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“I’m not looking for forgiveness, and I’m way past asking for permission.”Part of the fightasone group

[capsgrantrogers]

Okay, so it’s official!

[capsgrantrogers]

‘My God, that guy is so thoughtful, and perceptive and funny and articulate.’  – Toni Collette

Chris Evans | THR | 'Knives Out’ | TIFF 2019

[capsgrantrogers]

Chris Evans + denim jacket

[imperfectsoldier]

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Tony rolled his eyes when Steve tried to convince him that he was capable of making it on his own. “As much as I believe in your capabilities to stand on your own two feet out there, but let’s be honest. I’m saving your the annoyance of tedious questions than shame” a slight chuckle and a hand gripped Steve’s shoulder tightly.

Thank you, Tony. Oh, you’re welcome, Steve.

“What? You want to try and explain yourself when you obviously don’t have to? Not like you’ve done that in the past. Don’t think, just do. Right?” With a slight tilt of his head, he raised an eyebrow. “Natural, hmm. What? Are you trying to ask for your spot on the team, back? Because it’s gonna take a little bit more than flattery to rejoin.” obviously he was joking, but Tony probably wouldn’t admit out loud that fighting alongside Steve and Natasha was definitely something he missed.

"...Thank you all the same.” Steve snorted, giving a small smirk as Tony continued on, trying to read him. That’s how it was before.. a simplification of it, at least. Hopefully they could compromise where they could, and when they couldn’t... well...

A mediator could help. It wasn’t fair to put Natasha in that role she had sort of found herself in, but...  there had to be some sort of change, to how they did things. “...well, do I miss this? All of us, working together? The camaraderie? Yeah, I do. Do I want to lead? ...not especially. I never really did, it just sort of happened, and... for various reasons, I’m not sure that’s the best idea right now. I’ve still got some trust to earn back, if not the team’s, then the public’s.”

It was one of the reasons he hadn’t reclaimed the ‘Captain America’ mantle. One of the reasons.

[evansensations]

#how dare  10/∞

[theavengersheadcanons]

Submission #627

Originally, there would be eight men in the Howling Commandos. The eighth man, a Canadian paratrooper, had fought valiantly in their breakout from the Hydra camp they were in.

But when Steve and Bucky went to recruit him, he told them to “Go fuck [their selves]”

[theavengersheadcanons]

Submitted by dianariggslegs 

[birthrightandblood]

Nobody Move, Nobody Gets Hurt (where’s the fun in that?)

[imperfectsoldier]

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She feels a slight flicker of relief or gratitude when he finally starts walking; it would be a shame to end this so quickly.

He’s quiet as they leave the warehouse floor and her men behind. She doesn’t mind, inherently, other than that it indicates he’s likely thinking. She lets him, for a few moments, as they walk down the narrow, darkened hallway.

     “I guess you did come alone,” she muses after a moment. That’s curious, because it means there’s only a select circle of people he wants involved in this– a select circle of people he trusts; he’s not here on Avengers business, and she knows that despite the agents that accompanied him, there’s no official sanction from S.H.I.E.L.D. for this operation (a problem, perhaps). Sin has good enough intel to make assumptions on just who is within that circle (Wilson, possibly Romanoff– issues to be addressed), but she knows it starts and ends with Barnes. “I shouldn’t be surprised, I suppose, what with your history of believing yourself to be a one man army– though there’s truth to that, too, to be fair…. I’ve seen the footage…. It’s just–” she sighs, like she’s beleaguered by the mere notion “–given your old war buddy’s vain, haphazard predilection to lay waste to our operations, I’d expect him to tag along. What–? is he too busy running away from S.H.I.E.L.D.?”

When they first met by happenstance on the street, Steve had found himself hoping that they might run into each other again some time... under different circumstances. ‘Be careful what you wished for’ seemed to be an understatement in this instance.

     “Just what reaction do you hope to get from all this taunting and goading? It’s public knowledge that Barnes is in the wind. Also public knowledge that I infiltrated a HYDRA base, liberated all the POWs within, all just to see if he was alive or dead. Just me, and a shield made of titanium. The Red Skull himself ran off with his tail between his legs.” An exaggeration of events, yes, but she doesn’t need to know that. Not now. “You don’t know me. You think we have one heavy conversation on the street, read up on any intel you can get your hands on, and you know how to get under my skin? You’re not dealing with Captain America here, you’re dealing with Steve Rogers. What the hell do you know about him?”

It’s probably unwise to say anything at all. He should just stay silent and ignore it... by responding at all, getting defensive... he’s giving her the reaction he wants. He’d like to be able to say he was just playing along, but...

[calzonekestis]

Somewhat inspired by @caraldanvars​ Endgame!Steve headcanons/theories, and convo @jjoelswatch​​ and I had about similar scenarios:

Imagine. The Falcon and The Winter Soldier season finale, final scene. Bucky and Sam meet up at the old folks home seeing Steve. We don’t even have to see Evans, they could just have a body double with his back to the camera as he’s looking out a window.

Post credits scene, the shot is framed the exact same way. Judging by the sunset outside the window Steve is looking out of, though? This is clearly some time later. It’s some time later. A nurse enters the room. “Captain Rogers? Your daughter is here to see you.” Evan Rachel Wood walks into the room with an evil smirk. They don’t say it, but she’s Sinthea Schmidt.

And Old!Steve isn’t Steve, he’s the Red Skull.

Maybe Sin pops up in some other movies/shows, recruiting villains for a sort of Masters of Evil like team/organization. An inverse of Fury and Coulson in Phase One, re the Avengers. Aside from that, the cliffhanger isn’t addressed again for some time, until such time Evans has had enough of a break/can be lured back by the strength of a story.

(credit for the screencapped gifs to @evansensations​)

[imperfectsoldier]

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[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them @imperfectsoldier​

The devastation left by the wrecking crew also left a hole in his research. Tony helped Natasha get home after everything but someone who seemed like they needed some moral support now than ever… Good ‘ol Steve Rogers. Arriving at the press conference that’s surprisingly still going on.. Tony noticed the tired yet frustrated look on the blond man’s face. 

Perks of being Tony Stark? Acting like an arrogant man is part of the personality. Pushing through the side door, the room buzzing with questions, yet Tony made his way up to the stage next to Steve’s side. Hand extending outward to rest on the small of the man’s back. A slight crane of his neck and his voice low. "Come on, you can’t stand here all day" 

A light nudge to the side and Tony leaned over to the microphone. “No further questions, unless they’re about me.. Which will have to wait until later” hand never moving from its position, Tony guided Steve off stage and through the doors he entered. Room now booming with journalists pushing for answers. Once the door closed off the loud ruckus between the rooms, Tony’s hand moved away.

In fairness, it wasn’t as awkward as it could have been. No real questions about where he stood with the Avengers, if he was a member, a leader, and Captain America again.

Yes, no, and no.

There was one reporter who had tried to ask about the Accords conflict, but they had quickly and firmly been told the press conference pertained to the Wrecking Crew incident specifically. Holding back a smirk as Tony led him away, Steve shook his head with a sigh as soon as they left the room. “I could have stuck it out a bit longer, but... thank you.

For bailing me out of that. You didn’t need to. To put on that persona, to bail out someone who...

It reaffirmed the fact Tony was in fact, a good friend. When Steve himself hadn’t been. “I didn’t mean to... it just feels strange. Don’t get me wrong, fighting aside Nat again, fighting alongside you? Felt like the most natural thing in the world. Just sort of slipped back into it, like we didn’t miss a beat. Standing up there, though...”

[imperfectsoldier]

Merry Christmas, @superslothbaby424

[drunkromanogers]

that’s what you and I do, protect each other

[armandyke]

Steve: This is my new costume. It's black like my soul because I hate everything and it has no star anymore because america can suck my ass

Sam: Do you accept constructive criticism

[birthrightandblood]

Nobody Move, Nobody Gets Hurt (where’s the fun in that?)

[imperfectsoldier]

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Sin doesn’t roll her eyes at Rogers’ request, but it takes nearly all of her willpower not to. If the man had any value as an agent, he would have known the consequences of embarking on Rogers’ mission; no soldier walks into battle arrogant enough to think death is beyond them. The impulse to taunt as much is blunted by the latent satisfaction of his quickly drawn conclusion to her course of action.

          ( problematic, if only that it implies he can just as quickly think of a way out of his predicament )

     “An odd request–” seeing as his body’s not going to found either way “–but no matter–”

As much as she’d enjoy seeing just how ‘less than ideal’ he’s capable of becoming, she shrugs, one-shouldered, casual– a concession– before nodding to two of her guards to do as requested.

     “My men will ensure the body is clear of the facility. Now–” Sin levels the gun, aim firm; she’s done with his stalling. “Walk.”

Steve gives a stiff nod, watching the guards remove the fallen agent in his peripheral vision. Walking out the door, he’s calmer than he expects to be. Of course he feels anger, and guilt, but he’s not terribly worried. It was known where he was headed, who and what he was after. It was supposed to be a simple reconnaissance mission, but it would be easy enough to figure out what happened.

Again, he would already be dead if that’s what they wanted. Well, he was sure they wanted him dead. It was just a matter of when. What they wanted him for, or from him, before then. They probably wanted to make a spectacle of it...

[imperfectsoldier]

"Don’t put this on me, okay? This is a shit show. It feels like we’ve just been rearranging chairs on the goddamn Titanic." i'm combining these bc they speak to me

      “I’m not blaming you. You never wanted this, any of this...” Steve set his jaw, trying to find the right words. “I don’t regret asking you to stick around though, Buck. I don’t regret passing on that shield. You’re as good a Captain America as I ever was, and I think... it was good for you. Am I mad at you for keeping secrets? Yeah, I am... I want to slap you upside the head. I understand though, most of it... and the things I don’t understand... I know that ignorance is something of a luxury. It’s all out there now, isn’t it?

It could be argued, really... that Bucky warned him that this happen. They both couldn’t have predicted the particulars, but Bucky knew that something would happen. He had expressed reluctance to stick around after he got back from Asgard, they had that conversation in the aftermath, at the hospital...

“After everything but you warned me that something would. I was selfish, I wanted my friend back. My brother. I figured that we’d be able to handle anything that came our way. Maybe I was wrong.”

[imperfectsoldier]

❛ lets play ‘how rude can i be until you realize i don’t like you’ ❜ (flashforward)

“If this is the real you, can’t say I’m that big a fan either.” Steve inhaled sharply, trying to keep himself from laying hands on Beck. “You played me the whole time. The only reason you ever helped us was to screw Tony, and then I was your little guinea pig.”

[imperfectsoldier]

I’m okay with it being awkward between us.

“It doesn’t have to be awkward though, Pepper. I hold no ill will towards you... or Tony. Admittedly, we’re still trying to...” They could work together as teammates, but the status of their friendship was still...

“...I understand though, if... I know he means a lot to you, and I hurt him. I know how hard that is to forgive.”

[wolfedmunds]

MR ROBOT SENTENCE STARTERS.

SEND A SENTENCE, OR SEND ✉ FOR A RANDOM STARTER!

SWITCH PRONOUNS / DESCRIPTORS AS NECESSARY. SENTENCES FROM SEASON ONE; NO SPOILERS. 125 SENTENCES TOTAL.

People people are all just people, right? When it gets down to it, everyone’s the same.

I have to be crazy because that didn’t just happen, right?

I’m exhausted with this world.

I want you to be where you belong, here with me.

They’re following me and they’re probably following you too.

I really don’t want to talk about this right now.

I’m okay with it being awkward between us.

Look in the mirror. See that badass bitch? That’s the only person you should ever worry about.

Think about it. If you died, would anyone care? Would they really care? Yeah, maybe they’d cry for a day, but let’s be honest. No one would give a shit.

I don’t know what your grand plan is, but I need to, and you’re going to tell me.

Don’t stay mad at him too long, kiddo.

Look at me. Look at this person who loves you so much he would die a happy man right now just ‘cause he had this.

I think this is a perfect fucking volume!

Please, you don’t have to be angry at yourself any more.

Trust me, I need you now more than ever.

Can I kiss you?

I’m gonna have to let him hug me, aren’t I?

I mean, you say it all the time yourself, there’s casualties in every revolution.

Do you want to get high and watch your favorite movie?

We need to clean up and get the hell out of here.

We are finally free. We are finally awake.

True courage is about being honest with yourself. Especially when it’s difficult.

Stop thinking about something else when I’m talking to you.

Why wouldn’t I know where you live?

Here’s what I need from you first. So I’m gonna pull down my pants, and then I’m gonna need you to take that pouty mouth of yours and swallow up my balls.

Did you not get my texts last night? I sent you exactly 13 of them.

You are turning out to be a grave disappointment.

I understand what it’s like to be different. I’m very different too.

There is something seriously wrong with you.

You didn’t commit to the sacred pact you’d formed.

Technically what we’re doing might be considered illegal.

What did you hope to accomplish by doing all of this?

Find someone you can be your honest self with, okay?

Are you blackmailing me?

Compliments make me uncomfortable too.

There was a moment that led you to this point right now. My only advice to you is find that moment, understand it. It’s the only way to reconcile this this failure with yourself.

There is a part of you. Somewhere deep down inside, that knows this is the right thing to do.

We are all together now, whether you like it or not.

I only have 48 twitter followers, but it’s growing.

I mean, this, us? Being here? This has beautiful meaning.

Next time, don’t ask. It’s lame.

I felt the world was a little better off knowing he wasn’t in it anymore.

The actual will to take is often the only thing that’s necessary.

She needs to avoid dickheads like you in the future.

You have no time to pull off whatever it is you think you’re doing.

He cares what you think about him, even though he probably hates that he does.

Between you and me, I was glad he killed himself.

What is it about society that disappoints you so much?

The douche I was dating proposed to me, can you believe? I mean, what an asshole.

You and I both know I’m crazy. Not the cute kind either.

Personally, man, I was hoping it was just gonna be some BDSM stuff.

Tell me you’re not getting back together with him.

Don’t let me down, okay?

Exciting time in the world right now.

Did you know the origin of “brave” evolved from “savage”?

Didn’t I say that if you walked away, you were no longer a part of this?

Instead of wasting any more of my time, I need you to go call someone that matters, because you don’t.

How do we know if we’re in control? That we’re not just making the best of what comes at us, and that’s it?

Real? You want to talk about reality? We haven’t lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century.

Don’t ever make decisions when you’re on morphine.

For the last month, I have seen you slip into old patterns, old behaviours. What is going on?

Sometimes the universe aligns perfectly.

I’m good at reading people. My secret: I look for the worst in them.

Is there anyone here who can communicate with this woman?

Clearly, this is tragic, but unfortunately work goes on.

He’s supposed to be a fucking psychopath, but if you want, I can call him. You might be worth a psychopath.

Good news! I scored the last bag of Twinkies from the store.

I want a way out of loneliness.

I hate when I can’t hold in my loneliness.

It’s so strange. I really miss us. I never thought I’d have to.

Spoken like a true capitalist.

I suppose a bullet through the brain is peaceful in its own right.

You are acting like we’re walking towards doomsday here.

I feel like things have been awkward between us.

Hello, friend? That’s lame.

How do you not blow your brains out being married to him?

He’s just gonna get away with it? You can’t go back to him.

Continuously getting legitimate refills isn’t realistic, and neither is being a junkie.

There she is. A ray of sunshine in the dark void of my existence.

You’re the one constant in a sea of variables.

I am not here to help you find purpose in your life.

So anyways, this should fry anything and everything to a crisp.

Well, sorry, but there’s no take-backs, so.

I feel embarrassed every time I think about what happened.

What kind of game are we playing?

Hello again. Long time no - whatever it is we do. I missed you.

You’re supposed to be my god.

I know this looks bad, but I’m sure there’s an explanation.

Happy to pull my dick out for you, if that’s your thing.

If I were you, I wouldn’t have even let me in the house.

I wish we already knew each other. Would make this feel less awkward.

The new family that just moved in is so weird, especially the dad.

We might just want the same thing, and I need to be involved.

Somehow when you’re eight, running away can be fun.

It feels like we’ve just been rearranging chairs on the goddamn Titanic.

Please, listen to me. I will never leave you. I will never leave you alone again.

Last time we hooked up, we agreed to check politics at the door.

They won’t shut up about how great America is.

I want to talk to you about everything, just not tonight, okay?

The whole nation of Ireland makes my dick soft.

Don’t put this on me, okay? This is a shit show and you gave me no time to do it right.

Have some moral fiber and leave their asses.

I know you have a lot to be angry about, but keeping it to yourself and staying quiet like you’re doing it’s not going to help you.

You know how much this means to me.

I mean, hell, everyone’s destroying the planet beyond the point of no return.

I want it so bad it makes my dick hard.

Unfortunately, we’re all human. Except me, of course.

We’re all living in each other’s paranoia.

I am a menace to society!

I’ll take her, but let the record show I was trying to be a good wingman.

You don’t even know why you’re crying.

Dude! Jesus Christ! I am naked, asshole! Don’t stare at me!

I mean, aliens didn’t invade our planet. Zeus didn’t come out of the heavens to destroy us. Zombies haven’t risen from the dead.

Don’t talk your way out of a compliment.

Pssh, y’all have gone and misplaced your collective minds.

I sometimes watch you on your webcam.

Yeah, who am I kidding? I love compliments.

You ever think you deserved it?

Hey, man, I gotta tell you I had sex with your mom this morning, and it was fantastic.

The world itself’s just one big hoax.

If they lock me up, the kind of door they close don’t matter.

You promised me that you were gonna try this time.

People walk around, act like they know what hate means. No one does, until you hate yourself. I mean truly hate yourself. That’s power.

I think I’m pretty fucking far from okay.

We are malicious and hostile. We do not compromise.