#Late Avengers

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

THE LATE AVENGERS OF EARTH-9997.

PIC INFO: Resolution at 1482x1778 & 975x1250 -- Spotlight on penciled sketch art of the late AVENGERS (sans Captain America), all killed by the Absorbing Man, artwork and/or character designs by Alex Ross, from "Universe X Omnibus" Vol. 1. June, 2001. Marvel Comics.

OVERVIEW: "In a way, the death of the Avengers was not the fault of Crusher Creel, who after absorbing the super-computer Ultron, was able to compute the perfect solution for killing the final assembly of the World's Greatest Heroes. No. Their death, according to Captain America... was the fault of Captain America.

When Cap killed the original Red Skull, he discovered that the Super-Soldier formula that gave him and the entire Super-Soldier program powers was, in fact, part of a Nazi front. Ironically, Steve Rogers owed his abilities to his enemy. The guilt Cap felt over the Skull's death and the breaking of his moral code convinced him that he was not deserving of team membership any longer.

And so, when the Avengers tried to defend Washington D.C. from Creel, they did so without the aid of Captain America. And when they died, they did so without the Living Legend of WWII... leaving Cap, a man who no longer believed himself worthy of the title "Avenger," alone to avenge them."

-- X-51, a.k.a., MACHINE MAN (script by Jim Krueger)

Rest in Power, Earth-9997 Avengers: Giant-Man, Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, the Wasp, Hawkeye, and Vision.

Sources: www.pinterest.com/pin/385339311848120437 & www.comicartfans.com/gallerypiece.asp?piece=1176686.

[forgetful-nerd]

Criminal: *turns off the lights* haha! Try and fight me when you can't see!

Daredevil: I can still sense you in the dark.

Spiderman: as can I!

Dead pool: I cannot! so this is kind of upsetting for me.

[uncharted-constellations]

Batman "I don't like working with others, I don't trust them, and I won't sacrifice Gotham to help out unless it's absolutely dire."

*Has an extensive network of vigilantes in Gotham and elsewhere, is on 85 different Justice League Rosters, would die for half of them*

Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man *fighting every hero he ever meets*

"Weird that no-one likes me, don't know what their fucking problem is, I should fight them"

[artgroves]

Things you can find on the fridge at Avengers Tower, probably

For the @dayoffzine

[delyth88]

I was watching Avengers the other day and noticed something I haven't ever joined the dots on before.

In this shot of Barton just before he shoots the arrow at the helicarrier, he's pale, sweating, and has dark circles under his eyes. I can only assume this is due to having been under the influence of the sceptre for the last few days.

And then there's this more familiar shot of Loki having just come through the tesseract's portal...

...pale, sweating, and with dark circles under his eyes.

Barton still has those bright blue eyes that indicate he's under the direct influence of the sceptre, and Loki doesn't.

So what I'm concluding from this is that Loki was recently under the direct influence of the sceptre just before he was sent to earth.

This direct control was removed before he was sent, but he remains under the more indirect influence that the sceptre has on people nearby (e.g. the Avengers on the helicarrier). We see his physical health improve the longer he's on earth, which would work with this theory, and this is the same as how Barton recovers after the influence is removed.

I'd never subscribed to the theory that Loki was under the direct control of the sceptre at any point during Avengers, but this makes me think it's very likely he was being directly controlled by it for a period of time shortly before he was sent to earth.

Maybe this was some form of conditioning? Maybe it's easier for the sceptre to influence someone indirectly after they've been directly connected with it? I don't know. Possibly these effects were due to something else, but since Endgame we know it's not travel by tesseract that causes this. Although there's a possibility whatever the SHIELD scientists did on this end of the portal could have had some effect. But it's just too similar a set of symptoms to be unrelated.

I curse it again that we were never given more of Loki's story with Thanos in the series or the Avengers films!!!

[incorrectmarvelquotesss]

— flufftober (day 19) —

Warnings: fluff, implied sex

Prompt: “Hey, wake up!”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

@flufftober || flufftober masterlist

A/N: Like I said, I have a ton of them in my drafts just waiting to be finished.

Bucky was ready to crash.

His eyes were dropping shut as the soft rumbles of the Quinjet sing him a lullaby. The seat, no matter how uncomfortable, had never looked so inviting. He wanted nothing more than be at home in his bed, holding his girl. But they were still hours away from the Compound then.

And Steve just had to have the post-mission meeting five minutes after they landed.

Bucky was ready to blow a fuse by the time Steve dismissed them. He hurriedly packed his duffel bag, exchanging the Kevlar for regular clothes without bothering to take a nice long shower—they had been out in the rain anyway. Not that you liked the smell of wet grass and dirt.

He just hoped he didn’t smell like shit as he sat into his pickup and drove away.

The landscape of trees woved into old town buildings before he pulled into the driveway of an old brownstone. It was in good condition, but it wasn’t hard to tell that it had been standing for a couple of decades. The vine that had grown along its side had etched into the bricks and the driveway was still gravel halfway through.

He had left it like this for that damn mission.

He parked beside the bright blue SUV and shoved the door open, grabbing the duffel bag on the passenger seat at the last second. He grumbled incoherent threats to Fury, Steve, and the stupid, idiotic people who just couldn’t stop doing harmful things. He kicked off his shoes quickly, ignoring the fact that you were going lecture him on putting his shoes on the shoe rack where they belonged. Especially when they looked like that—muddy and wet.

He took two stairs at a time, ready to finally have you in his arms.

Then, when he opened his bedroom door quietly, he saw that his spot had been taken. His heart skipped a beat or two. The two figures were easily recognizable, cuddled up in the bed with the extra pillows thrown behind you. Bucky’s heart thumped loudly in his ears as he took in the sight before him, heart practically melting.

He dropped his duffel bag, accidentally waking you up with the knives clashing in there. He came over and kissed your forehead, running a hand through Grant’s curls of hair and gently kissing his chubby cheek. The four-year-old smiled in his sleep.

“You smell like shit,” you said with a loopy smile. You tilted your head back and pouted your lips, letting him know that you expected him to get into bed with you and your baby boy the second he came home. He kissed your lips quickly three times, both an act of love and apology.

“I’ll be quick,” he murmured, unable to talk louder even if he tried. His heart was still trying to process the absolute precious moment in front of him. “Wanted to be home.”

You hummed lightly and let your eyes droop shut. “You hurt?” You asked with a grab at his hand. He squeezed your hand gently.

“No, ma’am.”

You peeked at him and have him a once over. “Be quick.” His eyes wandered over the two of you again, so unbelievably baffled by the fact that he had a wife and kid to come home to now.

“Yes, ma’am,” he mumbled against your forehead before placing a chaste kiss on the two of you again. He took no time taking off his clothes and hopping into the shower, all that dirt and grime that had been stuck in his hair streaking down into the drain. No wonder he had smelled like shit.

He dressed in his boxers and sweatpants, drying out his hair as much as he could before coming out of the bathroom. Grant couldn’t sleep without a nightlight, so he didn’t have to wait for his eyes to adjust to look at the two of you again. He swore his heart would never stop melting at the sight of you and his son. It was a miracle that he still had trouble believing in.

But he knew how to ground himself to reality now. He carefully moved all the pillows away from you, checking the clock just before climbing into the bed. It was already 6:30am and he was sure he was going to get just a blink of sleep before Grant decided it was time to wake up. He was always a morning bird.

Just as Bucky fell asleep, Grant yelled, “Hey, wake up! Mommy, wake up!” He shook you, which indirectly shook Bucky awake too. “Daddy’s home! Daddy’s home!” He crawled over you and fell onto Bucky’s side before Bucky could move to lay on his back.

“Hey, buddy,” Bucky replied with as much energy as he could possibly muster after half an hour of sleep. But, with the way Grant was grinning and looking down at Bucky, with his blue eyes sparkling, Bucky couldn’t have imagined a better way to wake up.

He turned his head slightly to see you smiling up at him from where you rested your head on his shoulder.

Well, he could think of a few other ways.

[sebastians-stan]

How you been, Buck? Oh, not bad, for the end of the world. Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes in Avengers: Infinity War (2018)

[vertigoartgore]

2009's Iron Man & the Armor Wars Vol.1 #1 cover by Skottie Young.

[hopeurokays]

happy birthday elizabeth olsen!!!

[imtryingbuck]

Too Late part two

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader. Fem!Reader x Conrad (whoever you picture)

Summary: part two of Too Late

Word count: 2,613

Warnings: angst. fluff. lies? Steve makes an appearance. 

Part 1

Masterlist

Now in the two years since she had left she finally felt at peace, she found herself.

~~~

For close to a year Conrad would visit Y/n in her little sanctuary that sat alone in the woodland area, for those months Y/n didn’t trust him of course she didn’t he was a member of Hydra, the bad guys who spend years and years destroying the goodness that was James Buchanan Barnes, destroyed and killed those that didn’t bow down to them and abide by their rules.

And while yes Conrad decided not to put a bullet in her head like she had asked for him to do, choosing to open her eyes to the betrayal, he chose to give her a second chance in life he was still the guy apart of a terrible organisation.

Even though she didn’t trust him she did have to admit that she appreciated his help, appreciated his company. Every time he visited he brought supplies and food for her, he even showed up once with a van that had a ray of different livestock in the back so she could start a little farm up like she had wanted to do.

Y/n tried, she really did try to not get too comfortable with Conrad but he was just so easy to talk to about everything and anything, she appreciated that he never once mentioned Steven and his betrayal with Natasha. She hated how funny he was, she hated how much she missed him when he left to go back to the monstrous organisation that was Hydra. Hated how he occupied her mind when he wasn’t there helping around the house fixing things and only accepting a nice cold glass of homemade lemonade from her.

She definitely hated how much he looked so attractive when he chopped fresh firewood for her.

She especially hated that.

It wasn’t fair, he was supposed to be the enemy yet he had treated her better in those few months than anyone had ever.

It had been exactly four months, three weeks and two days since Conrad had last been to visit and she hated it. Though she had the many animals to keep her company she had to admit she was kind of going a bit crazy.

Molly the cow would look at her like she was insane when Y/n would be perch upon on the wooden little stool that Conrad had made for her, talking to the cow as she milked her. Y/n swore that one time the black spotted animal rolled her eyes at the woman once.

Y/n walked into the pigpen fussing over the month old piglets that were the most precious little things she had ever laid eyes on. When her leg was knocked she looked down to see Grumpy, named perfectly for his grumpiness, she patted him on his head telling him to hold on for food, chuckling lightly when he snorted in response. The moment she finished putting the food in the trough she heard the unmistakable sound of a car coming up the gravelled driveway.

Nobody had ever come up to where she lived apart from…

“H-he’s back” she mumbled to herself before dropping the bucket with a clank and running out finding herself nearly tripping over her own foot when she had to turn back around to shut the gate of the pigpen.

Running to the front of the house she saw the same car Conrad always came in, her eyebrows pulled together when she saw two figures sitting in the front, as the car got closer her heart started beating faster as she noticed Conrad and another figure she had come to know because of Steve.

“Y/n-“ Conrad shouts as soon as he gets out of the driver side door “-god I’ve missed you” he jogs over to her and wraps his arms around her frame, pulling back when he notices she doesn’t hug him back but is staring at the other person who stands by the car. “I can explain everything I promise”

“It’s nice seeing you again Y/n.”

Two sets of eyes moved back and forth as Y/n paced around in front of them. One was nervous the other didn’t care about her reaction, well lack of one. Conrad went to speak but the other person in the room shook their head.

“Y-you lied-“

“I didn’t lie-“

“You didn’t tell me the truth!”

“Because I couldn’t, I’m sorry Y/n”

“It’s true Y/n. He couldn’t tell you the truth”

The truth being that Conrad was never a member of Hydra but a SHIELD agent. He had been undercover for four years. There were a handful of agents that were sent undercover and Conrad was one of them, the plan was to take Hydra down from the inside.

From what Conrad had said that it had worked, they had successfully captured members of Hydra one by one.

“Bu-but your meant to be the enemy”

“Yet you trusted him”

Y/n’s eyes squinted at the man sat next to Conrad “I understand that I’ve got real bad judgment when it comes to trusting men Fury”.

“I understand your confused but to be honest Conrad never lied to you-“

“I’ve been thinking he’s the bad guy from the moment he kidnapped me!”

“And yet you trusted him enough to let him come into your home”

“I-shut up. Okay so why are you telling me now?”

“I’ll let him fill you in on that. I’m going to go, it was nice meeting you again Y/n, truly. Goodbye”

Y/n watches Fury stand up fixing his trench coat before nodding to both of them then leaving. Taking the car with him. Leaving with a promise, promising her that Steve doesn’t and will never know that she’s alive.

Conrad’s eyes never moved away from Y/n, patting the seat next to him sighing a breath of relief when she sits. “I’m sorry for not telling you the truth about me, I wasn’t allowed to.”

“No I understand, sorry for overreacting”

“You didn’t-“ he chuckles “I missed you”

“I missed you too”

“So I erm I-I told Fury I want to retire and he’s accepted it, bu-but I was wondering i-if you would have me, here I mean”

“You want to say here? With me?”

“I haven’t got any family anymore a-and I feel happy here”

Conrad hated the silence that followed, he was about to tell her that it didn’t matter, that he would still come to visit, that he was sorry for overstepping when she finally spoke.

“We’ve got piglets. They are the cutest things ever, want to come look?”

“”We”?”

“Well yeah you live here now so…”

He moved so fast wrapping his arms around her, bringing her into his chest. Mumbling thank you over and over again.

In a way Conrad went off script when he took Y/n from her shared apartment with Steve, it was Hydra’s plan all along. The plan was to find a way to destroy Captain America. They had heard from a Hydra agent that was undercover with SHIELD that America’s golden boy had a girlfriend but was cheating on her with the black widow. The plan was to use Y/n as a way to get Steve to stop destroying their ‘hard work’. They were going to blackmail him, telling him that they won’t tell Y/n about his straying ways as long as he did what they said.

It was foolproof as the double agent told them that Steve was in love with Y/n.

Even though he had been cheating on her with someone she thought was her friend.

But Conrad knew that Hydra would hurt her just to get Steve to break. And that wasn’t something he could stand by and watch so he told the team he had been in charge of that he had gotten word that it was time to go ahead and kidnap Y/n. He did have to admit that it was admirable that she put up a fight against ten men who were ten times bigger than her, he hated it when Mitch punched her.

Due to having eyes on him he had to act as if the tears that were coming out from her pretty eyes wasn’t bothering him when she watched her boyfriend and friend sleeping together. When the Avengers showed up he couldn’t stop his eyes from rolling as Steve tries to make a pathetic attempt at explaining his betrayal. He did have to force himself to stifle the laugh that tried to make its way out when Natasha had tears in her eyes hearing that she meant nothing to Steve.

Conrad’s heart clenched at hearing that she was pregnant because she had already asked him to kill her, a thing that he agreed to do even if he didn’t want to. But hearing that she had lost her unborn baby made his heart clench even harder.

Getting her out of the rundown facility was easy as his team were to focused on keeping their eyes and guns trained on the Avengers. Getting her to the farmhouse that sat alone in the middle of nowhere was easy even if she was driving him mad when she kept asking him where he was taking her.

Fury found out that it was Conrad that had ‘killed’ Y/n a few months back when he had to meet the man to talk about how the progress was going. Fury was angry. He had met Y/n a handful of times he thought she was sweet, nice, definitely didn’t deserve to have her life to be ended the way it was. That was until Conrad told him the truth.

For the four months, three weeks and two days since he hadn’t seen her it had drove him insane he wanted so badly to reach out to her and let her know that he was thinking about her, that he was definitely coming back to her. Fury made him go no contact with her until the dust settled around them.

Conrad begged Fury not to let Steve know about Y/n being alive or where she was, Nick wasn’t a stupid man he knew that Conrad had clearly grown fond of Y/n. Finding out what Steve had done, he gave the man pacing around in his office his word. Steve would never find out.

“Con! We’ve got a runner!” Y/n screamed trying to chase after one of the pigs who decided to make a run for it. “She’s coming your way”

“I’ve got eyes on her! I’ve got her!” He cheered picking up the animal, who actually sighed in defeat.

“Shes so fast it’s unbelievable”

“I know, she was on a mission to get away” he laughed placing the pig back down into the pen.

“Her mission fail- what?”

“I love you”

“I love you too”

“Gimme a kiss- wait…”

It had been two years since Conrad had joined Y/n at the farmhouse after retiring, in those two years Conrad had confessed his feelings for her, he understood that she probably needed some time since how her last relationship had ended so he was completely shocked when she jumped into his arms and kissed him. Through them two years they lived happily in complete ignorance of the world around them.

“What?” Following Conrad’s eyes looking up at the sky she frowned. “That’s one of SHIELD’s jets Con…”

“I know. Stay close to me okay”

“Obviously”

They watch in silence as the jet lowers on the field just at the back of their home, the door comes open and the ramp begins to descend. They share confused glances at seeing no one making an appearance, when someone finally stands in the doorway Y/n gasps.

It’s been four years to that day since she last saw him. Those four years weren’t kind to him honestly. His hair was longer and he was even sporting a beard. He looked bigger in muscle though his face was slimmer, his once bright blue eyes were now sunken and dull.

“H-how did he find us?” She whispered unable to move her eyes away from him.

Steve Rogers had found them.

And unfortunately was now making his way down the ramp.

Since Y/n had her eyes trained on his approaching figure she didn’t notice the rest of the Avengers making their exit from the jet. Even Loki and Bruce were there.

“You-you made out that you’ve been dead for four years and yet here you are shacking it up with the enemy” his voice was deeper than it use to be.

“How did you find her?” Conrad asked standing in front of her, not liking the way Steve’s eyes moved up and down her body.

“You let me believe that you was dead baby, for four years I’ve-“

“What are you doing here?” She cut him off.

“Fury. He’s not as sneaky as he thinks.”

“Why are you here Steven?”

“I want you back” Steve states as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“Not happening. Leave all of you”

“Baby I made a mistake-“

“Don’t come any closer Rogers. I mean it” it’s now Conrad’s turn to interrupt him. Steve cocks his head to the side and laughs. But does as the other man says.

“He’s Hydra baby-“

“He was undercover for SHIELD. Please leave now”

“Is that what he told you?”

“It’s what Fury told me. Leave”

“Just come home okay, I can be better please baby I love you”

“I’m already home. Tony, Bucky please get him gone”

Bucky looks at her with an unreadable expression on his face “it’s nice to see you again Y/n/n. Come on Steve she’s happy here let-“

“No. No because she isn’t. She can’t just run away and pretend she’s dead-“

“You was cheating on me Steven. With my so called friend as well. I’m happy here, I don’t want you anymore”

“Natasha meant and still means nothing to me baby, it was a mistake, one that I want to make up for. Please just come home”

“I don’t care, I stopped caring about you and her a long time ago. I won’t ask-“

“Just come home!” Steve shouts cutting her off.

“She is home! Just leave and move on”

Standing there Steve shakes his head slowly before looking back up to Y/n. “D-do you really love him?”

“I do”

“Does he make you happy?”

“He does”

Nodding, defeat and acceptance written on his face. “I really am sorry for everything I did Y/n, I-I never wanted to hurt you, I’m sorry truly.”

Leaving Conrad’s side she walks closer to Steve, standing in front of the man who she loved so much, the man who broke her heart. “I forgive you Steve, I’m happy now. Conrad is a great person and he makes me happy”

“I’m glad. I-I’ll always love you Y/n. Goodbye” Steve says before walking backwards and turning around to walk up to the jet. Everyone all except Natasha nods or waves to Y/n before following their captain.

Watching the jet leave Conrad moves closer to her wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. “You alright my love?”

“I’m more then alright, come on I’m starving and let’s not forget I am eating for two”

Hand in hand with Conrad she walks into their farmhouse seeing the positive side to seeing Steve again, it felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

At first Steve cheating on her was the worst thing that ever happened to her, but now four years later she was finally happier than ever before with the man who loves her and their unborn baby.

Tags: @imcinnamoons | @pigeonmama | @vicmc624 | @capsbestgirl77

[whowantsnachos]

i miss tony stark :(

[heismygod]

Actually writing something here. Ive never wrote before so bare with me. Its short and I might delete it if it doesn't get much attention.

Military reader x Character

Reader- *dials number*

Character- "Hey sweetie, how are you? I thought you couldn't call?"

Reader- "Hey *name*, ive been better. How are you?"

Character- "Ive been good, Ive missed you. Im making your favorite for when you come home"

Reader- " Thanks *name*. What are you doing now?"

Character - "Just reading, what are you doing sweetie?"

Reader- "Laying down for a moment. Im still on a job but I wanted to call you"

Character- "I thought you weren't supposed to call when on the job"

Reader- "Im not but I think they will make an exception"

Charachter- "Oh, okay sweetheart"

Reader- "*name* im so sorry"

Character - "why are you sorry?"

Reader- *laughs* "I dont think ill be home in time to eat it"

Character- "Whys that?"

Reader- "Im having some trouble right now and wanted to call before I go"

Character- "Aww, if you have to go, call back tomorrow okay?"

Reader- "I- I'll try"

Character- "I cant wait to see you again"

Reader- *softly* "Someday"

Character- "what did you say sweetie?"

Reader- *silence* *dies cutely I guess*

Character- "sweetie? Guess I'll see you tomorrow"

*Character hangs up*

[i-just-came-here-for-drugz]

y/n: i just want to be held sometimes

team tries to hug them*

y/n: dont fucking touch me

[partywithponies]

[jacevelaryons]

WANDA MAXIMOFF APPRECIATION WEEK

↳Day #1: Favorite Movie: Avengers: Age of Ultron (x) 

[incorrectmarvelquotesss]

— flufftober (day 18) —

Warnings: fluff, slight angst

Prompt: Soothing Touch

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

@flufftober || flufftober masterlist

A/N: These are still sitting in my drafts! I will get them out pretty soon. Enjoy!

Bucky’s touch was warm and light, but no one else knew that.

His first reaction to meeting the whole team was to take a large step back and then another, flinching, when Clint tried to shake his hand. Bucky merely shook his head and gave him a polite smile instead. Everyone else nodded in greeting at him, seemingly coming to a silent agreement.

No one was going to come close to him if he didn’t want them to. It was a simple unspoken rule that the team had agreed upon and followed through the next few months. The team kept their distance, including Steve. Even though he was Bucky’s best friend, Bucky still had a tough time letting him get close.

All of this went down the rabbit hole when he met you.

Instant regret had started to fill him when he stepped into that bookstore and noticed that it was not empty. Instead a large crowd of people surrounded the seating area, kids scattered on the floor while listening to the story you were reading. If, maybe, he had looked up at the bright neon sign hung on the display, he would have known about the story time that was being hosted.

He swallowed down the urge to run out and started making his way through the crowds to the back of the store. Later, once the crowd had dissipated and the children had left, you found him sitting in the armchair stationed in the corner of the store, engrossed in the first book of Lord of the Rings. Not wanting to disturb him just then, you went about minding your own business.

Then, when the clock struck nine, you trailed back to the corner and saw that he was almost finished the book. You bit down your sigh and cleared your throat. The conversation flowed easily after the first few words. Bucky found himself going back to the store and soon he was helping you put the books on the shelves.

Fingers grazed each other, his skin sparking with every little touch. His hand would dart away, only for him to soon feel like he was missing something. Something vitally important to him. If he thought about it for too long, he would catch himself staring at you, as if you were the answer. And so his hand would carefully move back to yours, letting your fingers caress every now and then.

Warm and light touches.

“Y/N,” he would tell Steve when he got back at half past one in the late nights or at three in the early mornings. Steve would merely shake his head with a little smile and sigh, pat his shoulder.

When he walked past Bucky, he would whispered, “Tell her soon.”

Bucky would tell you soon. Sooner than he would mean too, but, for now, he let your touch soothe his nerves.