I’m sorry, that’s all I’m here to say.”

“They had our information. They had all of SHIELD’s files. They knew what all of you were capable of.” Steve countered, moving to sit on the bench. “You can take fault all you want but it wasn’t on you. You messed up, sure, I’m not denying that--but the sentinels were coming one way or another.” he added, shrugging slightly. “Someone needed to die, it was the only way it was gonna end. I’m okay with that being me.” he sighed quietly, removing the wrap from his knuckles. 

[freedomiisnotfree]

princeandprotector:

“Midgard holds a lot more secrets than I once suspected,” Thor mused while he nodded. “So it seems. Do you possess any memory of the incident?”

“I remember all of it.” he replied. “but it’s fine--i’m fine.” he smiled. “how long do you plan on staying this time around?”

[freedomiisnotfree]

professorbarton:

“You doing alright, Cap?”

“yea, just--rough night sleeping.--are you really the janitor?”

[professorbarton]

“Don’t tell me I’m going to have to clean that up.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“No, I got it. Sorry, Clint.” 

[princeandprotector-deactivated2]

“Only yesterday,” Thor answered, eyes on Steve. “Upon my return I chanced to hear some strange stories regarding you. There was talk that you were slain in battle only to be brought back from death. Is this true?”

[freedomiisnotfree]

Steve nodded at him in regards to both his response and question. “Yeah. The Maximoff girl brought me back. She has a hell of a lot more power than I thought, but then again I’m not sure I should be surprised by anything anymore.” 

[soldierparachute]

[chriservans]

[freedomiisnotfree]

118-120 of 699 pictures that prove that Chris Evans is hot as hell.

[emcraldoath]

Scotts shakes his head, before acknowledging there might actually be something that he wants. “I- well yeah I guess there is. I was there,” he pauses, trying to figure out how to be delicate about this sort of thing, even if it wasn’t like him to be overly delicate. “I had to take control of the situation after everything happened in the sewers during the Registration Act disaster. I wanted to apologize,” he states. “If it hadn’t been for my stunt with Nova during the Peter Parker unmasking, if it hadn’t been on live TV, they wouldn’t have sent Sentinels to track us. We were ambushed, and that’s on me. And whoever shot you, they used that ambush as cover,” he pauses again. “I’m sorry, Captain.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

Steve stops when he starts talking, hand placed on the bag to stop it from swinging. His brows furrow, concern splitting across his features. He starts to shake his head at him, unwrapping the gloves from his hands. “Scott.” he starts, sighing quietly. “That’s not on you.” He added, moving to sit on the bench, elbows resting on his knees. “That would have happened one way or another, whether you and Richard had a brawl on live television or not. They would have sent them. Besides, I knew what I was signing up for, it’s not the first time I made my peace with death. Don’t blame yourself, it’s not your fault.” 

[emcraldoath]

“Save it for HYDRA, big guy,” Scott replies, standing up from his position leaned against the doorframe. “Wanted to see how you’ve been doing, haven’t had much of a chance with the Ultron thing.” He’s still nursing a damaged arm from the shot he took to his left shoulder and the other in his gut. There’s not much left of the grazed repulsor shot on his neck, but the scabbed skin is still pretty apparent. “I’m sorry I didn’t get an opportunity to talk to you sooner, Captain.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“Don’t have the patience.” Steve replied, glancing at the student. His stare lingered briefly, assessing his injuries before he put up another bag. “Don’t be sorry, now’s as good a time as any.” he added “You need something?”

[deactivated-309847103948-deacti]

She shook her head. “Something like that. One of these days I’m gonna figure out why it is half the things we fight are our own fault.” She punched a little too hard, and her hand went straight through the bag. “Damn it.” She pulled her fist back through, shaking it off, and gave Steve an inquisitive look. “Wanna spar? It’d feel good to be able to punch something a little more durable.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

Steve glanced over at the sound of the bag ripping, giving Carol a once over. Well, at least he wasn’t the bag. “How do I know that isn’t an excuse just to hit me.” he joked. 

[beastlyhuman-blog]

“O Captain! My Captain.”

              “I don’t mean to interfere with your training,            but I must advice you to find more durable equipment or                       some other means of getting your energy out during the night.                 Might I suggest sparring?”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“Not a lot of people are usually up this late.” Steve replied, he hadn’t meant to push so hard. “I was just finishing up, though. Thanks.” 

[ofbiitterness]

He stared at Steve for a moment before grabbing a pair of gloves as instructed, movements stiff and without finesse. “Thank you. I have never done this before.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“It’s not that hard. Like riding a bike.” he paused and then laughed “Which I realize now you have never done.--Just watch my form.” he replied, nodding at him before giving the bag another good punch, torso twisting into the blow and watching the bag swing with the force. 

[deactivated-309847103948-deacti]

She returned the smile, pausing in her assault of the bag. “Yeah. Hard to find that middle ground. Maybe we can get Stark to build a better bag or something.” She suppressed a snort, returning to her workout. “Though the way things’ve been going, he’d probably make a bag that punches back or something.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

He let out an airy laugh “Yea, that’s the last thing we need to do. Ask Stark to build something else.” he replied with amusement. “He’s got enough on his plate.” 

[ofbiitterness]

There was a long pause, answers coming slower due to the firewall. “I am strange right now. I hoped perhaps exercise in some form might help my body.” 

[freedomiisnotfree]

“Yea, you and me both buddy.” he grunted before tossing another punch. He flicked his gaze at Vision “Grab a pair of gloves, I’ll string you up a bag.” 

[princeandprotector-deactivated2]

“Than what would you say, if I may so intrude.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“Thinking too much.” He replied. “When did you get in?”

[deactivated-309847103948-deacti]

“I get the same problem.”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“Right? Hit too soft and it’s like a love tap, you hit too hard and the bag goes flying.” Steve gave her a slight smile. 

[ofbiitterness]

“Am I interrupting something?”

[freedomiisnotfree]

“What--no, I just. I’m fine.” steve replied, shaking his head, giving him a small smile before stringing up another bag. “Everything okay?”