thylatcryla:

#think about all the porn that’s been made about him in universe #national icon; historical sex symbol; confused grandpa #steve rogers’ black and white photos probably inspired an entire generation to earn history degrees #all your ww2 professors were ushered into sexual awakening by this classical looking motherfucker #the apollo belvedere of brooklyn #the erskine antonius #top frozen david #who cares about his feelings on foreign policy he’s here to be objectified (via ilvalentinos)

into-the-weeds:

neednothavehappenedtobetrue:

raisel-the-riveter:

When Jane Foster is on a date and doesn’t want to be on the date anymore, she gets flustered and repeats the name of one of the menu items until her date tells her to go away

okay, so, autistic Jane.

this post presupposes autistic Jane. 

and there was another post going around a while ago that said Jane was like 300% better at handling an infinity stone than anyone else, like every other time we see an infinity stone it wrecks shit and she just carries it around for awhile and gets a little floopy. remember that post?

theory: DD people are better at handling Massive Cosmic Forces. 

just because our brains are already bags of cats and we have Level Twelve Weird Shit Licenses just from navigating Weird Health and getting our shit done. so this massive cosmic force comes in and we’re like “okay Timothy, sit in the corner with the other cats and I’ll grit my teeth and work around you” and it’s like FEAR ME and we’re like “oh I fear plenty of shit, I have hella practice” 

Okay and what I love about this is how it interacts with the idea that like of course we would be better, we’re so Innocent and Pure Of Heart.

No. No.  We have to go on a quest every morning just to get a bowl of cereal. That’s why.

tonys-snark:

pikapicture:

hungrylikethewolfie:

shitarianasays:

callmekitto:

tygermama:

cacchieressa:

queenofthedwarrows:

thundering-god:

acquaintedwithrask:

strangelikethat:

candyandcusswords:

Cutest Thor Ever via Mary Sue.

This is adorable!

I AM GOING TO ACQUIRE THIS CHILD AND LOVE HER

THIS MIDGARDIAN CHILD HIS GOOD TASTE!  METHINKS PERHAPS WE ARE SEEING A FUTURE FEMALE WARRIOR!

My head canon is that each of the Avengers ends up with core group of fangirl/boys, like Natasha’s (or the one she acknowledges) are teenage girls mainly who see her as their hero, little boys love the Hulk, but Thor? Little girls between like the ages of 4 and 10, cause dude he is a Prince, who rides on a rainbow bridge, and is basically the fairy tale prince in real life. And Thor fucking loves it. His room at the Tower is just plastered with drawings they send him, and he tries as hard as he can to respond to each and every letter he gets. 

HEADCANON ACCEPTED.

And Clint and Tony would try to tease Thor about it but he’s just so proud of all his little fangirls and of the drawings and other things they send him and he’s so earnest about it that Clint and Tony end up more than a little jealous.

I AM SO OKAY WITH THIS IDEA

and oh man I just picture him meeting one of his little baby fans and they have their own little baby mjolnir and he asks her if she’d like to hold the real one, and her eyes get all big because what?? only thor can hold mjolnir! she knows that!! So he crouches down next to her, gently holding her hand as it holds mjolnir so that even though he’s the one holding the weight, she gets to feel like she’s actually the one holding the hammer and her eyes go half as big as her whole head as grins all big and he tells her ”clearly you are worthy, little warrior!”

STOP IT

MY POOR HEART

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IM NOT EVEN IN THIS FANDOM BUT THIS IS REALLY CUTE

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thingsfortwwings:

sleep–walk:

ot3 strikes again

i totally didnt do this at 3am

[Image: Three different images of makeouts. 1: Natasha Romanoff and Steve Rogers, both not wearing shirts; Natasha’s hand is on Steve’s cheek and she’s talking; Steve is smiling. 2: Bucky Barnes leaning over Steve, who is lying on his back; Bucky’s hand is under the covers, as if he’s jerking Steve off. 3: Bucky lying on his back, Natasha lying on top of him and kissing his neck, her arms around his shoulders.]

linzeestyle:

livebloggingmydescentintomadness:

brb-reclaiming-erebor:

#i love how terrifying her face is in the second gif#like she’s all flirty#very similar to how she talked to sam that morning#but her demeanor is completely fucking different#like with sam and steve she’s natasha#she’d eat them alive but in the good way#which baddies she’s the black widow#where she will flirt and then murder them#and idk just the fliry greeting and the terrifying grin was such a good connection to her codename#i just#i love this movie so much#natasha (via buckysexual)

that guy is pissing his pants over that smile this kind of fear is what i aspire to inspire

Okay no but real talk, this was the moment.  This was the moment in Cap 2 where I knew the Russos got Natasha.  The costuming and everything else, yes, good, on-point, but this is the first time we’ve really seen the Black Widow at her most terrifying.  Tony touches on it, certainly, in IM2 – she’s a double, triple imposter; she’s figuring him out, keeping an eye on him (does he need help?  Does he need to be taken down?) while disarming him by being the kind of woman he’d bed and discard, has a hundred times…but those weren’t weaponized moments, they were strategic.  But on the Lumerian Star, we see Natasha in action in much the same way we see Steve in action, sliding easily from one performance to the other.  The first is that of watching Steve for cracks that might appear – trying to set him up, trying to keep him in a world he’s very clearly denying, not unlike what she was sent to do with Tony.  And the second (which, notably, is a version of herself she shuts her comm off before producing) is this: deadly, dangerous, and terrifying; playing the role that was placed on her as an insult, a joke, and that she reclaimed as an honor and a horror story against the people that tried to make her a monster.

Because this is what Age of Ultron got wrong.  We already know damn well that Natasha is competent; that’s never been a question.  But TWS is the first time we begin to see the underpinnings of that competency: where they come from; what they cost her.  The Red Room tried to make Natasha into a weapon – they tried to take her body, her sexuality, her agency away from her; tried to make her the “femme fatale” in every stereotypical sense of the term.  The Black Widow title was meant to be very much literal: no man could resist her, much less survive her (to paraphrase Bucky in 616).  But Natasha saw that; she always understood that.  And Natasha was always more than they believed of her.  She took the training; she took the mantle.  She took the pain and the suffering and the torment that created the Widow, and she took the rage that came with having the name made into a joke, a pejorative at her expense, the “whore-slut-spy” she never was.  It’s the same reason Bucky remains the Winter Soldier, despite the fact that his life and body was taken from him in its creation.  Because the Soldier, like the Widow, is a legend.  And legends are valuable; legends don’t die.  Legends grow, and they transform, and they become bigger, and scarier, and more terrifying than any one human being can become.

Natasha Romanoff never believed herself to be any of the things the Red Room reduced her to.  But the Red Room gave her a weapon that they couldn’t take away; that they never had control of, for all of their arrogance in believing they did.  

This is Natasha Romanoff, Black Widow.  But it’s also Natasha Romanoff, the survivor.  She knows what they say about her – and as long as she knows who she is; as long as she knows she’s worth more than the pejoratives, the slurs, and the attempts to cage her in…well, then those things, those things are only a weakness to them.  

Legends are so often warnings, after all.