Plus we could get Shuri supplying her with ridiculous gadgets, and her constantly giving reports to Okoye and the rest of the Dora Milaje, while T’Challa tries to calm his nerves and not freeze every time they do whatever Shuri’s version of Skype is.
I mean thats what always gets me about Sam is that he was a fucking superhero way before the Avengers and Cap caught up to him, like he had the training, he had the gear, he had the compassion and the will to work as hard as he fucking could just for the opportunity to help when others couldn’t. Think of all the lives he was saving, first as a pararescue and then as a VA counselor, before he helped saved the lives of millions from Hydra. He was already a fucking superhero, the only difference now is the Avenger title.
Imagine being Heimdall and having a spirit so generous that you could sincerely say “welcome home” to the individual who once turned you into an icicle and is now showing up 15 minutes late without Starbucks to the apocalypse that he sort of started.
#heimdall is the only source of unconditional love in the odinsons’ lives #he may have been your allfather but he weren’t never your daddy (via @stuffimgoingtohellfor)
me, showing up outside marvel studios with a prepared 10 page essay with apa references on why they should drop the b*ack w*dow movie and give me a kamala khan aka ms marvel movie instead:
personally I like to think steve’s birthday isn’t actually July 4th but someone asked him when his birthday was when he was doing his little show tour thingy and he just said it as an accident and/or a panic response in a bid to seem even more patriotic and everyone believed him and now it’s like 100 years later and he’s too deep in the lie to back out now bc he knows all the avenger’s would fucking publicly roast him if he admitted july 4th wasn’t actually his birthday- like he would literally never live that down- so he lives his life in fear that some bitch ass historian is gonna find his birth certificate and expose him
avengers: happy birthday, steve!
bucky, eyes narrowing: what the fuck your birthday isn’t until-
steve, holding back tears: shut up
Bucky tries to hand him a birthday card one cold December day, and Steve tackles him out a window before anyone else can see what he’s holding