destinybeckoned:

destinybeckoned:

WHO IS GOING TO BUY ME THIS SINCE I DON’T GET PAID UNTIL NEXT WEEK?!?!?!

So which of you 146 people are buying it for me? ;-)

donutsncoffee:

hoursago:

for real though look me in the eye and tell me which is more likely for these two

the most accurate thing that has ever been created

The Avengers + black (requested by anonymous)

kanapy:

” Why am I back? How’d you get him out?”
” Cognitive re-calibration. I hit you really hard in the head.”

fuckyeahblackwidow:

So, anon, I really like Hawkeye. I like him enough that when they said they were gonna put him in a movie I was immediately:

a) excited because they were gonna put him in a movie
b) angry because they were probably, inevitably, gonna put him in movie wrong
c) anticipating a legion of “hah hah arrows are so stupid lol” clever internet comments

I like Hawkeye, and so I’ve never understood why “he wears a purple loincloth, staples the letter H to his head, and proceeds to fight world-crushing horror with nothing but a bow and some arrows” is supposed to be a knock on Hawkeye. That’s exactly what makes Hawkeye great; he wasn’t born a god or subject to secret government power-granting experiments, he is a dude who put on purple tights and said, “alright evil, you’re next.” That doesn’t make him the most useful Avenger, maybe, but it sure as hell makes him interesting.

I love Natasha because I think she’s interesting.

She’s smart, smart as the wink on a dagger, not that sort of smart that builds plot machinetech superdevices but the sort of smart that twists and turns— the sort of smart that means her stories have to be smart, too. There’s something about Natasha that says, “keep looking.” Even her codename is fitting in how it’s all wrong.

I love how weird and rich and deep the Marvel universe is, but I also love its inconsistency. It’s a weird thing to say, but what fascinates me about Black Widow is the seeming contraditions: that she’s a spy, soldier, and superhero, an agent with agency, redemption without apology, the tragedy and the heroine together. She’s the best there is at what she does in a universe where there are much more looming-intergalactic-death than international espionage. She’s the best there is at what she does and that’s brought her suffering and white death and all the real good she can milk from it. I love that she’s so cold but so passionate, that her compassion comes from the same place as her cruelty. I love that vast Siberia of her continuity because there’s so much there to think about. Changing attitudes in politics, shifting standards of characterization, dialogue that Stan Lee wrote. There’s so much there to be confused by, and so much to figure out. But it works, I think. She’s enigmatic, but fully formed. Not broken. Just complicated.

It fascinates me too, that I can find all these things in her stories, all these ideas worth unthreading, and so many other people can see a token female or a Mary Sue or worse a collection of bodyparts engineered solely for male amusement. None of those things are interesting, but the way people are often ready to hate her before knowing much about her at all, that’s really interesting to me. And I might like her the way you would a secret: she’s much more badass than you know.

So I love Black Widow because I think about Black Widow, I think because I love, on and on forever and ever amen with karate kicks in the background.

People hear you had avenged once, and BAM, you’re a hero. 

Could you please not do anything awful for five seconds?