Heroes and Villains

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dorkly:

The Trouble With Wonder Woman

did I reblog this already? oh wait, don’t care.

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smogtongue:


So um, my dad ran in to Misha Collins while walking the Chiweenie…

smogtongue:

So um, my dad ran in to Misha Collins while walking the Chiweenie…

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oscar worthy

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ohawkguy:

celebrating the new gif limit the right way

hey did you guys know there’s a way to make this even worse 

now you do, see you in hell

today is the day that HD kills us all. every one.

buckyxbarnes:

Captain America: The Winter Soldier + Key Relationships

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sebadasstian-stan:

CATWS vs Captain America comics

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Natasha Romanoff in Captain America: The Winter Soldier.

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what i actually said: i forgot

what my parents heard: i hate you and i am determined to fail at life, go to prison, and bring dishonor to this family. i care about nothing except my computer and tv shows and you can just go burn in hell for all i care. also i'm pregnant.

snoozingcat:

janet van super-villain origin story

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janet van super-villain origin story

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no, not without you

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"You should go," Bucky says quietly, "take a shoot, Stark’ll be able to pick you up, he’ll find you. I got this."

Steve doesn’t catch his meaning at first, he doesn’t understand the quiet seriousness of Bucky’s suggestion - not until he looks up, catches sight of Bucky’s bruised face out of the corner of his eye. “What? No, we-“

"Steve, I got this," Bucky motions his head towards the controls and reaches out to take them with his right arm. His left hangs awkwardly at his side. 

He knows exactly what Bucky’s suggesting- that he stays behind and makes sure the plane goes down where it can’t do any damage while Steve saves himself. Every response is geared towards outrage that Bucky could think him capable of such action, but he knows if things were the other way around… so he finds himself saying, “there aren’t any shoots,” stupidly, like that makes any difference.

Bucky’s jaw is set, stubbornness written into every line of his body. “You’d survive the fall, you’d be able to hang on long enough for them to find you, you’d-“

"I’m not leaving you," Steve says, just as stubborn, just as desperate.

Bucky laughs helplessly, “I ain’t going anywhere, pal,” he says. Steve looks him over more carefully and he can see that the arm is not the only injury Bucky is nursing. He’s not come out of the fight well. “Besides, someone’s gotta crash land this tincan.”

"We could rig the controls," Steve suggests, "we could both jump. I’d cover you, we’d be okay." He knows it’s a desperate hope. He’s not even sure he could survive the fall, let alone if he could protect Bucky at the same time. But he’d try, god, he’d try.

"Steve-" the way Bucky says his name is almost a sob. "Please, you have to go!"

"No! Not without you!" He remembers Bucky saying the same thing to him, almost a lifetime ago it seems. He understands now why he’d been so angry. 

The radio crackles beside them and the white ice below grows ever closer. It’s too late now anyway, and Steve’s not stupid. They’re on a collision he can’t alter. The best they can hope to do is survive the impact. If they manage that…well, he’ll worry about the rest then.

He pulls Bucky behind the shelter of the controls, covers him as best he can with the shield and braces. It doesn’t make much difference. The impact throws them both and knocks Steve out cold. 

When he wakes it is dark, and so, so cold. Bucky’s still in his arms, his breathing shallow, his pulse weak. 

"Bucky?" Steve’s voice catches in his throat as his fingers curl stiffly in Bucky’s jacket. His skin is pale, and Bucky’s lips are blue, and Steve knows how this ends. He could try escape from the confines of the plane, try seek out help, but he’s not leaving Bucky here alone and he knows if he takes him outside the elements will kill him long before they reach safety. "Okay, okay," Steve whispers, his tears freezing long before they threaten to fall. He pulls Bucky as close as possible, wraps his arms around him and tries to share as much body heat as he can. "We’ll be okay," he says.

"You’re a terrible liar," Bucky slurs, his eyes still closed.

"Yeah," Steve chokes, "I know."

"D’Monty let fire out gain?" He mumbles, his words faint, broken and confused. He’s gone already. He’s not even shivering anymore.

Steve presses his cheek to Bucky’s temple. “Yeah,” he says, “I’ll keep you warm. Just…try stay awake.”

"Tired," Bucky says, so faint Steve can hardly hear him over the sound of his own sluggish heartbeat. 

He swallows, glad he can’t cry. He can’t feel his fingers; can only feel his face where his skin is against Bucky’s. “Then sleep,” he soothes, “I’ll take care of us.”

Bucky makes a soft sound of agreement and goes still in Steve’s arms. He lets out a small breath…and doesn’t take another.

He can pretend Bucky is just sleeping, that this is just another of those endless, freezing cold nights they’ve spent side by side in the Alps. One of a hundred nights where Bucky pressed against him, sharing Steve’s warmth as they slept under the stars. He likes the idea of that. He can even see the stars through portions of the large glass windows of the plane. There must be a billion of them out there, maybe more.

If he looks at them instead of down at Bucky he can pretend, so he does. Then he closes his eyes, and sleeps.

He wakes up. He can only have been out for a second, a minute, maybe. He’s not cold, he’s not sore, and he can hear the soft sound of a wireless playing in the background. 

He jerks upright. Bucky’s no longer in his arms. 

The bright morning light streams in through open windows and he knows right away something is very, very wrong. 

But before he can determine what, before he can start to understand why his instincts are telling him to run, he spots Bucky in a bed across the room. He’s pale, his skirt hanging loose where his left arm should be, but there is no mistaking the rise and fall of his chest. 

"Bucky?" Steve calls out, his voice catching, choked with painful hope. In the bed, Bucky stirs at the sound of Steve’s voice. He’s alive. He’s okay. He’s-

The door to the room opens and a tall man in a sweeping leather coat enters. His presence is intimidating enough without the eyepatch and Steve moves to place himself between him and Bucky. 

But he doesn’t seem interesting in causing them any harm. He smiles - as much of a smile as a man like him probably ever gives - and nods his head. “Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes…welcome back to the land of the living.”

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“So I’ve decided fandom will forever be confused about Natasha’s name. Not, uh, coincidentally, comics writers have been confused about it for even longer. The tricky bit is this: Natalia and Natasha are both forms of the Russian name Наталья. The Natalia/Natasha equivalency doesn’t exist in English, leading to all kinds of tail-chasing confusion re: which is real and which is fake. Natasha is a diminutive form of Natalia the same way Bill is for William. “Natalia” is not more authentic or more Russian, it’s just a bit more formal. And “Natasha Romanoff” is not an alias the way “Nadine Roman” or “Nancy Rushman” are. The Romanoff/Romanova issue is just a question of transliteration. The Russian surname is Рома́нов, which is written as Romanoff or Romanov depending on your history book. Traditionally, Russian ladies take feminine endings to match their grammatical gender— Ivan Belov becomes Yelena Belova, Aleksandr Belinsky becomes Aleksandra Belinskaya. But the feminine endings often get dropped in English translation, e.g. Nastia Liukin, not Nastia Liukina. It’s a matter of preference. If that’s too confusing, don’t worry, until about 1998 the comics had no idea what they were doing either. Natasha’s name has been Natasha since her very first appearance, where she and her partner Boris Turgenev were the butt of the obvious joke. Her last name wasn’t revealed until the early 1970s. Yeah, she went through a whole solo series without getting a last name. Weird, but it took dozens of issues for Hawkeye to get a first name. Romanoff: a name no one knows or knew. At the time, Natasha was being written as an aristocratic jet-setter, a glamorous countess. Since Romanov is the most famous Russian surname, and superhero stuff isn’t codenamed subtlety, I figure Gerry Conway just went with what he knew. And so Natasha Romanoff was her name through the 1970s. Instead of “Miss” or the Danvers-ian “Ms.”, Natasha used “Madame”, contributing to that Old World mystique and invoking feelings of a boudoir. By 1983 someone on staff realized that Romanova might be more technically correct. (Might being operative, here, the best way of translating the feminine endings is still debated.) Anyway, her Official Handbook to the Marvel Universe page listed her as Natasha “Romanoff” Romanova. The next big change would occur when someone, and I’m thinking it was Chris Claremont, realized she was missing a patronym. A full Russian name has three parts: the given (first) name, the patronym, and the family (last) name. For example, Grand Duchess Anastasia, the one who had that Bluth film, would be formally called Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova, or Anastasia “Daughter of Nicholas” Romanoff. Her brother, the Tsarevich Alexei, was Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov, or Alexei “Son of Nicholas” Romanoff. Basically: everyone in Russia has a middle name, and it is their father’s. I think it was Claremont who realized Nat’s was lacking because he is a phonetic accent wizard and an expert on Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin da tovarisch. Also, because the first time I could find a patronym for Natasha was in a 1992 issue of X-men that he wrote. The weird thing about Alianovna is that it would mean her father’s name was Alia or Alian or something else not really common. Maybe that’s why Kurt Busiek, continuity repair man, pretended it was something else in his Heroes Return Iron Man run. Ivanovna, or daughter of Ivan, is a much more common patronym and also meshes with her backstory. But it didn’t stick. Everyone and the guidebook uses Alianovna. What did stick was Natalia. Yeah, this is the first comic I could find that uses Natalia, and you can tell by context that Busiek’s using it to emphasize formality. When talking to Tony, she calls herself Natasha, when declaring her total identity before an epic beatdown, she takes the “my name is Inigo Montoya” route. From the late nineties forward Natalia started popping up with some frequency, usually in formal or impersonal contexts. Yelena speaks of “Natalia Romanova” as the Red Room’s greatest legend, Natasha demands that the he-was-evil-all-along Ivan Petrovich address her without the diminutive. There are exceptions. I figure some writers check wikipedia, see her name listed as “Natalia” and decide they’ve done their homework. Daniel Way has Logan refer to Natalia, his surrogate daughter, completely bizarre for the quasi-familial relationship and for the nickname-happy Wolverine. Brubaker had Bucky refer to her as Natalia, at first— an odd distancing from a previously intimate relationship. Since they’ve gotten back together, though, he uses Natasha, or Nat, or ‘Tasha, or in any case, he’s dropped the formality.”
Fuck Yeah, Black Widow: The Name Game  (via eppypeninc)

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mishasminions:

PRETTY SURE CROWLEY WILL GET THE MOST DATES

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rapewhistled:

what r u trying to do lil partner

He’s like a walking puddle :)

aspio:

playing a game for nostalgia but realizing you’re going to have to fight that boss again

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