#Super Soldiers

[denebolablack]

Tony: *To Bucky* You cannot shoot every single person I've dated that you don't like!

Bucky: *Raises an eyebrow*

Tony: Okay, you technically can, but you shouldn't. Come on, Steve! Help me out here!

Steve: *Amused* Idk babe, you always tell him to use his free will, and that's exactly what he is doing.

Tony: *Frustrated* I'm so done with both of you, absolutely done.

Bucky: Don't say that doll *Pushes the genius into his lap* I'll behave if you spend some quality time with us, ¿hm?

Tony: *Squints* I feel like I'm being blackmailed but I'll allow it just because you're hot.

Steve: *Hugs the pair of brunettes* Oh so you are with us just because we're hot?

Tony: Right now? Yes. Now shut up and kiss me cuz I'm still mad at you.

[logansgaar]

Just thought of a fic/au idea, what if the older versions of the serum that still use radiation have made Steve and Bucky radioactive the same way Bruce and Peter are. Fine in small doses but their exposed blood isn't safe and neither is spending significant lengths of time in their close company

Peggy in Steve's new timeline died like thirty years earlier like MJ in Reign

Newer super soldiers like Walker, the other WS and maybe even as far back as Isaiah and Alexei that were created using newer serums intravenously that didn't require any form of radiation are fine, it's just Steve, Bucky and Bruce (and Peter, not a super soldier but he's still emits radiation) setting off the Geiger counter.

[navybrat817]

I have a thought and no one else to bring it to. The serum enhanced senses, right?

So. Do you think that includes touch? Because we all know it enhanced stamina, but does that mean marathon, or does that mean successive sprints?

I'm gonna go bury myself in a pit now

These are the things we love to think about, nonnie! Come out of the pit!

I had this little thot here with Steve where he can sometimes be extra sensitive thanks to the serum. Quick rebound rate. And I could I see both with both men. Marathon sex or lots of quick sprints. I think time apart and seeing you again, you can expect to be in bed all day. Maybe part of the next day, too.

And the best aftercare because that is important.

Love and thanks! ❤️

[darkangel1791]

Sebastian Stan performing "Highway", number 84 in the project "100 Monologues" by Eric Bogosian

[ilovemosss]

i feel like when super serum enhances whoever gets it. it also enhances The Stupid. like however dumb the subject is before the dumb gets multiplied. this is true of even the most technically intelligant individuals

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

G-Jitsu! The G stands for Gangster! I would die for this character...

Also sweet Count Dante reference... we used to get ads for that guy all the time back in the 60s.

[akariamai]

Familiar [Part 1]

Part 2, Part 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x immortal!reader

Word Count: 1238

You watched the world you’d always known become public knowledge. It was laughable in which the US government feeds their citizens lies, lies that the enhanced individuals are a new construct, lies that they only started to appear in the age of heroes. Enhanced individuals have always existed. They always walked among the non enhanced. The only difference is more dangers have bubbled onto the surface and now they’re trying to save face.

Steve Rogers might’ve been the world’s first superhero but he was not the first enhanced individual. He was made into one and celebrated for it. Acting as a poster boy for the US government to recruit young men with a romanticized version of war. Those who were born enhanced were often murdered, caught, or experimented on. The history of the lost to never see a glimpse of light.

You had known Steve once upon a time. Your paths crossed whenever you found yourself in New York. You heard him getting beat up in the alley next to the theater being saved by his friend, Bucky Barnes. It was a rather lackluster moment and you had no idea how important to history they both would become. He was but a boy back then, wanting to be a hero but limited by his body. 

Throughout years of torture and experiments by the government, you readily escaped and made a life for yourself. Hidden away from the government and living in isolation. At times, you would gather enough courage to leave your safe haven and explore the ever changing world around you.

Money makes the world go round and round. At least, that’s what those in control want the population to comprehend and accept. You had seen the value of money diminish and the cost of necessities increase unjustifiably. The concept itself is of greed as no person should have to justify their worth with the amount of cash in your bank. You had lived through the rise and fall of empires, the extinction of a plethora of animals and insects, and witnessed the destruction in the wake of greed for money.

As money had never been an issue for you, you’d donate religiously to charities in feeding and sheltering the homeless in various parts of the world, created multiple scholarships for students to get free-rides to their dream schools, funded research centers and other organizations. You had far too much money for just an individual.

Once you explored the world for what it had to offer, you became bored. Traveling was once exciting but the thrill dissipated. You now occupy your time reading books, mindlessly scrolling on social media, watching television, and other niche hobbies. You had so much time to do everything you’d ever wanted and search for the answers to questions that remained unanswered.

You found yourself in a decent routine to keep yourself from going insane. It might’ve been considered boring to the average person but you had done so much in your life, any downtime was welcomed with open arms and a bottle of whiskey.

“Do you think they’re here?” Hushed voices whispered in the distance. The forest creatures that usually surround your home remain quiet, not knowing what to think about the strangers walking through their forest. They had become familiar to you but were still wary of humans.

“Well-kept house in the middle of nowhere and Red Wing picking up one heat signature would suggest so.” It was another voice. A voice you knew you heard before. It was a voice from the TV. You’d realized the voice belonged to Sam Wilson, an apparent pararescue who fought with the Avengers to save the world. You didn’t know if he was considered to be an Avenger though. After the whole debacle with the Sokovia Accords, the breaking up of the Avengers, and the fight with Thanos, the question of the status of the group has been unclear.

“You’d think they know we’re here?” The voices became louder as they inched closer to her safe haven. You wanted them out. To leave you alone with your thoughts. You didn’t want strangers to mess up what you had built for yourself. They needed to leave.

You recognized the other voice as well. It belonged to an old acquaintance. He flirted with you after he saved his friend, Steve, from being beaten in an alleyway. It seemed like such a natural occurrence but hearing him now was a bit surreal. He probably wouldn’t recognize you after all he’s been through. You remember when he was falsely blamed for the bombing of the Vienna Bombing. Sloppy work for someone’s who’s identity remained hidden for so long, only whispers of the nickname Hydra had given him. Idiots. You thought bitterly. Bucky was such a kind man turned into a mindless weapon. You wished he would have lived a long and beautiful life without the violence or suffering that he so rightfully deserves.

He sighed, annoyed by the questions, “Yes. They’re probably aware of our presence. [Reader] we know you're in there. We just want to talk.” You didn’t listen. You couldn’t move. No one was supposed to know your name. You’d messed up sometime during the rise of technology, you assumed. It was easier to go under the radar before technology developed and expanded to the point where your face could be caught on camera. 

Your mind began to race as they made it to your porch and knocked gently. You couldn’t outrun a supersoldier. Your powers only consisted of immortality which you found to be rather lonely and painful. You slowly crept to the door, your arm uncontrollably shaking as you reached to open it. You were opening the door of uncertainty and allowing the outside world to enter. “What do you want?” It was the question that echoed underneath your breath.

Sam gave you a gentle simple, “I’m Sam Wilson and this is my associate Bucky Barnes.” He gestured to his companion. “We don’t mean to intrude but we have a couple of questions only you would be able to answer.” Bucky stared long and hard at your face. His eyebrows scrunching together as he tried to pinpoint why you were so familiar. “We have evidence to suggest that the soldier serum was recreated. Since you have been alive for a decent amount of time, have you heard of anything that’ll be able to help us?”

Of course you had heard of multiple instances of scientists, from all around the world, desperately searching for the answer to recreate the super soldier serum. Many had failed leaving a trail of dead bodies of unwilling victims.

“You should check with your own government.” You bluntly replied. The American government had tried to keep the experiments of their own soldiers a secret but people talk. Guilt overcomes silence. While the media caught smoke of what happened behind closed doors, drunken secrets were spilled for all to listen and you listened. “I know they tried… relentlessly.”

“You look familiar.” Bucky’s voice rang, catching the attention of both Sam and you. 

Sam gave him a questioning look before observing your reaction. It was neutral. No confusion or alarm emerged in your facial expression. You look straight into Bucky’s eyes, seeing the window of his broken soul trying to mend itself piece by piece, “I’m pretty sure we've never met.” The lie slipped so smoothly that neither of them caught it.

Masterlist

[coolcomicbookcovers]

[youtwitinmyface]

PROPHET/CHAPEL: SUPER SOLDIERS

Written by Brian Witten and Robert Loren Fleming Drawn by Mark Pajarillo Published by Image Comics

It turns out THAT Brian Witten wasn’t done with Chapel just yet. In May 1996, just a month after Chapel #7, this two-part miniseries was published, teaming up Chapel with another Rob Liefeld character,  John Prophet, a surgically enhanced superhuman with deep Christian values. So there’s a Japanese terrorist known as Hayakama, he has a hidden fortress with a legion of devoted cult members called The Singleminded. He’s responsible for some kind of nerve gas attack, and so the U.S. Government sends in a squad of special forces soldiers to take him out. But when the soldiers arrive they’re ambushed and killed by a bunch of ninjas. So Bill Clinton then calls in “Agents Alpha and Bravo” to go in to take out Hayakama. Those agents are actually Prophet and Chapel. At least it makes sense that Chapel is called in, with his history working for the government, but this has never been a role Prophet has been shown to have. It’s not explained how these two came to be called, but it’s the first time they’ve worked on a mission together, and Prophet is uncomfortable due to Chapel’s history as a demon in Hell. In any case, they arrive in Japan and make their way to Hayakama’s fortress but are ambushed by 24 soldiers. A gunfight ensues, and although each sustains some wounds Prophet and Chapel kill them all. But as they finally get to the fortress, they’re attacked by the ninjas.

The second issue, which came out a month later, is even more action-packed than the first one. Ninjas, Samurais, helicopter fights and lots of lots of blood until the final confrontation Hayakama. There’s not much to spoil here, you should know that Prophet and Chapel are going to win, the fun is in seeing all the shit they get into before that happens. And they end with a grudging respect for each other.

This isn’t meant to be anything deep, just a fun little action story, and on that level, it works. Although I wasn't happy overall with the way Brian Witten wrote the Chapel ongoing series, this series makes me wonder if it would have gotten better if he'd been able to continue on it longer? Or maybe the improves are due to the co-writer, Robert Loren Fleming? Who knows? With the PROPHET movie in development, it may be a good idea for fans to track down this series now. Just sayin'... PROPHET/CHAPEL: SUPER SOLDIERS

[logansgaar]

!!! Yess!!

Reminds me of this scene

Super Soldiers are way more sensitive to sensory weapons like Ultron's shriek or Tony's sonic attack and flash bang (see the people behind unaffected by the bright flash) than baseline humans and I just really enjoy the consistency with that, particularly that the sensory attacks in Tony's glove are what affects the Winter Soldier most out of any weapons used against him.

It's something I feel like TFATWS series was really missing and could've really benefitted from including, since they had baseline human Sam up against super soldiers it would've been cool to see Sam utilizing sensory weapons to give him the edge over them all (even a dang stink bomb would've been pretty potent for them); like the sirens used against Supes in The Boys.

Props to Chris’ acting!

Everything was enhanced by the serum, including Steve’s hearing - Steve’s reaction is the most visceral of all the characters’ to the Ultron shriek. This always pains me.

[stevefightmerogerss]

[yetanothercomicbook]

Showdown

Super Soldiers #5

More of the same.

Final showdown with the bad guys.

The scene with Dalton using his psychic powers to hack into the computer is ridiculous but this is mostly an okay comic. The series has found its groove: a basic story and lots of gun violence. It is what it is. And it's certainly an enjoyable read.

6/10

[logansgaar]

just curious why does everyone assume Bucky's serum (and also all the other serums) was inferior to Steve's? There's not any evidence to suggest this, aside from Erskine obviously not being the one to administer it. We don't know anything about what exactly is in Bucky, not for certain (we don't even technically know for certain if he had a serum at all it could come from something else Zola did, except maybe word of god) we can only make educated guesses that it's derived from Schmidt's blood, which is I think the same serum as Steve, Schmidt was just the wrong man.

The perfect serum would entirely depend on what you're after and there was a reason Erskine was after a Good Man for the soldier since who the person is that's taking the serum impacts massively on the end result. Most of the language used to describe Steve's serum relies on the context that "perfected" means the ideal soldier, not the strongest/quickest/sharpest sense etc.

I've always interpreted it that Steve is the ideal soldier, he's the right balance, even if he's not necessarily the strongest (Banner would be that, but just look at the Hulk, not exactly the goal) nor has the quickest reflexes (I'd argue this is Bucky, his reaction times seem quicker than most and he disappears from under Steve and other enhanced people's noses constantly). He's undeniably the Ideal, the best all rounder with minimal impact on his psyche, but I don't think that means the other serums (which there seems to be five variations that have created 'successful' ie surviving soldiers) are weaker.

They are probably "weaker" in the sense that they're not producing all rounders like Steve, but again it hinges entirely on what you're after, if you're after the strongest then you get the Hulk, but if you're after the best senses like sight, smell, hearing etc. you might get another variation coming out on top.

The serums are just like any other tools, the best is defined by what you need it for.

[korraofthereef]

Bro kept talking about how the 6 other super soldiers were the strongest people to ever exist (stronger than him) but he literally just takes one down using one fist and 3 hits

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

Steve really can just come in and give a speech and I'll be like "damn you right..."