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saucefactory:

whereareyouravengers:

agatharights:

hatepig:

agatharights:

crewdlydrawn:

paraxdisepink:

littlewingtodd:

… The Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark…
Bucky killed Howard and Maria Stark.
BUCKY FUCKING BARNES KILLED HOWARD AND MARIA STARK.
Make the goddamn connection. ‘Accident’ my ass…
I know it wasn’t the real Bucky. He was buried underneath a shit ton of Hydra brainwashing and memory loss. But just the idea of him murdering Tony’s parents without even knowing is unimaginable and it hurts my heart. Fuck you Marvel and all your damn feels. 

Not just murdering Tony’s parents, but murdering a man Bucky no doubt knew personally and might have considered a friend, murdering someone who helped Steve rescue him from the HYDRA base and who we can be 99.99999% sure Bucky himself would not have wanted to kill.  

I didn’t catch this and now everything hurts.

when i said “The MCU is beautiful and nothing hurts” what I meant was “everything hurts forever goodbye”

I love it. Because with the popular “Tony hacked SHIELD and all that info is waiting for him” post going around, imagine when Tony digs it up and finds out the guy who Steve’s chasing around killed his dad. Imagine him cobbling together a slapdash suit without Pepper noticing and jetting to where Bucky is, and being ready to blow him up without him even realizing Tony’s there, only to stop.
Because the man down there doesn’t look like a remorseless trained killer. He’s dirty and he’s thin and he’s sleeping on a park bench. The cybernetic arm he’s got doesn’t work right. The fingers are awkwardly curled where the servomotors have run down. The knuckles on his flesh and blood hand are bruised and scraped from where he had to fight off a couple of drug addicts wanting to roll a homeless guy for spare change.
And Tony would lower the repulsors and pick up his phone and call Steve. And leave before he got there.
Pepper would find him in the morning with a smashed up set of armor and a bottle of scotch and an old album. Drunk and crying.
Tony thinks long and hard before he puts on the suit again.

HATEPIG WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I FUCKING IMAGINED THAT LAST PARAGRAPH AND I CRIED I REALLY CRIED AND I HAVE FINALS IN TWO WEEKS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SAD SHIT AND HOMELESS BUCKY FUCK EVERYTHING

THAT’S IT. I’M DONE

saucefactory:

whereareyouravengers:

agatharights:

hatepig:

agatharights:

crewdlydrawn:

paraxdisepink:

littlewingtodd:

… The Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark…

Bucky killed Howard and Maria Stark.

BUCKY FUCKING BARNES KILLED HOWARD AND MARIA STARK.

Make the goddamn connection. ‘Accident’ my ass…

I know it wasn’t the real Bucky. He was buried underneath a shit ton of Hydra brainwashing and memory loss. But just the idea of him murdering Tony’s parents without even knowing is unimaginable and it hurts my heart. Fuck you Marvel and all your damn feels. 

Not just murdering Tony’s parents, but murdering a man Bucky no doubt knew personally and might have considered a friend, murdering someone who helped Steve rescue him from the HYDRA base and who we can be 99.99999% sure Bucky himself would not have wanted to kill.  

I didn’t catch this and now everything hurts.

when i said “The MCU is beautiful and nothing hurts” what I meant was “everything hurts forever goodbye”

I love it. Because with the popular “Tony hacked SHIELD and all that info is waiting for him” post going around, imagine when Tony digs it up and finds out the guy who Steve’s chasing around killed his dad. Imagine him cobbling together a slapdash suit without Pepper noticing and jetting to where Bucky is, and being ready to blow him up without him even realizing Tony’s there, only to stop.

Because the man down there doesn’t look like a remorseless trained killer. He’s dirty and he’s thin and he’s sleeping on a park bench. The cybernetic arm he’s got doesn’t work right. The fingers are awkwardly curled where the servomotors have run down. The knuckles on his flesh and blood hand are bruised and scraped from where he had to fight off a couple of drug addicts wanting to roll a homeless guy for spare change.

And Tony would lower the repulsors and pick up his phone and call Steve. And leave before he got there.

Pepper would find him in the morning with a smashed up set of armor and a bottle of scotch and an old album. Drunk and crying.

Tony thinks long and hard before he puts on the suit again.

HATEPIG WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I FUCKING IMAGINED THAT LAST PARAGRAPH AND I CRIED I REALLY CRIED AND I HAVE FINALS IN TWO WEEKS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SAD SHIT AND HOMELESS BUCKY FUCK EVERYTHING

THAT’S IT. I’M DONE

(Source: jason-tcdd)

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connected-to-harley:

Can you imagine if Pepper and Tony were to ever have kids that in the delivery room the nurse would try to hand Tony the baby and he’d just look at it like

i don’t like to be handed things

(via purplecladarcher)

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mastermarksman:

Sometimes you gotta run before you can walk.

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okay you know what i really need in my life is school captain steve rogers trying so hard to plan the perfect prom (because, well, bucky. maybe bucky’s been away…overseas. Russia with his uncle, something like that…but he’s finally transferred back and this is his last year—THEIR last year—and steve is going to make this a freakin night to remember if it kills him, damn it).

so then we have tony, who does nothing but troll steve the entire time, leaving endless “suggestions” in the prom committee’s suggestion box and taking up more of steve’s time than he has to give right now. meanwhile, clint and tasha are too busy trying to win some kind of stupid bet to even pretend to help him out (steve’s not sure what the terms of the bet are but he’s definitely sure he doesn’t want to know) and bruce… well he’s got his own shit going on which is fine, steve knows how he gets sometimes. he said he’d be there to help lift furniture and hook up speakers or whatever, which is more than steve can say for the rest of the so-called “planning committee”, so bruce at least stays off of his shit-list.

eventually things start falling apart around his ears, because of course they do. it’s the decorations first— all that crepe paper and glitter that steve had to spend an hour glaring at in the party store, trying to figure out the difference between cornflower and cobalt, it’s all sitting at his feet in a giant congealed blob because thor was supposed to drop it off at the gym but he got distracted when he noticed some of the science-y kids having some kind of shouting match and ended up leaving the decorations box next to the vending machine outside so he could go break up the fight (even though it turned out not to be a fight, just some kids getting super excited about quantum physics or something) which means the box was left outside overnight and of course it poured down rain all over everything. now steve’s left with what is basically a giant cornflower blue (or was it cobalt?) spitball.

somehow though— by the time he tracks down thor and his new science buddies and gets the keys to the gym back from him— the room he finds himself standing in after he’s unlocked the doors looks absolutely nothing like the sweat-stained, scuff-marked gymnasium they have practice in every monday, wednesday and friday afternoon. the whole room is drowning in streamers and…god, are those disco balls? there’s…really a lot of gold. also red, but the gold is blinding. clint won’t be happy, but he’s got detention with coulson for the rest of the week leading up to prom so chances are he’ll be banned from showing up anyway. steve’s got to admit, it’s a hell of a job. he’s impressed. he only wishes the moment could last a little longer but instead he gets tony effing stark creeper-ing up behind him, peering over his shoulder at the box of soggy ribbons steve’s still holding in his arms. there’s a smirk on tony’s face about ten feet wide and steve just knows he’s about to say something clever. steve cuts him off before he can start, dropping the box at tony’s feet with a wet thwump and a glare.

steve just really doesn’t have time for this, okay? he has a prom to plan.

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nudityandnerdery:

saxifraga-x-urbium:

theoppositeoflamp:

frightfullytreeish:

man-thing:



DOCTOR STARK WAS SO ANNOYED HE WENT AND GOT FOUR MORE


#HAHAHAHAHAHAHA #OH TONY #I mean presumably this is just writer inconsistency #but I like to imagine tony stark is the kinda guy who gets doctorates out of spite #HE HAS A DOCTORATE IN SHUT UP STEVE #PHD IN PETER PARKER YOU AREN’T AS FUNNY AS YOU THINK YOU ARE
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I just imagine him yelling at the TV like
"thanks to new developments from Stark Industries, personally researched by Tony Stark—"
"DOCTOR Tony Stark!"

"There should be a doctor in there somewhere."I imagine he’s also tried to get at least one of these doctorates awarded to Doctor Iron Man.

nudityandnerdery:

saxifraga-x-urbium:

theoppositeoflamp:

frightfullytreeish:

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DOCTOR STARK WAS SO ANNOYED HE WENT AND GOT FOUR MORE

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I just imagine him yelling at the TV like

"thanks to new developments from Stark Industries, personally researched by Tony Stark—"

"DOCTOR Tony Stark!"

"There should be a doctor in there somewhere."

I imagine he’s also tried to get at least one of these doctorates awarded to Doctor Iron Man.

(via abuseofreason)

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AU MEMEpre-Iron Man body swap

"That’s it, Tony! The goatee is coming off!"
"Nooo, Pep! I swear, I won’t do anything else!"
"On top of all the partying you’ve been doing, you had a threesome with two strippers and everyone thinks it was me! My mom left me a horrified voicemail! This is it! Bye bye goatee!”

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War Machine rocks, with an “X”, all caps.

(Source: olovon, via greenteaduck)

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laireshi:

So… The thing is not even how Tony calls Steve. The thing is that it’s Steve who replies without thinking or blinking at the name. Like he’s used to it. I wonder why.

laireshi:

So… The thing is not even how Tony calls Steve. The thing is that it’s Steve who replies without thinking or blinking at the name. Like he’s used to it. I wonder why.

(via word-smith)

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