#marvel thoughts

But let him lie awake at night staring at the ceiling, wondering what Hydra is doing to Bucky right now, a pit forming in his gut because he knows just how powerless he is to stop it.

Let Howard Stark invite him over to hold baby Tony for the first time. Let him hold that peaceful little bundle, and let him count down the days. Every breath, milestone, birthday, until that baby inevitably sacrifices himself.

Let him have some days where he can't even look his own wife and children in the face. Where he feels like a bird smashing around in his cage, wanting to claw out of his own skin because that itch to fight is still there. Primal. The kid from Brooklyn he took out back and killed is haunting him as a ghost and won't lay to rest.

Let him be a firefighter, his only relief. He needs to throw himself straight into the flames, he's gasping for air but its the only time since he came back he can truly breathe because he actually feels like himself again. Not someone's husband or father, but Steve Rogers. Fighter for the little guy.

your muscles are contracted, body shaking and trying to squirm away even though impossible.

he’s watching you, eyes focused on your messy underwear, of how you look at him with your mouth wide open, desperately trying to call him name. but there’s no safe word in sight; nothing that makes you want to stop this yet. you like the way dex is watching you, the way he palms himself through his tactical pants, playing with his clothed cock. another orgasm makes you cry out loud and the ex-fbi agent gets up with to wipe tears from your cheeks with his rough thumb.

On a meta level, the movie feels like it was written in response to people dismissing the Marvel properties that aren’t the MCU. The MCU is the “Sacred Timeline” while everyone else gets thrown into the trash aka the Void. Wade even tried to become an Avenger because he feels that his life doesn’t matter. Then, Wade gets a chance to join the MCU. Of course, he’s thrilled, but is then told that the rest of his universe is getting destroyed since they lost its “anchor” (aka it lost its relevance). So, Wade decides to fight for his universe.

On a surface level, you can read this movie as a criticism of the MCU in that it’s treating the only stories worth a damn as the ones coming from that universe. But I don’t think that’s the case. I mean, first off, this was made by Marvel Studios. Feige and Co had to sign off on this and a great deal of the plot stems from the Loki show. Second, the movie felt more like it was trying to say that ALL Marvel stories matter. It’s not really criticizing the MCU, it’s criticizing how audiences view the Marvel movies/shows that aren’t the MCU. The “why should I care about this movie if it doesn’t lead to the next Avengers movie” attitude.

That’s why I say this was the best love letter to Marvel I’ve seen. It’s a celebration of the company’s works, both MCU and non-MCU. You can see that from the Easter eggs, the cameos, the nods to the fandom, and the emphasis on forgotten characters getting a chance at redemption. Even the jabs at the company and fanbase feel like they come from a place of love.

But what really sold me on this movie being a love letter to Marvel was the ending. Instead of a tease to a potential De4dpool movie, it was a montage of the development of the Fox Marvel movies (I can’t say X-Men since clips of the Fantastic Four were there). On one side, it’s a touching send-off to the Fox X-Men franchise. On the other side, it felt like a reminder of why people love Marvel to begin with. It’s these people - actors, writers, directors, producers - coming together to make these entertaining stories for us, to bring the comics to life on the big screen. It’s like Ryan Reynolds was telling us to take a step back from all the conspiracy theorizing, nitpicking, and fanbase drama for a couple of hours, that we should just enjoy this Marvel movie as it is.

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Since Bob no longer had the ability to get sick thanks to Sentry he made sure to stay and take care of you until you were fully recovered of the nasty cold you picked up. he would've done that even if he could get sick

You’re curled up under a mountain of blankets, eyes half-lidded but your brain firing off in all directions.

“The cats,” you mutter, voice raspy, “they’re running the zoo again. I saw it on the news… or maybe it was a dream. But they’re definitely in charge. I bet they’re wearing tiny little crowns.” Bob, sitting nearby with a glass of water and a worried but amused look, just nods along. “Right. Totally. Cats with crowns. Makes sense.”

You roll your eyes but keep going. “And… and I don’t think hippos are real. Like, they’re made up. Just big, fat rumors.” Bob raises an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. “Okay… how much cold medicine have you taken?”

You grin weakly. “Not enough. I’m still conscious.” He stands, reaching out to gently tuck the blanket closer around you. “Right, okay well… I think it’s nap time.”

Bob is just in a total trance. Not only is he absolutely amazed that someone could get a carpet THAT dirty clean again but he's just happy to be spending time with you.

Oh my god...He totally makes comments the first few times too like; "There's no way...why don't they just buy a new carpet?" But after the fourth video, he starts hyping them up.

"if he was wrong about you, then he was wrong about me" is the tip of the iceburg, but imagine how much deeper that goes beneath the surface that marvel showed us.

bucky getting angry at steve for leaving and then being angry at himself for being angry at steve. going back and forth between blaming steve for lying to his face about sticking with him till the end of the line and then blaming himself for thinking it was possible.

i like to think that one of bucky's shame rooms in the void was steve going back in time and showing up on that bench with a wedding ring and no apparent regrets. steve was perfectly happy living a life without him-- so why would bucky, even for a second, consider otherwise? were then finish your mission because i'm with you till the end of the line, what you did all those years wasn't you merely misunderstood and meaningless sweet nothings?

steve saved him so easily but he left him so easily too. maybe it was just damage control, an attempt to keep an old friend from going rogue and snapping back into a globally-feared murderer. it didn't really mean anything. steve didn't want bucky, he just wanted to fix him.

the guilt, bucky calls it self-pity, spirals deeper. how on earth could bucky think that he was worth more to steve than a comfortable, normal life with the lovely peggy carter, where he could raise a family instead of dealing with the mess that's years of scrambled memories and trauma from being a bloodthirsty nazi-prideful emotionless and therefore regretless killer who murdered, along with so many others, the innocent parents of steve's friend? who in their right mind would want that?

of course steve would pick kids and a wife over waking up to bucky sobbing because of some nightmare he's already had hundreds of times but can't get over. the bad days outnumber the good days and they always will. bucky doesn't blame steve, because he deserves to be happy and to have some sense of normal if that's what he wants. bucky doesn't blame steve because maybe he was a losing dog from the beginning, so of course steve didn't want to put money on him. bucky doesn't blame steve because gosh, he wouldn't pick himself either. so why is he in bitter shock? why does it still hurt? he'll probably never know, no matter how many times he picks the memory apart in his head until it hurts worse than any physical scar ever did.

the spiral goes deeper and deeper and deeper and bucky knows the only person who can fix this is himself, but he won't, can't, doesn't know how, who really cares anyway? it doesn't even seem worth a shot at this point, the pit he's dug himself into is too deep and the light at the end of the tunnel gets dimmer every day. if the most stubborn person bucky knew, the one determined to right every wrong, had no faith in bucky being better, then nobody should. not even himself. the law might have let him off the hook, but the suffering of his own mind is his well-deserved punishment.

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oh and here's some lyrics from the great divide by noah kahan because his new album is so endgame stucky coded and i want everyone to suffer it/appreciate it with me!! sharing is caring :)

and there's so many more songs from said album that fit them, but i'mma put them all in a different post for the sake of not making this too long.

But what the government could do is alert people if the Wolverine was in their area and to stay the hell indoors

And then I can't help imagining the Wolverine becoming the boogie man for some kids, like that's gotta be horrifying, you've had an alert of the TV or the radio, everyone is scrabbling to get inside somewhere, minutes tick by

Silence, except for a few whimpers and murmers from terrified people. Then he comes into view, walking on all fours, sniffing intensely at every little thing, his eyes catch you in the window. There's no humanity there, just an animal in his hunt, searching for the ones who took his family from him.

Anyway, Wolverine alerts, my new headcannon I guess

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