#marvel mcu

[rad1os1gnal]

I Don't Need Sleep, I Need ANSWERS

[chaos-pigeon]

Stephen- *can’t think of what Tony would call out to get him to turn in a grocery store or somewhere like that*

Stephen: “What do you normally call me to get my attention?”

Stephen: “Or do I just respond to your non-verbal summons?”

Tony: “I go like this…” *proceeds to bounce on his toes to make his pecs jiggle*

Tony: “Is it working? I’m getting your attention?”

Stephen: “… Unfortunately.”

[cobaltbabybluebarnes]

Cobalt! You have claws right?

@smarterthantonystark

YESYESYES

DO I GET TO SCRATCH STUFF???

[fellow-chickennugget]

Cap telling tony that him sending the nuke would be a one way trip, except he wasn’t wrong. Tony’s death just didn’t happen like they thought it would, it happened over years and years of fighting. sometimes even each other.

Tony was a dead man the second he touched that nuke.

[cabinthreeproblems]

I knew Tony Stark had beef with his dad but I didn’t know why until I googled it and now I’m realizing why I relate to his character so much even though our personalities aren’t that similar

[fellow-chickennugget]

Re-watching avengers

Hawkeyes whole thing is that he never misses his shots right, so when he’s mind controlled by Loki and he shoots Fury. If the goal was to kill him he would’ve done it execution style right? but he doesn’t, he shoots at his chest where there’s a bullet vest. i’d like to think that it was his way of fighting back against Loki. it’s subtle and i’m probably being delusional over a plot hole but i think it’s a cool detail.

just like how the doctor ended up building in a safety feature to shut it down.

[callalillywrites]

Beautiful and Deadly - Sam Wilson

Pairing: Sam Wilson x F!Reader

Word Count: 811

Summary: You're on a mission when a guy tries hitting on you. Too bad, you're not interested as you already have the best man there is. Captain American himself. Sam Wilson.

Warnings: none

A/N: This is based on a writing prompt I found (and from a list of prompts I've collected. The prompt: "Are you hitting on me?"

Sam Wilson Masterlist | Character Masterlist

"Wait. Are you hitting on me?"

The man who'd been standing next to you and talking for the past few minutes grinned. Not a nice grin or even a charming one. No, this one screamed predatory.

Everything inside you screamed louder. To get away. To create distance.

"Would that be a bad thing if I was?" he asked though his words did little to charm you. He leaned into your space some more, aiming for your neck. Dark hunger had blackened his eyes, which only had you trying to subtly back away some more. "Come on, darling. You know we'll have a good time together."

That last bit brought back all your training.

You had this man right where you wanted him, and he'd been too stupid to realize.

Letting him lean in, you silently counted down until you could bring your knee into direct and painful contact with his most vulnerable of areas.

Three…

Two…

One…

He doubled over with a low grunt.

Low groans of sympathy in your ear had you shaking your head. Only Bucky and Sam would make such noises, having been watching you as you scoped the place for your real target. This man just happened to get in the way of that.

"Beautiful and deadly," Joaquin murmured, his own groan of sympathy coming through as well.

Taking care with your surroundings, you had the man bound and gagged with little fanfare. The other patrons of the dive bar where you'd working undercover couldn't care less about what happened around them. Even the bartender, not three feet from you, said little about your manhandling of the sleazy man at your feet.

"That she is," Sam agreed without hesitation. Pride swelled in his voice, which brought a soft smile to your lips.

"Easy there, Samuel. She still has a job to do. You can kiss your girl later." This came from Bucky though you could also hear his own approval shining through.

"Damn right, I'm gonna kiss her," Sam agreed in his cheeky way.

You didn't know you were going to do with these three, but you loved them all the same. They never failed to make a mission entertaining for you.

Turning towards the bound man at your feet, you crouched low. "You're right. We're going to have some fun together. We're going to get to know each other real well as you tell me all about your boss's operation and how I can find him."

"I'm not telling you anything," the man spat. He fought against the restraints you'd put him in, but his actions only tightened them further. "You can go to hell, bitch."

"Oh, that's not a nice thing to say to a lady," you murmured.

"You ain't no lady."

"Ouch. That hurt my feelings."

You didn't give him a chance to respond as you unleashed one of your Widow's Bites upon him. The latest in Stark Tech, too, and something you'd been only too happy to accept for this latest mission. The man writhed on the floor until he finally lost consciousness.

"Sam, sweetie," you murmured into the comms, "do you and Bucky mind taking out this trash? It's clear our guy isn't going to show tonight, and I'm ready to wash this day off me."

While Bucky and Sam did as you asked, you returned to the surveillance van where Joaquin handed you your favorite hoodie and a bottle of water. You took them both gratefully and sank onto the bench the other two had vacated.

Your eyes had only been closed a moment, you swore, when Sam and Bucky returned.

The sleazeball had been handled properly, judging by the self-satisfied expressions on both their faces.

Bucky hopped into the driver's seat with Joaquin taking passenger.

Sam sat beside you, his arm slipping around your back and tugging you close. His lips touched your temple as he whispered, "You're amazing, you know that?"

And you did.

Because Sam never failed to tell you every chance he got. It was one of his many talents, you discovered since meeting him. He could always tell when the voices in your head could get a little loud. Each and every time, he worked hard to dampen them, muffle them, until all you could hear was his sweet and loving voice.

After all you'd done and experienced as a former Black Widow, you'd found a new place among friends and allies with the Avengers. Nat had seen to that.

But you didn't truly feel at home until you'd met Sam. He was your sanctuary, your peace, and there was nothing you wouldn't do to keep it. Especially when you realized fully how much Sam felt the same about you.

"After your bath, how about I show you how a true gentleman woos a lady?"

"Only if you promise to ravish and ruin me afterwards."

"Always."

[countdown-to-brand-new-day]

July 17th, 2026

Two weeks until BND!!