#borrowed from some avengers memes

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Husk: I hate being touched

Husk: The last time i maintained physical contact with another person was in battle

Vaggie: Angel is literally in your lap right now.

Husk: *Angel lounging across his thighs* This means nothing. Fear me.

[eldritchmochi]

Ask game: U (three faves from three fandoms and why)

thank u for including the question and not just the letter so i can answer this on mobile with a lap full of catte

1) from cr, ashton. hes got it all: my pronouns, my personality, my problems..... but the bits of myself i see in them are the bits i like, like the aggressive mother henning and the awareness of who/what is or is not a good target for venting frustrations (even if some of his coping skills are uh. not great). add in the chronic migraines and chronic (nerve?????) pain/other related impact trauma pain and im just like this one is M I N E sorry tal

2) kylo ren, from the star wars st. i can never tell if i like kylo or hux better because i find both of them really interesting to write, however, hux is interesting because even after three movies (and several comics) hes largely still a ghost where we dont really know a ton about him or his motivations, so hes really fun to flesh out. kylo otoh, we know (slightly) more about and his base fucked-up-ness is interesting to build off and make aa. functional lmao, both in a "this character is well written" way and a "this persons personality could feasibly exist" way. in cannon, i find him to be a really interesting portrayal of how even coming from a loving family with all the available resources doesnt mean shit if youve got a (literal) voice in your head influencing you towards a dark path. hes also a pretty recognizable portrayal of how being groomed for something can really fuck you up. NOT that i think either of these reads are true to text or intentional on the behalf of the directors/didney, there is no way that nuance was baked in BUT it is why i connected with him so hard (ask me about my kylo shelves..... but not right now i still have bits to put in there i just cant reach very well bc my ac is in front of it lmao)

3) bucky barnes, both mcu and comics. okay so, i liked bucky in the first avenger I thought he was a great match for steve both personality wise and in looks 10/10 no notes seb stan as bucky could ask me for a dance and id join him on the floor (i dont dance). then the winter solider came out and this is the only mcu movie i actually bought and have watched more than a couple of times, for a hot minute it was my bed time movie because i just love everything about seb stan as the winter soldier that man knocked it out of the park and also in hindsight my LUST for the beef of him there really foreshadowed how much im enjoying my body on t lmao. the mcu bucky is also a bit of a ghost and i haven't read a ton of his comics (and i borrowed them from the library so idek which ones ive even read rip), but its been like idk eight years since i watched tws and i can still very clearly see that bit in the first big fight where hes murder walking towards the camera inspiring fearousal in all who witness him and im STILL like "gender"

i should really cosplay him ive got the hair

pls send me more letters off this ask meme linked here so that i can not be more bls i am starved for attention

[dyinglikenarcissus]

So I saw this meme on fb

and I couldn’t just not write something

Get That Girl a Shield

In the same universe as The Cabin and Braided

Steve Rogers x black female reader

Warnings: language, fluff, short and sweet

When Steve catches you borrowing his shield for non avenging purposes

Please don’t copy or repost my work, thanks! Plagiarism is rude

Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated ☺️

1k words

Something was off…

Steve glanced around the closet quickly on his way to grab a shirt.

Everything was there. Your dresses hung neatly on the opposite side of his shirts. Your shoes and handbags were lined up in rainbow order. All of his ties and belts hung categorized by occasion. Everything was as it should be….

Steve then looked to his stealth suit, perfectly washed and pressed by you, hanging ready to go should he need it. He never wanted to need it but he was glad that you always understood when he did.

He looked down at his boots, shined and steamed to a mirrored finish. He normally couldn’t see them because his shield was in the way?

“Princess!” He calls after grabbing the shirt he came for.

“Yes, baby?” You call back.

Steve tugs on the shirt and rushes to the kitchen where he left you. “Princess, have you seen m-what the shit!”

There you were, frying something on the stove, using America’s symbol of freedom to stop the oil from burning you.

Your eyes widen at getting caught by the owner of the shield you were currently using to protect yourself from your cooking and instantly look up to meet Steve’s ocean gaze.

You just wanted some of your granny’s catfish. So you called your sister and got the recipe. You mixed up your seasonings, coated your fish, made some sides that you hoped your boyfriend would enjoy and got to work while he was at the gym. He came home at some point during your cooking, walking past and leaving a kiss on your cheek before heading to the shower.

Perfect.

You just had enough time to get the fish fried before Steve would be ready for dinner. You followed him to the bedroom and grabbed his giant red, blue, and silver shield while he wouldn’t notice it was gone.

You’d been doing this for a while now. Frying food was one of your least favorite things. Your sister made fun of you for making ‘healthy’ versions of all the comfort foods you grew up eating all because you didn’t want to fry anything. Then Steve came into your life. Along with his indestructible shield.

The first time you tried it, you struggled with it’s weight and coordinating the giant disk with your tongs. So you worked on your arms until it was effortless. Well, not as effortless as Steve and Sam, of course, tossing the thing around like it weighted nothing. But they could also toss you around like you weighed nothing. But you could hold the thing with one arm and dodge the grease splatter with the best of them. You were practically an Avenger. You can be Jersey’s Captain America. Or maybe some place smaller. Hell’s Kitchen? Or maybe just the one stationed at the Empire State Building. You smiled to yourself at the thought while frying your fish. The sound of oil covering up the sound of the shower coming from the bedroom. You were so lost in thought that Steve’s call for you caught you completely off guard. Shit, shit shit shit.

“Yes, baby?” You ask tentatively, bracing for whatever punishment would come after Steve found you in such a state.

And that’s how he caught you. The look of absolute shock that covered his features broke you.

“Before you say anything, I always clean it when I’m done. I swear I never use it for anything else. I’m sorry, Stevie!” You whine, running through apologies and explanations at a mile a minute.

“You’ve done this before?” Steve asks, cocking his head to the side and giving you a curious look.

“Yes, quite a few times, actually, but I swear I take such good care of it! And-“ He holds up a hand stopping any further arguments from you.

“This answers so many questions.” A small smile breaks out over his features before he lets out a deep chuckle.

“What…” you whisper before he steps behind you, those giant arms of his engulfing your torso while he continues to shake from laughter.

“I thought I was going crazy! I knew my shield smelled like KFC.”

“Wha-y-you aren’t mad?”

“No! It’s hilarious!” He laughs. “Sam got mad at me, though! He said just because I’m dating a black girl doesn’t mean everything smells like fried chicken. I can’t wait to tell him this!”

“Wha! No, no, no! Stevie! You can’t tell him about this!”

“Like hell I can’t. You’ve been using my shield as a cooking utensil and you just expect me to keep that to myself?”

“Steve!” You whine as he removes there straps from your wrist and forearm.

“Don’t ‘Steve’ me, little miss.” He takes over holding the shield for you so you can focus both hands on the food. “That fish better be delicious, too. I’m going to be smelling it for a month.”

“It’s my granny’s recipe, so you know it is,” you pout, removing the rest of the fish from the frying pan.

“As long as it’s good, you can use my shield all you want, princess.” He bends to press a kiss to your temple making you smile. “I’d hate to have to declare war on our stove because it hurt my best girl.”

You can’t help but giggle at his words. “You’d go to war with LG just for me?”

“I split up the Avengers and opposed 117 nations for Bucky. Lord knows what I’d do for you,” he mutters, burying his face in your neck. “Love you, princess.”

“Love you, too, Stevie.”

You let out a sigh while tugging at your hair in the mirror. Should you try faux locs? That’ll surprise Steve for sure. You smirk at the thought and tug out your phone to price out some locs and pick out some colors when there’s a knock at the door. Steve’s been away on a mission for the past week so unless he’s being cheeky, you weren’t expecting anyone. You sigh and walk to the door and look out the peephole seeing nothing besides the door across the hall.

Weird.

You crack it open and glance down the hall.

No one.

You look down to see long poster tube sealed on either side with tape and a shipping label.

You weren’t expecting any packages.

You pick it up gingerly and inspect the label. From Wakanda? Must be for Steve. But your name was in bold letters in the recipient box…

You bring the package inside and find some scissors to tear into it. There’s a note on top in your boyfriend's handwriting.

T’Challa thinks you’re very innovative and said Shuri invented something similar for the palace cooks. He said he’d have her send you one but I told him you were pretty attached to the design.

-SR

PS: I still want you to use mine when I’m home. I love smelling your cooking when I’m away.

What in the world did this man do?

You dig through the tightly packed tissue paper and find a long piece of metal shaped like a slice of pizza. You contemplate it for a moment before the thing springs into a full sized shield painted in millennium pink and rose gold with a golden star at its center.

“Oh, Stevie!” You coo at the object. It’s so light! Less than the weight of your phone. You find two wrist sized rings in the tube and place them on your arm and the shield automatically magnetizes to them. You let out an excited shriek and jump in place. You tap the center of the disk and it shrinks back down to the large pizza slice shape and covers the length of your forearm. “It’s perfect!” You exclaim and grab your phone.

Got your gift! I love it! Tell everyone we’re hosting dinner when your mission’s over

You quickly send it to Steve and he soon replies with a kissing emoji making you giggle.

Dividers by firefly graphics

[californiannostalgia]

Things I Loved About Spider-Man: No Way Home

*SPOILER WARNING!!!*

Finally, at the end of a trilogy, Peter Parker the Avenger is completed as a Spiderman. Here's what I loved about our 3rd Peter's origin story.

1. The Classic Peter Parker Origin Story: On the one hand, perhaps Tom Holland's Spiderman deserved to have this origin story of loss and sacrifice be solely centered on his personal journey, with no intrusions from outside sources. On the other hand, there is only so much originality you can achieve from the third retelling of Peter Parker, and this Avenger effectively borrows the classic, serious atmosphere directly from two predecessors in order to finish his own previously lighter-hearted trilogy in the wrenchingly personal forging of a Spiderman, which is an interesting approach to an origin story.

The two previous Spidermen's presence doesn't make any of MCU Peter's decisions less momentous or meaningful. Rather, one could view the other Peters as externalized representations of Peter's internal struggle. Plus, one of the MCU's greatest strengths is its crossovers, and who'd pass up a chance to have a crossover for three iterations of the same character that meant so much to three+ generations of fans?

2. It is Always Right to Do Good: I am devastated about the loss of Aunt May. I can't get her silhouette out of my mind--how she stood in front of the Green Goblin with the cure in one hand, how she didn't let herself fall until she'd made sure that Peter was going to be okay. She says it was still the right thing to do because there were people who needed help. I can't comprehend how strong this woman was. She's how Peter Parker came to be, no question.

3. Saving People, According to Spiderman: This film was a violent group therapy session where the host has to bear all of the terrible fallout. Surprisingly, instead of shying away from the personal sacrifices one has to make when trying to change other people (insert "I can fix him" meme), this movie faces the toxicity and danger of the endeavor head-on and says, "If my sacrifice can save someone, then so be it."

The justifications for this sacrifice are thus: because of Peter's extraordinary power and the unique circumstances, he's the only one capable of helping these people. He's the impossible ideal of someone who will use power to do good unto others (take notes, governments, CEOs, and rich famous people), which is the classic Spidey essence. In-universe, he sorely needs a hug, but as a movie viewer I approve of this narrative decision.

4. The Predecessors: The crossovers were great and we got some shining character beats. I was internally screaming when Andrew Garfield's Peter Parker got his own group therapy boon by being able to save MJ himself. He was my first Spiderman and I loved and missed his bouncy snark so much. No doubt Tobey Maguire fans were having the same freak-outs in the theater, especially when he blocked that glider. Doc Ock and Green Goblin were spectacular, of course. Jamie Foxx's Electro had fire lines, and I really loved the back-and-forth with Andrew Garfield's Spiderman. (Mandatory shout-out to Miles Morales, the wonder, the legend.)

4. Coming Of Age: From a meta perspective, this MCU Spiderman has absorbed the previously established character beats from his predecessors to make it his own. By the end of the film, he has shed all guidance figures who'd affected his journey so far and taken the first steps of true independence. He embodies both the youthful enthusiasm and the astonishing maturity of a young adult superhero. (He still likes legos, by the way. In case we weren't devastated enough.)

(The universe--and by universe I mean the writers--definitely didn't pull any punches. My sibling has suggested it's because he turned eighteen and he's now fair game for heavy angst. In which case this might be the worst coming-of-age ceremony ever.)

5. The Hero Trio: The hero, the best friend, and the other best friend whom he also kisses is a fun dynamic. MJ and Ned embody the classic struggle for a superhero's close friends: I understand the danger, I understand how important saving the world is, but you're more important to me and I would rather save you first. But I don't want you to compromise your core beliefs either, because I know how important saving people is to you. (And I hate not being able to help you when you need it.)

This Peter Parker finally gets his own unique, narratively weighted kiss scene in this movie, which I thought was iconic. The lighting, the silhouettes--

(When Ned and MJ remember Peter again, they'll have every right to be angry at him for breaking his promise and not coming to them with the truth. It was such a noble Peter Parker decision, but he was also recently traumatized and not in the best place when he cut off all support systems. Peter's next character development stage might be relearning to accept the need for support systems when you're superheroing. Friendship is magic, bro.)

6. Side-note on GEDs: As someone who also graduated high school through a GED and went to community college, I really appreciate the representation we got. Life isn't over when you can't finish high school or get into a prestigious college. Things might not always go how you expect, but that's still okay. Look, our friendly neighborhood Spiderman's doing this too, and it doesn't change the fact that he's a freaking genius.

7. Concluding Note: Good luck, Peter Parker. You've still got a whole lot of life ahead of you. You're gonna be amazing. Lots of love and support, from your friendly neighbor.

8. Several devastating tweets I saw from Korean Twitter (where my bilingual alter-ego lives), summarized in no particular order: A spiderman's fall is not entirely a tragedy, for it is also his completion--and like the repetitive rise and fall of his web-swinging, he's all about the fall and the getting back up again. Spidey can't fly without the fall.

Being in the MCU allowed this Spidey to have more mentor figures, which magnifies the loss that much more when they're all stripped away and we see him stand on his own. It's almost like the audience gets to witness the MCU Spiderman's happiest moments in the first and second films of his trilogy, then the third film is the beginning of his comic book run in earnest. Peter Parker can never return Home, but returning to films 1 and 2 after watching 3 should make for some nostalgic reminiscing for viewers at home.

Also, if Peter got erased from the world's collective memory, he might be taken for a Blip victim (which he actually was). Which means Aunt May's charity for Blip victims might've helped him settle back into a world that has forgotten him. (Good deeds, butterfly effects.)

Oh, and only May and Tony will remember Peter Parker as Spiderman.

[thebibliomancer]

Essential Avengers: Avengers #269: The Once and Future KANG!

July, 1986

KANG VS. IMMORTUS

And the Avengers Fight On!

Who do they fight on though? Are those multiple Klaws?

Whenever Kang deals with Immortus, I feel like ‘how many times do we have to teach you this lesson, old man?’ is running through his head.

Since Kang is from the future, he knows all the best memes.

Also: once and future Kang? Well played, Stern.

Last time on Avengers: well, a lot, actually! This is a particularly serialized time in Avengers. We’re still paying off stuff from when Vision tried to take over the world which pays off Vision walking into an invisible wall and breaking himself which pays off Vision and Wanda leaving the team to try to make a normal life because Moondragon made fun of them.

But specifically? Wasp, Black Knight, and Hercules were digging a tunnel under Avengers Mansion for their new landing zone on Hydrobase when they got raptured into the future by Kang.

Or a Kang.

There’s so many Kangs and some of the Kangs decided to be gatekeeper Kangs and kill all the Kangs that aren’t as cool as them which was every other Kang. But a Kang with a cape decided to throw the Avengers at the Other Last Remaining Kang to soften him up for Cape Kang to kill.

Captain Marvel, Captain America, and Namor send themselves to Limbo through inadvisable application of borrowed time travel technology and help the other half of the team beat the Kang that was set up to lose.

At which point, Cape Kang captures the lot of them.

Captures them with little spotlights.

Stage fright is a hell of a thing?

Wasp is just confused and annoyed at multiple Kangs happening so Old Kang explains that because of all the time travel, there were thousands of Kang.

He’s also figured out that Cape Kang killed Other Kang to trick him into fighting the Avengers, because Old Kang is second-smartest Kang.

But Captain America is now annoyed at all these temporal mechanics. So Black Knight explains.

Captain America: “Anybody understand this ‘divergent double’ talk?”

Black Knight: “I think I do, Captain America. In theory, alternate realities can be formed at critical moments in time. Say there’s a battle which could have two or more crucial outcomes -- then two or more realities could diverge, the battle in each reality having a different outcome. And since Kang has traveled in time -- !”

Cape Kang: “Exactly, Black Knight -- my travels have resulted in the creation of divergent realities... and copies of myself! My very ancestry is derived from divergent realities!”

Cape Kang decides, like many villains have before him, that a captive audience is a captive audience and starts narrating his backstory to the Avengers. AND TO HIMSELF.

So apparently Kang’s timeline is not that of Earth-616. By the year 1986, Kang’s Earth already had lunar colonies.

Get your shit together, Earth-616!

Uh, but, the more advanced technology also brought a lot of wars so, you do you, Earth-616?

But a stranger time-traveled to the Kang-timeline and saved the world with SCIENCE! Even though SCIENCE is what had caused the problems in the first place.

And that stranger was.... Reed’s dad. Yup. The time that Reed learned his dad was a warlord in another universe actually was a Good Thing and created a utopia.

The actions of Strangthaniel Richards eventually created an age of peace and enlightenment and Kang hated it. He hated it so much.

It was the worst!

He just wanted to kick ass but his present only had peace and enlightenment!

(And bullies that put him in the hospital but who’s counting?)

So logically, Kang found a citadel built by Nathaniel Richards, found an ancient time machine, and used it to take over Ancient Egypt.

AS ONE DOES.

I like that random Egyptian citizen shooting a look like ‘can you believe this asshole?’

Anyway, Guy That Would Become Kang established himself as Pharaoh Rama-Tut.

And all was good (for him) until the time-traveling Fantastic Four showed up, he tried to enslave them, and they kicked his ass.

What’s funny about the increasingly tangled Kang timeline is that the Rama-Tut that got his ass beat by the Fantastic Four knew they’d beat his ass and still got his ass beat.

Anyway, Rama-Tut was forced to flee Back to the Future but time turbulence (or timebulence?) forced him to make a pit stop in the 20th century where he found Doctor Doom floating in space near Jupiter.

Rama-Tut knew OF Doom from history so brought him on board and sent him back to Earth. Because even though Doom was a threat to him, he was also a threat to the Fantastic Four and they HAD just kicked Rama-Tut’s ass...

Back outside the full life recap, Namor gets pissed that Kang saved Doom that time and promises to kick his ass.

Cape Kang: “Bold talk, Sub-Mariner! But I can understand your rage. Doom has played you for the fool many times -- both before and after I aided him -- hasn’t he?”

Namor: “Remember this moment, Kang... I will!”

So Namor is pissed. Even more pissed than he already was by having his friends kidnapped into Limbo, having a time machine blow up nearly right underneath him, and getting captured and recapped at.

But there’s someone even more angry.

Hercules has had enough of pretty much everything and resolves that he’ll break out of the paralyzing beam even if it takes everything he has.

Across the room, Ravonna notices power fluctuations in the paralysis beam but just decides not to mention it.

She’s not really interested in what’s going on, I’ve noticed.

Cape Kang continues on his recap.

After his team-up with DOOM, he escaped back into the time-stream but the turbulence sent him a thousand years past his home time of 3000 AD.

To the post apocalyptic future of 4000 AD.

Gone was the age of peace and enlightenment that so bored Young Kang that he decided to go to Ancient Egypt. Now, wars ravaged the world using weapons stockpiled centuries earlier that nobody understood anymore.

Since Kang went to school during an age of peace and enlightenment, clearly he had the scientific talent and know-how to rule this world!

Inspired by DOOM, Kang built a battle suit of his very own.

And technically only then became Kang the Conqueror. But I had to call him something, out of convenience.

Anyway, Kang DID have the scientific talent and know-how and also guns so many guns to gather an army and conquer him a nice empire in just a few weeks.

But it’s not enough for him.

Maybe doing more than just conquering everything would have been more fulfilling. Maybe he could have set up infrastructure and rebuilt the world. But no.

He explains that he was ruling over a boring, post-apocalyptic world but it sucked and he decided to go back to the Fun Ages, the 20th century when superheroes roamed the Earth. So he could beat up DOOM.

Cape Kang: “My thoughts immediately went to the glorious living world of my ancestor... 20th century Earth! And why not? Though it was the time of Doctor Doom, I now felt more than a match for him! I actually welcomed the challenge of pitting my weaponry against Doom’s in a contest of world domination. But it was not Doom who challenged me upon my return to the 20th century... it was a fledgling group of super-beings called the Avengers!”

Captain America: “I remember that day myself, Kang! As I recall, we sent you running back to the future with your tail between your legs!”

CLOSE!

While, yes, the Avengers did send him packing, Kang’s downfall was engineered by Rick Jones and the Teen Brigade. As Kang becomes a more and more prominent villain of the Avengers and more and more of a serious threat, always remember that.

Captive Old Kang dismisses the Avengers’ victory as just luck which just prompts Cape Kang to mention that his timeline didn’t diverge from Old Kang’s until after their fight with the Avengers.

But its a fun mystery that he dangles in front of a thoroughly disinterested Old Kang.

He’ll just wait until he gets the upper hand and learn it then. Sure, that seems likely.

Old Kang calls Cape Kang an upstart, so Cape Kang runs to Captain America for validation.

For some reason.

Cape Kang: “So, my counterpart thinks me an upstart! And what do you think, Captain?”

Captain America: “I couldn’t repeat that in mixed company!”

Cape Kang: “Defiant to the end, eh? You were just as obstinate the last time I held you captive!”

Why did you even ask his opinion.

Anyway, Cape Kang mentions he totally would have destroyed the Avengers if it hadn’t been for Ravonna.

Who snaps to attention, not sure what’s going on but hearing her name.

Its fine though, Kang loves recapping his own history to people who already know it.

When Kang conquered Earth 4000 AD, he really conquered all but a tiny corner of it before he got bored and went off to get beaten up by the Avengers.

So when he returned focus to his future empire, he finally got around to seizing Ravonna’s kingdom. But since he had fallen in love with Ravonna, he refused to execute her as his subordinates demanded.

And then they mutinied.

And then he joined forces with the Avengers (Cap’s Kooky Quartet, in fact) and beat up his own army.

Which he easily succeeded at. Kang’s army sucks.

But when Kang was fulfilling his end of the deal by sending the Avengers back to their time, his mutinous lieutenant Baltag grabbed a gun and winged a shot at Kang.

Ravonna threw herself in the way of the shot (I’m pretty sure Kang’s armor could have tanked the hit so dumb on her part) and died.

Cape Kang: “Nothing in all my science could restore her life. At beast, I could but preserve her body in stasis. The years that followed are a blur to me now. I set out through time and space, in search of adventure -- any adventure -- which would help me forget. But nothing did.”

Wasp looks super unsympathetic when Kang is telling this part of the story.

Cape Kang goes on to explain that his adventures eventually brought him into conflict with Thor yet again and when Kang tried to flee in his time machine, Thor flung Mjolnir and enveloped the machine in an infinity vortex which caused it to blow up.

Good job, Thor.

Pre-Cape Kang was flung into Limbo.

Where he found a skeletonized Immortus.

Pre-Cape Kang has no curiosity for why there’s a skeletonized Immortus because it means his crap is now finders keepers.

He uses Immortus’ viewscreens to scan through various time periods and comes upon the moment when Ravonna was shot.

Kang finds himself hitting a switch he had never tried and bingo bango, he timeaports Ravonna to Limbo with him.

Finally a happy ending for Kang.

Or, well, a Kang.

Because Pre-Cape Kang sees on the monitor that without Ravonna to take the shot for him, Kang has been shot and killed.

So I was wrong about Kang’s armor.

And Kang realizes he was wrong about an aspect of time travel.

Cape Kang: “In saving my love, I had diverged a new reality in which I died! I soon discovered that my adventures had triggered an abundance of divergent realities, many of which held copies of myself...”

Ravonna asks why Kang even cares but he has an answer for that.

Pre-Cape Kang: “Because they’re such idiots -- and they’re diverging more idiots! I must put an end to this before the name of Kang becomes synonymous with ‘fool!’”

So Pre-Cape Kang figured he could kill Kangs in Limbo without creating diverging timelines because time is weird in Limbo. And he recruited the two Kangs too clever to easily kill into his Council of Kangs.

Which makes Old Kang angry.

(Still, even angrier is Hercules who is straining against the paralysis beam SO HARD that its causing a power drain on the system which the other Avengers notice as the paralysis on them weakens.)

Captain Marvel starts thinking about what she should do when the beam weakens and when Old Kang distracts Cape Kang by moving slightly, Captain Marvel unleashes a burst of energy which cuts off the beams.

Cape Kang: “You’ve cut off the paralysis beams! But how? There are safeguards... warning systems -- ! There would have been signs of an overload!”

Ravonna: “There were signs, my lord!”

Cape Kang: “Ravonna, you knew -- ? You betrayed me?!?”

Trouble in paradise.

And then Hercules tries to punch Cape Kang.

Cape Kang brags that his armor has defended against Mjolnir before but Kang forgot something from a previous time he fought Thor.

It doesn’t matter how strong the force-field is, if it’s not anchored.

Namor also charges forward; he and Hercules punch Kang at the same time and send him flying through a wall.

Which the Avengers immediately chase him through.

Wasp lags behind to see what Ravonna is going to do. Ravonna just pulls a gun on Old Kang and tells Wasp to go after Cape Kang. But asks that Wasp try to take him alive.

Wasp: “We will if he lets us!”

Its a big ask, Ravonna.

Cape Kang apparently activated his robot hordes from his robot factories. They’re not difficult to fight but they are distracting the Avengers from pursuing him.

So as a counter move, Captain Marvel has nyoom’d ahead of the others to keep Cape Kang busy.

Which she does by trying to overload his force-field.

He’s skeptical she can but

Captain Marvel: “Want to bet? I’ve shattered fields generated by whole starships!”

And Kang realizes she’s right and will overload his shields in moments unless he does something.

So he does do something.

He remote activates a weapon that blasts darkforce at her, figuring that its the perfect counter to a being of light.

And he’s right. I mean, back in Avengers #237, Blackout’s darkforce derived powers managed to lock her down.

But teamwork makes the dream work.

The Avengers have made short work of the robot hordes and arrive to back up Captain Marvel!

And shouting the less often used battle cry AVENGERS ATTACK!

Back with Old Kang and Ravonna, Old Kang  tries to convince Ravonna to give him the gun so he can go kill Cape Kang which Ravonna isn’t thrilled about.

Old Kang: “Ravonna, I love you more than he! I have mourned for you for half-a-century of time!”

Ravonna: “If you truly love me, then promise you will not harm your time-brother.”

Old Kang: “I could never promise that! I must have my revenge for the way he used me!”

Ravonna: “I see. Go then... Get it over with!”

Old Kang: “You’re letting me go... Just like that?”

Ravonna: “If you’re so determined to get yourself killed, it is pointless to try and stop you. But I won’t give you my weapon -- you’ll have to kill me first.”

Which Old Kang is cool with. Not the killing her thing. I mean, her not giving him the gun.

He just pulls a different gun from inside his battle suit.

While Old Kang marches off to go murder another version of him, Ravonna bemoans how stupid all Kangs are but how she had to give him a chance, while someone off-panel comforts her.

A new challenger?

Old Kang decides that he’ll pull a himself and attack Cape Kang after the Avengers have softened him up.

The Avengers really are just kind of being bounced around the middle of this self-rivalry situation.

Meanwhile at the fight, Wasp advises Hercules to do a Hercules thing and pick up and throw something heavy.

Except, Hercules is starting to get annoyed with her telling him to do obvious things.

I’m sure this will be solved by an honest and open conversation!

Anyway.

While Cape Kang deals with the heavy thing Hercules threw, Captain America flanks Kang from behind.

Except Cape Kang expected it and blasts Cap.

BUT TWAS A DOUBLE RUSE.

Black Knight slashes Kang from his other flank with his magic sword, disrupting the conqueror’s force field.

Which was the opening Old Kang was waiting for.

He lunges out of hiding to shoot Cape Kang in the back -

- only to explode.

Because Cape Kang (henceforth Only Kang) sabotaged Old Kang’s weapons while he was captured.

Kang declares himself the winner of the Great Kang Off.

His evil plan this time was mostly just to kill every other Kang and he’s done that so even if the Avengers kick his ass now, its a singular and unique ass. Checkmate, the Avengers.

Black Knight, probably out of petty spite, asks Kang how he knows that there aren’t a few more loose Kangses.

Kang: “Because I have computed all possible divergences and eliminated them all! I am the sole master of time!”

Immortus: “Not so, brother... You will never be master, as long as I yet live!”

Oh, hey. Immortus wasn’t quite so skeletonized after all. And he and his very yellow gloves was the one comforting Ravonna from off-panel.

It all comes together!

Because its evidently an Immortus plan and Immortus plans are always far more convoluted than they need to be.

Did you know that it was Immortus’ plan for Vision and Scarlet Witch to bone down?

He shipped it.

Anyway.

Kang declares that Immortus must be a trick because Immortus is supposed to be Super Dead.

But Immortus goes ‘well actually, everything else has been a trick’ and explains how he’s been fucking with Kang this whole time and was the one really behind the ‘kill all Kangs’ plan.

Ugh, Immortus. Even more annoying than Kang.

Cape Kang is surprised that Immortus is also a divergent Kang so I guess this isn’t the same Kang that was in the Celestial Madonna Saga. Dude learned this already.

Which the Avengers point out, that they already heard this story. And also thought he was dead. Whats the deal, Immortus?

Immortus: “The rumors of my demise were a necessary deception, Captain.”

Cool, explains everything, thanks.

I don’t know why the Avengers thought Immortus was dead anyway once Kangs started showing up again. The only reason Immortus supposedly died is because he died as Kang preventing him from growing up to be Immortus.

Wait. Immortus being dead and gone was what prompted Marcus to kidnap Carol Danvers and brainwash her into giving birth to him so he could date her. Which led to Marcus’ death because he’s an idiot who does everything wrong.

But Immortus wasn’t actually dead, he was just hiding around the corner and wouldn’t reveal he was alive even as his shithead son did all of the things I just said?

Ugh, Immortus.

Anyway, gloating about being behind everything. Kang loves to hear himself talk, no matter how old he is.

Kang: “Divergence or not, you’ll not stop me from -- !”

Immortus: “Oh, do be still! I was stopping you long before you ever entered Limbo! Who do you think engineered that turbulence in the time stream that first brought you to the 20th and 40th centuries? Nor was it mere chance that led you to my ersatz remains. I mentally manipulated your rescue of my lovely Ravonna. And she, in turn, helped me keep your counter-divergency project under observation.”

Ravonna: “It’s all true. I’m sorry, my lord, but Immortus is all that was ever good in Kang. And you... you are still so full of hate!”

Oh my god.

So Immortus is behind everything that happened in this three-parter. BUT HE’S ALSO BEHIND KANG’S ENTIRE LIFE. Every stupid pratfall through time that led him to the formative moments that made him Kang.

WHY.

What is served by making this a bootstrap paradox?

It is a very Immortus thing to happen though.

Kang protests that he’s the master of time but Immortus waves around a globe that he says contains all the memories of all the divergent Kangs that Kang killed.

Immortus: “By its power am I the supreme master of Limbo!”

So, obviously, Kang immediately swipes it from Immortus.

And then immediately goes insane and flees into the mists.

Captain America gets ready to just chase Kang but Immortus tells him to stand down.

... Is this an Avengers story anymore?

Immortus seems to have taken over the plot.

He claims that Kang is no longer a problem and that in his current state, he’ll be stuck in Limbo.

Wasp accuses Immortus of somehow paralyzing the Avengers so they couldn’t act when Kang swiped the orb.

Immortus: “No, I gave Kang the opportunity to either condemn or redeem himself. When he seized the sphere, he chose the former course... moreso the pity.”

The orb really did contains the memories of all the Kangs. Which Kang had shoved into his head all at once.

Immortus did lie about the orb being the source of his power but he did learn a lot about alternate realities by taking his time and examining one Kang at a time.

Namor: “Thousands of memories in an instant! That would be more than any mortal mind could stand!”

Wow, Ravonna looks inordinately pleased that Kang has been driven mad and ran away screaming.

There’s so much talking in this issue.

Captain Marvel asks why Immortus pulled this whole convoluted scam on Kang and Immortus says that it was his duty as ruler of Limbo to fix the mess Kang had made of time. And in true Immortus fashion why do anything “onerous” or “distasteful” or “anything” himself if he can make up a convoluted scam. So he arranged for Kang to kill all the extra Kangs.

Captain America: “You call letting one Kang wipe out thousands, and then driving him mad ‘preferable’?!”

Namor: “I call it villainy!”

Immortus: “Call it what you will!”

Stay classy, Immortus.

Blah blah pulls the ‘i’m just so much smarter and more responsible than you guys’ argument that the Avengers just don’t understand his scope of operations.

When the Avengers are still skeptical, Immortus just blasts them back to their own time, saying he doesn’t need them anymore.

Ravonna asks why Immortus was such a dick to the Avengers and Immortus says he doesn’t want the Avengers to like and trust people like him because they’d be less effective if they did.

Annnnnd. I mean. Okay, valid.

Geez.

I liked most of this story arc before Immortus showed up.

Then its just words words words and retcons while the Avengers awkwardly stand around and crack wise on Kang.

I’d love to know the thought process behind this story. Like what prompted it, why it was seen as a necessary story, what the takeaway and going forward was supposed to be.

If only I were one of those cool, big podcasters who could interview comic people. But that’s a dream for someone capable of that level of work. I can only just manage a post a week and that’s because the issues usually evenly divide into four pages a day, Wednesdays off. And because the writing of these posts is mostly just reading the comics and saying what I’m thinking.

I’m sorry to disenchant you.

Even though I gave the game away, please follow @essential-avengers​ which I will surely one day get back to updating. Like and reblog because a big, iconic story is coming up sometime soon.

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5 9 12 and 15 :)

hello dear lena! thank you💕 i hope you enjoy these recs

fic reader's ask meme

5. long stories or short stories

i tried to answer this several ways, tbh and what i finally realized is that i really don't mind short, medium or long fic. all of it is nice to me, it just depends on my mood. so! here are some varied length recs 😎

here are two nice steve/tony:

Heroes and Devils by marinarusalka

Three years after Dr. Doom cast the entire island of Manhattan into the dark depths of the Echo Bazaar, life goes on. The people of Lowered Manhattan, including the Avengers, have adapted as best they could to their shadowy new existence. But then the Avengers find themselves in possession of a mysterious locked box that could save them all -- if it doesn't kill Tony first.

you can think that you’re in love, when you’re really just in pain by lomku

Every day, they take Steve, and every day, he comes back a little less pristine.

and an arthur/eames i think you might enjoy in a dark creepy way 👀

Sustenance by the_ragnarok

Nobody in their business comes by their skills for free. There is always someone to train you, to remake you in the image of your chosen profession. Their world is a place of ownerships. The best you could hope for was a long, comfortable leash. (Inception, Arthur/Eames)

9. rec some angst! (you all love this # sdkjnbgkjnb)

here's two steve/tony

A Borrowed Body by dirigibleplumbing

After Steve shows up in San Francisco, Tony uses Extremis to make him strong and beautiful again. Tony wants sex in return, and Steve gives it to him—he owes this body to Tony, after all. Every month after that, he visits Tony to keep up his end of the bargain.

That will just have to be enough for him.

but come ye back by Red (S_Hylor)

When the night is cold and the sky is open, Tony goes to talk to the past Sheriff of Timely.

then, a carol/jess just for you lena hehe

Hollow Spirits by Ironlawyer

Carol is missing something. She is supposed to have her memory back, yet there is an emptiness inside her. No one will listen and nothing can help. Except Tony Stark and a bottle of Jack.

and last an og fic about elves and complex internalized homophobia and trauma

The Golden Veil by jury

Half-elf Soren, raised as a human, returns to the land of the elves, but finds his past is not left behind. Caught between new relationships and the trauma of his history, he struggles to adjust to his new world through swordfights, painful conversations and the truths he's been hiding from himself.

12. share a sentence that you still remember from a fic you read long ago

what this question revealed to me is that i am really bad at remembering specific lines that are not my own words or summaries or old fma fics LOL😭

so! not so much a single sentence, but i think Relativistic Heat Conduction by BlossomsintheMist still is soooo vibrant in my mind. i read it basically when it was published and every element of it just sorta swept me away. i think it was really formative for how i view steve and tony as avengers together and leaders (especially steve) and the humanity inside superhero stories. so many good lines just saying exactly the concise, weighted thing for the moment/characters:

"“That’s the spirit,” Tony said, but it sounded dull, dead.  It was the sort of thing he might have said what felt like a hundred years ago, back in the original mansion, but it left his lips like it was in a foreign language."

"Was he the one holding them all back?  Was Clint right?  Was his lack of leadership just keeping them trapped down here, dying by inches, while people died and suffered without their help?"

"He sat with him for a long time, until his eyes closed, and he thought he slept.  It felt like an eternity.  For a while he thought he might never leave, that this stinking hut with the flies and the smell of death was it, was everything.  His penance for getting this man killed—for all of it."

not to rec another arthur/eames you didn't ask for, but there's a line about loving the best version of someone in Incipit by thehoyden and i constantly reference it in actual relationships lol. it's not prosaic, but it's really apt and just. cuts gently to the core of loving someone:

"He leaves some money on the table and helps Arthur outside, keeping a firm hand on his elbow. They wait for what feels like forever for a taxi, and then a very pregnant woman and her friend exit the restaurant just as one pulls up. Eames lets go of Arthur to carefully help the pregnant woman inside, all perfect gentlemanly courtesy, and she smiles in thanks as he gently shuts the door. When he comes back to Arthur, he says, "Next one, love, I promise."

Arthur's heart clenches then and he says, "It's fine," but he thinks he'd wait for a thousand cabs just for the pleasure of seeing Eames be a good person."

15. what rarepair you think has a lot of potential

carol/jess/rhodey. like, if you've ever read a single comic with them in it together, you have GOT to stop and go ?????polY? bc their vibes are off the charts.

for a fic rec: annie/dan/eddie/venom, which i think we've talked about before - but truly just is so good. there's so many dynamics to play with

drawn into something by Nonymos

Things Eddie Brock flirts with on a regular basis: death, insanity, his ex, his ex’s new boyfriend, and also the alien symbiote that lives inside his body. Not bad for a loser with no game, really.

and i agree with you! carol/wanda is underappreciated! here's a cute rec for them too 😜

The Heavens' Embroidered Cloths by Muccamukk

Wanda fell toward the Earth, and Carol chased her.

[boop-le-snoot]

PARTY FAVOURS I CHAPTER 22

First time reader click here

TWs/Summary: FLUFF! Inappropriate jokes! The team being a family of mother hens. Steve + WAP! Reader's old man fetish is ✨blossoming✨. Stephen is finally evolving from Grinch into a human being.

a/n: How do we feel about Wanda/Loki pairing? Loki is comparatively around Wanda's/Reader's/Pietro's age, e.g. he's a young adult. Also, new divider.

All three of us spilled out of the elevator in a flurry of wet hair, outrageously large shopping bags and the smell of autumn leaves and cinnamon-infused chocolate. Picture perfect friends - our arms were linked, we stood side to side, our bags mixed up. Loki's silky black hair was dripping cold water onto my face and my own clothes sticking to me in uncomfortable places.

It started pouring buckets when we got into my car to go back to the tower. Wanda complained about being hungry and after a brief detour in one of the hole-in-the-wall, hidden gem, French boulangeries, all three of us were pleasantly relaxed and companionable under the influence of hot chocolate and fresh, warm croissants (Loki ate, like, ten, royal manners be damned). The five minute run from the parking lot to the main entrance resulted in us being way too soaked to be comfortable - thankfully, the shopping bags seemed to be waterproof. Or, perhaps, Loki enchanted them somehow.

"Stop fucking cheating, Rogers..." Tony was grumbling in frustration, looking at an array of cards in his hands, squinting suspiciously at a smug Steve.

Noticing us, the room perked up immediately. Thor lifted his head and we saw him and Pietro splayed out on the couch, each male holding a play station controller. Stephen Strange was sat cross-legged on the floor, reading a book, while Natasha filed her nails next to him, a face of tranquility and indifference.

We almost backpedaled from the amount of puppy eyes suddenly gazing at us.

"Sup?" I decided to go first, seeing as both of my companions were still mostly confused. What the hell, I was equally perplexed.

"How was your day, brother?" and "Got yourself a nice dress?" and "Marchesa? Not bad." Were the most intelligible words I could make out of the cacophony that descended upon us.

And it suddenly downed on me. Neither Wanda nor Loki had previously left for the city on their own. Their siblings were worried. I sighed, concealing my happiness behind a quiet complaint of being cold and wet. My bags were picked up by Thor who abandoned his game in favour of greeting his brother with a hug. Surprisingly, Loki didn't refuse and let Thor embrace him and relieve us of our items to deposit them out of the way.

"Cold," Wanda whined, stripping off her damp sweater to reveal simple black leggings and tee underneath.

"Wet," Loki mumbled, gathering a ball of green magic to dry out his dripping hair.

"Gross," I said, walking straight into Tony's open arms. He didn't say anything, just indicated my place was in his lap, squeaking and shivering as soon as I reached my destination.

"Baby girl, you're gonna get sick. Let's go take a bath," He unsuccessfully attempted to lift my limp body. I groaned in protest, dead on my feet. It felt like I had walked a thousand miles. Wasn't gonna remove myself from a warm, soft Tony.

"I'm dead, like, I'm a zombie. If you move me, I'll eat that sexy brain of yours," I threatened fitfully.

"Well, at least change out of these clothes. You're dripping me in gross, polluted rain water," The engineer laughed.

"Lazy," I replied, nestling myself closer to his warmth. He tugged on my clothes, wrestling me out of the top layers, leaving me shivering like a newborn kitten across his lap. His eyes darted across the room - evidently, he was looking for some sort of a hoodie as he wasn't wearing one at the time. Tony knew how much I loved those and always kept one in his vicinity. Thoughtful, lovely Tony.

"Have you seen my MIT sweatshirt?" He asked and everyone replied negative. Tony frowned.

"Here, have mine," Strange stood up, unzipping and handing me his own plain grey one. "I'll make some herbal tea for the girls least they actually get sick." With that, the grumpy doctor walked off into the kitchen. I watched his broad back retreat with renewed interest. Hate to see you go but love to watch you leave...

One warm hoodie and hot tea later, I was feeling less like a drowned cat and more like the fabulous human being that I was. Wanda had told everyone about her two cute new dresses without actually revealing the idea behind her costume. Somehow all of us silently agreed to surprise each other after I pulled my stunt on Stephen.

Strange didn't seem to be mad at me; his presence was amiable and delightful. He made usual small talk and we engaged in a brief, friendly battle of the wits and he and Tony managed to not piss off each other too much. Loki and Wanda hung nearby, and we chatted, too, mostly about less popular but very cool movies the three of us could watch... Yeah, so we were arranging a sleepover. Bite me.

"So, everyone ready for the party?" Clint was all but bouncing in his seat. "Me and Sammy-boy, we'll have the coolest costumes!" He exclaimed, smirking in Tony and Bruce's direction. Something was coming, something great, from my two boys. I could sense it. Natasha probably knew and tattled to Clint already. The bird bros fist-bumped with an obnoxious cheer.

I was feeling drowsy. The tea Strange made had something calming in it. My usual energetic spirit was gone, replaced by a mellow sort of mood. Plus, my feet hurt from all the walking. I moaned in distaste, flexing my toes.

"I disagree," Wanda shared a secretive smile with Loki and me.

Apparently, my discomfort was quite obvious. It took only another quiet, pitiful groan from me for Bruce to scoot closer, remove my socks and tenderly knead the arch of my foot. He smiled at me, soft and gentle, pressing the pads of his fingers into the soft, painful spots.

"Yeah, Pigeon, no amount of make-up will help that ugly mug," Tony declared with a wave of his hand.

"Tony!" Sam defended his bird bro, tossing a pillow at the engineer and missing me by barely an inch.

"You don't need any make-up, bird. You need plastic surgery." I jumped on the bully Clint bandwagon for the lolz. He was actually quite handsome, but his reactions always were fucking priceless. All of us occasionally ruffled his feathers but never to an actually hurtful extent.

"Not gonna lie, that one hurt." Barton huffed, crossing his arms.

Meanwhile, Bruce had moved onto my other foot. I had to hold in a bunch of very lewd, inappropriate noises. Tony was grinning above me, not at all affected by me squirming around. Banner grinned back at the engineer. They were definitely plotting something.

That just wouldn't do, I decided. Time to throw Rick and Morty off their course a little. I stretched leisurely, allowing the hem of my borrowed hoodie to lift, exposing an inch too much of skin than strictly appropriate.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Steve's arched eyebrow and the small secretive smirk he hid behind a cup of tea. The Captain wasn't as virtuous as the others thought and he definitely was onto me.

Bruce still wreaked havoc on my vestibular system by doing some magical voodoo shit to my toes and traded suspicious grins with Tony who radiated an unfair amount of smugness.

"Oh my God," I stretched with a moan of contentment. "Fucking rail me." I might have used this particular choice of words on purpose. The Avengers that memed with me knew the actual meaning but they were in the minority. Most, including Tony and Bruce, gasped in shock at my choice of words. I grinned innocently. "What?"

"We don't use that kind of language around here!" Steve exclaimed, barely hiding a full-fledged laugh behind his cup.

"Cap, a lot has changed in the past seventy years, if you didn't notice," Barton rolled his eyes. "Women are allowed to express themselves now."

"Men think it's pretty hot, actually," Tony remarked, giving me one of his positively mischievous smiles, gently stroking my cheek and dipping his index finger under the hem of my top, following the lines of my collarbone. "It's just that Cap got left out in the cold."

"Very funny, Tony," Steve groaned as the rest of the group laughed. "We don't need a repeat of the WAP incident."

I choked on my breath. "The WHAT incident?!"

Laughter drowned out Steve's stuttering explanation as the supersoldier blushed, possibly, the most saturated shade of scarlet I'd ever seen on a human's face. I had to stop Bruce from continuing to make my limbs into Jell-O, wanting to hear the full story clearly. Anything that warranted such a strong reaction from Steve was bound to be, like, equal parts extremely embarrassing and hilarious. Bucky was laughing up a storm, a tell-tale sign of him having taken direct actions to ensure Steve would be as confused and ashamed as possible.

"Steve caught Peter listening to the song and asked him about it. Peter refused to answer at first, so Bucky decided to mess with Steve a bit," Pietro began explaining. "So Bucky goes: WAP stands for wasted academic potential. Steve sits on it a couple of days, believing his boyfriend like the naïve old man he is," Pietro was gesturing vividly, arms flailing, as the Captain buried his face in his hands. "Lo and behold, Steve had to give a Captain America speech at some sort of school for delinquent children. And at the end of it all - Natasha has that bit on video, by the way - he gives his stern Captain look and goes "WAP is no joke!"!" The speedster laughed out loud along with everybody.

I was howling at that point, staring at Steve. Did the old man realize all the answers to his questions were a simple Google search away? "NO, he didn't, oh my God," I wheezed, suddenly having realized where it was going.

"He totally did!" Clint continued, giving Pietro a fond look and a chance to catch his breath. "The whole student population was laughing, tears rolling down their faces, as the principal started angrily ranting right in Steve's face. And he was just so, so-o confused. Man, his face..." Clint shook his head. "He left so freaking red in the face I thought he was going to have a heart attack. The students had started singing the song, the uncensored version - mind you - at some point and Steve just progressively got redder and redder."

"I'm seventy percent Irish, I can't help it!" Steve cried in his own defense, the famous blush on full display, but laughing nonetheless as he clutched onto his left boob for dear life.

"And one hundred percent dumbass!" Bucky clapped his boyfriend on the shoulder.

I nodded along, me and Tony a howling pile of limbs. The engineer himself was holding onto me for dear life, too winded to make any of his usual snarky commentary regarding Steve's epic failure. "Pure of heart, dumb of ass," I wheezed out my sudden realization.

"Shit, I'm getting that on a t-shirt," Tony sent himself into another cackle fest. "That's brilliant, Princess."

Bucky nodded along, "I'm buying one for this punk." He pointed at Steve, poking him in the right pec.

"Jerk," Steve's gaze was annoyed but fond as he gently shoved his boyfriend before placing a gentle kiss atop his head. Old people in love, so adorable.

"May I request one for my brother as well?" Loki interjected, eyebrow raised, eyeing Thor trying to pry open a carton of ice cream and failing to notice the little plastic lid covering the top part of it. The blonde was utterly oblivious both to his brother and to the chaos around him, set on his quest for salted caramel pecan creamy goodness. I couldn't say I didn't see the appeal...

"What did you call - himbos?" Stephen eyed me curiously, pointing to Thor and Steve with a shaky hand.

I nodded in response. "Harmless, loveable, kind, beefy and utter dumbasses," I pointed out the main characteristics. "I love himbos."

"You said my brain was sexy," Tony pouted, pressing me closer to him and in turn, making my legs wrap around Bruce in a funny way that brought all three of us in a weird sandwich hug. I must've died and gone to heaven once again. "This is bullshit," And Tony fuckin' bit me. The bastard sunk his teeth into my shoulder strong enough to leave a mark.

"I love big, fat brains. Unf," My attempt at a salacious voice only made people laugh. "No PhD, no pussy. I don't make the rules," I snorted loudly.

"You and your old man kink," Wanda chuckled good-naturedly, casting me a knowing glance over the tops of her friends' heads.

"Yes," I agreed solemnly, pulling Tony in for a kiss without an ounce of shame or reservation, catching Stephen's amused face meeting my eyes for a brief second, his eyebrow raised meaningfully. Looked like someone took my comment a little close to heart. Nobody really batted an eye at Bruce being in the middle of our cuddle puddle so if I had to guess, Stephen Strange was at least interested... Or was he silently judging me?

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[fluffymcu]

Letting Loose

Part SIX

This series is TICKLE related.

Series Summary:  You’re the little sister of the one and only Captain America. You’re also the youngest girl on the team, so that automatically makes you the avengers’ little princess. And they spoil you as such. They have become your amazing family and you don’t know where you’d be without them. This series will show random adventures and fluffy events in the daily life of the reader and her family, along with an unexpected turn later on as you read. 

A/N: I’m so excited to be writing this series! This is my first time writing one and I’m a bit nervous but I hope it all goes well. :) The first few chapters will be about random events, not really following a timeline until Chapter 9. Hope you enjoy!

I feel like this one is kinda bad, idk lol

Word Count: 2,419

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Sunday afternoon. You were walking to the gym to practice some dances when you heard some people talking in one of the common rooms. You decided to walk in there and see what they were talking about. 

“Alright, we’ll leave first thing in the morning.” Bucky stated, pausing and smiling lightly when he saw you come in. You pouted and looked at him, Nat, and Wanda with sad eyes. 

“You guys are leaving? On a mission?” You ask. So soon too? They exchanged looks and gave you an apologetic smile. 

“Yeah, it was sudden. They need us in Bali. We’ll only be gone two days. It’s a small mission, nothing too serious, that’s why it’s just us.” Wanda smiled. That made you feel a little better, since they weren’t gonna be gone too long. You nodded and smiled a bit, leaving to go practice. 

When you left, the three exchanged awkward looks, Nat finally speaking up. “I’ll take the kids out somewhere and explain a little more about the mission, hopefully that will make them not worry too much.” She hummed. Bucky nodded and watched as Nat left to go tell you and Peter.

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You were almost done with your dance when Nat came in with Peter trailing behind. “Hey.” You panted. Nat smiled and nodded to the door. 

“I’m gonna take you guys to the park. Come on, get dressed. We’ll take the Lamborghini.” She smirked. You smiled widely and quickly made your way to your room. Nat always had a thing for nice cars so every time she’d go somewhere, she’d borrow some of Tony’s cars. 

You took a record time shower and put on a simple outfit, running downstairs to the garage to meet them. You and Peter raced over to the passenger side, pushing each other over. “I call shotgun!” You chirped, beating Peter to the door. He groaned and jumped into the back seat, you milking the moment by doing a victory dance and sticking your tongue at him quickly.

You had convinced Nat to get you both ice cream and you were very excited, now walking through the park with a cone of your favorite. You all stopped to sit at a bench, Nat smirking down at the both of you, taking off her sunglasses before resting her elbow on the back of the bench. “So. I just thought I’d bring you guys here to discuss the mission a little bit more.” You both nodded, taking another lick of your ice cream. “We leave tomorrow, come back Wednesday. It’s not a mission to be worried about, we just need to extract some information from a former HYDRA worker but now he’s selling illegal weapons in the Black Market. We need to disguise as VIP guests at a sales party and find out as much as we can about this guy to track down all his associates and shut down his business. Nothing much, we’ll get it done.” She smiled. You nodded, a little more relieved about the situation. 

“So, if something goes wrong and they find out who you are?” You lead, looking up at her. She smirks, giving you a sure look. 

“That’s not gonna happen.” She soothed. You smiled and sat back, satisfied with the answer. Nat was, well, she was Black Widow. A spy. She knew what she was doing. That’s why she was in charge of this mission. 

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You were now home and chilling on the couch with Peter and Vision was in the kitchen attempting to make Wanda something. After a while of you and Peter cracking jokes about characters on the tv, Vision got curious as to all the slang you both were using. 

“Oh my god, look at that man!” You gushed dramatically, pointing to some guy on tv that was standing at an angle that showed his profile. “The booty do be thicc tho.” You smirked, looking at Peter with an impressed expression. Peter laughed and rolled his eyes.

“Chile, anyways, so..” He chuckled. You smiled and both continued to reference memes and slang, only confusing Vision more. 

“He really is flexing on us with those abs.”

“I bet you’re salty right now cause you don’t have a butt as thick as him.”

“I’m really bout to clap you for that comment.”

“I’m just spilling the tea, sis.”

“Children, may I ask what those things mean?” Vision asked from his place in the kitchen, catching you and Peter’s attention. 

“What what means?” You asked. Vision came closer into the living room and clasped his hands together politely.

“Those... words you were using a second ago. Thick, and... tea, and flexing. What do those mean?” 

You and Peter looked at each other, smirking widely at the exact same time. “Come, sit with us Vision.” You said in a dramatically polite way, motioning towards the couch and crossing your legs. “We shall teach you what we know.” 

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You and Peter were snickering in your room, laughing at how funny it was to see Vision so confused. You both had finally gotten him to understand all the references, memes, and quotes you two were using, and encouraged him to use them in his daily routine. At that moment, Wanda came in your room with her arms crossed. 

“What did you guys do to Vision?” She asked accusingly. You pursed your lips, trying to keep yourself from smiling. She caught this and narrowed her eyes at you before coming closer. “Were you guys messing with Vision? He’s been using all of these analogies and words I only hear you two use. What did you do?” She asks again, this time poking your side as a warning. 

You flinched and held in a giggle, covering your side. “N-Nothing.” You said nervously. She gave you a look that confirmed she didn’t believe it and fluttered her fingers around your neck. “Ack!” You squeaked, scrunching up your shoulders and giggling as her long fingers raked around your neck and collarbone. “Nohohoho!” 

She smirked and slithered her fingers into your ribs, digging in the spaces. “Were you guys messing with him? You know that’s not nice; it’s not his fault he doesn’t understand teenage slang.” She sang, smiling wider when your giggles turned desperate and you fell back on the bed. She took that opportunity to get your belly, that was now exposed by your shirt riding up. Her tickles were gentle, but they tickled like crazy, especially on your belly. You squealed when she traced her nails along your waistline, kicking your legs out.

“okahahahay! ihihim sohohohorry!” You pleaded. Peter had gotten out of the way, giggling at you from a distance. 

“Is that a real, honest apology, or just a ticket to get me to stop.” She chuckled, pausing her attack to let you speak. 

“Yehehes, I’m sohohorry for picking on your manz.” You panted. Peter chuckled and Wanda rolled her eyes, standing back. You giggled as you watched her carefully, to make sure she wasn’t going to tickle you again. “But he did catch up pretty fast though, you gotta give him that.” You chirped, shrugging an arm. Wanda scoffed and turned around to leave. 

“Leave Vision alone.” She warned before closing the door. You sighed in relief and laid back on your bed. Peter also sat back down once the coast was clear and you both resumed your hilarious conversation about Vision.

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After dinner and helping the team clean up, you and Peter decided to jump in the pool for a bit and swim. You couldn’t be there too late though, because tomorrow was Monday and you had school. Also, you had to get up extra early because you wanted to see Bucky, Nat and Wanda off for their mission. Nonetheless, you and Peter were going to have a sleepover in your room. You usually have one every weekend but since you didn’t have one Friday night, you weren’t gonna break tradition.

You and Peter were splashing each other, laughing freely and flinching as water hit your faces. The sun was going down so it was getting cooler, making the water more refreshing to be in. Tony came out into the yard with some popsicles in his hands, standing at the edge of the pool. “Want some?” 

Peter gasped, quickly swimming towards the edge to get his popsicle, you following close behind. “Thanks Tony!” You both smiled. Tony hummed and nodded, going back inside. You sat at the stairs of the pool while Peter stood at the shallow end. After you had finished, you both swam for about 10 more minutes before drying up and going inside. 

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You both showered and got into your PJs before meeting in your room. You brought lots of snacks from downstairs and you were watching a movie on your bed. It was about 9:30 now, and the movie was almost finished. Almost all of your snacks were done and now you were just laying there, hugging your pillow and laying on your side, facing the tv. 

“Do you think I’ll get chest hair soon?” Peter asked out of nowhere. You spluttered, looking over at him with a brow raised. You decided to mess with him a bit, like you love to do.

“Ay ay ay, Peter, chest hair grows when you become a man.” You smirked. Peter gave you a wary look but you decided to keep going. “Even I have my chest hairs, where are yours?” You teased, poking around his chest. Peter sucked his teeth before grabbing the pillow behind his head and whacking you with it.

You gasped and let out shocked laughter, deciding it was time to fight. “Okay..” You slowly got up, standing in the mattress and puffing your chest out. “You wanna fight, bro?!” You asked. Peter instantly got up, copying your stance and beating his chest once.

“Bring it on, giggles! you know I’ll win anyway!” He sang. You felt your face heat up and growled, commencing the fight. You grabbed his shoulders, pushing down to try to bring him down to the ground but he swiped his legs under you, letting you fall on your back. You immediately start to giggle, just like he knew you would, and shook his head with a smile. 

You stood up and grabbed him in a headlock, moving your leg behind him and kicking behind his knee to take him down. It finally worked and you both fell on the bed, you landing on top of him. Peter chortled and wrapped his arms and legs around you like a koala, and held your back to his chest. You grunted and fought against it, launching yourself forward with force to try to break his grip. However, your attempts were short lived when he began to rapidly pinch your sides, up and down. You yelped and let out surprised laughter. 

“Nohoho! Peter stohohop, no tihihickling!” You cried. Peter laughed and flipped you over, now straddling you. You pushed at his knees to get him off but he quickly stopped it by slipping his hands under your arms. With a loud squeal, you brought your arms to your sides and threw your head back in ticklish agony. “Crahahahap!” 

Peter giggled along with you and tased his fingers in the middle of your belly, eliciting your loud belly laughter. You arched your back and pushed at his hands. You were able to grab them and you held them tight in your hands. Peter paused, letting you think you had a chance to keep him at bay. “I told you I’d win, giggles.”

“Thihihis isn’t fahahair!” You cried, keeping his hands away. Peter raised his brows and looked at you in mock concern. 

“Oh, really? You don’t say.” He gasped before ripping his hands out of your grip and tickled your hips, causing you to convulse under him. You let out squeaky laughter, making Peter chuckle at you. 

“NOHOHOOO!” You howl, slowly dissolving into silent laughter, trying to turn on your belly. Peter snickered and blew a quick raspberry on your neck, right under your jaw line. You screamed, recoiling and slapping at his face and chest. Peter sat back with an eyebrow raised and his mouth open slightly with a smirk. 

“Are you slapping me? Do I need to web your arms down so I can finish up here?” He teased. You immediately howled out apologies.

“NOHOHO I’M SOHOHORRY!” You said, shaking your head. Peter gave you a smug look and lifted your shirt, before grabbing your sides to hold you steady. You threw your head back in defeat, knowing what he was about to do but giggled nervously nonetheless. There was no use trying to talk him out of it. 

You shrieked, your laughter going silent and pushed at his head desperately when you felt him blow the raspberry on your belly button. You were literally just a puddle of uncontrollable giggles when he sat back, watching you with a satisfied smile. “There. I have created a masterpiece!” He gushed, putting his hands on your belly and shaking it furiously, forcing a another bubbly stream of giggles. “An adorable, giggly masterpiece! Muah!” He said, making a chefs kiss before getting off you. 

You turned on your side as soon as his weight was off you and curled into a ball, still letting out residual giggles. “Whyhyhy do you lohohove to torture mehehe.” You said, not really expecting an answer. Peter chuckled and shrugged nonchalantly. 

“Mmm, cause it’s fun!” He smirked. You rolled your eyes and snuggled up in bed, pulling up the covers. After making small talk with him and laughing about different things Flash has attempted to humiliate Peter with, Steve knocked on the door before coming in to check on you guys before going to bed himself. “Hey you guys alright?” 

“Yeah, we’re good.” You chirped, Peter nodding beside you. 

“Alright, well, you guys should get some sleep. You’ve got school tomorrow. Tv off.’“ He hummed, nodding towards the tv. You smirk and roll your eyes playfully.

“Sure, dad.” You quipped, making him tilt his head and give you a pointed glare. 

“Lay off the attitude, will ya? Goodnight.” He shakes his head, closing the door behind him. You smile widely, the both of you bidding him goodnight and get the remote to turn off the tv. You and Peter get comfortable and continue your conversation in the dark, not even noticing that you both fell asleep in the middle of your sentences. 

[ernmark]

2021: Ao3 Data

I had to do some home-brew finagling to make it work, but I got it.

I'm borrowing this meme from @sapphosewrites, and by proxy from @vermin-disciple.

Fics: 23

Kudos: 4,017

Comment Threads: 839

Bookmarks: 609

Subscriptions: 333

Total Word Count: 123,607 (about the length of Pride and Prejudice)

Hits: 30,200

Top 3 by hits: A Dynasty of Liars (4044), When You Wake (3931), and I Could Be Your Own Avenging Angel (3755)

Top 3 by kudos: I Could Be Your Own Avenging Angel (444), When You Wake (363), and The Play's the Thing (345)

Top 3 by bookmarks: I Could Be Your Own Avenging Angel (100), The Play's the Thing (66), and New Normal (62)

There's a big part of me that doesn't feel like I did much writing at all, but I think that may be because I kind of dropped off the face of the earth at the end of September?

The lion's share of my hits/kudos/bookmarks seems to be concentrated in the two series, though-- The Silken Tether (I Could Be Your Own Avenging Angel and When You Wake) and The Best-Laid Plans (The Play's The Thing and A Dynasty of Liars).

[danco110]

If you ever start thinking “Hey, maybe I have too many Commander decks,” let me tell you: you don’t. I do:

WARNING!!! EXTREMELY long post below, describing each deck and a brief summary of its strategy in overly abbreviated and nerdy Commander lingo. I mean, I’m talking a real wall of text, here. I mean it! Read more at your own risk!

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THE A-TEAM: These decks have all been around for a while, and have all seen their fair share of wins.

-Jhoira, Weatherlight Captain. Artifact storm, and probably the closest I’ll ever come to cedh. WARNING: my Mana Crypt is in here!

Gisela, Blade of Goldnight. OHKO tribal. Seeks to blast people wide open with either Embercleave, Kaya’s Onslaught, or Uncaged Fury.

-Bruna, Light of Alabaster. Voltron that can either play nice and fetch Eldrazi Conscription, or not, and grab Spectra Ward.

-Sigarda, Heron’s Grace. Human tokens tribal, and the rightful recipient of my only Doubling Season.

-Admiral Beckett Brass. Pirate tribal. Taking commanders and wincons is fun. WARNING: somewhat unfun to play against!

-Gishath, Sun’s Avatar. Dino tribal.

-Hallar, the Firefletcher. Kicker tribal.

-Syr Gwyn of Ashvale. Knights and equipments and equip 0 Colossal Hammers.

-Nikya of the Old Ways. A creatures-only deck that probably has more interaction than most of my other decks!

-Atemsis, All Seeing. Azor’s Gateway / Twiddlestorm / Untap shenanigans. WARNING: somewhat unfun to play against!

-Gnostro, Voice of the Crags. Flicker tribal with a non-Narset commander so as to not draw too much heat.

-Imoti, Celebrant of Bounty. Cascade / big spells / Simic is broken change my mind / tribal

-Aragon, Roar of the World. Cat tribal, and my first-ever Commander deck!

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THE B-TEAM: My decks with fairly good performance across their games, independent of wins and losses

-Halana, Kessig Trapper and Alena, Kessig Ranger (Partner). Big bodies / EtB tribal.

-Khorvath Brightflame and Sylvia Brightspear (Partner). Knights and dragons tribal.

-Virtus, the Veiled and Gorm, the Great (Partner). Quietus Spike / force block shenanigans. WARNING: somewhat unfun to play against!

-Linvala, Shield of Sea Gate. Azorius party aggro.

-Zagras, Thief of Heartbeats. Phantom Rakdos party control.

-Tazri, Beacon of Unity. 5C party +1/+1 counters.

-Kazarov, Senior Pureblood. “I can’t play against Krenko anymore today” Pyroclasm tribal.

-Liesa, Shroud of Dusk. Angel and demon tribal (NOTE: no synergy there, I just wanted to stick to the flavor of “alliance with a demon lord”)

-Orah, Skyclave Hierophant. Clerics tribal that always tries for an Angel of Destiny win before it (always) defers back to aristocrats.

-Bruna, the Fading Light. Angel tribal that tries to meld Brisela every game.

-Anafenza, the Foremost. +1/+1 counters tribal, and the deck that made me realize Outlast really should’ve been instant-speed.

-Samut, Voice of Dissent. Exert tribal with vigilance, untap, and extra combats.

-Juri, Master of the Revue. Sacrifice tribal, with a burn subtheme.

-Kalemne, Disciple of Iroas. Big tribal, and the deck that made me realize Experience counters were busted. Run Suncleanser, people!

-Quintorius, Field Historian. Reanimate and blow up your graveyard. Also, Purify the Grave is hilarious!

-Vaevictis Asmadi, the Dire. Chaos warp tribal, and a Primal Surge deck that doesn’t have Primal Surge because that card is extremely boring.

-Ishkanah, Grafwidow. Spider tribal that seeks to make opponents forget about Ishkanah’s activated ability until it’s too late.

-Omnath, Locus of the Roil. Landfall and elementals.

-Savra, Queen of the Golgari. Grave Pact tribal. WARNING: somewhat unfun to play against!

-Feather, the Redeemed. Haha, combat tricks go brrrrrr!

-Adeliz, the Cinder Wind. Wizards spellslinger aggro. Also one of the few decks of mine that actually uses cantrips!

-Aryel, Knight of Windgrace. Knights tribal with a removal/control subtheme.

-Aurelia, Exemplar of Justice. Mentor + Double Strike tribal. I only built this deck because I pulled a borderless Outlaws’ Merriment, ok?

-Araumi of the Dead Tide. Self mill encore, and the deck that made me appreciate the singleton rule in Commander.

-Kaza, Roil Chaser. Big spells. BIG! I mean, Electrodominance for 10, into a Karn’s Temporal Sundering, big!

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THE C-TEAM: My decks that just don’t cut it at a lot of pods, sometimes even against those at appropriate power levels. That being said, however, these tend to be my more storied decks, that I still enjoy playing.

-Syr Alin, the Lion’s Claw. Mono-White go wide, with commons and uncommons only. Part of my cycle of Eldraine uncommon legendary knight decks, 1/5.

-Syr Elenora, the Discerning. Mono-Blue Voltron + draw power, with commons and uncommons only, 2/5.

-Syr Konrad, the Grim. Mono-Black aristocrats...kind of...? It’s complicated, but with commons and uncommons only, 3/5.

-Syr Carah, the Bold. Mono-Red storm, with rares and mythics for Underworld Breach and Past in Flames, because I feel like storm needs those, 4/5.

-Syr Faren, the Hengehammer. Mono-Green infect, with rares and mythics for Phyrexian Swarmlord, because I really wanted a deck that could run that, 5/5.

-Jodah, Archmage Eternal. Avengers Assemble! legendary tribal. I had a lot of bulk legends at the time, and wanted to make something of them!

-Abomination of Llanowar. Literal elf ball. Built in response to my irritation at someone’s Lathril, Blade of the Elves deck.

-Licia, Sanguine Tribute. Lifegain is good, I swear, built in response to my disbelief at the $200 price tag on a store-built Licia deck. Mine costs maybe $100, if you count the sleeves and box?

-Thalisse, Reverent Medium. Tokens tribal that breaks Anointed Procession even further, which made me wonder why green gets all the token doublers *cough*adrixandnev*cough*

-Hamza, Guardian of Arashin. +1/+1 counters, with commons and uncommons only, built because someone at my store wanted to play commons and uncommons only with an uncommon Commander. Thanks for getting me into Artisan Commander, Will!

-Siona, Captain of the Pyleas. Enchantress, with a tokens subtheme. Built because I and a friend both commented that she looked like Wonder Woman.

-Mina and Denn, Wildborn (NOT Partner). Landfall aggro, with all the creatures that pump on landfall.

-Ghired, Conclave Exile. Populate and tokens. Built because I was bored one Saturday and saw I had an extra set of sleeves.

-Obuun, Mul Daya Ancestor. Landfall tribal, (again? Sheesh!) built the same lazy Saturday as Ghired, above.

-Armix, Filigree Familiar and Eligeth, Crossroads Augur (YES Partner). Artifact tribal, with a super janky 4-piece Marionette Master loop wincon! Built because Eligeth turns Preordain into “Draw 2 cards, then draw a card.”

-Akiri, Fearless Voyager. Equipment tribal, with an asymmetrical boardwipe subtheme. Built because I pulled an Akiri from a pack, and someone said “ooh, sorry,” from over my shoulder.

-Exava, Rakdos Blood Witch. Unleash counters tribal. Built because I found a Chaos Imps in my bulk!

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THE MEME-TEAM: These decks...are. Yeah, they are. Not necessarily good or bad. Just...are.

-Kenrith, the Returned King. The game plan is “Get to Trostani’s Summoner, and either flicker it or make a bajillion copies of it.” One day, I found a card named Trostani’s Summoner, and it was love at first sight! My Demonic Tutor went in here!

-Phylath, World Sculptor. Landfall tribal...with 99 basic land cards.

-Rograkh, Son of Rogahh and Keleth, Sunmane Familiar. (Partner) Kill one guy and die tribal.

-Etrata the Silencer. The “I wanted a non-Koma Mirror Gallery deck” deck. Also with a guest appearance from flicker!

-Lazav, Dimir Mastermind. Literally just “Oops! All Control!” Draw, counter, and remove. WARNING: don’t play against this.

-Ravos, Soultender and Livio, Oathsworn Sentinel. (Partner) War of attrition, etb and control. WARNING: don’t play against this. It has like 15 boardwipes!

-Valki, God of Lies / Tibalt, Cosmic Imposter. (NOT Partner) “I want to piss off the table” tribal. It mills your opponents, it plays their stuff, and it removes the stuff it doesn’t play. WARNING: don’t play against this. It runs Jokulhaups, Obliterate, and Decree of Annihilation!

-Svella, Ice Shaper. Colossal Dreadmaw tribal, as in, anything that’s roughly 6/6 makes the cut! It’s actually won games!

-Brion Stoutarm. Hijack and fling tribal. “You know, I’ve never had an Eldrazi titan before. Can I borrow it? Well, see, I wasn’t exactly...asking...?”

-Grumgully, the Generous. Non-human “uno mas” tribal. Tries to run all the counters cards like Renata and the Rhythm of the Wild.

-Subira, Tuzuldi Caravaneer. Small tribal. Just think “mono-r blitz in Commander,” and you’ll get the gist.

-Neheb, the Worthy. Minotaurs and discard tribal. Not as oppressive as Tinybones, or as explosive as Nath, and that’s a good thing. Trust me.

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THE ALL-RAVNICAN REJECTS: These decks are... *sniff* no longer with us. They were broken down for pieces, for sleeves, or because I slept through each time I played them.

-Najeela, the Blade Blossom. Boring warriors extra combat steps. Broken because I wanted her tri-lands, and I wanted some of her warriors for my party decks.

-Golos, Tireless Pilgrim. Maze’s End lands. Golos is broken and we all know it. Broken for sleeves, and because my first land tutor was always Field of the Dead because of the incoming hate, and not Maze’s End, and I wasn’t happy with that.

-Arcades, the Strategist. Walls. As it turns out, not a lot of decks can contest 3-mana 8/8’s. And against those that could, the deck was put in the ground extremely quickly. Broken because it just wasn’t fun to play.

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THE DRAWING BOARD: These decks are in the works. Will they see the light of day, and the protection of sleeves? Well, we’ll see, will we not?

-Borborygmos. Go wide and SMASH! My first attempt at a pile of cards; I’m trying for a goblins/saproling hybrid tribal, because both make lots of tokens, but we’ll see how well that translates into actual play.

-Jor Kadeen, the Prevailer. Thopters and artificers and myr, oh my! All joking aside, I just wanted a deck that wants to run cards with Fabricate, because I thought it was a really cool mechanic!

-Garna, the Bloodflame. Reanimator/sacrifice, AKA corpse carousel. It’s a revolving door between the graveyard and the battlefield, yknow, and most of my store’s meta does not run graveyard hate.

I tried to warn ‘ya!

[endydancer1]

We used to be strangers | Part 6

Pairing: Tom Holland x Y/N Lincoln

Summary: Tom has just finished his latest movie and his heading back home to London. While he is passing the high building, suddenly something happens what changes his life completely. What is the shadow up there?

WARNING: Mentions of injuries, blood, depression, thinking of suicide.

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"Tom, get the fuck out of the bathroom! You are having a shower for almost an hour! There are 3 other boys living in this house if you haven't noticed yet!" Haz was forcefully knocking on the bathroom door. He had been standing there for good 20 minutes. Tom had went to the shower at 10 am and it was almost 11! Finally the lock clicked and the door opened showing naked Tom  wearing only a towel around his waist.

TOM'S POV:

"Holy Odin, thank you. What did take you so long?! Don't tell me you were actually showering 60 minutes!" Haz looked at me a bit annoyed.

"I was. I am sorry. I needed to shave and clean myself properly." I glanced innocently at him.

"Oh so you had to shave. Why?  Are you going on a date? You normally don't spend that much time in a shower even if you are shaving. So what's up?"

"No, I don't have a date. I just.. Want to look nice, you know? I am coming to hospital to see Y/N."

"Oh, I see now. So you are finally falling for someone new. And while she is in hospital she can't run away from you when you would want to play with her, right?" Haz teased.

I just rolled my eyes and pushed him out of my way.

"Yeah, that's my dark plan. But it's a secret, don't tell anyone or I will be forced to play with you too." I smirked and walked into my room.

"You need someone to play with you already cuz you are unbearable." I heard Haz laughing before I closed the door behind me.

"Well, what should I wear?" I was standing on one place for good 3 minutes directly looking into my closet. - What am I doing? I have never been thinking that much about what should I wear on the regular day. I don't even shower that long. Was it really an hour?- I looked at my phone. - It was! Oh God. I wasn't that nervous and didn't care that much about my look even when I went on a first date with Anna. And another thing is I don't even have a date today! It's just.. Casual visit of someone I saved, right?- I just sighed and took step closer to my closet.

"Hmm, what about this? Jeans with denin jacket. It's a bit casual, but hey, I won't spoil anything with that." I dried my hair, dressed myself and walked out of my room. There was no one except me and Haz in the house.

"Harrison? Are you ready? Can we go?" I shouted waiting in front of his room.

"I am waiting for you in the living room you div!"

"Sorry! I thought you were still in your room!" I came down to living room.

"Well not everyone is as slow as you." He stood up and took his car keys. "Let's go!"

After lunch we went to the shopping centre, because I needed to buy something for Y/N.

"Uhm, Haz? What should I buy for Y/N? I promised her to watch movies with her, but I don't know which she would want to watch."

"Well, you probably should have asked her."

"You are not helping mate!"

"I am sorry, I am sorry, I am just messing with you,haha. Well, from what you have already said about her, she doesn't know you are an actor. So probably you can show her one of your movies."

"I don't think it would be a good idea. I don't want to look like a selfish prick. And.. What if she is that kind of girl who would want me only because of my money and fame?" I glanced at my feets and played with my fingers nervously.

"Tom, I understand, but you said she sent you a heart emoji and it's a good sign!" Haz poked my arm gently and a laugh a bit.

"Yeah, but she probably saw my Instagram profile and she probably knows I am famous by now."

"Well..it's also possible, but maybe she doesn't know yet. You know what then? Take one or two Marvel movies. Iron Man or Thor, or Avengers, to see if she like these kind of movies, take some romantic comedies, you know, because girls like them, right? Take your favourite movie and maybe.. Oh yeah, try any of your movies where you were young. If she notices it, you know? The Impossible or In the heart of the sea? "

" That can actually works. Thank you Haz, what would I do without you." I smiled at him. "And we should borrow it from movie rental, because I doubt they have Netflix in the hospital." I chuckled. We borrowed 5 movies.

"Mate look at this hoodie! I need it! Haz, I need it!"

"Oh God Tom, you have tons of Spiderman hoodies! You really don't need another one..."

"But look at it!"

"It's just saying Mr. Stark I don't feel so good! Tom, this meme is over."

"Well not for me. I am gettin' it and you can't do anything about it!"

"God, fine! Buy it, but hurry up if you want me to take you to hospital." Haz rolled his eyes and waited for me outside the shop.

"I've got it! Yay!" I rushed out of the shop full of joy from my new purchase.

"You are such a kid Tom, you know? How old are? 5?" He laughed at me. "Let's go. You should buy some snacks."

"Why? I am the snack, she can eat me" I joked.

"Or you can eat her, huh?"

"Harrison! But yeah.. Maybe I will!"

"One day.." Haz sticked his tongue out.

We teased each other the whole ride to the hospital. Harrison told me to call him when I wanted him to pick me up. We said our goodbye and I went into the building.

"Good afternoon Mrs. Brown. How are you? I know I am here a bit early, but I here to visit Y/N." I smiled at young lady at the reception. Her face had already dropped while I spoke. Sad smile appeared on her face.

"I am sorry, Mr. Holland. You should go home and rather forget about her."

"W-what? Why? What happened? Is she okay?"

"I shouldn't be telling you this, but she probably won't survive much longer."

"What? You have to be joking? I was talking to her yesterday. She was fine. What happened? If it has something to with that Melendez guy I am sorry. But ple, don't joke about her dying, I.."

"I am not joking, Mr. Holland. I would have never joked about such a thing. She is my best friend. And she is dying. So please,don't make it even harder for me."

"C-can I.. Can I at least see her? One last time?"

"I am sorry, you can't. She is on fluid resuscitation right now."

I could feel my eyes started watering. I felt familiar anxiety and my heart almost stopped working. My palms started sweating, I felt dizzy. I had to sit down for a moment.

"Do you need water, Mr. Holland?"

I wasn't able to speak. My voice was caught deep in my throat. My eyes were blankly staring at the wall in front of me. I didn't even notice when she left to grab me some water.

"Here, drink it." She handed me cup of water and crunched in front of me. "Listen, I know how you feel. Y/N is amazing person, you don't know her for a long time, but I am sure you could see that. She doesn't deserve to die like this and this soon, but it's what it is. We have to deal with it. She wouldn't want you to cry over her death. She would want you to continue your life with joy. Let's honour every moment we could spend with her and if the worst comes, we should let her die in peace. " She gently rubbed the back of my hand. I looked at her with puffy red eyes.

" I don't want her to die. " I said with raspy voice.

" I know. Me neither, but she was diagnosed with severe damages to her body, her condition is really miserable and there is only a small chance of her to survive this even with the best doctors and facilities."

I growled and put my head into my hands. I didn't even try to keep my sobbs quiet. Mrs. Brown hugged me tightly.

" Psst. It will be okay. I feel the same. You are not alone. But you should go home now. Spend some time with your family and friends. It's okay to cry, but don't let it affect you in other ways. Do you have someone to pick you up?"

"What's her diagnose? What happened? Can you at least tell me so I know when she.. When she dies what causes it?"

"She suffers a septic shock. It's severe condition when 50% of patients dies, because of multiple organs failure."

"But.. She was okay yesterday. How could it happened?"

"Septic shock is caused by sepsis which does not respond the treatment.  Your blood pressure drops to a dangerously low level after sepsis."

"Oh my God." I gulped and felt dizzy again. My skin was pale.

"Mr. Holland, look at me. Do you have someone to take you home? Can you give me your phone so I can call you someone?"

I can't remember properly how I managed to unlock my phone and handed it to her. Her voice was muffled and my head hurt. I didn't know how much time passed, but suddenly Harrison appeared in front of me.

" Hey, mate. I am here, I am here. Can you stand up? I am taking you home." He helped me to stand up and led me in the car. He managed to sat me on the front seat.

"Wait for me I need to speak to the nurse. Can you do that?"

I nodded absently. He walked back to the nurse I was talking to, Mrs. Brown. She explained what happened and what he should do with me. After a minute or two, Haz took me home. I cant tell you how long the ride was, because only thing I could think about was Y/N. She was dying. Dying and I couldn't help her. I only spoke to her for a few hours, but I had already felt the bond between us. I couldn't lose her. I didn't want to be sad, broken. Not again. Not after Anna. I prayed in my head. I prayed so hard. - Please God, I have already lost the love of my life. Please, I don't want to see another person die. I have just started to have feelings for another woman, after years of being alone and crying over my sweet angel, I found another one, or at least I think I found. And you want to take her from me too? -

"Tom, Tom, please look at me. Don't cry mate, I know it's hard. I am here. Please look at me." Haz was looking at me, obviously worried. Somehow he managed to lay me down on my bed.

"Tom, do you need something? A water or something to eat?" he sat next to me on bed. I stayed quiet, not really listening what he was saying. He just sighed.

"I will give you some space. You should sleep a bit. I will be downstairs if you need something." He stood up and walked to the door.

"Stay.. Please.. I need you."

A/N: Let me know what you think about this story so far. Sorry for my English, it's not my first language and I am new with this. So I would be happy and thankful about the feedback. Have a nice day! 😊

[whosxafraid]

Borrowed Writing Prompt Meme Day 15 : Roots Verse: A Wolf In Wool Cloth || A Mortally Modern AU Featured: @croinagreine | @damhsagreine​

In the grand scheme…so many things have changed or come to light or been altered by a single piece of paper. A single piece and what was written on it of course. And perhaps later in a moment of honest clarity it will dawn upon him that this was the moment everything changed. The moment what he understood the reality–he could never go home. Not while another sat upon the proverbial throne anyway. Because people could lie, but ink? Ink is permanent. Like blood on wool.

And in the quiet of this back room hideaway, a single finger taps. Unaware its pace matches the rhythm with the clock on the wall. It’s owned far to immersed inside his own mind. His own rage. His own mother that tries in her way to explain. To fill in the gaps. Apologize a little too late for keeping this from him. Even if it was all in the name of keeping him safe. Keeping his younger siblings safe. Keeping—

A resettle of his jaw. Teeth that grate together like tectonic plates. Safety. So much at stake. His mother had allowed fear to sway her when she should have run. She allowed comforts to hold her when she should have bitten the hand that fed her. Should have–a breath. Common sense and logic pushing its way into the conversation. Because this is Angus they are talking about. Angus O’Rian. Who’s reach might just be as long as the fecking crown of England. And in the moment he realizes how much risked jeopardy he is placing his mother and his sibling in just by demanding answers.

     “Be i’ just me?”

A pause on the other end of the phone. A breath. Sound in the background he recognizes as the youngest trying to help an older brother make a sandwich.

          No.

     “How many?”

         Three.

     “D’rest?”

         Ye d–no’ me blood, but t’ey moi’ne all ta same.

Teeth drag over a bottom lip. Catch on sharp edges. Blood bruises left behind. Three. And how terrible or how good is it he doesn’t need his mother to tell him which two of his siblings were blood to him and which were not. Green and milk finally breaking loose of the paper beneath a tapping finger as he shifts. Leans heavy on an arm and elbow upon the desk. The phone resettled at his ear.

        Luka you have ta understan’ i’ weren’a wha’ oi’ wanted. None o’d’is were bu’ after wha’ happen ta Alistair…ta–

       “Enough, ma.”

Because he doesn’t want to hear it. He’s read it all plainly in the letter laid out before him. How the escape had gone all wrong. How Angus had taken his own brother out because he’d gotten in the way of the real target. And how at the end of it all…a usurper sat on a throne that in all respects that Luka can see…belongs to him.

Another breath. Forgotten roots allowed to stretch. Bury into the soil of this new world. Some of which have already taken hold. He hasn’t been here long but idle hands and all that. And where he had sat down at this desk a would be soldier…he rises from it an avenging heir. One question, four words cutting from his tongue like the wolf he’s been groomed to be.

         “Wha’ be me name?”

The singular bit of information she had left out of the letter. The one piece absent because of the weight that it carried. The roots that it would bind her son too just for knowing it. And he can almost hear the way her eyes clothes. The way her breath stills. Can almost feel the tremble in her bones before the harden from glasss to steel to titanium. And when the response comes it is as steady as the mountains of County Antrium itself.

           Sweeney. Lúcás Cathal Sweeney.

[abrooklynboy]

HC + home

That's the million dollar question, isn't it.

Home is where his loved ones are.

In 616, he has dear friends and he considers the Avengers his family. Tony is his first friend out of the ice.

In MCU, the Avengers are pretty much found coworkers and Steve is Lost.

In either universe, his closest people are Bucky, Natasha, Sam, and Sharon.

If you want to read all the things, it's under the cut.

Pre-War:

616: Steve felt emotionally homeless since his mom died, up until he met Bucky and the Invaders. He drifted through life, working odd jobs and going to art school until Project Rebirth. Had Arnie Roth and some friends through school but was fairly introverted.

MCU: [My] Bucky badgers Steve to move in with him. It's less of a request and more of "oops, I'm taking a drawer from when I crash on your couch after a shift. oops, I live on your couch now. my clothes are in the closet. here's my portion of the rent."

Steve knows what Bucky is doing ("He's not slick.") but he needs help covering the rent. Would rather do this than let the Barnes family offer for him to move in (they have the space, Steve). So, Bucky gets upgraded to a mattress in the back room and smokes on the fire escape with bare feet in the middle of winter.

War:

It's unorthodox, but tents, cots, and safehouses throughout the world became his sense of home. Where even though they were fighting all the time, seeing terrible sights, they went through it together. While neither verse's Steve really fits in with the Army as a whole, an institution, he fits with the Invaders/Commandos real well.

Modern Era:

Once again, we're back to feeling emotionally homeless but also a man out of time.

616: Tony is one of (if not) the first to actually help Steve feel included in the modern era. A lot of his old friends from the War (Fury, Logan, Namor, the Commandos) are still alive and...with it. Hell, Natasha was around during the War and they crossed paths at some points.

Steve finds new friends (Bernie, Sam, Sharon) and a home with the Avengers. Literally, in the Avengers Mansion (now Tower). The melancholy never fully goes away but Steve is at home in the present. Later on, Bucky, Jim/Torch, and Toro come back. While their lives are different and they don't hang out as much as they should (-stares directly at Marvel editors-), they'll always be brothers.

While 616!Steve isn't from Brooklyn, he basically adopts it, and lives there when he's not at Avengers Tower.

If I had to say best friends/brothers for 616!Steve (other than Bucky), it would be Tony and Sam. Both came into his life at very vulnerable times. Things with Tony are... -looks at Marvel- Are they good now? Are they still angry? IDK.

MCU: -looks at written smudges on hand meme- Home??? Family??? Friends??? Found??? Uh.

If we're going with the strictest interpretation of on-screen MCU, the Avengers are found coworkers, not found family.

That's depressing.

After the Battle of New York, Steve travels the country for a while. Sure, he has backpay and a job offer from Fury but he has no connections. Catches up on more things he missed. Meets some people. Maybe gets to know the people who he saved Earth with a bit better. Tracks down Peggy and chats with her. Figures he served before so he'll do so again and takes the job offer.

Only the world has changed. Steve's too stubborn to blindly follow orders. Never has been good at that. He doesn't know what to do with his life. There wasn't a chance to plan during the War besides "Not die" and "Stand up for injustice."

Natasha and Steve are much more work partners than friends (before they go on the run and borrow a truck). Natasha doesn't trust anyone (besides probably Clint and Fury). Steve's got his own baggage. The STRIKE team he's assigned are the type of guys who would beat the shit out of skinny!Steve. He goes out for an after-mission drink with them 1 time and decides "Nope."

So, he puts in the work. Hates it. Questions whether or not he's doing the right thing. Has nothing else left. Nobody left, besides an old flame who led a very fulfilling life and has to pretend he's just back from the ice every time he sees her.

Sam is the first person to really ask Steve how he's doing in 2 years. After Steve decides to circle one of the monuments a bunch of times to fuck with an airman. Bless.

And then-

Steve's going to let whatever's left of Bucky kill him (and then probably perish in the wreckage or go back to HYDRA/get captured by S.H.I.E.L.D./on the run). I don't think Steve's actually thinking/planning at this moment. He's desperate, hopeful that he can break through to Bucky. But what if he hasn't? Can't? He's saved the world (Again). This should be his last mission. And if it's at the hands of his old friend, sure. What's one more irony.

Course, Bucky's programming and time out of cryo finally gave him enough time to recognize Steve and pull him out of the Potomac. Whew. And then Bucky legs it. [This] Steve doesn't chase Bucky across the ends of the earth. Knows Bucky is Trained For This. Has been Doing This. He keeps an eye on Bucky's location (when he can get it), hoping to at least talk to him when Bucky's ready. Knocks down HYDRA bases. Rip and Tear.

AOU really puts a huge crack in the original team. They save the day but also lost. There's mistrust in the air. Team separates. Thor goes searching for answers. Bruce is gone. Tony and Clint retire. Nothing about what they fought about (internally - how best to protect the world) is really resolved.

I'd like to think the New Avengers team starts becoming a little family, if Vision, Wanda, and Pietro all live on the compound. Steve getting to know them each. Already has Sam on the team. Considers Natasha a friend now and a co-leader. Possibly starts going out with Sharon (verse dependent). Things are getting better. He's connecting with people.

Civil War trashes it. The Accords are a bad idea, Steve knows this. Then, Zemo makes it personal by dragging Bucky's location out. Bucky or the Avengers, the letter of the law? Not a hard choice at all. The Avengers, the ones who remain, are Tony's family.

So, Steve's a fugitive. Probably loses whatever literal home he has. All he can do is keep fighting, watch his team's back, and run. Visits Wakanda. He doesn't leave Sharon in the cold, though (regardless if they're in a relationship or not).

During the Snapocolypse, he tries to help others recover. Move on. But his best friends (and girlfriend, depending on verse) are all gone. Probably forever. Him and Natasha stay the course. But that makes sense. They're both workaholics.

Final Battle, people are back. Tony's gone. So, now it's Steve's turn to finally step back, hand the shield to Sam, and figure out what he wants out of life.

Steve doesn't know what he wants or where home is anymore and hasn't the moment he woke up out of ice. But if he had to try and guess, it'd be with Sam, Bucky, Sharon, Natasha. The twins, Vision, and Clint are slightly outside that orbit, but he's not shutting the door either.

[allegra-writes]

Peter Parker cute Alphabet:

Hi! Could I please please please get a cute and a NSFW alphabet with Peter? Thanks! 💕

Ok, I actually had to do a little research for this one, I haven’t seen one in so long that I couldn’t remember exactly how they worked. (Update, I want to thank @padfootagain because this genius prompts come from her amazing mind, like, seriously THANK YOU 💓)And I never wrote smut before so you’ll probably gonna have to give me some time to do the NSFW one. Anyway, here’s our Cute Alphabet with the cutest Avenger:

Affection: What are those little things they do to show you that they love you?

He never let’s you forget that he loves you. He’s so excited that you are his girlfriend that he’s the most caring boyfriend in the planet, always holding your hand, always kissing your cheeks or your hands, always texting you random facts and memes he thinks you’ll find interesting or funny. He’s always making sure you’re safe too, and has the most care with his secret identity because now he has too much to loose if an enemy finds out who he really is. He simply can’t afford someone tracing you back to him and endangering you. Especially after what Mysterio did. Luckily everyone wrote it off as fake news but he takes extra measures now anyway.

Birthday: What do they do to celebrate your birthday? What is the thing you need to do to make them happy on their birthday? Are they good at giving gifts?

He’s the very first to wish you a happy birthday, knocking on your bedroom window shortly after midnight, rainbow cupcake with a single candle on his hands. He also gives you a very personal, special gift, like that hard to get book he knows you been looking everywhere for, or a very rare pigment for your art, or an original vintage Polaroid camera. He shows he truly knows you and listens to you with his gifts, he’s not one for generic gifts like perfume or jewelry (thought he did gave you a letter P pendant one Christmas that he got on Etsy, and you wear it all the time).

To make him happy on his birthday you don’t really have to do a lot, but you do anyway. You call Pepper Stark to let her know it’s Peter’s birthday and the both of you organize the best surprise party ever, with all of the remaining Avengers and of course his new “siblings” Harley and Morgan. Even Nebula shows up, because she wants to get to know the kid Tony Stark told her so much about when they were stranded on that ship (she actually thinks Peter is Tony’s biological son and Pepper doesn’t seem inclined on correcting that assumption any time soon)

Cuddles: Do they like to cuddle? Big spoon? Little spoon?

He loves to cuddle, he absolutely loves it. Whether it be while watching a movie on his couch, or lying together in your bed, he loves to wrap his arms around you. He likes to toy with the idea to keep you there forever, safe in his arms, away from the world and all its dangers.

Dating: What are they like on their first date? And those after that?

The first date was a terrible. It was a complete disaster. He had tried so hard to impress you: He had borrowed money and made reservation at some trendy french restaurant, picked you up in one of the cars Tony Stark had left him and showed up in a tux. Not that he looked bad in that tux, but you were definitely underdressed in your sundress and leather jacket. None of you even knew what any item in the menu was, and things were painfully akward.

In the end you both had ditch the restaurant and gone to a vintage Arcade to play 80’s videogames and eat burgers.

From that day on, he relaxed and you guys only go on dates that you really enjoy: Picnics at the park, stargazing trips, visits to the planetarium, and you even have plans for the San Diego Comic-Con next year.

Evolution: How fast does your relationship evolves? Weeks, months, years?

You are both young and, let’s face it, a little reckless, so things get very intense very fast. But there’s no going back now, he wants you in his life forever, you both are all in.

Flirting: Do they flirt a lot?

He’s not the smoothest of flirts but he doesn’t need to, he already owns your heart. And to be honest, you love the way you can still get him all flustered when you send a flirtatious smile and a wink his way.

Generosity: When they’re with you, is it about you or about them?

You are his princess, his Queen, his love, his everything. He is absolutely amazed by the fact that you love him back, he can’t believe his luck, can’t believe you’re his. So of course it’s all about you: He loves opening doors for you, carrying things for you, wrapping you up in his jacket when you’re cold… And when you both are alone, well, everything is still about you. More than ever.

Honey: Do they use pet names? What’s their favourite for you and for themselves?

He mostly calls you babe, sometimes princess, but he secretly loves when someone at the Avengers Tower calls you “Spider-girl” the most.

Isolation: How do they react when they are away from you?

He loathes it. Absolutely hates it. He misses you like crazy when he’s away in missions or when you are and he’s not with you. He hates not knowing if you’re safe, he hates not being able to hear your voice.

But the angst of the separation makes the reunion all the sweetest. To finally have you in his arms feels like coming home, like being where he really belongs.

Jealousy: Are they jealous? How do they react if you are jealous?

He tries not to be, but sometimes he can’t help it. It was worse when you weren’t together, because he knew you had a bit of a crush on Dr. Strange, and it used to kill him. He still doesn’t really likes when he is around. That’s actually how he told you that he liked you: He had gotten so mad with jealousy that you guys had fought. Badly. Things had gotten out of control and he ended up confessing his feelings for you in the middle of a yelling match.

You hate it but he actually loves when you get jealous, you looked hot as hell when you get mad and he loves that fire within you. Loves that he is the reason it ignites and burns.

Kisses: Lots of them? Peppering ones? Languid ones?… What about your first kiss?

He’s always peppering you with kisses, but he always asks for permission before deepening them. Sometimes vocally, asking you if he can kiss you, and sometimes in more subtle ways, nibbling or licking on your bottom lip. You love that about him, the way he never takes you for granted, not even in the smallest of ways.

Light up: What do they do to make you feel better after a rough day? How can you lighten their mood?

There’s nothing Peter Parker wouldn’t do for you. And if that means doing back flips, or some silly dance or even singing something to put a smile on your face after a long day, so be it.

You don’t really have to do a lot to make him smile, just giving him a hug, a kiss or simply being you usually makes things a lot better

Nurse: How do they take care of you when you’re sick? How do they behave when they are sick?

If you have a cold, he shows up at your door with soup, if you have a sore throat, he gets you ice cream. And if you are on your period, he gets you obscene amounts of chocolate, heating pads, Aleve or anything you need. He was raised by May, after all, so he doesn’t get spooked or grossed out by periods.

He doesn’t really get sick himself, thanks to his special metabolism. But he does get hurt sometimes. Or his senses get overload. At those times he holds you tight and buries his face in your chest cause your smell soothes him, the feeling of you in his arms grounds him to something solid and real, and the sound of your heart beating helps him focus and drown out the pandemonium of noise of such a big city like New York.

Objects: Are there any object, song, place that have a particular meaning for them or for the two of you as a couple?

Sometimes the weight of the world, of being the next Tony Stark, of being an Avenger gets to be a little too much. He gets so insecure, so full of doubt and self deprecation…

On those such times you sing to him, often to sleep. And it’s always the same tune: “Something just like this” by Coldplay. Not because you don’t think him worthy of being a hero or anything like that, but to remind him that you didn’t fall in love with Spider-Man or the next Tony Stark, but with Peter Parker, and that’s all you need him to be. In time, that becomes your song.

Partners: Are they looking for flings, one-night stands, partners to be with until their last breath? What makes them fall for you?

He wasn’t expecting to fall for you. He wasn’t expecting to fall for anyone, really. Things with MJ had just fallen apart because of what Quentin Beck tried to do to him, and he couldn’t endanger her. And to be honest, he was still mourning Tony. In conclusion, he was in a very dark place and wasn’t really thinking about girls. Like, at all. But one day, you showed up. A pretty girl in a pretty dress, but with combat boots on your feet. Fitting for a walking contradiction like you, so kind but with a smart mouth on you, to use effortlessly on the people that annoyed you. You countered all of his quick remarks readily with one of your own. So out of his league, but somehow you had like him back.

No, he definitely wasn’t looking for somebody. But now he’s got you, and he’s never letting you go. He’s going to marry you one day, he knows that in his bones.

Quarrels: How is it to have a fight with them? What do they do to make you forgive them? What do you need to do to make them forgive you?

It’s not often that you fight, which makes it all the worse when it happens. Usually it has something to do with his whole self-sacrificing-brooding-hero-“you’d-be-safer-without-me” thing. The first time you didn’t understand what was going on so you had let him leave you, without putting up a fight, cause you had thought he simply didn’t love you anymore. That one didn’t last because when you tracked his suit (your very own messed up version of social media stalking), you realized he had been following you around to make sure you were safe. You realized then two things: First, he still loved you and second, you both needed to learn a thing or two about healthy boundaries.

Ever since then, every time he tried to pull something like that again, you weren’t afraid to call him out on his BS, even if you could never really stay mad at him. Not when he looks at you with those big brown puppy dog eyes. And if those eyes happen to be red rimmed, you are done for.

But who could blame you? You are only human after all. And even while he does have super powers, you know your tears are his kryptonite.

Rings: How do they propose? The wedding? The honeymoon?

The first time the thought hits him, it leaves him breathless. You guys were just lying on his couch, watching some silly Syfy channel movie about sharks on space, when he looked up at you from his position with his head resting on your lap. You looked so beautiful in the blue light from the TV, so domestic dressed up in one of his old hoodies, and the two little words came to his mind, unbridled: “Marry me”.

The next few weeks, it just won’t leave him alone. At random moments, having lunch or studying together, walking down the street or making love, it would just play on repeat inside his head, like a prayer: “Marry me. Marry me. Marry me”, and it would take all of his will power to not blurt the words out loud.

He knows May would just freak out so he goes to Pepper, who instead of lecturing him about being too young to get married like he expected, smiles, takes off her own engagement ring and places it on his hand, telling him, “Tony had this ring for years before giving it to me. Don’t make the same mistake”. She helps him plan the perfect proposal, that of course goes to hell when the green goblin attacks the city and almost gets the better of him. Luckily you were able to sneak up on the bastard from behind and managed to knock him unconscious with a Shield issued taser.

You were so brave, so perfect, this time he can’t contain himself.

“Marry me”

You blinked, “I might have to asked my boyfriend what he has to say about that”

“Don’t. Let’s run away together tonight.” He pulled the bottom half of his mask up and then pulled you into a kiss that had the little crowd of onlookers watching the fight cheering and whistling.

And that’s the story of how you and Peter eloped to Las Vegas.

Secrets: Do they keep secrets from you and how do they react when they learn that you’ve been hiding something from them?

Well, the begining of your relationship wasn’t exactly… Forthright.

Of course he hadn’t told you he was Spider-Man, even if he was shit at keeping it secret, always disappearing, always hanging out with Pepper Stark and Happy Hogan, always getting so jumpy anytime you mentioned Spider-Man. Between that and the new bruises you found almost every night littering his body - That were gone the next morning- it wasn’t really that hard to make the connection.

You hadn’t even need to confront him about it, you just had kissed him and bid him goodbye with a “Go get them, Spider-Man” the next time he had tried to use some half baked excuse to stood you up in the middle of a movie date at your place.

“Wha- that’s not… I’m not- I’m not Spider-Man!” He had tried to scoff dismissively, what of course was completely ruined by him tripping out of your second floor window and landing on the sidewalk without a scratch.

So yeah, he wouldn’t really hold it against you if you were to keep something from him, besides, he trusts you anyway.

Tease: Do they like to tease you? How much humour is there in your relationship?

There is a lot of fun and laughs in your relationship, but he’s not much of a tease, if anything, you are the teaser of the two. However, you need to be careful because he is after all the sassiest avenger and his quick wit can outmatch your own if the need arises.

Voicing: How hard is it for them to talk about their feelings? How do they tell you that they love you for the first time?

He’s not exactly a closed off person, but he’s not the best communicator either. The things that are really important, that really affect him or make him vulnerable, he often bottles up until they get to be too much and and then get blurted out.

That’s how he told you that he loved you for the first time: He had gotten jealous, and though he didn’t mean to, he ended up making a scene. And if there is one thing that you hate with a passion, that’s jealous and controlling people. So, of course you had fought back. The discussion quickly got out of control and he ended up yelling “Because I’m in love with you, that’s why!” at you in the middle of the fight.

U-turns: What can transform your relationship in a good or bad way (what makes them confess their feelings or scares them off)?

That’s it basically: Strong emotions. Strong jealousy had cause him to confess his feelings and strong fear for your safety was the thing that almost drove him away from you. He was always very emotional when making decisions, and that’s probably the reason why they often blow up on his face.

Luckily you are a little more logical, a little more cool headed to balance his more impassionate personality. Waking up: What is it like to wake up by their side? He usually wakes up first, so normally you are arisen by strong arms tightening around you, soft, reverent caresses on your naked back or arms, or sweet nothings whispered at your hair when he thinks you’re still deeply asleep. Once your eyes flutter open, he would always try to convince you to stay in bed just a little longer. He likes to pretend that there’s no world outside your bed, only you and him. If he could, he would keep you forever there, safe in his arms Yielding: What do you have to do to convince them to do what you want? You are his weakness and you know it. It took you a while, but by now you are perfectly aware that he would do whatever you ask of him. You have him wrapped around your little finger. Zoo: Could they have a pet with you? What kind of pet? Peter Parker might be the only person in the world who is actually a bigger softy than you. Once, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man busted a pit-bull fighting ring, and after beating every human involved pretty nastily (could anyone really blame him?) He called the dog rescue, to help the poor, terrified, abused animals. The worst part were the puppies these monsters seemed to be already training for battle. He tried to remain strong, he really did, but there was this one puppy, smaller than the others, not aggressive in the slightest, cowering behind the crates. He was tiny, but already covered in scars, because, apparently he was the dog they used so the others would… practice. Very slowly, he was able to approach and grab him, but whenever someone from the rescue tried to take him, it would start crying again, looking at Peter with the saddest eyes. Eyes that were the same color as yours. It simply broke his heart. He couldn’t possibly part with it. So he didn’t. The next morning, you woke up to a still exhausted boyfriend for the first time ever not cuddling up to you, but to the smallest, cutest dog you had ever seen. That morning, you fell in love with Peter all over again, and with your new puppy for the very first time. You named him “Spidey”, in honor of the outstanding man who had saved his life.

[girls-scenarios]

Dreamcatcher as Older Sisters

Prompt: Dreamcatcher as older sisters headcannons?

A/N: This was a bit difficult to imagine, but I hope it’s what you had in mind and that you all enjoy! - Admin Kiwi

♡ Tip Jar♡

JiU:

She’s the responsible older sister

You can go to her with any problem at all and she’ll help

Sometimes just sitting with her in her room would make her feel better

It would have a lot to do with her essential oil diffuser, but still

Calm and patient

Would usually be the first to apologize after an argument

Even if she’d usually be right

Mature and composed

You want to be like her when you grow up

Gives the best gifts during the holidays

Texts you to tell you when she’s thinking about you

Always tries to make time for you, especially if you need her

Would put her busy schedule on hold to call if you needed it

Supports you in everything you do

But tells you like it is if she thinks you need guidance

The two of you could talk all night

She’d be someone you really look up to, even in adulthood

SuA:

She’s a very weird older sister

To be honest, you’d probably be embarrassed because of her at some point

Especially because she’d be purposefully embarrassing

She doesn’t care what other people think about her

Eventually, you’d find it admirable

She’d help you get over a lot of insecurities

You can always count on her to make something fun

Throws you birthday parties, even when you insist you’re too old for one

Takes you out on your 21st

Would fight any bullies for you

Very passionate but also very forgiving

The two of you would never stay mad at each other long

Always gives you a tight hug before she goes away

Texts you whenever she finds something funny

Probably talked you into doing strange things as a kid

Does things to get you both in trouble, but takes the blame

She’s weird and embarrassing and over the top and you love her for it

Siyeon:

She’d act mature and defined, but you’d know the truth

That she’s also a big weirdo

Would totally be the type to barge into your room whenever she needed something and not close the door on the way out

Sings at the top of her lungs in the shower

The two of you would get very competitive over games

Honestly, the two of you would probably bicker a lot

But you’d never stay mad at each other

She’d stick up for you at school

“The only one who gets to push you around is me.”

Just her glare would be enough to send any would-be bullies running

All your friends would be afraid of her until they visited your house to see her laying on the couch and crying over an Avengers movie

Likes to lay around and relax above everything

Whines at you to get things for her because she doesn’t want to get up

Definitely hogs blankets in her room

You’d have to drag her out of the house

“I love you, stupid.” “I love you too, weirdo.”

Handong:

She’d be the popular older sister

You’d never have to worry about people pushing you around at school, because they’d know who your sister was

Classy and sweet, even if she is a little strange at home

You’d have to take a lot of Instagram photos for her

“Ugh, do I have to?” “Yes, this dress is cute and the sun is up!”

Drags you shopping with her, like, once a week

She’d buy you a drink or ice cream as thanks, though

Takes up her entire closet and half of yours as well

Has clothes, shoes, and accessories EVERYWHERE

On the plus side, if you ever need to borrow anything, she doesn’t mind

Teaches you how to do makeup, if you’re interested

In high school, she’d love to gossip with you, chatting for hours

She’s very determined to achieve what she wants

Still makes time to send you the occasional text

Even though the two of you might not be a lot alike and even though you might not admit it, you’d still really look up to her

She’d be really strong, no matter what came her way

And you’d want to be the same

Yoohyeon:

She wouldn’t just be your sister, she’d be your best friend

She’d adore you from the moment you were born

Would totally dote on you and spoil you as you got older

The two of you wouldn’t fight very much, mostly because there wouldn’t be much to fight with her about

She’d happily let you borrow everything that was hers

She’d love to take you on adventures, especially once the two of you got old enough to travel on your own

The two of you would be able to talk about everything, all the time

As an adult, she’d always make the time to call you

Sometimes every night

She’s a total softy for you

If anyone picked on you, she’d rescue you from them

Even though she wouldn’t want to fight anyone, she’d shelter you behind her and try to talk her way out of it

Could talk her way out of trouble with ease

The two of you would have lots of fun whenever you were together

Always laughing and playing around

She’s very emotional and she’d sometimes need your shoulder to cry on

Nothing would be able to separate the two of you, not even her career

Dami:

She’s the quiet older sister

But you know just how weird and loud she can be

She introduces you to reading and anime

At first, you might think it was weird, but she’d definitely get you addicted

Lets you use her accounts to watch anime and pick books off her shelf

Most of your fights would be because you annoyed her while she was reading and she got upset

But she’d come into your room later and apologize

Not much on verbal affection

But she’d show how much she cared for you through her actions

And by buying you things she thought you’d like

Or watching things with you that she doesn’t actually like

Just because it would make you happy

Texts you in memes

The two of you rarely talk through text

When you do have deep talks, it’s in person

She’s a really great listener and would help you if you needed it

Your relationship with each other is kind of quiet and it might seem distant to someone outside

But your closeness is something only the two of you understand

Gahyeon:

She would be a very fun, upbeat older sister

Very emotional as well

She’d cry if the two of you ever fought

However, she’s usually very optimistic and happy

She’d help you through a lot of hard times, especially in high school

The two of you would have a lot of fun together

Always thinking up new places to go or new games to play

You’d have strange nicknames for each other

She’d be your best friend as well

She wouldn’t be above a little teasing, but it would never be mean

She’d like to jump out from behind corners to scare you

Or to randomly hug you to make you jump

Convinces you to care for a puppy with her

The two of you would do everything together as kids

Kind of in your own little world most of the time

Full of imagination and excitement about the world

And so would be interested in a lot of the same things

It would be really hard for you to live apart from her when the time came

And the two of you would visit each other often

As well as face time to chat

No matter what happened, you’d know that she would be there for you

[retvenkos]

🔥 for Sherlock, MCU, The Marauders? And congratulations! So I’m a heterosexual girl who feels a bit awkward when it comes to romance as I’m very inexperienced. Slytherin, Wampus, ISTJ, Virgo sun and moon, Gemini Ascendent. Books, movies and crosswords are my hobbies as I tend to live more in my head but will always help you if you needed it. I’m claustrophobic and don’t do well in crowds, I’m also a control freak and can’t go without a plan but I’m trying to change that bit. Sarcastic sometimes

Sherlock:

I ship you with Greg Lestrade!

alright, so you both share a lot of personality traits. you’re both patient, hardworking, and you’re both humble enough to make really hard decisions and/or defer to someone with more expertise. all of this is good because you will understand why the other person does what they do, and you won’t belittle them for their humility or their patience.

furthermore, you both like to be organized - things are always best when you have a plan, and both of you would work together to find a reasonable course of action. you’re both fairly level headed and sharp in crisis, and that’s going to come in handy, seeing as there’s a crisis almost every week, when you’re friends with sherlock holmes

you say you often live in your head, so i have no doubt that you would bring a vivid imagination to lestrade’s life, loosening him up and getting him to think big. he definitely loves your more creative side, and he often wants to know what’s going on in that mind of yours

since you are both introverted, i see the two of you spending a lot of downtime together. i imagine he cooks - and he’s probably making breakfast when you’re doing your crosswords, and whenever you get stumped, you’ll ask him if he knows. he’ll always give it his best shot, and he’ll come over so the two of you can puzzle over it together. he has almost burnt the food he’s cooking many times, because the two of you get so into your theories.

the two of you definitely watch movies together, too. you like to do this game where you try to guess how the movie will end, or what plot twists there will be, in the middle of watching. both of you are sharp and can guess quite a few of them. or, you’re terribly off, and it’s rather funny, but you insist that your story is better than the movie. the game gets easier with the more movies you watch, so sometimes the two of you take up tv shows to try and make it a little more difficult. that or you try to guess what characters will end up together in the end.

i think that you definitely help lestrade relax - he can get so wound up, sometimes, and while you are just as much a go getter (with a whole lot of ambition), you are calm and practical enough to take a back seat at times and just let life happen on it’s own time. you teach him to calm down, and trust me, it’s much appreciated.

both of you are a little stubborn and opposed to change, which means you have a good, steady schedule that you keep by. to other people, your lives might be boring, but you both like the steadiness of your relationship - besides, sherlock holmes gives you all of the spontaneity you could ever want.

MCU:

I ship you with Bruce Banner!

okay, so the two of you are so smart, and you have big goals for yourselves. together, your ambition is off of the charts, and the world is your oyster. you both had glamorous ideas of what you could do for the world, and when all of that goes sideways and bruce becomes the hulk, it’s your stubbornness that pulls him out of his self-pity. because you know that you can still make a palpable difference. one setback - no matter how astronomical - is not enough to stop the amazing bruce banner - especially not when you are in his corner.

you are bruce’s rock - reliable, tenacious, practical, and incredibly well rounded - whatever this world throws at you, it seems that you are able to bounce back from it. he always admired that about you - from the moment the two of you met.

he learns, a little later on, that you are terribly hard on yourself, and he can sympathize with that. the great thing about the two of you is that bruce has all the emotional intelligence to keep you going, and you have all the ambition to drive him forward. together, the two of you are unstoppable.

both of you are also pretty imaginative. you have lot of out there ideas and bruce has seen enough that he doesn’t doubt the existence of anything, so together you come up with a lot of unique, creative ideas, and both of you are versatile enough to execute them (with a little help, of course).

both of you are the biggest book works the rest of the avengers have ever met - constantly with a book in hand, and full of stories. you both understand so many references, it’s cute. whenever you’re watching a show or movie, you can think of other books or stories that are similar, and it infuriates other people because the two of you tell each other jokes in the middle of the movie, and everyone knows their veiled spoilers, but they don’t know what they mean. eventually, when they figure out you spoiled a critical plot point, it’s like the “this is why we can’t have nice things” meme.

you and bruce definitely work on crossword puzzles together - sometimes you race to see who can finish first (bruce is still the winner by a landslide, but you swear that one of these days, he’s going to get stumped on something or another and you’re going to win just barely)

you both spend a lot of downtime together, since you’re both introverted, and a lot of your personality traits match up nicely.

HP Marauders:

I ship you with Remus Lupin!

i think we could both foresee this, but you and remus would be great together. you both have the potential for peak domesticity, and it’s what you deserve.

both of you are a little hard on yourselves, and while this could be an issue, you both also think the world of the other, so you’re constantly boosting the other’s confidence, reminding the other how talented and kind and amazing they are. you’re both so supportive, and remus loves to praise you, which he often does through the notes he slips you.

no doubt you were a prefect, and you met in one of the many meetings that you had, over the years. you, being the most honest and direct of the two, are the one to strike up a conversation with remus, and it’s surprisingly pleasant for the both of you. in the rest of the meetings, the two of you talk to each other, and you talk about a myriad of subjects - remus is really well-read, so the two of you talk about books a lot, and at some point, you let remus borrow one of yours. when he returns it to you before the start of potions, after having finished, the rest of the marauders are shook. because, “moony, you do realize that’s a slytherin?” “yeah, and a good friend.”

and in the back of the book that you let remus borrow, he left you a note about his favorite parts of the book, and a book recommendation of his own. and at the next hogsmeade visit, you buy the book and devour every word. you find him in the courtyard, watching james and sirius play exploding snap, and the two of you talk about the book together.

also! i headcanon that remus is good at drawing, so at the end of one of your prefect meetings (which are so boringly long), remus passes you a piece of paper, and when you get to your common room and open it, it’s a sketch of you in the meeting, clearly bored out of your mind. you definitely keep it near and dear to you, and you have a special place in your trunk for the sketches that remus does of you.

and you and remus kill it at crosswords. sometimes you’ll do them in history of magic instead of listening to binn’s drone on about rebellions or whatever. remus also has the uncanny ability to make you laugh at the most dumb puns, so when you are doing your crosswords, you have to stifle your laughter lest binn’s hear. you slap remus on the shoulder when he says something particularly funny, but you just can’t stop him when he’s on a roll.