#i didnt realize that all three of them had beards until i almost didnt give heron his and it felt Weird

[thats-a-lot-of-cortisol]

May I offer you some wizbands in this trying time? Plus a short comic ft. the rest of the polycule below:

The other tavs are Othello ( @laiostoudenn ), Heron ( @oathweave ), and Theo ( @irilya96 )

[iamknicole]

Just the Two of Us (15)

HAHN AU

Lainey worked half the day then let her stylists know she was leaving and her parents would be there sometime before closing to lock up. Figuring the ride to see Marcie was a good time, Lainey decided to tell them about her plans.

They'd taken Cam's Tahoe since Cam wanted to drive. Benny made sure both his brother's cars were taken care of and ready for them because he just honestly didn't want them driving his. Benny and Lainey say in the middle row and Zion in the passenger seat.

"Hey, can you turn that down for a second?" Lainey asked over the music.

Cam turned the music down, glancong at his sister in the rear view mirror. "I'm going the wrong way or something?"

"No, I just wanna talk."

Benny was silently praying that it wasn't another sex question. After the two hour talk he had with her, he didn't think he could take any more torture.

Zion turned in his seat to look at her. "Whats up?"

"Sooo I'm gonna be gone from Friday night till Monday night."

Benny let go a sigh of relief. "Where you goin?"

"Charles invited me to stay the weekend with him in Atlanta at his house. And I told him I would." She said with a smile.

"You might as well call him and tell him you can't go," Cam fussed. "Must be out ya mind if you think you going 6 hours away with some man we don't know."

Lainey huffed. "He's a freaking governor, he's not gonna do anything to ne and ruin his career."

"Why can't he come here like he been doing?" Benny asked rubbing his beard.

"Because he has stuff to do there. He wants to but he can't keep. So I'm gonna go."

Zion shook his head, "We appreciate the honesty this time around but Lainey, you sure about this? You don't know this cat."

"No, yall don't know him," She smiled, "I know him and I like him. Can yall please be supportive?"

Benny adjusted in his seat thinking everything over. He waved his sister to live her life but he wanted her to be careful. "Listen, you can go under one condition."

"What's that?"

"We take you down there and stay for a little while."

"I'll take it! But please don't threaten him and not longer than two hours."

Cam chuckled, "That's fine but an hour of that is just us and him."

Lainey knew not to argue, she would take what she would get.

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Lainey jumped out as soon as Cam put it in park and crossed the street. She had to pee and they were taking too long. Jogging across the pretty much empty street, she got to Marcie's porch and rung the doorbell a few times. She bounced from foot to foot waiting on her friend.

"Hey, girl," Marcie laughed opening the door. "Whats wrong?"

Lainey invited herself in, "They wouldn't stop to let me pee. I gotta go, they coming."

With that, Lainey ran upstairs the bathroom and Marcie stood at the door waiting. She watched the brothers walk across the street and waved. They waved back politely.

"Damn," Cam cussed under his breath.

Benny shook his head laughing, "She married man."

Cam laughed, "So is Melissa."

Benny shrugged playfully, "You got me there."

Marcie let them into her house and to the livong room area. She walked over to the kitchen.

"Thank yall so much for coming here. I have water, juice, and tea. What would yall like? We're gonna be here for a little second."

"Water is fine, Marcie," Benny answered, "Did you get to meet my brothers at the party?"

Marcie shook her head getting the food together she made for them.

"No, I didn't. Melissa and Lainey hogged me to themselves most if the night. Lainey talks about yall a lot though so I feel like I have." She picked up the platter and walked it over sitting it down on the table in front of them. "I made some chicken, potatoes and broccoli for lunch since yall were coming."

Zion smiled, "You aint have to but we glad you did."

Marcie laughed, "You're welcome. You must be Zion and you must be Cameron. Its nice to actually meet you guys."

"Just Cam is fine, my mama is the only that calls me that and it's only when I'm in trouble."

Benny and Zion laughed under their breath as they fixed their plates. Their older brother was the biggest flirt between the three of them.

"Cam it is then. I'm gonna go grab the papers really quick."

Cam nodded watching her leave the room and whistled lowly. "The Lord is testing me and my patience."

Benny scoffed, "You wouldn't know what patience was if it fell in your lap."

Lainey beat Marcie back to the living room. She sat on the sofa across from them, eyeing them wearily. They laughed when they noticed her looking at them.

"I don't know what yall doin or was talkin about but nip it." She warned in a whisper.

Zion sucked his teeth. "We ain't did shit yet."

"Uhuh, yet. I know yall."

Marcie came back with the papers, as she crossed the room Lainey watched her brothers then realized it was mostly Cameron.

After four hours the papers were finally done. Lainey helped Marcie clean up their mess. They sat around talking for a little while until Randall walked in. He smiled politely as he spoke to each of them.

"Lainey, always nice to see you. You look nice." He said politely.

"Thanks, Randall. We were just leaving."

Randall stuffed his hands in his pockets, "Oh no, don't leave on my account. I'm just gonna get changed and go work on my boat."

Lainey hummed, "You're always working on that thing. Either you don't know what you're doing or its junk."

Randall have a stiff laugh. "I'm putting my father's boat back together actually. It got badly damaged during a storm."

Marcie bumped her friend's shoulder, "Its sentimental. He loves that thing. Go ahead, Randall."

Randall nodded and bowed out heading upstairs. The men didn't miss the way he looked back on his way upstairs but they didnt want to say anything without knowing.

"Well since Turbo is home, we're gonna go." Lainey huffed getting her purse.

Marcie laughed, "Hush before he hears you calling him that. But don't go, stay a little longer."

"I'd love to but I gotta get back home. We promised our nephew we'd spend time with him and I need to start packing."

"Ooh yeees, I almost forgot about your lil sleep away trip with your boo," Marcie grinned, "You excited?"

"She bet not be too damn excited," Cam fussed.

Marcie waved him off. "She can be excited. That's her man and she finally gets alone time with him away from you three. Uhuh, she told me about yall."

"I dont care what her lil sassy self said."

Marcie laughed and turned back to her friend, "Anyway, I hope you have fun and I got you something to take with you."

Lainey laughed at her brothers' expressions. "Go wait in the car, I'm coming."

"Nope, we wanna see what she got you." Cam said getting comfortable.

Marcie rolled hwr eyes playfully and got up then pulled her froend up from the sofa. Lainey grabbed her purse and followed her friend.

"You jist can't help yourself, can you," Zion asked laughing. "Fighting counts as flirting. And you know that."

Cam laughed, "Give me some credit at least I don't have her legs on my shoulder."

"Chill," Benny laughed, "She sat her ass on my desk, aight. Damn."

Randall came back downstairs in lounging clothes. He stared the three men down then went to the kitchen to grab water and went out the back door.

"Who the fuck was he staring at?" Zion asked sitting up. "Fuck is his problem?"

Benny shrugged adjusting his hat, "Must know competition when he sees it."

The women came back whispering with each other. They all said their goodbyes and Marcie walked them out to their car. She waved to her neighbors then rolled her eyes making Lainey laugh.

"Ooh that reminds me," Marcie huffed, "I gotta text Melissa."

"About what?" Lainey asked.

"Well she needs to get her mind off of a certain someone," Marcie said looking briefly at Benny, "And out of that apartment I'm gonna get her to come to this dinner party Friday."

"She better stop thinking about Benny."

Marcie laughed, "You know, I know and he knows that she thinks he's cute. But I need a friend at this stupid dinner party Alex is throwing. I don't wanna go but Randall's always so excited to go hang out with Brad."

"Mmhm," Lainey said hugging her, "Well yall have fun. Ima call yall later while I'm packing. And thank you again for this. I dunno if I'll use it but at least I'll have it."

"Trust me, you will." Marcie moved to hug her brothers, lingering in Cameron's arms before walking back across the street to her house.

Lainey smacked the back of his head snapping him from his thoughts. He flies ched hard and stared at her.

"And yall talking about me being a hot ass. You get your hot ass in the car and stop looking at my friend. You too Benny. I don't know what happened but it better not happen again."

[retro-rezz-the-est]

Opposites Attract pt. 1 (Balor/Reader)

Summary: Reader is Balor’s complete opposite, and yet he finds himself drawn to her gentle and angelic behavior. He takes her back to his kingdom one night and discovers that she’s not as innocent as she claims to be.

(A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day to you all! I hope you all have found love on this day in any form it may be in. And if not, I hope that this will bring some into your life ^^. There will be a second part to this and yes, it will include smut XD)

(Y/n): your name

Bolded text is Balor speaking.

Finn could feel Balor’s jealousy begin to flow through his veins as he watched Drew approach your table, Dolph flanking his left side. You were absorbed in your conversation with Natalya and Alicia before the Scottish man’s large hand slammed down harshly onto the table, startling the three of you and drawing your eyes to his own lingering ones.

“Hello, (Y/n),” he breathed, his gaze raking down chest in your sleeveless RAW tee. Finn could see how uncomfortable you where, noting how your arms gave way to slight shakes and how you began to scratch at your palm.

“H-Heya, Drew,” you said as you moved your chair back slightly. His dominating aura was not what you expected to encounter that Monday, especially so early in the afternoon. Glancing at the two women next to you, you could see their eyes narrow and twitch in the direction of the Scotsman and his blonde friend. For once, you thanked them for how protective of you they were.

You gave him a meek wave and brushed some hair in front of your face to hide yourself from his stare, but he wouldn’t budge. Instead, he pulled up his own chair, spinning it around and throwing himself down onto it without breaking eye contact. Alicia’s grip on your thigh tightened as a sly grin made its way onto his face, and you could feel the tension between your two girls and him grow immensely.

Drew’s breath reeked of stale beer, and you wondered about how far you could lean back before the chair you sat in gave out and you fell on your ass. He leaned forward and raised his eyebrows at the three of you, making a show out of glancing at your disgusted faces.

He turned his attention to you and asked, “Say, (Y/n), why don’t you an’ I get th’ hell outta here with me an’ Dolph over here and go have some real fun? Just th’ three of us.”

He tried to make a move towards you but you moved away, attempting to hide yourself inside your shirt. The two men gave a roar of laughter at your meekness and sighed, your hold on Alicia’s wrist slipping.

At last, her anger burst through the folds. “Listen here, you drunk motherfu-”

“I think that’s enough outta you, McIntyre.”

The five of you went silent as a hand fell onto the Scot’s shoulder and turned him around. There stood an angry Finn, eyebrows furrowed with rage and veins almost bursting out of his biceps. His aura spread across the entire room, rendering everyone else to their metaphorical knees.

Dolph, being the brave but stupid foot soldier that he is, felt the need to step up to the angry Irishman and poke his finger into his chest. “Oh yeah? What are you, of all people, gonna do about it?”

Lashing his own hand out, he pulled the blonde’s arm away from him and gripped his wrist tight. The twist he gave his arm made him scream out in pain, his face being slammed into the table. The shock made you, Alicia, and Nattie jump out of fear and surprise.

“That’s what I’m gonna do about it,” he uttered in a cold voice. “Now, get him and yourself outta here before I do some real damage.”

He released Ziggler’s arm and stepped back, allowing him to stand back up and lead Drew out of catering before throwing a nasty look his way. As soon as the duo was gone, he pivoted and overlooked the three of you. “Are you all alright?”

“Yeah, we’re fine,” Nattie answered, taking a hold of one of your shaking hands. “Thanks for coming when you did. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you weren’t here.”

Alicia pouted, crossing her arms and huffing. “I know what I would have done. I would have punched him and Dolph in their smug faces.”

“Oh, you would so do that,” Nattie teased, getting up and brushing off her legs. The two of them said their goodbyes to both you and Finn and kissed your forehead, waving as they headed to their locker rooms to change. It felt like hours had gone by when they left until he cleared his throat, garnering your attention.

“Are you okay, (Y/n)? They didn’t hurt ya in any way, did they?”

You were quick to shoot down his second question, shaking your head rapidly as your hair swished in front of your face. “No, I’m fine. Thanks for asking.”

He continued to stand there for a few moments until he said, “I could walk ya to your locker room, if ya want.”

You could see him scratch at the nape of his neck and blush like a teenager, and that made you do the same. Getting up, you pushed in your chair and shuffled to the door, glancing behind you and giving him the signal to follow you. The two of you exited the room and you cradled your elbow in your free hand as he followed closely behind.

As the two of you made your way to the door with your name marked onto it, you stopped and felt his presence radiating from behind you. You turned and looked up at him, your eyes soft and gentle.

“Thanks again for walking me here, Finn,” you whispered, reaching up and and twirling a strand of your hair around your finger. The coloring in your cheeks didn’t seem to want to cease, and you were desperate for an exit.

He brushed a hand over his face, replying, “Don’t mention it, (Y/n). Just didn’t want anyone else coming onto ya like Drew did.”

Ask her out, you fool.

“Shut it before I lock you out again.”

You peered up at him, asking, “Where you talking to me?”

He chuckled nervously, running a hand through his beard again as he commented, “Not at all, darling. I’m just gonna head back and watch the rest of the show. I’ll see ya around (Y/n).”

And with that, he spun around and began walking back to catering, leaving you stunned.

He… he called me “darling”…

He waited for you near the curtain as you walked up the ramp after your win against Sarah Logan. You could feel the adrenaline running through your veins when you passed the curtain, but as soon as you saw him, it all ran ice cold. The feeling of him brushing against your arm sent goosebumps flying across the flesh.

“(Y/n)! I was hoping to catch you here.”

You couldn’t stop the stutter in your voice as you spoke. “Y’Yeah, Finn. What’d you n-need?”

“I wanted to ask you… uh….” The words just wouldn’t come out of his mouth, even though he had practiced them right after he had left you at your locker room. “I wanted to… to know if you-”

Oh for fuck’s sake, you poor, stuttering fool. Move aside.

The shudder that zapped into his body didn’t go unnoticed by you, and you saw the blacks of his pupils absorb the blues and whites of his eyes, leaving behind inky pools of dark. His back straightened and he straightened the “Balor Club Worldwide” tee that he was wearing.

Carding his fingers together, he said, “I wanted to know if you were free this weekend. I wanted to take you out to eat. Will you join me?”

Something took over your body and through his bluntness, you nodded and he smirked.

“That’s great, (Y/n). I’ll meet you at your place. Text me the address, will you?”

He walked away directly after, leaving you stunned for the second time in a row that night, and then reality walked into your mind and hit you with a sack of bricks.

“I have a fucking date with… holy shit!” you exclaimed, rushing as fast as you could back to your locker room to grab your things and head out for the night.

The following Saturday, you paced anxiously in front of your apartment door as you waited for him to arrive, running your hands through your hair another time. Trying to heed your friends’ advice was difficult as is, but you weren’t going on a date with just anybody. This was Finn Balor: a man that exuded confidence and sexual prowess with every step. And with Balor inside of his body...

Your fingers continued to pick at the cuffs of your white off-the-shoulder top and your thoughts continued to roam down a narrow path.

You were just… you. You were nothing special, especially compared to someone like him. The majority of your dates seemed to make fun of your apparent shy and good-hearted nature, and you weren’t sure it you could handle that coming from the man who held your heart in his hands.

You’ll be fine, you thought, looking at your phone. He should be here soon. He might be your complete, utter opposite but that’s ok. Doesn’t that trope always work out on TV?

A knock on your door pulled you away from your head and you picked at your black leggings, giving yourself a quick look in a nearby mirror before slipping on a pair of flats. Opening the door slowly, there stood the man himself, clad in a black and red silk suit jacket and some black dress pants. The first few buttons of his crisp white dress shirt where unbuttoned, and in that moment you felt severely under-dressed.

Looking down at your choice of attire, you uttered, “Y-You told me to dress casually for tonight, but I can go back upstairs and change into something more fancy if we’re going someplace nicer than what I pictured. Not that you’re gonna take me anywhere gross, because I know you have standards and oh God, now I’m rambling and I sound like a complete fo-”

You felt a finger press to your lips gently. Removing it, he used it to then lift your chin and look you in the eye with his cold, but comforting lighter ones.

“You don’t have to change for anything, sweetheart,” he spoke, his breath fanning out across your face. “This is fine for now. Everything will be taken care of when we get there.”

You didn’t realize how close he was until he was leaning down to look at you, and you took a moment to gaze over the softness in his face and the slight redness flushing his cheeks, paired with those perfectly shaped lips of his…

“Wait, where are we going? You never specified.”

A laugh was heard as he placed two finger against your temple. “You’ll find out soon enough. After all, you did want to get to know me better.”

A wave of nauseousness rolled over you as you felt your legs buckle underneath you. Your vision soon grew blurrier and blurrier, and the sounds around you became more warbled and joined together. Before the darkness claimed you, you felt a soft pair of arms wrap around your torso and hold you close to a solid chest. You peered up at Finn’s face to see twin black eyes staring directly back at you. A grin slid onto his face and he let out a small chuckle.

“This is going to be a very interesting night,” he spoke, the tone of his voice echoing in your ear as you faded to black…

…

…

...

...until you abruptly woke up, sputtering out a gasp and holding your chest. Wiping the sweat from your forehead with your hand, you looked down to see your clothes and your shoes still on. But, a closer look around the room proved that you were not anywhere you knew.

The bedroom around you contained various shades of grey, black, and red, including some of the most lavish items you’d ever seen. You splayed your fingers out onto the soft sheets below and held them, turning around to see the vast seat of pillows behind you.

Where am I? you wondered as you slid from the wine colored bedspread, your feet softly hitting the grey carpet below you. Another quick look around the room led you to one of the chairs near the door, a long black and red dress hanging from its back. Attached to the seat was a note and you gingerly unfolded it, taking in a breath at the name on the bottom.

Dearest (Y/n),

I’m sorry that I made you black out earlier in your apartment. The way to my home isn’t… conventional, so I had to shield you from it.I hope you can forgive me. I can assure you nothing happened to you during the time from your apartment to now. You have my word.

Along the sides of this chair lies an new ensemble for you to wear for dinner tonight. Don’t worry, everything is in your size. I got a little help from a few of your friends. Please join me downstairs whenever you are ready. I can’t wait to see where the night takes us, darling.

Yours truly, Balor

The note fluttered out of your hands and onto the ground as you felt your head start to spin. “Well, that explains the black eyes… and me passing out…” you mumbled, glancing at the chair draped over the ornate wooden seat. Lifting it revealed it to be a floor length blood red gown with a sheer black lace top, complete with a black belt holding the two to each other. Underneath the chair was a pair of sleek black heels, and you wondered how much all of this costed him.

Thank God for strapless bras, you thought, slipping off your shirt and out of you leggings and folding them. Placing them on the bed behind you, you unzipped the back of the dress and slid it on. The lace was surprisingly soft against the skin of your arms, and the dress itself fit perfectly. The shoes did as well, moving them from underneath the chair and sitting back down on the bed to put them on. A large floor-to-ceiling mirror was placed conveniently next to you, and you hesitate to take a look at yourself.

You looked… good. You felt good. All your best features were shown, and you loved it. You felt sexy, powerful, and ready to take on the man waiting for you downstairs.

You felt dominant.

Spinning around to get another angle, you said, “Never thought this would be the thing to make me feel this way but hey, I’ll take it.”

With a quick drag of your fingers through your hair, you left the room, the soft clacking of the heels echoed throughout the dark and empty hallway as you stepped outside. Suddenly, the candles lining the walls around you came to life, giving the area a surprisingly soft glow. As you started your voyage to the stairs, you dragged your fingertips along the carvings of the dark oak walls near you and the shining silver candelabras that held the lights.

“Ah, you’re finally here. I was beginning to worry.”

The deep voice drew your head towards the bottom of the stairs and you saw him, still clad in the suit from earlier. You could feel the blood rush to your cheeks as you slowly walked down to Balor and his eyes roamed down your body. Taking the hand he outstretched to you, you looked away from his lingering gaze and the two of you made your way to the dining room. He could see your fascination with his home, and loved how wide your eyes got when you saw something you liked on the walls.

Finally, a large wooden door opened to reveal his dining area, complete with a long black marble table that held even more candles, a bouquet of roses near one of the seats, plates of food, and two glasses of red wine ready for you.

He squeezed your hand and pointed up, directing you to the glass roof that exposed the most clear night sky you’ve ever had the beauty of seeing. You felt your mouth open slightly as you gasped and saw the millions of stars shine above you.

His hand grazed your jaw, and you turned to face him. “The stars in the sky tonight don’t even shine half as bright as you do, my dear,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “And close your mouth, (Y/n). You might catch flies.”

He chuckled at his little jab and moved towards the head of the table, you wiping your now sweaty palms on the sides of your gown. Pulling out the chair next to him, you sat down and looked down at your lap, the emptiness of the room seeming to seep into your skin.

“So, it is true. Was he okay with it?”

He raised his eyebrow. “What’s true, darling?”

Lifting your hands, you gestured towards Balor and the midnight pools that were his eyes. His posture was too straight, his actions too flirty. This was Balor: a manipulator at heart and a piece of the man you loved. The man before you grinned slyly, placing his elbows on the table and leaning forward.

“Yes, it’s true, and he’s fine with me taking the wheels for our little get-together tonight. We are very much alike, him and I.”

Your chair suddenly scooched forward and you were face to face with him, the look in his eyes a mischievous one. “But, unlike him, I had the balls to ask you out first.”

Another faint gasp left your lips and he began to roar with laughter. “What, you actually believed he planned all of this? Please, you’re in my kingdom now, (Y/n).”

His smile seemed to stretch for miles, his blinding white teeth looking as if they were growing and becoming sharper. You don’t know why but him looking at you in such a manner made your core wet, causing you to squirm in your seat. The room soon fell quiet after a few moments until a loud growling came from your stomach, your face growing as hot as the candles around you.

“Eat, dear,” he said, the smell of the food in front of you now too enticing to ignore. “We can continue our conversations as the night goes on. After all, I do want to get to know you better.”

And talk you did. In between bites of food and sips of wine, you shared small stories about yourself and your interests, throwing some things about your personal life as well. Throughout it, Balor said very few words - only commenting a few times - but was very attentive to the little movements you made while you spoke of your home.

He noticed how your shoulders would vibrate with energy as you talked about subjects you loved, and how your eyebrows furrowed when discussing topics that gave you distaste. He saw you eyes sparkle when you began speaking about your family and how you got to the WWE. You were too into your thoughts, but he listened to you and saw the little things.

And all of those little things made his cold heart a little bit warmer.

Time seemed to slow down in the dining room as the two of you continued to chat, laughter and jabs pouring out of you both. Over time, your hand drifted onto and across the table, slipping into one of his free ones. Balor closed his hand around your much smaller one and looked up, seeing how worked up and buoyant you became.

At that moment, a loud chime was heard from down the hall and you stopped mid-sentence. Looking up at the ceiling, you were able to see the stars much more clearly. They seemed to shine even more like celestial diamonds as you rose from your seat, removing your hand from Balor’s soft hold and clasping them together.

Glancing at the door, you asked, “The clock chime… what did it mean? How long have we been in here?”

He snapped his fingers and the dishes and the decor that littered the table was gone, save for a single red rose in front of your chair. “Oh, that? That means that it’s midnight, darling.”

“Midnight?! I didn’t realize we were talking for so long!”

You placed a hand to your chest and felt your heart beat faster, turning your head to face him. He picked up the rose from the table and placed it behind your ear before moving his hand to caress your jaw.

“There, there, sweetheart. The conversations we had were an amazing way to pass the time. They only made me fall for you even harder than before.”

He wrapped an arm around your waist as he dragged the tips of his fingers along the grooves of the lace on your dress. Leaning forward, you caught a whiff of a smell that was undeniably his and felt his lips press against your forehead, his beard brushing against your nose and cheek.

“There’s a choice to make here, (Y/n). I won’t force you to stay, but I would love to continue this little rendezvous of ours,” he whispered against your temple, pulling you close. “Would you like to stay the night with me?”

Throughout the entirety of your dinner, you could feel a voice pounding at the back of your head. You had silenced it before but now it was getting louder, almost as if it was screaming through a megaphone connected to a billion speakers.

Take him.

Claim his heart just as he claimed yours.

Make him yours.

Show him how much you care for him.

Make him beg for you.

Show him who’s in charge.

Dominate him.

Stay. The. Night.

You slid your hands up his chest and gripped the lapels of his twin colored suit jacket. You could feel a newfound surge of confidence roll through your body like a wave, and you could see his shock as your eyes grew dark with lust.

“You got yourself a deal, Balor. I’ll stay the night. Let’s see where this ‘rendezvous’ takes us now.”

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[groguhasaknife]

Endgame Callbacks and References

proceed with caution - there will be a break before spoilers start but it may not work on mobile. If it does not work, I put 5 bold, header "Endgame Spoilers” in the beginning and 5 bold, header “End Post”s at the end

Please feel free to DM me I would love to talk to someone about this.

I literally spent 2 hours typing up my feeling and categorizing them so yeah this is just the references I remembered but I have other categories lololol and hopefully if I have time to format it I will post them later too. 

This obviously is not all of them it isn’t many at all actually but hopefully when I watch it again on Friday I can add more cuz I loved the references.

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references/callbacks - these are all internal to like marvel itself

Joe Russo in support group

the same Russo bro was in Winter Soldier as a doctor

really liked how the subtly added an explicitly gay character, it was not the main point. as someone who is gay, I am always in disbelief when I see representation and I really could not believe it when he referred to his partner as he, I was so happy.

“Suit of armor around the world”

age of ultron

Tony, I love you. but it would have only delayed Thanos a little bit, it is the thought that counts.

Captain America’s Ass

okay this is not really a reference but this is just an homage to Chris Evans’ amazing backside

love that they pointed this out, love that they talked about it for a while

love that Tony commented on it and basically confirmed bisexuality love that

i like to think that this was for the fans

THOR VIKING BEARD

again not really a reference

there was a tumblr post going around that thor never got his braided hair well he did get braided hair or at least i think it was somewhat styled in thor 2 but WE GOT the braided beard babey with the full power up yummmm yess go off sir

also tell me thor in the end did not look like aquaman... or give you aquaman vibes love that for him and his final character arc, giving up his throne to valkyrie cuz he knows its not for him

Loki into Cap

callback to Thor: The Dark World

I knew as soon as I saw Loki again when they went back that they were going to think cap or tony was loki in disguise and they even pointed that out with loki transforming

it’s funny how loki only turns to Cap or at least he has done him the most from what we have seen

“I can do this all day”

the first avenger, civil war

This one was an obvious one, but I loved it just as much and future cap’s response? so good loved that for them

Elevator Scene

winter soldier

biiitcchhh i was toooo hyped when I saw this, but I just realized now, of course there was gonna be a callback to winter soldier and so like exactly because the Russos directed it obvi. But this was so good

like did they use the same footage in the beginning? (ik they didnt) It felt dead same to me but there were some different characters right? like was sitwell there in that scene in tws?

Hydra Cap

scene itself to Winter Soldier, Cap knowing they were hydra and reference to the comics plot twist that everyone was up in arms about

I think this was strategic for cap and I am pretty sure Chris Evans was against hydra cap? right so it was definitely not approving it or anything

the men "didnt feel so good" - when Cap is distracting Hank Pym

infinity war

I really don’t know if this was intentional but I was just like ……… really marvel youre gonna do us like that

"operating a machine" - howard stark

Iron Man 2

where he said tony was the best thing he ever created/invented, talking about him like a tool…...more on this another time

Jarvis!!!

agent carter

the same actor from agent carter! love him the most

“on your left”

from winter soldier

i died at this part, it took me a second to like process what was happening but jaglakjdf love u sam :((

“Avengers Assemble”

callback to tease in Ultron, and comics obvi

I may have cried. I was waiting for that. It was so good.

Steve Rogers wielding Mjolnir

from age of ultron…….more on this another time

callback to cap budging the hammer in age of ultron

“don’t worry she’s got help” - female characters

Infinity War

I don’t know if this counts since it was literally from Infinity War, maybe not the exact wording, but…... more on this another time

Someone standing behind Wanda

in the funeral scene there was someone standing behind Wanda, Bucky, and Sam that I did not recognize and idk if I’m just blind but they looked like evan peters to me...... and i know it was not him from searching it but i thought it was like an introduction of xmen to the mcu slowly as disney bought fox but i was wronggggg but who was it? was it maria hill? I saw she was credited in the well credits but i swear i dont remember seeing her in the movie

Wanda and Clint’s dynamic still remaining

callback to age of ultron

father and daughter relationship, really good

“don’t do anything stupid until I get back” “how can i? youre taking all the stupid with you”

from the first avenger

:((((((( i- that was very emotional like i didnt process that one either that was like deep in the recess of my memories wow that was solid

Clink of Tony working on the original Iron Man suit - end screen

from Iron Man (2008)

I did not actually infer that it was from Iron Man at first, that was in the back of my mind, but given that end scenes are always about the future I thought it was like the forge where stormbreaker and mjolnir and the gauntlet were made and referencing future characters, weapons, etc. But it was a great callback alkdfjalskdjfajlafjdklajkdl I love Tony :(((

also some unedited ramblings (i only added periods to make it somewhat comprehensive) :

I had the ending robbed from me by dumbasses on instagram. I predicted tony would take the gauntlet and die from it because I knew he was going to die. I wish I could relive watching that not knowing, but if any marvel fans want to tell me how they felt I would love to listen and talk about endgame and the mcu with you and live vicariously through you. that black widow dying and cap getting old was also spoiled. I thought cap was gonna stay when they time traveled the first time but I knew where the soul stone business was going. I wanted to sob at Tony dying and I knew I would have if I didnt know, but I already knew and had accepted it but now it feels like he isnt actually dead idk like when tony almost died in iw I cried so I know I would have sobbed.... but even so tony’s death had been spoiled to me 3 separate times in the three days since its been released and each has been on a different day so I guess it was meant to be but im still mad that was taken from me

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