[dealseveryday]

        [ shakes head ]. I, uh, am teaching         someone to shoot. She ain’t very good         YET. But I’ve got faith. I think shootin’ is         in the Barton blood.           

[shixldfounder]

Is it a girl?

[thorthesonofodin]

…This realm is Midgard. Earth, as you say. Then there is Asgard… Asgardia, now… Er, Vanaheim, Muspellheim, Jötunheim, Svartalfheim, Nidavellir, Niflheim… Then of course, others beyond the bonded realms such as Hala and Xander, and of course, in your mortal system, the 9 planets to surround your star…

         So, nay, not in Eastern Europe.

[shixldfounder]

......Ah yes, Niflenheim. {Peggy repeats slowly, clearly lost but doing her best to feign understanding} I admit I’ve seen a great many odd things of late, but without a doubt you are the oddest. {She extends a hand boldly} Peggy Carter, at your service. 

[thorthesonofodin]

          [ He takes a deep breath in ] Odin, Asgardia, Midgard, the other nine realms, against anyone or anything that wishes to create imbalance of the universe’s natural flow… Suppose there are others, but I do believe the sums it up, mostly.

[shixldfounder]

{Peggy blinks, tilting her head slightly to the side} I-...I’m afraid I’ve never heard of any of those. Are they in Eastern Europe, perhaps? There’s a good many tiny little countries there, though I’m embarrassed to admit I thought I knew them all. 

[shixldfounder]

Shot anything exciting lately, Hawkguy?

[thorthesonofodin]

          “’Tis not a trend nor fad, m’lady. My cape is a symbol of the warrior’s blood that runs within me…”

[shixldfounder]

{She arches both brows, equal parts impressed and confused} Well, you certainly look the part, I can’t deny that. If you’re a warrior, I suppose you must fight something, so just who exactly do you fight for?

[shixldfounder]

“Admittedly, it’s been a good long while since I paid attention to the latest fashions, but are capes in this season?”

[shixldfounder]

[evanss-chris]

chris evans’ civil war arse-preciation

[quidpietroquo-blog]

       “friends forever, we’ll be together 

                      — we’re on top ‘cause we play to win“

         -& mariahillshield      -& tochooseloveoverduty   -& stingofthewidow

         -& shixldfounder      -& captainmarvxl     -& wanda-maximoff 

         -& codenamequake      -& thatshowyoupunch     -& elementacristallum

         -& letnotthyheartbeheavy    -& cptstevengrantrogers     -& ironnarcissist

         -& thorthesonofodin   -& warmachxne     -& goshilovearrows

         -& unintendedvision    -& imthefalcon     -& saidityourselfbitch

         -& immortalrand     -& quidpietroquo    -& hulksmashed

         -& servalswamprat     -& clevernessandcunning     -& burritobobbita

[lukes-cages-deactivated20160407]

“He has very soft lips. And he smells really good, he’s very hygienic. We drank a lot of beer and played a lot of computer games. We have a brother/sister rivalry, really competitive. Also I’m a lot better at charades than him.” - Hayley Atwell about Chris Evans.

[cptstevengrantrogers]

“Yes ma’am.” He said, knowing very well that if this was meant to be a secret mission, everyone will need to rest up as much as they can. Lingering some, Steve takes a deep breath while eyeing Peggy a moment longer, a light smile falling on his features. 

                “You too, agent. That’s an order.” Turning from her desk to leave back to his quarters, he looks back one more time, mumbling something like goodnight when he walked from her. Finding his team in their bunks, he give them a quick run down of the mission just before sleep and the sun called them in the morning.

[shixldfounder]

She purses her lips together tightly to hide a smile, glancing over her shoulder and watching him leave. Peggy sighs once he’s out of sight, running a hand through her hair before making her way to her bunk. She was nervous, terribly so, but somehow she found herself growing more calm upon the reminder that Steve would be there.

She falls asleep looking over a map of the Vatican, awakened rudely by her alarm and swiftly dressing to make her way out to the plane. Huddling beneath her jacket to ward off the morning chill, Peggy nods to the Commandos as they make their way onto the plane. “Morning, Captain.” She nods curtly, following him after he passes. “Read up on any Italian last night?”

[shixldfounder]

like for a starter!

[steventrevor-deactivated2024031]

[dvidbowies-deactivated20260415]

if this isn’t the most motivational tweet in the entire world idk what is

[comixologiste]

In 1941, Jews throughout the Third Reich were forced to wear a yellow Star of David. That same year, the first gassing experiments were conducted at Auschwitz and 33,771 Jews were killed by Germans and Ukrainians at Babi Yar outside Kiev. At the beginning of the war, the U.S. media rarely reported on or even knew about these horrific events, but word of Jewish suffering at the hands of Nazis trickled down to Kirby, Simon, and other Diaspora Jews in the form of wrenching letters from relatives trapped in the old country. Simon and Kirby used Captain America to strike back and boost American morale while proudly alluding to their religious faith. In a later issue, Steve Rogers watches newsreels depicting Nazi atrocities — newsreels Kirby and Simon surely must have watched as well. Captain America’s weapon of choice was a strange one — not a machine gun, but a shield. The shield is a famous Jewish symbol, the Magen David, which means the “Shield of David.” (It’s also known as the “Star of David” because the Magen David is a hexagram.) The term “shield” in Jewish prayer denotes the closeness and protection of God. In a sad twist of fate, Captain America’s costume featured a star at the same time that Simon and Kirby’s European brethren were being forced to wear a star of a very different kind.

Simcha Weinstein, Up, Up, and Oy Vey! How Jewish History, Culture, and Values Shaped the Comic Book Superhero (x)

[littlespyder-blog]

(x) (x)

[cptstevengrantrogers]

“They’re the best of the best– I need my team.” Steve would stand by that, moving himself from the chair, and sets his hand over the file, grinning down to Peggy, catching her drift. “That means you too.”

               After all, she said it was a place of romance– Was that a hint at something?                 “I’ll gather the troops. When are we leaving?”

[shixldfounder]

“Is that so?” She tries her best to smirk in an attempt to be cheeky, but despite her best efforts it only transforms into a grin. It’s a kind thing to say, one she rarely hears, being part of a team and not merely some pencil pusher behind the scenes. 

“Tomorrow, if we can help it,” Peggy nods, gathering the folders up and neatly setting them into a stack, “If I get any more information between now and then, I’ll have it passed along to you. Get some rest, Captain, I expect we’ll be debriefed on the plane.”