madwriterscorner said: Imagine that Bucky is living with the Avengers and everyone is stepping on eggshells around him and one day he has a breakdown and Clint or Sam just touches his shoulder and coaxed him to lean against him and he realises that they care and he's not alone anymore.

imaginebucky:

But why ‘or’ when you could have ‘and’, friend?

What about Clint and Sam basically teaming up to watch Bucky’s back? Clint knows guilt, knows what it’s like to wake up from a nightmare and realise the blood on your hands is real. Sam knows how rocky the road to recovery is, when a friendly handshake looks like a punch and you can’t close your eyes for fear of all the things you’ll see if you do. And so when they see Bucky’s shoulders start to shake, see his eyes glazing over as his mind checks out, they’re straight there on either side of him - two warm human sentinels to fend off the terrors that lurk in Bucky’s mind.

To Bucky, who is used to existing inside a force-field that no one ever dares cross, it means something just to be approached like that. Without fear, without reservation. Their warmth soaks into his bones and for a while he’s not a monster, not a shadow, not a damaged weapon with a faulty trigger - just a battle-weary soldier with a team of his own to lean on.

fun-n-fashion said: Bucky falls for Sam at least partly because Sam never knew him before and therefore has no real expectations of how he "should" be. Sam falls for Bucky because once they get past Bucky's programming and the creepy, statue-like catatonia Bucky would sometimes fall into, Bucky made Sam laugh like he hadn't since before his last deployment.

genderqueerbarnes:

YES

skottieyoung:

All New Captain America

skottieyoung:

All New Captain America

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marioncotilllards:

When I first got this (Falcon) role I just cried like a baby because I was like, “Wow, next Halloween, I’m gonna open the door and there’s gonna be a little kid dressed as the Falcon.” That’s the thing that always gets me. I feel like everybody deserves that.

Happy 36th Birthday, Anthony Mackie (September 23, 1978)

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dimensionsinprobability:

I was going to spend my evening yesterday doing Serious Art but then this happened
please tell me I have followers who have read A-Babies vs. X-Babies

dimensionsinprobability:

I was going to spend my evening yesterday doing Serious Art but then this happened

please tell me I have followers who have read A-Babies vs. X-Babies

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the-doctor-to-my-tardis:

SOMEBODY TELL ME HOW IM LIKE ONE OF THE THE ONLY PEOPLE TO RETWEET THESE HOLY FUCKING SHIT

the-doctor-to-my-tardis:

SOMEBODY TELL ME HOW IM LIKE ONE OF THE THE ONLY PEOPLE TO RETWEET THESE HOLY FUCKING SHIT

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luckyraeve:

Capster & Bee DubbsI love these two undercover hipster babies so much. <3

luckyraeve:

Capster & Bee Dubbs

I love these two undercover hipster babies so much. <3

luckyraeve:

Behold! The coloured version of this commish for usakeh. It’s a companion drawing to her fanfic, which you can read HERE.Team America Adorable Goobers! \o/There’s also a Team Undercover Hipster Babies! HERE.

luckyraeve:

Behold! The coloured version of this commish for usakeh. It’s a companion drawing to her fanfic, which you can read HERE.

Team America Adorable Goobers! \o/

There’s also a Team Undercover Hipster Babies! HERE.

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Fic: Untitled domestic fluff 1/1

onemuseleft:

Tony’s never actually bought a house.

He owns ten. Or so? The mansion, the brownstone, the other brownstone, the house in the Hamptons, the villa on the Mediterranean, the penthouse on Lexington, the house in Malibu, and a solid half dozen other properties scattered between New York and California. There are others - apartments and condos that are business properties, things used for Stark Industries to put up guests or temporary housing for employees who’ve been reassigned - but these are actually his, properties that are in Tony Stark’s name and not SI’s. He’s inherited a few from his father, and one of the brownstones had technically been his mother’s (a wedding gift from Howard that they had never once used in all of Tony’s memory). The rest he’s acquired over the years. And sure it was his money paying for them, and his signature on the paperwork, but he’d sent Pepper or a real estate agent to do the actual deciding. He’d looked at video or a few snapshots here and there, had an assistant summarize the inspection results and had Pepper transfer the funds. Boom. Done. Efficiency at it’s finest.

This, though. This is better.

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fat-birds:

fairy-wren:

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IT HAS FUZZY FEET