#comic avengers

[gedankenmoon]

The Three Divas

[cherryberry-sugarandspice]

The moment her and Simon are behind closed doors she's IMMEDIATELY sucking on it

[yeehawpim]

a comic about fix-it fanfics

[watcherinthesky225]

[thesuperheroesnetwork]

Texts From Superheroes

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[aviolettrose]

I saw a tiktok where the first spoiled cat, that lives there since it was a kitten, is a menace to society vs. The ex stray cat, that appreciates literally everything, is a ray of sunshine, and I had to think about Dick Grayson as a child vs. Jason todd as a child.

In this essay, I will-

[jiyascepter]

life was simpler when loki just wanted that stupid blue cube

[sreppub]

2012 avengers tower dump

movie night

spoiled

“bongos? huge bag of weed?”

(the hoodie is rhodey’s <3)

[stopandimagineloveforever]

“New mask, same task.”

Robert Downey Jr. surprises Hall H to announce his return to the MCU as Doctor Doom.

[morgangalaxy43]

I love that this canon because it’s so in character for both Tony and Steve

[gedankenmoon]

I’m here to spread my WandaSimon propaganda

[wynnd-citrus]

Tony survives! Anything But “Mr Stark” Pt. 2 :3

[diogxnxs]

HAPPY 90TH BIRTHDAY, DONALD DUCK!

The day you were made was the start of the Duckverse bursting forth! Who would've ever thought that 90 years later you would have fans who would become part of it?

Sending you all our love, Donald Duck!

Love,

Dio, Shelly O'Chunks, @a-little-birdy-told-me, @stoopakoopa, @donze-trash, Zeke, @momonoki23, @dandyfelines, @polisena-art, @monkey-li, @kiiwiighost, Paw_Draws, Stylus, @flakatita, @daamazingmeepers and @puffywuffy8904

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A special thank you and good job to all of you who joined in this 90th Birthday Donald Duck collab! Despite their differences, our Donalds meshed so well together and this came out beautifully.

[incorrectbatfam]

Bruce: We have everything under control.

Alfred: Is that why everything is on fire?

[thesuperheroesnetwork]

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[thinkinonsense]

LIKE REAL PEOPLE DO✿

old!logan howlett x young fem!reader

cw: pure fluff, sad lonely old man, brief mention of possible sa, soft logan

wc: 500+

a/n: this is part two to my 'work song' one-shot. thinkin' about making a hozier mini-series for old logan. if anyone is interested...

part one here

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Your old apartment building was close to the club downtown where Logan would drop customers off every weekend. Some nights on your walk home from work, you would pass him in the parking lot where he sat alone with a lit cigar in his mouth and waited until he needed to take people back home.

The handsome stranger always managed to catch your eye but the two of you never spoke; till the night in the alley.

It was later than usual, almost three am when a group of men approached you. They called after you, harassing you until they caged you in against the brick wall of the club. You couldn't even hear your cries for help over the loud music. When one of the men placed his hand on your hip, the sound of metal rang in your ears, and blood splattered across your upper body and abdomen.

The blood belonged to the man who touched you. His friends scattered and that's when you saw Logan standing there. His claws hid back into his hands as you ran into his arms.

"Are you alright?" He bent down to ask.

"Y-Yes, Thank you." Your voice trembled as you cried into his suit. Believe it or not, you had seen crazier things than a man with claws.

Logan was confused by your kindness. He has just killed a man in front of you; both of you are still covered in blood. You didn't even ask where he came from or how he knew you were in trouble. None of that mattered though, when you offered him into your apartment to clean him up.

"I um, I shouldn't" Logan hesitated in your doorway.

"Please, allow me to help." You begged with pouty lips and wide eyes that he couldn't say no. He waited on your couch while you grabbed a wet towel and bandages.

"You first." He said, taking the rag from your hands.

You nod then give him room to run the towel down your neck and collarbones. His huge hand lifts the bottom of your shirt to get the blood underneath. All you could do was watch him take care of you.

When he finished, you sat closer to him than he expected. The scars around his knuckles weren't pretty but you took your time cleaning off any dried blood, kissing each knuckle softly before wrapping them up.

"You're good at this," Logan muttered.

"My mother was a nurse." You smile at him.

Logan already thought you were beautiful but now he stared at you like you had just hung the moon with your own two hands.

You spoke the same secret language to each other, and neither of you questioned how he managed to pull you from the earth. Logan thought you deserved a real explanation though.

"I heard you behind the-"

"Shh..." You cut him off. "Doesn't matter."

In the close proximity, he could see the longing in your eyes and before he could stop himself, he leaned forward to kiss you. It was quick and innocent, more of a thank you Logan thought; but the second you tasted him, you couldn't stop.

He knew not to get attached. After tomorrow, you wouldn't want some old pathetic man like him. Logan had to savor this moment though.

"Stay." You whispered.

"I appreciate everything but I should get-"

"Please, I want you to stay."

And so he did.

The two of you lay on the couch and talked for hours. Logan kept telling himself that when you fell asleep, he would quietly leave. That was before you crawled on top of him and decided to rest there for the evening. You felt safe here with Logan. He looked down at you as you slept on top of him then down at his bandaged hands. For the first time in a long time, he felt cared for.