#captain-s-rogers

[petite-madame]

You should see the other guy (Steve Rogers) - (2024)

More Steve Rogers art in about a month away, for his birthday! 💗

[thwackk]

REAAAGHHHHHH‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[vertigoartgore]

1980's Captain America Vol.1 #250 cover by John Byrne, Joe Rubinstein & Irv Watanabe.

[pzyii]

Big fan of catws, big fan of Natasha romanoff

[marvelwizardz]

[t0omanyfandoms]

Can we all just take a moment to appreciate 1940's Bucky barnes

He has me in a fucking chokehold

He's so fucking adorableeeeee

James Buchanan Barnes

Fucking love Buckyyy

Like look at himmmmm

Look at that precious smileeee

I wanna hug himmmmmm

[sarahowritesostucky]

The fic: "Captain Daddy" x "Little Shit"

An Avengers AU, where team leader Captain Daddy Steve Rogers doms the f*ck out of Little Shit Johnny Storm, because that kid has had superpowers for two minutes and thinks he's the shit and runs the show, but he's actually a hot mess putting everyone in danger and causing problems on a regular basis, and he needs to be put. in. his. place.

And ... go!

[sailor-iris]

Captain America (2022) #1

Art by: Mattia de Iulis

[spider-mandaily]

Another sneak peek here!

Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man #1 prequel comic is officially out now, guys! Go check it out!

[marvel-lous-guy]

Tony: I don't have favourites!

Clint: How come Spiderkid has an allowance then?

Sam: Hey! How come I don't get an allowance!?

Bucky: Because you get paid to do this birdbrain, you don't need allowance

Scott: I don't get paid, how come I don't get allowance?

Nat: Are you even an Avenger?

Steve: Peter gets allowance!? I have to pay rent to stay here!

Tony: thats because I don't like you

Bucky: Hey, I also have to pay to be here, does anyone else pay?

Tony: thats a swear jar. There's a difference

[golden-ariess]

Help ✨

I've been gone for so long I've missed so many good fics! Any MCU AU or other characters from actors in the MCU (Steve, Andy, Ari, Bucky, Sy dark or non dark fics!)

Please recommend some of your favorite works you've read!

Or tag one of your favorite writers!!

[urdepressedslut]

The Girl and Her Golden Boys

⇨ Chapter Two: Don’t Leave

♡ Pairing: 40’s!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader, 40’s!Platonic!Pre-Serum!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

♡ Chapter Summary: You three hangout, eating candy. Going to the diner. The day going well, until Steve insists he should join the war.

♡ Chapter Warnings: fluff, mentions of parent issues, angst, self hate, hints to passive suicidal thoughts

It had been a couple days since the funeral, you Steve and Bucky had been inseparable. You stayed with each other all day, and spent the nights together. It was starting to feel like old times, and the three of you welcomed the nostalgic feeling.

“I wonder what the future is gonna be like.” You asked out loud, popping some jellybeans in your mouth.

You were sitting on the apartment stairs, Bucky next to you stealing your jellybeans, while Steve was busy sketching a woman sitting down below.

“Flying cars.” Bucky thought, reaching over and grabbing a handful of candy.

“Flying people probably.” You wondered.

“I bet we will be mind controlled.” Steve mumbled to himself, although you and Bucky could hear.

“Mind controlled? That sounds a little ridiculous punk.” Bucky told Steve, laughing at the goofiness of the thought.

“I bet there will be movi—” You stopped and slapped Bucky’s hand away.

“Hey! What was that for?” Bucky whined, trying to reach for the candy.

“You’re eating all my jellybeans.” You told him, trying not to fall for his puppy eyes.

“Whatever you little brat.” He joked, nudging you in the side, making you giggle.

“Stevieeeee, are you done yet?” You whined dramatically, earning an eye roll from Steve.

“No. Now quiet. Let me focus.” He muttered, smudging some harsh lines with his finger.

“Yeah (Y/n) shush, and gimme some jellybeans.” Bucky teased, reaching for the bag only to grab air when you moved it away from him.

It was little moments like this, the three of you stuck in your own little world. It felt like nothing could ruin this moment.

Bucky’s face grew slightly serious, but still keeping a lighthearted tone to his voice.

“How are you and your dad? I meant to ask earlier but, didn’t seem like the right time.” He told you, his head motioning to Steve behind him.

Your face dropped the slightest bit, and of course Bucky had noticed. It didn’t always used to be a sensitive topic, but since the funeral. Grieving Sarah Rogers, it brought up feelings you had suppressed since your own Mother’s passing.

“It’s complicated.” You muttered, digging around the jellybeans for a cherry red one.

Bucky nudged your side playfully.

“Come on, give me more than that.” He pried.

“Fine. We don’t talk much. When we do talk, it’s a couple words here and there, but I don’t remember the last time I had a conversation with him longer than two minutes.” You told him, huffing in frustration.

“I’m sure it has nothing to do with you, just dealing in his own way.” Bucky hesitated, not thinking it was appropriate for him to assume.

“I don’t know, he acts like he hates me. Maybe he does.” You said sadly, and this comment got Steve’s attention.

“Okay you’re annoying most of the time, but I don’t think he hates you. Like Buck said, just give him time.” Steve explained, glancing up from his sketch to glance below the ledge.

You rolled your eyes, hating when the boys would gang up on you.

“Thanks Steve.” You replied sarcastically, earning a chuckle from Bucky, feeling him wrap an arm around your shoulders pulling you into his side.

“Stevie doesn’t mean it Doll, he’s just jealous that you’re more fun to hang out with.” Bucky whispered, but Steve could easily hear it. Gently kicking Bucky in the back.

“You little punk, what was that for?” Bucky whined, glaring back at Steve.

Steve rolled his eyes, focusing back on his sketch.

“Anyway,” He faced you again, “He doesn’t hate you, it may feel like that but… There’s no way he could hate you.”

You smiled at him, appreciating his comforting words. Bucky was so good at calming you down.

“You’re only saying that to make me feel better.” You told him, popping another few jellybeans.

“Is it working?” Bucky leaned into you playfully.

“Maybe.” You mumbled, earning a chuckle from Bucky.

He looped his arm back around your shoulders pulling you into his side. The warmth from his body melting into yours, you felt so safe in his hold.

Suddenly someone shouting about joining the army had gotten everyone’s attention. Especially Steve, he wasn’t even done with his drawing, but had shut his sketchpad immediately.

You and Bucky jumped from the intense clap from the sketchpad closing. both turning to catch Steve’s interested expression.

Bucky seemed uncomfortable with how drawn Steve was by all the shouts, and quickly changed the subject.

“How about we head to Lori’s Diner. As great as your jellybeans are— I need some real food.” Bucky came up with, resting his head against the side of yours.

Butterflies instinctively fluttered around your stomach, causing a deep crimson to appear on your cheeks.

“I’m offended, my jellybeans are superior.” You announced dramatically, hugging the bag protectively.

“More superior than Lori’s chocolate chip pancakes?” Bucky teased, watching your eyes dilate, your tongue poking out to lick your lips.

He didn’t mean to, but he let his eyes stay on your lips for a little longer than he should’ve.

“That does sound really good.” Steve announced from behind, squeezing his way in between you and Bucky.

Steve sat down, sandwiching himself in between the two of you, all three of you chuckling at the close proximity.

“Lori’s diner it is then.” Bucky spoke, playfully slapping Steve’s back.

~

It had truly felt like old times, the three of you younger— having food fights in this very diner. It was a rush of nostalgia that everyone seemed to need.

You used to ramble on and on about working for Lori one day, wanting to be a waitress.

Lori was a well respected woman, she knew how to run a diner that’s for sure. Everyone within the area knew of her. She greeted and treated every guest like they were an old friend. It was a family environment, a place you go if you started to feel disconnected from your roots.

Although she wasn’t around anymore, her legacy lived on. Her family continuing to care for the diner, honoring her life’s work.

A chocolate chip was pelted at your face, making you flinch in surprise.

“What ya thinking about that’s got you so spacey.” Steve pointed out.

You rolled your eyes, digging your fork into your own pancakes.

“I’m not spacey.”

“Yeah you are.” Steve argued.

You glanced up, glaring at Steve’s know-it-all expression.

“Are you always this annoying?” You sassed.

“Are you always this spacey?” He shot back, smirking when he saw your jaw twitch.

“Alright,” Bucky announced to the two of you, “Next person that says spacey is getting slapped.”

You and Steve immediately backed away from each others throats. It wasn’t uncommon for these petty fights to occur, it was more of a sibling fight then anything. You and Steve never took anything personally, instead just jabbing at each other.

Bucky took another bite of his pancake in triumph, always being the middle guy— stopping the bickering between the two of you.

Steve’s sudden interest out the window had both of yours attention. He was peering out, focusing on another shouting male, going on about joining the war.

You furrowed your brows, watching Steve get so enticed by the man outside. You knew what he was going on about, having passed multiple other shouting men in the streets. You couldn’t stomach the idea of Steve joining the war— being in danger.

“Will you stop.” You spoke out to Steve, gaining his attention with how gentle you spoke the words. Your tone desperate.

He furrowed his brows, shaking his head dismissively— attempting to focus back on his food.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He muttered, avoiding eye contact.

Bucky huffed heavily, rubbing your back soothingly. Knowing exactly what you were inferring.

“Steve just don’t.” You pleaded.

“Why? I wanna fight for our country. I wanna do good.” He argued, keeping his voice at a respectable level.

“You could die, it’s dangerous.” You stated bluntly.

Steve glanced up at those words, looking back and fourth from you to Bucky. He shrugged his shoulders.

“So?” Steve whispered.

His words broke your heart. The way he cared so little about himself and his safety. You hated that he felt like that, but he wasn’t allowed to leave you too. Bucky seemed just as shocked, but kept his reaction hidden.

“I care— we care if you died. Just quit thinking about joining so badly. I know it’s what you want to do but… You can’t leave us. You can’t leave me.” You begged, but you knew it was unfair for you to ask him such a thing.

“Let’s just talk about this later, okay?” Bucky asked both of you. He would rather not ever talk about it again, but he just wanted to enjoy his food with his friends.

“Yeah sure.” Steve agreed monotonously.

Meanwhile you stared down at your plate, wishing you could disappear from Bucky and Steve’s stares. You were selfish in the way you didn’t want to let Steve go— same with Bucky. But you just couldn’t lose somebody else. You didn’t have anymore room for the pain.

A/N: a lot of this series will be domestic stuff 💗

TAGLIST: @i-l-y-3000

[vertigoartgore]

The First Beatle Meets the First Avenger by Andrew Robinson (author of The Fifth Beatle graphic novel).

[illuminated-in-darkness]

Eleanor Dies Black Sails Musical Parallels | XXXIV.

I spent a year rewatching Black Sails and tracking all the bits of music that repeated at any point during the show, and my findings are reinforcing that Bear McCreary is a genius and this show should have been called 'parallels that will kill you over and over again'* (tag | chronological)

[thereadingfangirl]

𝟏𝟗𝟑𝟎'𝐬/𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎'𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐔 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Memorable Day by @daydreaming-away-reality