Can’t sleep either, huh?
(Sam + Steve + road trip + crappy motels. From that night on they don’t bother to book separate rooms.)
Young Justice animated series
WoC in Young Justice
Which is more then you will ever see in a DC comic.
2 Fast: a Disney Channel Original Movie
what if you met yourself…FROM AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE?? Pietro Maximoff thinks he just has when he meets a mysterious boy from a rival school at a track meet.
they look nothing alike, act nothing alike, and have absolutely nothing to do with each other. but both of them are……………….2 FAST!!!!!
youre welcome nifty america
lifes too short to pretend to hate pop music
I’m glad we can all agree on this
Infinite list of favorite characters: Natalia Romanova/ Natasha Romanoff aka The Black Widow.
"Killing people is easy. Making them suffer is an art."
m-my favorite musketeer is porthos *sweats nervously* bye
So I’ve decided Steve totally wore that unbelievably tight shirt as a way of getting Sam’s attention.
He spots Sam while they’re both running, but he can’t think of how to start a conversation that won’t be awkward.
He mentions it to Natasha during one of her insistent and almost always bizarrely-timed attempts to improve his love life.
“There’s a guy on my jogging route,” he admits, ducking bullets or punches or both.
“You should talk to him,” Natasha says as she drops another mercenary.
Steve dodges a knife swing and knocks the guy unconscious. “I don’t even know his name.”
“That’s what the talking’s for.”
“We’re always both running, isn’t there some kind of etiquette about not interrupting?”
“Depends,” she says, snatching a rifle from the guy aiming at her and smoothly dismantling it into three pieces before hitting him over the head with one of them. She drops the pieces on his prone form with a shrug and looks at Steve. “Just how desperate are you?”
Steve pauses for a millisecond. “What am I gonna say?”
He only ever passes by the guy, and they both keep to their own bit of path; it’s not like he needs to yell ‘watch out’.
She smirks as they walk to their extraction point. “You’ll think of something. And if that fails then just a wear a smaller size of whatever you usually go running in.”
He makes a face. “Really?”
“You have assets, Rogers, it’s just good sense to use them to their full effect.”
The chopper’s close enough Steve can hear the rotors whumping. “Fine, but if it doesn’t work you can’t try and fix me up for a month.”
She smirks again but doesn’t say anything, which means she’s planning something.
When he wakes up the next morning, the shirt’s sitting neatly folded on his bedside table. He’s given up asking Natasha not to pick the locks.
The note placed on top reads “Desperate times…”
Even if he can’t think of anything better in the moment than ‘on your left’, it only takes a few repetitions to get a response, and he’s only a little worried about the shirt cutting off the circulation in his arms.
The guy’s name is Sam.
It’s all worth it.