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starsxchains · 5 months

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@kissedbymischief sent -> “Are you threatening me?” [From Here]

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“Threatening?” Steve shook his head, “No, I’m not threatening anyone.”

He grinned, “I’m promising.”

#v: avengers assemble #<But he’s already taken position of *Real* Steve>#I should probably rewatch Avengers 1 #(idk I hope this works) lol #(lmk if not 💜💜)#[kissedbymischief]

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invncibleiron · 8 months

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@bokketo is about to get all the starters (Rhodey)

Tony had been laying in bed for close to an hour, memorizing a shadow on the ceiling, before he finally gave in to the truth that he would not be sleeping tonight. He got up carefully, aware of the squeaking of the bed and of the floor under his feet as he patted down the hall toward Rhodey's room. Tony was thirty-five years old, but he felt like a child sneaking out after curfew; Mrs. Rhodes always had a way of making him feel that way. In fact, Tony wasn't sure he'd ever felt the way he did in the Rhodes' home--like he was someone that needed caring for, someone worth worrying over.

It was irresponsible to be here, reckless even. The short way of putting it was that Tony's life had become a bit of a mess: an ex employee had stolen a handful of Tony's personal designs and used them to wreak havoc overseas, and though Tony had tracked him down and gotten back every last lug nut, his company's stocks had plummeted and the board of investors was coming for his blood. Then there was the little fact that he'd fallen off the wagon and been photographed by paparazzi leaving a bar, that he'd publicly been dumped by Janet Van Dyne just days after, that the VR world he'd tried to make as entertainment had--like so many things he'd made--been weaponized, and now Tony was facing more lawsuits than he could name.

Falling off the radar for a bit had seemed like a good idea, but he never should have let Rhodey talk him into coming here. No paparazzi had followed him yet, but what if they did? What if they came knocking down Mrs. Rhodes' door just because she'd made the damning mistake of taking pity on him?

Tony pushed open Rhodey's bedroom door quietly. "You awake?" he whispered. God, he hoped he was awake.

#bokketo #v: avengers assemble #let me know if you want me to change anything!#alcoholism tw #[queue] i will explain it when we get back; i will draw pictures; i will use puppets

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inkdreamt · 2 years

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@americashielded rolled the Muse Roulette and got Daisy Johnson!

Daisy was... well, let’s be honest here, she was thoroughly enjoying being part of a new team. As much as she missed Coulson, she understood his desire to continue to let the world think he was dead. Although, she would be sure to make sure to get Captain America’s autograph for him if she had the chance. So his question on how SHIELD was still around do more recruitments for the Avengers made sense. “You know how HYDRA always says that they grow another two heads when you cut off one? SHIELD’s the same way. Imagine my surprise when Fury asked me to try some of the spotlight stuff with you all. I know I’m good, but I doubt I’m Avenger’s-level.” Although she was sure Coulson would argue she was, and since he picked all the original members of the team, perhaps she should listen to him.

#americashielded #muse: daisy #v: avengers assemble #oh look i just made a verse for this in particular!#don't bother looking for it on her page because it's not here #but i like the idea of her joining the avengers once she leaves SHIELD for any length of time

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biitchcakes · 11 months

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@gammaragee liked ♡ for a starter !

〝 So, I've been thinking,〞 incredibly dangerous words coming from Jessica Drew. 〝 Remember when we ― you ― made that bet with Tony, ended with you two taking a stroll to the Baxter Building in your birthday suits ? 〞She fondly recalled, a mischievous smile on her lips. 〝 Well, when we were up in those mountains, you kept me warm just by putting your hand on my face. Is that something only the Big Guy can do, or can Dr. Banner do that, too ? 〞Jess leaned in from the side, her grin morphing into one more toothy.

She was here to tease him. And it was her favourite pastime, after all.

#we mentioned it and now i am gripped by avengers assembled 2012 again #she orders him ice cream overnight pls #gammaragee #( v. main. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕⌟

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sonic-spade · 2 years

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God I hate this version of Marvels thunderbolts. A shitty shameless copycat of the suicide squad stealing the name of a much more interesting and original team that I would kill to see. And the MCU is just digging in deeper by making it a boring version of just evil avengers.

Ugh.

I miss the original thunderbolts, Avengers Assemble stays winning.

#abomination #thunderbolts #yelena black widow #yelena belova #baron zemo #avengers assemble #marvel rant #my bs #sonics bs #suicide squad #song bird marvel #Mach v #marvel comics #mcu

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eloquentreverie · 7 months

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im thinking smutty thoughts abt tipsy lil s.r. after an avengers party (that asgardian mead tho)…needy, affectionate, super sensitive, just can’t keep his hands off you 🤤🤤 maybe a little subby streak showing through when you get home and ride him on the couch 🙈

𝐓𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: steve rogers x female reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After consuming several shots of Asgardian mead, Steve can't keep his hands off of you.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, unprotected p in v sex, steve being a flirty menace ( yes, that's a warning), fluff at the end, little use of y/n

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3k+

a/n: Hey! Thank you so much for requesting this. I've been wanting to write more Steve fics. I hope you like this!

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐀𝐎𝟑

Laughter resonated through the air, blending with the clinks of glasses within the walls of The Avenger’s Tower. By tradition, it was Tony Stark who orchestrated these extravagant soirees, yet this time, the honor had befallen Thor. A grand feast adorned the buffet table, showcasing Asgard’s most beloved delicacies, but the centerpiece of it all was an immense pitcher brimming with Asgardian mead.

Remarkably potent, even for a super soldier like him, the alcohol proved to be Bucky’s undoing. After merely three cups, he succumbed to its intoxicating embrace, collapsing right beside Natasha on the couch across from them.

As she surveyed the room, taking in the array of assembled Avengers, Steve’s interjection abruptly interrupted her thoughts.

“Let’s go home, please?” he whispered, his hands roaming over the soft fabric of her dress. Throughout the party, Y/N noticed the mead had affected each person differently. After only two drinks, Steve had become very horny, touching her and kissing her neck.

A small smirk curved on her lips before she turned to face her boyfriend. “Why? I thought you were enjoying the party?” she asked, taking a sip of the mead, allowing the warm sensation to travel down her body as it hit her stomach.

His cheeks heated as his blue eyes stared back at her, and Y/N realized how good he looked in a suit. Even though she did not care for parties or formal affairs, Steve had put much effort into making sure that she looked the part.

Steve’s hand found her waist, bringing her closer to him as he leaned down until their foreheads touched. “We can stay if you’d like.” He whispered, and the smell of liquor on his breath made her smile grow wider.

Her hands traced the outline of the muscles along his chest. She could see how dark the blue irises of his eyes became, dilated by the drink, and she noticed his arousal growing against his slacks.

“Actually,” he said in between kisses on her bare shoulder. “Maybe we should just find a bedroom so I can take you now...”

She chuckled as he nipped lightly at the sensitive flesh beneath her ear, causing a pleasant shudder down her spine. “I think I need to get you home.”

“Sounds great!” He pulled away, grinning from ear-to-ear and placed another kiss upon her lips before guiding her toward the exit with an arm around her waist.

The alcohol had made Steve unusually enthusiastic about leaving the party, especially since this was one of Thor’s infamous shindigs.

However, as soon as they got in the elevator, he found himself pinning her against one of the walls, his tongue hungrily devouring her mouth. It took all of Y/N’s power to pull herself away and push him back.

As soon as the elevator reached the ground floor, he grabbed hold of her arm and began dragging her behind him, practically running toward their car.

“Are you forgetting we still have to drive home?” she joked, giggling softly as their footsteps reverberated off the cement and throughout the parking garage.

She unlocked the vehicle with her key fob and before she could open the door; he turned to kiss her once more. His lips pressed passionately against hers, making her almost forget her purpose. Finally pulling away, she laughed loudly, pushing at his broad chest. “Hop in!”

In response, Steve released a long moan as she pushed him harder until he landed on the passenger side. She quickly went around and jumped into the driver’s seat before buckling herself. But before she even managed to start the car, she felt him run his fingers up her bare leg, starting at the top of her thigh and tracing his way toward the hemline of her panties.

She groaned but not in annoyance, and glanced briefly over to Steve, who sat there patiently smiling mischievously as though he’d already guessed correctly what would happen next.

“Just hurry home, will you?” he teased playfully, removing his hand and placing it on his knee. She shot him a mock glare and placed her foot on the accelerator, driving faster than she usually did, careful to stay within the speed limit.

A few minutes later, he placed his palm atop her knee and slowly trailed his touch upwards, sliding beneath the bottom half of her dress while moving along the skin of her thigh. Immediately, goosebumps rose upon her flesh, and her whole body trembled violently despite the fact he had yet to reach anything remotely dangerous.

Her breathing quickened as her heart rate increased dramatically, and she sucked in a shaky breath when she noticed he still continued traveling upward until, finally, he halted.

She clenched her teeth when he ran two fingers gently over the area where her thighs met her pelvis, right above where she desperately needed friction.

When she refused to react, he chuckled lowly, leaning forward so that his lips hovered near her ear, then nibbled at the outer shell before whispering huskily. "You know, you look so good wearing this outfit, but I can't wait to tear it off."

They stopped at a red light. She looked over at him, shooting him another warning glare. “Steve,” she said between breaths. Then she realized it was pointless because he was clearly enjoying torturing her.

“Yes?” He asked innocently, arching an eyebrow, although she suspected he knew exactly what she was going to say. In response, her entire being shook with arousal once more as she tightened her grip around the steering wheel, willing the damned traffic light to change soon.

When it did, she pressed her foot down firmly, her car racing down the highway. All she wanted to do was make it home, but he made that impossible.

She’d been so busy staring at the road that she didn’t notice how his fingers slid past the silky fabric of her panties and into the drenched valley between her legs until she heard him growl, satisfied.

His fingertip brushed lightly across her slit before he drew them back out and slipped the digit inside of her aching core. She gasped loudly, losing all concentration on the task at hand.

Instead, she focused solely on the feeling of his fingers circling around her entrance, spreading the moisture from her pussy as far as possible and coating every inch of her cunt until everything burned deliciously with need.

Steve’s voice broke the silence once again. “Don’t worry, we’ll be home soon.”

“S-Steve, you’re gonna make me wreck the car,” she whimpered, and she thought to herself, damn the alcohol. He withdrew completely, pressing down on her clitoris hard enough that it caused another wave of intense pleasure to flow through her body.

He remained silent for the rest of the journey back to their apartment. When she finally parked outside of their building, she let out a deep sigh of relief before grabbing hold of the keys and shoving them into her purse.

Her hands shook as she grasped hold of the bag strap and made haste to get out of the vehicle as quickly as she could. As she stepped onto solid ground, he yanked the keys from her hand before locking the car doors.

She spun around to glare at him as he tossed the keys back inside of her bag before throwing it over his shoulder and wrapping an arm tightly around her waist. His other palm grasped firmly onto hers as they hurried up towards the floor of the complex.

Upon reaching their residence, she nearly slammed the door behind them while he leaned against it. She breathed heavily as she watched him remove his suit jacket, folding it neatly before hanging it over the knob of their closet. Then he proceeded to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt, removing his belt before slipping off his shoes.

“Never tease me like that again,” she growled before leaning up and kissing him roughly.

A sly smirk formed on his lips, revealing perfect white teeth. “You loved it, sweetheart, don’t try to lie.”

His words elicited a low moan as she tugged him back down for a searing kiss. Her hands wrapped themselves around his neck and into his hair, tugging harshly as she dragged her nails down his chest. He shivered against her touch as he kissed along the exposed flesh of her throat.

“I need you. Badly.” His hands gripped at her hips as he stumbled back near the couch. With one swift movement, he sat down, pulling her down on his lap and straddling him.

Y/N whimpered into the kiss while wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning closer to his firm muscles. She felt his bulge brush against her inner thigh, sending shivers down her spine as she ground her body against his groin.

A groan escaped from his lips when she began thrusting her pelvis into his abdomen, causing her wetness to spread against the front of his pants, making him groan louder in frustration. Suddenly, he pulled away, holding her at arm’s length.

She immediately whined loudly, feeling deprived, but when he brought a single finger to trace her lips, she ceased protesting. She glanced at him curiously, noting how his pupils dilated with lust as he stared deeply into her eyes.

Slowly, he moved both hands to rest atop either side of her ass before squeezing firmly. When she gasped in surprise, he grinned devilishly.

“I need you.” Steve whispered, hands trailing up her sides as if he was trying to memorize every curve and dip. He leaned in to suck a mark upon her jawline, licking a stripe down her neck that sent chills racing up and down her body.

He hummed softly into her ear, enjoying the reaction he’d gotten, continuing his exploration, mapping out every inch of bare flesh he could reach, savoring every little moan that came tumbling from her mouth. She closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip, unable to stop the moans erupting from deep within her chest.

Her body seemed to respond on autopilot, arching itself against him in desperate desire, silently begging him. She slowly reached down to unzip his slacks, and he moaned appreciatively, leaning back, watching her movements intently.

He smiled up at her, looking much happier than he should considering how much mead he’d ingested. The expression on his face warmed her heart, making butterflies flutter in her stomach, even though she tried not to let them overwhelm her.

She bit her bottom lip softly as she slowly tugged down his pants, leaving only his boxer shorts. His erection was extremely noticeable under the soft fabric, and she couldn’t resist palming him gently through the thin material.

“Please,” He whined into her ear, bucking his hips upward against her hand. His head tilted backward, and he sighed softly as her fingers dipped below his waistband and began stroking his thick cock.

She couldn’t believe how smooth and soft it felt in her hand, and how hard he really was underneath all that silkiness. His tip leaked pre-cum, which coated her fingers.

She wrapped her hand around the base of him, twisting her fist slightly as she pumped up and down. His breathing grew labored and his chest heaved erratically. “Ugh, baby, I can’t- please..” Steve moaned, his fingers gripping the edge of the couch cushions.

With another stroke, his whole body spasmed, and a small cry escaped his parted lips. His eyes squeezed shut as his face scrunched together, appearing strained. It appeared he struggled to hold himself back, yet she felt his muscles flex involuntarily every time she stroked him just right.

After several strokes, she let go entirely, much to his disappointment, and crawled up closer until her knees pressed against his legs, bringing their bodies flush against one another.

He opened his eyes lazily and gazed at her adoringly before leaning up to kiss her passionately, his tongue plunging into her mouth and exploring eagerly. She moaned into his mouth before she pushed her panties to the side, positioning his cock at her entrance.

She sank down until he bottomed out. They moaned simultaneously as he filled her completely, stretching her tight walls with his girth. She braced herself on his chest, giving herself leverage to rock her body back and forth.

He gripped her thighs, helping to keep her steady as she rode him. The sensation of his hands rubbing against her heated skin excited her. Each stroke sent tingles throughout her entire being, making goosebumps erupt across her arms.

Steve didn’t know if it was still the mead coursing through his veins or if it was her, but he needed this. He needed her. He needed more, and more, than he currently had.

His arms wrapped around her waist, holding onto her like he was clinging for dear life, and maybe he was. He pulled her tightly against himself, burying his face in her neck as he thrust upward, pumping furiously into her. He groaned into her neck as he licked and sucked at her skin.

His body trembled, straining, as he fought back the urge to release too early. He clenched his jaw, concentrating solely on pleasing her instead of focusing solely on his own pleasure. He loved hearing the sounds she made, gasping for air, mumbling incoherent things. “Steve, baby. Come in me. I need you to fill me up.”

“Fuck,” Steve groaned, thrusting his cock hard against her cunt. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her down as he pumped frantically into her wet heat, chasing after her orgasm. He felt it building within her as well. He could tell by the way her breath caught in her throat every time he plunged deeply into her pussy.

The way her back arched perfectly when he brushed along her sensitive spot. She whimpered, crying out in ecstasy as her muscles tightened, milking him for everything he could possibly give her.

And finally, when she threw her head back and screamed out his name, he let himself cum deep inside of her. He shuddered violently against her chest, filling her completely. He grunted as he emptied his load, coating her inner walls. After riding out his climax, they both collapsed onto each other.

Her forehead rested upon his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat as he struggled to regain his normal breathing pattern.

She snuggled close, resting her cheek against his strong shoulders as they both basked in their post-orgasm high. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head affectionately.

After a few moments, he spoke, breaking the silence, “I love you.”

The three words held meaning, yet there was something new about them tonight, as if they had transformed somehow, becoming deeper and fuller than they usually did when spoken in everyday conversations.

She lifted her face to look at him, a smile playing across her lips.

He studied her features closely, noticing how hot and sweaty her skin glistened with the aftermath of sex. He admired how beautiful and angelic she appeared lying upon him, looking down at him with such intense love radiating in her eyes. “What?” She asked curiously.

He cupped her cheek and caressed her tenderly. His expression softened into an affectionate grin that warmed her heart. She could hear the fondness in his voice as he uttered, “You are perfect.”

A soft chuckle escaped her mouth before she nuzzled against his palm lovingly. She turned her attention towards their tangled limbs and whispered, “No...not quite perfect...”

His brows knitted together as he furrowed his brows. “I disagree.”

“Hmmm, care to elaborate?”

He pressed a gentle kiss against her brow, then brushed aside stray strands of hair behind her ear. He gazed upon her face, taking in every detail; his hand trailed down her temple.

“Perfect beauty.” He murmured softly as he stroked his fingers along her jawline, causing Y/N to giggle. She kissed him, allowing herself to be lost in the warmth of his embrace. “I think you’re still drunk on Thor’s mead,” she teased, making Steve chuckle.

“Maybe so,” He admitted before lowering his lips to her ear, brushing the lobe between his teeth and sucking lightly. “But you, my gorgeous girl, are most definitely the definition of perfection.” She sighed softly, melting into his touch as he trailed his fingertips across her back, massaging her tense muscles.

“What if I wasn’t perfect?” She mumbled into his shoulder.

His fingers paused as they stroked over the curve of her ass, pausing as he contemplated her question.

Her body tensed as she felt nervousness rise within her, wondering whether or not he’d truly accept her imperfections.

A low rumble of laughter escaped from deep within his belly before he released her from his grasp and sat upright. He took her hand between his own and gazed deeply into her eyes. “If that were true, I’d still love you,” He stated assuredly before he leaned forward, placing a delicate peck against her lips.

“And no amount of liquor would ever change my feelings towards you, Y/N. Because if perfection is unattainable, then I wouldn’t want it. And neither do I need it, because nothing is worth being without you.”

Y/N sniffled, swallowing back tears, fighting desperately to keep her emotions from pouring out.

Steve cupped her cheeks between his palms before he brushed his thumb softly beneath her eye, wiping away stray droplets.

She inhaled deeply and smiled shakily, “I love you so much,” Her voice cracked as she spoke, but he didn’t seem to mind, returning her warm gaze with one of equal affection.

She rested her forehead against his, inhaling his scent and savoring the closeness. The room filled with the aroma of musk and sex, which she found comforting despite the fact that it reminded her how filthy they’d become.

Steve ran his thumb across her lips tenderly before he captured her mouth again, kissing her deeply, tasting her sweetness on his tongue. She moaned softly into his embrace, tangling her fingers in his hair as she pulled him closer, letting him engulf her entirely.

His tongue explored her cavern thoroughly while his hands traveled down her torso, resting at her hips, feeling the outline of her curves beneath her dress.

When they broke apart, he rested his forehead against hers before whispering hoarsely, “Let’s clean up and get ready for bed.”

She nodded in agreement, and with his help, she managed to stand up on wobbly legs, stumbling towards the bathroom. He chuckled lightly and steadied her, holding her firmly by the waist as he guided her towards their bedroom. She collapsed upon the bed, exhausted, barely registering when he disappeared into the bathroom, returning several minutes later with a damp towel in his hand.

He crawled onto the bed, straddling her body as he wiped away the remnants of their passion.

She lay motionless, allowing him to clean her thoroughly before tossing the towel aside and pulling back the comforter. He scooped her up in his arms and placed her gently under the covers, snuggling beside her.

She gazed up at him adoringly, admiring how his blonde locks fell across his forehead, framing his face perfectly. He smiled sweetly at her before leaning down to kiss her forehead tenderly.

As her eyelids grew heavy and she felt sleep creeping in, she whispered softly, “I love you.”

He smiled back at her, his blue eyes sparkling brightly. “I love you too, baby.” He whispered back, stroking her hair lovingly.

Y/N sighed in contentment as she snuggled deeper into the warmth of Steve’s arms, the feeling of his body pressed against hers, making her feel safe and loved. She smiled softly as she buried her face into the crook of his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne, her heart fluttering with happiness.

dividers: @.cafekitsune

#chris evans #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers smut #steve rogers imagine #smut with plot #marvel fanfic #marvel fanfiction #mywriting #requests.

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thisweekinfandomhistory · 1 year

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Avengers... Assemble! This week, a COVID-ravaged V and hardier Emily discuss a fannish, and mainstream, event they know all too well: the release of "the most ambitious crossover event in history," Avengers: Endgame. While living in a fandom bubble can make it feel like "the audience" wants one thing, big blockbusters like Endgame remind us all too harshly that fandom is still just a bunch of weirdo outliers, and as far as studios are concerned, "the audience" wants something that is -- often -- the opposite of what fandom wants. Does the thought of Steve's ending also fill you with unbridled rage? What blockbuster movie left you with a hole in your soul?

This Week In Fandom History is a fandom-centric podcast that tells you… what happened this week in fandom history!

#endgame #anti endgame #marvel #mcu #avengers: endgame #moon steve trutherism #skrull steve trutherism #fandom #fanfiction #Spotify

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lokiinmediasideblog · 7 months

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Tournament of Lokis: Round 2

Vote for your favorite Loki. Propaganda is accepted. You have 1 week.

#god of war #gow ragnarok #gow #marvel animated universe #mau #avengers assembled #cartoon!loki #atreus #loki #norse mythology #LokiInMedia #tournament of Lokis #round 2 #the boi

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khruschevshoe · 3 months

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Stolen Earth/Journey's End v. A Good Man Goes To War

aka: The Importance of Character in Avngers-Assemble-Style Plots

There's something to be said about the reason why Stolen Earth/Journey's End works for me in a way that A Good Man Goes to War doesn't (despite them both being big, Avengers-assemble-style, finale-esque pieces of bombast) and it's very simple: we have spent Seasons getting to know the characters in Journey's End, with each one of them hitting the climax or the end of their character arc, all the way from the three main companions (Rose, Martha, and Donna) to even Mickey and Jackie and Jack and Sarah Jane and Harriet Jones, while we literally have no emotional connection to ANY of the characters in a Good Man Goes to War other than the Doctor, Amy, Rory, and I guess maybe River but she does nothing but exposition/plot twist dump at the end. Sure, there's the cameo of Captain Henry and his son from Curse of the Black Spot and it's fun to see them for a hot second, sure, but all the other characters we have never met before. The Doctor has the big exposition discussion/Colonel Runaway speech/discussion of anger/big Melody-as-a-trap reveal with Madame Vastra&Dorium, characters we've never met before.

As for the characters we know, Amy gets very little emotional fallout from the body horror situation of realizing you're pregnant and have been kidnapped other than a tiny little exchange with the Doctor regarding the nature of the Flesh (she does get to be horrified by Melody's disappearance, but that ends by the end of the episode). Rory gets a little something regarding protecting Amy but he gets very little emotional development/reaction in this episode other than crying when he meets Melody. Most of his time in the episode is spent randomly being badass/threatening the Doctor with a sword when the Doctor asks for permission to hug Amy (which 1) is incredibly sexist and very much not in keeping with Rory's character so far and 2) doesn't even make sense because the Doctor LITERALLY HUGS AMY earlier in the episode). The Doctor gets plenty of emotional reactions/realizations/regret this episode, but the structure of the episode/conceit of the Avengers-assemble-style story leads to a lot of flash without a lot of substance to back it up, unlike Stolen Earth/Journey's End which only works as well as it does with all of the plot/world-building shit/fan-service/plot twists it throws at you because it is almost all in service of character development. Ends to Martha's Doctorification arc, the Ten/Rose plot line, Donna's tragic ending, Mickey&Jackie's friendship, HARRIET JONES ARC MY BELOVED, even Jack getting to reunite with Rose. Even the more fan-servicy bits like bringing in the characters from Torchwood and the Sarah Jane Adventures works because those characters are well-established with seasons of character development behind them, even if mainline-only watchers of Doctor Who aren't aware of it.

Stolen Earth/Journey's End is all about the character of the characters and A Good Man Goes to War is about cameos/introducing characters/exploring the agency of well-established characters and I think that's why one of them works far better than the other.

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invncibleiron · 8 months

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@xgoldxnhour liked this for a starter

"What do we got?" Tony leaned back in his chair so far it was in imminent danger of falling over--in fact, it would have done, if he hadn't built the chair to withstand the gravitational force of The Incredible Hulk. That, like perfecting his newest smoothie recipe and building the stray cat that had entered Avenger's Tower a tiny Iron Man suit, were the only sort of projects Tony seemed to be able to put his mind to in weeks. To everyone else, when asked when the new designs were coming in and what his next "genius" invention would be, Tony smiled, winked, and told them all he didn't want to ruin the surprise. Only El--and JARVIS, of course--knew how dire things really were. The board of investors was going to be knocking on their door in less than twenty-four hours, the R&D department had pitched Tony nothing better than a new phone update that moved the charging port to the opposite side, and all the sketches across Tony's desk now featured a pizza donut hybrid and nothing at all tangible that Stark Industries could put on the fall market.

Tony crumpled up the latest design into a tight paper ball and tossed it into the nearby trash can. It landed, giving him the slightest reassurance that he could do something right--as long as it wasn't something important. He did not want to admit that top-of-the-line, cutting-edge tech company she'd joined was at a standstill, that her "genius" boss was throughly stumped. He glanced at the clock and swore. It was nearing midnight. "What are you still doing here?" he asked. He wanted her here, of course--as a friend, as a confidant, as...something--but not as his employee racking in way too much overtime. HR was going to murder him. "Go home, El. We'll pick this up in the morning."

#xgoldxnhour #v: avengers assemble #[queue] i will explain it when we get back; i will draw pictures; i will use puppets

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hitpuckandlie · 2 months

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green men comeback for canucks v. bruins is soooo funny like. they had to assemble the avengers for this one.

#canucks lb

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thesolyanka · 2 years

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What IF - Кіно Дайджест

Спеціально для вас, ми зібралии наші улюблені What IF в одному місці.

Enjoy, та залишайте також свої коментарі, навіть якщо вам не сподобалось :)

Що, якщо “X-Men: Days Of Future Past” (2014) міг би бути краще, а “The Matrix Resurrections” (2021) не таким хєровим?

Що, якщо трилогія-сиквелів “Star Wars” могла бути не такою всратою?

Що, якщо Marvel почали б робити Месників вже у 2008 році з того, що є?

“The Avengers Begins” (2008)

“The Avengers Strikes Back” (2010)

“The Avengers Assemble” (2012)

А WB почали б робити свою Лігу Справедливості, за тим же рецептом, що і Marvel Месників, вже у 2015 році?

“Justice League” (2015)

“Justice League: The Crisis” (2017)

“Justice League: The Worlds Finest” (2019)

Що, якби Джордж Лейзенбі зіграв Джеймса Бонда двічі?

“On Her Majesty Secret Service” (1969)

“Diamonds Are Forever” (1971)

А Тімоті Далтон - тричі?

“The Property of a Lady” (1993)

А Крейгіану завершили інакше?

“Risico” (2015) & “No Time To Die” (2017)

Що, якщо попри все у 2001 році Майкл Бей самотужки випускає “Mortal Kombat 3: Resurrektion”? А в кінопрокаті йому протистоїть продовження “Batman and Robin” - “Batman V”? А через 3 роки виходить ще й його продовження - “Batman: The End”?!

Коротше, ласкаво просимо в наш невеличкий elseworld!

#whatif #кінодайджест

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biitchcakes · 9 months

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V e r s e s :

THESE ARE ACTIVE WIPs AND WILL BE ADDED TO :

v. ham sandwich-woman. ⸻ heavily influenced by Captain Marvel 2019, Spider-Woman 2020 and Fantastic Four 2023 ; partially influenced by Spider-Woman 2015 & 2016. She's left the Avengers after the events of the Spider-Verse in search of something more normal, and returns to private investigation / bounty hunting work. Single-ship verse where Jessica's currently dating Johnny Storm ( @revenantinflames ). They've been together for a few months, they have a cat. No Gerry Drew.

➥ tag : ( v. ham sandwich-woman. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕪⌟

v. spy-der-woman. ⸻ heavily influenced by New Avengers 2005, Spider-Woman 2009, S.W.O.R.D 2010, Avengers 2010, Avengers Assembled 2012 ; partially influenced by Spider-Woman 2015, 2016 & 2020 and Captain Marvel 2019. Depending on where in her timeline, she's either still an Avenger, or she's quit. I will default to her time in the Avengers, shortly after the Secret Invasion, unless we've discussed something else beforehand. Multi-ship. Again though, no Gerry Drew if we write post Spider-Woman 2016.

➥ tag : ( spy-der-woman. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕜𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤⌟

v. spider-verse. ⸻ takes place during the comic spider-verse ( though I will happily write with movie muses & use whatever movie canon you want ! just be warned, I will have lots of questions, as I've not seen the film ) ; heavily influenced by The Amazing Spider-Man 2014, Spider-Woman 2015 & 2016, and Spider-Women Alpha & Omega. Single-ship where she's not-so-secretly with Miguel O'Hara ( @neonwebs ). You know the drill, no Gerry Drew.

➥ tag : ( v. spider-verse. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕓 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣-𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕪⌟

v. dark angel. ⸻ heavily influenced ( basically set within ) Spider- Woman 1978 ; she’s a private investigator, and still pretty new to this whole superheroing thing after escaping HYDRA. She lives out in California, first Los Angeles, then San Francisco, and has a dual identity at this time.

➥ tag : ( v. dark angel. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣⌟

v. TBD. ⸻ heavily influenced by Wolverine 1988, Spider-Woman 1999, & Alias 2001. Temporarily losing her powers, Jessica takes on bounty hunting and private eye work full time. Over the next couple of years, her powers begin to come back, though they're unstable. She and her partner Lindsay McCabe end up in Madripoor and open their own P.I. firm, before returning to the states, where Jessica mentors the third Spider-Woman: Mattie Franklin.

➥ tag : ( v. TBD. ) ⸺ ⌜TBD⌟

v. family-woman. ⸻ heavily influenced by Spider-Woman 2015, Spider-Woman 2016, Captain Marvel 2019 and Spider-Woman 2020 ; she’s got her baby in this one !!! Only thing is, I really disagree with a lot that happens in her 2015 and 2016 runs — including her sudden decision to get pregnant ( I can go into reasons why but I won’t here LOL ). So, my favourite headcanon I have for Gerry is that he’s actually Clint Barton’s son — as I just see him and Jess still hooking up on occasion. If plotted beforehand, I’d most likely be willing to change this headcanon for something we’ve discussed. But, as it typically stands, Gerry secretly being Clint’s is my canon. Though, this is still a multi-ship verse.

➥ tag : ( v. family-woman. ) ⸺ ⌜𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 - 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚 𝕕𝕠⌟

v. star trek. ( ▽ )

#please have a read through these !!#save #verses

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elithegnome · 2 years

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America says “Avengers assemble” no matter what

Or he’ll do this https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=cD39sMJBbc4

OML FR THO HE WOULD

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