#cameron klein

[hightownquccn]

Debating making this little guy as a side-blog. His name is Cameron Klein and he is a sweetheart. Would anyone be interested in interacting with this lil guy?

[followscaptainsorders]

Possible wanted plot....

Oh god. I just had a TERRIBLE thought.

What if Rumlow and Cameron had a #thing. Like it wasn't anything serious, at least for Rumlow. Anything at all is huge for Cameron. He thrives off of any attention even if it isn't healthy. Poor baby. It could have been as small as Rumlow making a suggestive comment to him once or maybe something happened. Something that no one would ever know about. IDK.

I'm just rewatching the scene and just.....the way he gives Cameron a tiny almost miniscule nod of encouragement when Cameron turns to look at him after he gives the order to launch the ships.

The way he gives a little sigh after Cameron tells him 'no, Captain's orders'. He looks disappointed.

And Cameron won't look at him. Just keeping his eyes on the screen.

Just.... Cameron is having feelings.

Even if it is just a little crush he had. It is a complicated moment for so many reasons but my brain wants to add more torture to the moment. I am SO SORRY Cameron, bby.

If any Brock RPers are interested in ANYTHING let me know. I 1000% am okay if it is just a one sided crush. Just something my brain wanted to torture me and Cam with apparently. Maybe I'll write a fanfic.

[kyberinfinitygems]

Appreciating some underappreciated MCU characters.

(Kurt Goreshter, Helen Cho, Cameron Klein)

[twilight-skies]

On this fine CATWS anniversary, petition for more Cameron Klein content. This guy’s a real one

[dira333]

Courage - Cameron Klein x Reader

for Tay's writing challenge - @thesoftdumbass

I haven't written for MCU in about 5 years, but I realized I entered a writing challenge and never submitted my piece. And since I am a hardcore people pleaser, I could not let that slide. So, almost 4 years to late, I present to you:

Prompt: “And if tomorrow it’s all over, at least we had it for a moment”

Cameron remembers it like it was yesterday.

Sitting on a park bench next to you, hands clammy with sweat as the lights of the city twinkle all around.

First dates are nerve-wracking. Even more so when it’s with you.

But you’re so easy to talk to, you laugh about his jokes and when you smile at him like that, he thinks there’s no one out there who could possibly be more beautiful.

“My favorite song? Easy. No Choir by Florence and the Machine.”

“What’s it about?” He asks, because while he does listen to music, his taste can be described with the same words people use to describe him. A little nerdy, a little boring, a little uneventful.

You pull headphones out of your purse, untangle the knots and offer him one. The way you lean closer to share them properly has his heart beating faster. Forget kissing, sharing headphones is the real act of intimacy.

He’s not sure if he likes the song or if it’s you that makes his soul sing along, but the lyrics strike a chord.

“Happiness is an extremely uneventful subject…. there will be no grand choirs to sing, no chorus could come in, about two people sitting doing nothing….”

Cameron’s not a hero, just barely out of College, but he does know one thing.

What he wants in life is nothing more but uneventful happiness.

-

The air is buzzing with tension. Hardly anyone is talking.

Just last week he told you that his job was getting a little boring, all that programming that never seemed to amount to anything, all those controls no one ever got to use.

If only he could turn back time, rewind history, and change it.

But he’s not a hero, barely feeling like the age he’s at.

“The price of freedom is high, always has been. It’s a price I’m willing to pay. And if I’m the only one, then so be it. But I’m willing to bet I’m not.”

The words, and their meaning, have not yet settled in when the door of the control room bursts open. 

Cameron tenses. His thoughts wander to you like they always do, and to the uneventful happiness the two of you have managed to build. 

Is he willing to pay for that? What price is too high? What-

Rumlow reaches him. His eyes are cold like they always are. The order is not surprising. He’s been working on this project for months. 

His mouth is dry, everyone’s looking at him. Cameron doesn’t want to die. 

But if he has to die, he will not die a coward. 

His lips move. His voice does not shake. Before he knows it, the cold steel of a gun is pressed against the back of his head. He closes his eyes, hands raised, and thinks of you.

-

His tie is burnt, most of his hair probably too from the smell of it. 

Cameron’s coughing as he stumbles down the street, waves down a taxi that actually dares to stop for him. 

“Hospital?” The driver asks, voice filled with sympathy.

“Home,” he croaks out and names the address.

The world, as he knew it, is over. 

He’s not sure what tomorrow will bring.

But you’re waiting for him, worry written all over your face, and he knows:

“If tomorrow it’s all over, at least we had it for a moment… things seem so unstable, but for a moment we were able to be still.”

[antvnger]

Mr. Lang, I just want to say it’s an honor to meet you. I’m Cameron Klein, SHIELD technician at your service.

@technicianofshield

“Hi, Cameron,” Scott answered as he took Cameron’s extended hand and shook it. “Nice to meet you. You’re a SHIELD tech, huh? That’s pretty cool. I’m an electrical engineer myself.”

[agentxthirteen]

Sharon-A-Day, Day 308 (11/7/22)

Captain America V3 39. On sale 1/17/01. "A Gulf So Wide"

Writer/Penciller: Dan Jurgens

Inker: Bob Layton

Letterer: Todd Klein

Colorist: Lovern Kindzierski

Editor: Bobbie Chase

Sharon and her team, including Steve, raid an AIM base.

[madamebaggio]

Notes: Previously 1 and 2

So, this is kind of Cameron Klein’s adventures as he’s forced to hang out with those insane people who’re supposed to be mature adults.

***

“Hello, Sir. It’s Klein… Again. I know this wasn’t supposed to happen again, but… They’re crazy, sir! I swear I try, but it’s impossible! We were just having drinks in a pub. And then this guy started talking about vaccines, and how they were tools for mind control and Dr. Foster snapped. She tackled him! Well, she tried, because… You know, she’s tiny. And the Darcy punched a guy on the throat, and Jack and Brock got involved… I’m just saying it wasn’t pretty. Then we ran! We ran because the police was coming, and sir… This was not why I started working at SHIELD, ok? I love my job, but these people are going to get me killed. At least I got a brownie. But please -pleeeeeeease -get me out of here, sir?”

***

“Yo, Fury! It’s Darcy. Hey, Kelin ate a brownie, that might or might not have had pot in it… Yeah, anyway. He got into a bad trip and was talking about how we were gonna get him killed and whatever. Since he’s always calling you and stuff, I’ve decided to give you a head’s up in case he leaves you any weird messages. Peace!”