Tag: captain america

kath-ballantyne:

actualmenacebuckybarnes:

biochip:

#possibly the worst photoset in existence 

man, all you gotta do is to imagine steve doing all of these post-cap2:

1. pressed shoulder to shoulder with bucky on the couch, watching their old war tapes, ha you looked like such a weiner with your hair like that

2. getting calls from natasha!! all hours of the night and day. steve’ll be jogging or something and his cell will buzz and it’ll be from an unlisted number, hey what is your opinion on [deep philosophical/moral/political issue] and also rhodey wants your rsvp for the batchelor party, he knows you’ve been avoiding him and wants you to know that despite what tony says there’s NOT going to be strippers.

she also gives him rides to and from visiting peggy. on the drives back she plays harry james and lets steve be silent and nostalgic, looking out the window

3. sam loves open-air cafes, loves any excuse to eat outside. every sunday, he and steve will pick a new one to brunch in, obstinately to round out steve’s 21st century culinary education, but mostly so that sam can update his not-so-secret foodie blog. as they sip their coffee after the meal, steve brings out a small sketchpad and draws buildings, people, and a lot of sam’s face as he hunches over his laptop, muttering about the consistency of chocolate mousse.

4. bucky’s crammed into that seat by the window, leaning into steve’s space as he hotly debates the artistic merits of inception versus early hitchcock films with natasha, who’s sitting in the perpendicular seat. it’s dissolved into russian and steve’s worried that they’re either conspiring to kill someone or go halfsies on a wedding present for tony & pepper without cutting steve in like they promised. sam’s hanging onto the rail by steve’s shoulder, scrolling through imgur on this phone. occasionally he’ll shove it in steve’s face and 9/10 times it’ll be a picture of some kid dressed up like captain america. or falcon. steve can’t help but smile, soft and ridiculous, every single time.

(they’re going out drinking, they’re going home to crash, they’re going to kill a man. doesn’t matter. they’re young-ish adults in the city that never sleeps. they’ll figure it out.)

It helps, it really helps

Headwings

scifigrl47:

copperbadge:

So, the other night I shared the picture of Steve where he not only put his bandages over his uniform, he poked holes in them for his wings to stick out:

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[From Avengers #45, 2001, try to ignore that he’s also riding a hovering wheelchair.]

And someone remarked that maybe they were actually attached to his skull, which given this x-ray image of him talking on the phone, would not actually be that implausible: 

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[From Captain America #308, 1985.]

I remarked that they could be like Namor’s ankle wings. I don’t think Namor’s ankle wings actually give him enough lift to fly, but they’re more like, semiotic indicators that he CAN fly, or little steering wings, or something. 

Anyway the upshot was that if the wings on Steve’s Captain America uniform were actually wings that he had growing out of his skull, and he just kept them folded up under his ‘do most of the time, maybe it was because some of Namor’s blood instead of Wolverine’s was used in making the Serum. Which would mean Steve could theoretically fly. 

I like the idea that Steve could fly but didn’t tell anyone, because when he does his little headwings flap frantically and it just looks silly. 

Sam it’s a little early in the day for you to be this drunk.

A LITTLE EARLY FOR DRUNKEN RAMBLINGS. 8)