#thanos has a glove

[the-desolated-quill]

Marvel dudebros: “OMG, Knull is such a shit villain. He literally does nothing except sit around in a chair.”

Um… remind me. What did Thanos do when he first showed up in the MCU?

Oh that’s right. FUCK ALL!!!

[jeridandridge]

Happy Haunts

Melissa Schemmenti is a tough cookie. Until she watches a horror movie.

When you got to work on this particular stormy Halloween you didn’t expect to run around the entire school looking for a child dressed as Thanos, but here you are dressed in your best Captain Carter costume going through the halls with Melissa.

“Okay this stagnant chocolate smell is making me wanna barf.” You groan bringing your arm up to cover your nose.

“This kid thrives on chaos that’s for damn sure.” The redhead nods eyeing you slyly. Your toned arms were on full display in your tight shirt, the material complimenting your body well. “So, what are your plans for tonight, Cap?”

Chuckling you glance at the scarlet witch with a smile. “Well, I’m third wheeling with Jacob and Zach. We’re going to a haunt and I’m almost certain Jacob will run out. What are your Halloween plans with Mr. Year round candy guy?”

Having a crush on a coworker was hard, but it made it even more difficult knowing she was dating someone, especially a guy that was so irritatingly nice like Gary.

Melissa chuckles, immediately sobering at your question. “Gary? He’s a nice guy, but it didn’t work out.” She shrugs.

“Oh.” Is all you can say. That was new information and you felt bad for thinking it, but you were glad it hadn’t worked out between the two. Maybe you could grow some guts and finally ask the redhead out.

After following trails of candy wrappers and chocolate baby Thanos is found by Chad, and his reign of terror over Abbott is finished. Now in the break room after dismissal you sit with your plastic shield on the table with a cup of coffee in hand watching the rain splatter the window.

“Hey Captain,” Melissa gets your attention, purse slung over her shoulder, “How’s about you let the scaredy cats go to the haunted house and you come get scared with me?”

“Are you calling yourself scary, Mel? ‘Cause I don’t buy it.” You tease grabbing your own bags ready to leave. The idea of spending more time outside of work with Melissa had your heart fluttering in your ribcage. The little crush you had since you started teaching at Abbott went from a spark to a roaring fire fast, and now, thanks to class prep and staff meetings. it may be time to act.

“We can hand out candy and watch something scary.” Crimson lips turn into a smile that you’ve only ever seen on the Cheshire Cat.

“What kind of wine should I bring?”

“Red, six o’clock. Don’t be late.” She shoots you a smile over her shoulder.

She might as well be a real witch with the hold she has on you already. In the couple hours you had between work and Melissa’s, you went home to freshen up, opting to stay in your costume for now and being a change of clothes for later just in case the night went late.

At six o’clock on the dot you knock on the paper ghost covered door with a bottle of red wine in gloved hand, chuckling at the sound of scared squeals from kids down the street. “Let me in there’s monsters out here!” You joke.

When the door opens Melissa’s there in all her scarlet witch glory sans her boots. Taking in the sight you can’t help but smile. “Oh my god, Mel.” You laugh adoringly. “Without the boots you’re just adorable. You don’t have the threatening witch look.”

The redhead rolls her eyes adoringly opening the door wider. “Quiet, muscles. I’m giving my feet a break before the kids start coming.”

Following her in you close the door kicking your boots off already enjoying the warmth and smell of the house.

“What’s that smell? My mouth is watering.”

Cape flowing behind her the redhead goes to the oven letting out a wave of warm air as she pulls out a pan of pizza.

“Margherita mozzarel.” She smiles sliding the colorful pizza onto the wooden tray.

You shake your head with a smile moving to wash your hands at the sink. “How did you manage that in just two hours?”

“Magic, hon.” She winks rotating the tray as she cuts into the dough, your breath catching in your throat.

“Where are your glasses?” You hum reaching for the wine bottle trying to distract yourself.

“Right here,” her voice is soft, her hand even softer as she holds onto your arm to reach past you to the cupboard. Bringing two glasses out between her fingers Melissa smiles setting them on the counter beside you. It’s like she was doing it on purpose.

Dinner eaten and two glasses of wine in, you and Melissa are chuckling away on the front porch handing candy out to the kids. When you see her shiver slightly from the cool air, you wrap your arm around her shoulders gently running your thumb over her skin. “These rugrats are slowing down, feel like going back in?” You ask knowing she has a movie planned.

“Yeah,” Melissa smiles warmly at you, standing up with an empty candy bowl. “Let’s see how long you can last.”

Your breath catches in your throat, eyes wide as you duck your head, all of a sudden very worried about tripping as you follow her into the house.

“You know, these movies can get scary.” She teases you.

“Yeah,” you chuckle nervously, “yeah, movies.”

As you change out of your costume in Melissa’s bathroom, you lean against the door taking a breath. She was teasing you, that’s all it was. You two were having a fun night as friends. Clad in your sweatpants and a Flyers t-shirt you meet Melissa back in the dim living room chuckling when you see what’s ready to go on tv.

“This all you got Schemmenti?” You tease sitting next to her, Laurie strode paused on the tv screen.

“Hey, Michael is horrifying okay.” She argues sprinkling the flavor seasoning over her popcorn.

“There’s no way you’re afraid of these movies, Mel.”

“I’m not,” she scoffs playing it off, patting the cushion next to her, “I’m thinking about you. Now sit your cute ass down.”

Rolling your eyes you sit shoulder to shoulder as the eerie music starts, smiling when you catch Melissa looking at you.

“Watch the movie, scaredy cat.” You whisper reaching over for a piece of popcorn.

As the movie continues you both move slowly, fingers reaching into the popcorn bowl cautiously as the stormy night on the tv screen unsettles you. When a thud comes through the speakers Melissa flinches almost dropping the bowl.

“Dolce Gesú!” She lets out in Italian looping her arm with yours. Pink nails dig into the skin of your forearm making you hum in protest. Slowly pulling away you reach back wrapping your arm around her shoulders instead holding her close. Smelling the wine mixed with her make up from the day you can’t help but smile.

The Halloween classic continues, and at some point you end up laying on the couch, Melissa practically on top of you with her face hidden in your neck.

“You can’t have sex while a killers on the loose!” Her muffled voice comes out, soft breath against your skin making you laugh.

“They’re horny teenagers, Mel they didn’t get the memo.”

Throughout the rest of the movie Melissa plays peek a boo with the screen, using you as a human shield. Eventually your hand finds her back. Fingers moving lazily against the warm fabric you sigh contently enjoying this feeling, grateful that Melissa is comfortable enough to be this vulnerable with you. Before you know it, the eerie piano plays again as Melissa rests her chin on your shoulder meeting your eyes.

“I have a confession to make, hon.”

“What’s that?” You ask quietly, a dazed smile that you couldn’t help on your lips.

“I’m not afraid of scary movies.”

Taken aback for a moment you look into jade eyes, pupils dilated and looking at you with nothing but pure admiration.

“You- so this-“ you stammer, a soft chuckle rumbling in Melissa’s chest you can feel against your body.

Resting her hand on your hip the redhead tips her head up kissing your cheek.

“You’ll figure it out, hon.”

Mind going a mile a minute you lay there stunned until you feel her lips on your cheek. “Wait, Was this a date?” You ask quirking a brow feeling totally stupid.

Melissa smiles moving to hover over you.

“I thought it was. Do you want it to be?”

Instead of saying anything, you sit up, hands on the older woman’s hips as you lean in placing a soft kiss to her lips. It doesn’t turn into anything else then, you both exploring new ground cautiously, hands moving slowly until your arms are around her waist.

“You could’ve asked me out.” You chuckle keeping your arms around her. “You didn’t have to act scared over a movie.”

The redhead playfully rolls her eyes gently cupping your cheek.

“Not that I’m complaining.” You lean in nuzzling your nose against hers.

There’s a comfortable moment of silence at the simple action, Melissa’s fingers playing with your hair.

“Alright, hon. How’s about we go on a real date this weekend?” She suggests.

Smiling softly you nod keeping your hands on her hips.

“It’s a date.”

[onceuponastory]

ball of fluff - bucky barnes

Plot: Bucky tells Y/N how he met Alpine. Pairing: BestFriends!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader (but maybe there's something more there... 👀 it's me, of course there is) Warnings: A few mentions of Bucky's past as The Winter Soldier, and how we was used and controlled without his consent. Also includes mentions of how Bucky hates himself for what he did, and the nightmares he has. But as always, if I miss any triggers, please let me know! Notes: Hey, I finally finished a WIP, hahaha. And it's another episode of "this was supposed to be a drabble but it's over 1k words."

Not beta'd, so any mistakes are my own.

“Morning.” Y/N smiles, walking into the kitchen at Avengers HQ. The room is mostly empty, aside from Bucky. He lounges on the couch, scrolling through his phone and laughing to himself about something on the screen. When Y/N sits beside him, he murmurs a greeting before immediately going back to laughing.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh, it’s just Alpine.” Bucky replies. “Look, I got him a new toy mouse a few days ago, and he’s already destroyed it.” He grins, holding out his phone to show her the picture. Y/N leans in, laughing when she sees the picture, especially the satisfied look on Alpine’s face. It’s nice, seeing Bucky laughing like this, sounding so happy. Although, it is a little weird.

Because Bucky looks so intimidating usually, the master of a death glare. And yet here he is, making cute cooing noises and laughing over pictures of his cat like a completely different person from what history and the news will tell you. But she likes this version of Bucky a lot.

Well, she likes everything to do with Bucky Barnes a lot. Like the way he always makes her heart skip a beat, or how she always has a lovesick smile on her face whenever she’s around him. She just can’t bring herself to tell him that though.

“If you don’t mind me asking…” Y/N asks, her brow raised. “How did you find Alpine?” Bucky’s own brows furrow.

“You’re asking that like it’s a weird question.”

“I just mean, knowing you, I thought you found him on a mission somewhere and rescued him from an evil base, from some supervillain like in James Bond.” She chuckles. “Screw damsels in distress, you rescue cats in distress!” She grins.

“What is it you actually think I do?” Bucky raises a brow, yet can’t stop another grin from tugging at the corner of his mouth. A sight that makes Y/N’s smile grow just that little wider. God, she’s got it bad.

“You know, superhero stuff.” Y/N shrugs, and Bucky chuckles.

“Well, I may be a hero, but I found Alpine in a perfectly normal way.…”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

One year ago….

The room is filled with noise, and Bucky awkwardly fiddles with his gloves. He really should take them off at some point. New year, new him and all that. And, of course, being pardoned helps as well. That one might take a little longer, though. This task is small, and manageable. Although, when you have spent your entire life being used as a weapon and fighting space monsters on the regular, everything seems minor in comparison.

Right now though, it feels huge, like when they first faced down Thanos for the first time. Or when he came back to earth after being gone for five years and became a man out of time all over again. 

“Hello sir, how can I help you?” The voice of a staff member makes him jump slightly. He’s still not used to this, to being noticed and to being someone, to being Bucky Barnes, rather than a weapon used and controlled without his consent. Rather than The Winter Soldier.

To be honest, he’s not sure if he’ll ever be used to it. 

“Hi. I was thinking of getting a pet. I was thinking about a cat, but I’m open to anything, really.” Of course Bucky doesn’t tell him it’s because he’s so alone, and thinks he might lose his mind again if he’s alone any longer. The nights get so lonely sometimes, especially with as many nightmares that he has. Being alone with his thoughts, forced to confront what he did for so long every night, is his own personal hell. A punishment he wouldn’t wish on anyone. Maybe being responsible for another life, rather than taking it away, will be good for him.

That is, if he doesn’t fuck this up, too.

“Of course, sir.” The man smiles, beckoning for Bucky to follow, which he does. “We have plenty of cats available, from kittens to seniors. Do you have any specific breed in mind? Any age or gender?” 

All the questions make Bucky furrow his brows together. Choosing a cat seems to be harder than he thought. Obviously, he wasn’t expecting to just walk in and for someone to just hand him a cat, but still. “Not really.” The staff member nods, smiling.

“That’s totally fine. You’re not the first who just wants to walk around. I’ll show you what we have, and we can go from there.”

Bucky looks at every variety of cat and kitten at the shelter. They’re all adorable, but none of them feel right, like his cat. Suddenly, he sees a little white ball of fluff curled up against the corner of a cage. They don’t even move when Bucky approaches. “Who’s this?” He asks.

“That’s Alpine.” Alpine looks up, looking for whoever came to see him. His blue eyes stare at Bucky for a moment, and he cocks his head to the left slightly before burying his face back into his fur. “Sorry, he’s really shy. We’re not sure if he likes people that much.” Bucky chuckles. Well, at least he sounds like him. Bucky doesn't like people that much either. Maybe this’ll be a good match after all. “Do you want to see some more cats?” The staff member asks, but Bucky keeps staring at Alpine, watching as his little head pops up again, checking to see if the stranger outside his cage has gone. 

“Hey there, buddy.” He whispers, smiling. He expects him to curl away from him again, but to his surprise, he takes a few steps forward towards him, tentatively sniffing the air, then Bucky’s gloved hand. Bucky chuckles, murmuring an “aww.” to himself as Alpine brushes his head against his fingers, nuzzling into them and purring. 

“Wow! He rarely does this. You must be special.” Yet the man’s voice fades out as Bucky and Alpine make eye contact. At Christmas time, Sam and his nephews showed him that movie The Grinch, where his heart grows three sizes after he discovers the true meaning of Christmas. Originally, Bucky wrote that off as cheesy nonsense, but now he feels it happening for real as he looks at this tiny little cat. He smiles. He’s perfect.

“I’ll take him.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Brought him home about a week later, and the rest is history.” Bucky smiles.

“Oh. My. God.” Y/N gasps. “That’s so cute. Turns out you’re just a big softie deep down, huh, Buck?” She chuckles. Bucky flushes pink, and Y/N continues to grin. 

“Don’t say a word.” Bucky hisses, but Y/N keeps laughing and smiling. And despite how much he wants to keep it cool, and act like it’s not affecting him, Bucky can’t help but laugh. Because she’s right. Sometimes (more often than he’d like to admit) Bucky hangs onto his Winter Soldier persona, using it like a mask to hide behind. After all, it’s better than having to meet new people all the time, and to actually make relationships with people. People who could disappoint him, or leave him when things got too hard. Nobody would ever go near him if they thought he was still like that, still an asshole who would kill you if you looked the wrong way at him.

But with Y/N… he doesn’t want to hide himself anymore. She makes him the happiest he’s ever been in a long time, and brings out the best parts of him, the parts he thought were gone forever. Her laughter rings through the air, the sound the sweetest melody he’s ever heard, and Bucky just can’t stop smiling. Y/N likes him for who he is, and despite how much he hates himself… Bucky loves the way she makes him feel. 

Well… he loves Y/N more than anything in the world. But she does make him feel pretty damn great.

“You know, Alpine sounds amazing. Maybe I’ll meet him one day.” She smiles. The thought makes Bucky’s heart grow even more, this time so big it could explode out of his chest. His two favourite people, the people he loves most in the world, meeting each other.

“Yeah.” He chuckles, smiling softly. “Maybe one day.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Maybe we'll see reader meet Alpine..... 👀

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

hello! do u recommend any fanfics where sherlock is/becomes doctor strange? i looked all over the place but couldnt find anything good.

Hi Lovely!!!

OMG, I have wanted this concept for awhile, and sadly I only know of these fics on my MFL list with a tag search:

(I Love You) Infinitely by helloliriels (T, 20,072+ w., 14/23 Ch. || WIP || Marvel Cinematic Universe AU || Post-TRF, Post Infinity War, Not Endgame-Compliant, Super Humans, Happy Ending) – With a snap of his fingers, Thanos had caused the heartache and loss of half a planet's population. And Watson, of all people could have kissed the glove that did so. Part 2 of the Liriels Chaptered Fics series

Into the Multiverse by AnAnYaH (M, 21,958 w., 18 Ch. || Avengers / Sherlock / Dr. Strange Crossover || Multiverses, Everstrange, Parentlock / Teenage Rosie, Sad Sherlock, Angry Sherlock, Guilty Sherlock, Sherlock/John Fight, Magic, Strange John, First Kiss, Whipping, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Threats of Rape / Non-Con, Mental Anguish, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst with Happy Ending) – Nothing lasts forever. I am beginning to think it's the same for you and me. In a world where we don't co-exist how long will it take to finally break us ? Or are we already broken in need of a fix ?A multi-chapter fic where Sherlock and John had to leave their lives to save the world from universal threats and pursue as Doctor Strange and Everett Ross. Will they ever reunite? Part 1 of the Everstrange series

London is Strange by KtwoNtwo (T, 40,925 w., 14 Ch. || MCU Fusion || Sorcerer John, Multiverse) – John Watson: Practitioner of the Mystic Arts and Master of the London Sanctum. (Otherwise known as what happens when you toss the MCU and Sherlock into a blender pulsing just enough to blend the two but not enough to make them unrecognizable, adding a pinch of Earth 616, a generous scoop of concept from another fanfiction, and a dash of mythology. Serve immediately garnished with the Time Stone.) Not EXACTLY what you're looking for, it seems, but it is an MCU crossover I've wanted to read for awhile!

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PLEASE if anyone has some they can suggest, I would LOVE to know, because I desperately need that Crossover where Sherlock BECOMES Doctor Strange LOL.

[stef-plays]

It been a couple years since infinity war came out and I wanted to know people opinions now about Star-Lord/Peter crash out which led to them not being able to get the glove off of Thanos. Now some people say it was valid others don’t. I think that it was because you have to see that he just found out about his girlfriend death. How else was he supposed to react, granted he could of been better about it but he was having to process it all in that moment that he lost his lover. There also the thought of what would have happened even if Peter didn’t crash out would they have won in reality? Strange said he saw only one timeline they win but what if the timeline they’re in was the timeline they won but the only timeline where they win they still have to go through the snap?? Because them time traveling would have been them breaking the timeline technically but they never bring it up when it comes to the TVA wouldn’t they has mentioned it because technically they did disrupt the timelines?? But what if they were supposed to do this in order to win and it’s the only way they would ever win. Idk just a thought I guess I could be very very wrong about this most likely

[1-800-teax]

Battle Scars

Avenger!Loki AU

Loki x fem!reader

A/N: Reader has powers similar to Wanda’s.

Avengers Compound - October 17th, 2023

Tensions are high from literally traveling through time and losing Natasha.

You stand off to the side, in deep thought as everyone stands around waiting for the glove to be finished.

You sniffle quietly to yourself when you feel the presence of Loki creep up beside you.

You could hear the sound of my lips parting in hesitation as he tries to find the right words.

Loki finally settles on a simple, “Are you okay?”. With his gentle voice.

Not feeling confident enough to use your voice just yet, you hum in response.

You suck in a deep breath before snapping out of your thoughts and turning your head towards a concerned looking Loki as you give him your best reassuring smile.

You know he doesn’t believe it, he knows you better than that. But maybe your just trying to convince yourself.

“Let’s just get this over with.” You say softly, after clearing your sore ‘from holding in your tears’ throat.

You step away from the corner just as Rocket says, “Alright, the gloves ready.”

“Question is how’s gonna snap their freaking fingers?” He says looking up at all of us.

“I’ll do it.” Thor says volunteering himself, as he steps towards it.

“Excuse me?” Rhodey says besides me.

“Woah, Woah.”

“Thor, Thor. Just wait we haven’t decided who’s gonna out that on yet.” Steve tells him, stopping him from getting closer to it.

“Oh, I’m sorry we’re all just sitting around waiting for the right opportunity.” Thor says with a slightly shaky voice.

“We should at least discuss it.” Scott reasons.

“Look look, sitting here staring at that thing is not gonna bring everybody back. I’m the strongest avenger. Okay? So, this responsibility falls on me.” Thor states.

Protest are being spoken over each other.

“Hold on, hold on-” Tony tells Thor backing him up slightly.

“Stop it! Let me do this. Let me do something good. Something right-” Thor starts emotionally, then Tony cuts him off.

“That thing is channeling enough energy to light up a continent. You’re in no condition-” Tony is then cut off by Thor.

“What do you think is coursing through my veins right now?” Thor asks him.

“Cheese Whiz?”

“Beer?” Rhodey and I say at the same time, both agreeing with each other.

Thor flashes an irritated look your way.

“Lightening.” He says turning back towards Tony, trying to convince him.

You roll your eyes in annoyance and notice Bruce stepping up to the gauntlet.

“Lightening won’t help you, pal. It’s gotta be me. You saw what those stones did to Thanos. They almost killed him. None of you could survive.” Bruce tells all of you.

“And, how do we know you can?” Steve asks.

“We don’t. But the radiation’s mostly gamma.”

“It’s like I was made for this.” Bruce finishes.

Silence over takes the group until i speak up with a nod, “Okay. Let’s do this and hope it works.”

Everyone nods.

I walk back towards Loki, who has been quiet this whole time.

“Good to go?” Tony asks Bruce.

“Let’s do it.” He replies.

“Okay, remember, everyone Thnos snapped away five years ago, you’re just bringing them back… to today.” Tony tells him.

“Don’t change anything from the last five years.” You add.

Bruce nods, preparing himself as we do the same.

You look around to see Steve holding his shield up as cover, Scott deploying his helmet, Rocket hiding behind Thor with Tony using his nano shield to cover himself and Clint as Rhodey gears up.

You take a step up from Loki, so he is behind you as you use your powers to conjuring shield around you both.

Tony initiates a special protocol that has all the doors slamming shut and the widows closed.

“Everybody’s coming home…” Bruce mumbles out, under his breath.

You suck in a deep breath as watch Bruce slowly slip his hand in the glove.

Everything was fine until, suddenly he spams, groaning and grunting in pain.

You cringe, having to look away from your friend in pain.

Protest are spewing out, telling Bruce to take off the glove.

“Take to me, Banner.” Tony shouts out over the protests.

“I’m…okay…” You all hear Bruce pant out.

You turn your head back to him, just in time to see him snap his fingers.

Bruce cries out as a blinding white light flashes you all.

As quickly as the flash of light came, its gone again.

Bruce then falls to the ground, grunting, groaning and heaving in pain.

“Bruce!” Steve and I both call out, worriedly.

“Don’t move him.” Tony quickly says as you, along with Loki, Rocket, Rohdey, and Steve immediately rush to Bruce’s aid.

That is when you notice Bruce’s once strong, green-colored arm is discolored and withered.

“Good job, Bruce. You did good.” You breathe out, giving him a small smile.

Tony uses some cooling spray on Bruce’s arm but Bruce isn’t worried about that.

He grips onto my arm, looking desperately into my eyes.

“Did it work?” He asks.

You are taken aback by his question, and slightly scared to know the answer to it.

Being so worried about him, made you forget why he did it in first place.

But before you can answer the sound of a cell phone buzzing catches your ears.

You watch carefully as Clint stalks up to the phone and picks it up.

“Honey?” He answers.

You look up at Loki with a hopeful look on your face until a large shadow catches your attention.

You squint your eyes and notice a space ship of some sort heading directly towards all of you.

You try to warn everyone but its too late, as the object hits the compound causing the compound to collapse in itself.

You scream out as you fall underground, desperatly trying to hold onto piece of the ground as it caves in.

As you’re falling you feel something wedge into your lower right hip resulting in all of the wind getting knocked out of you.

Your backs hits a stable piece of concrete with much force, earning a loud groan.

You feel droplets of water fall onto you, you look down to see water quickly filling up around you.

Panic starts to set in and the pain gets slightly worse.

You let out a scream out of pure fear, alerting anyone near you.

"Y/n?!" You hear someone call out to you.

Your breath hutches in your throat, “Rhodey?" You call back.

"Yeah." he answers.

You let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" he asks you.

"No...I have a large piece of glass in my hip." You say with a slight whimper.

You hear him curse.

"Alright, Y/n I want you to heal yourself." You hear Bruce instruct you.

"Okay!" You shout wincing at the pain the small action caused you.

You take a deep breath, trying to heal yourself but your hand hits something on the side of you.

You prepare yourself before turning your head.

All of the color drains from your face as you see an unconsious Loki with blood flowing out of a cut on his lip, out of his nose and a gash on his forehead.

You gasp and quickly turn onto your side which causes you a great deal of pain allowing more blood to flow out of the huge glass shard wound. You let out a cry as tears spill from your eyes.

"Y/n?!" Bruce and Rhodey shouts out.

"It's Loki, he-he's unconcious. Do you think he..." You start to say and trail off with fear very clear in your voice.

"Y/n, don't worry about that, just try to wake him up." Rhoday says.

You take deep breaths before returning your focus on Loki again.

"Loki!" You say continuously as you repeatedly nudge him.

"Loki! Get up!" You say despesteratly and slap his face with a bit of force.

Loki jolts up with a large intake of air.

You sigh in relief, falling onto concrete out of exhastion.

You place your right hand next to your wound and your left on your head as you try to keep your breathing steady.

"Y/n?" he asks.

"Hey, my love." You breath out as you feel the water start to get higher.

Your eyes droop and you try to stay consicous but the pain is too much.

Loki tries to say something to you but you are already consumed by the darkness hidden beneath your eyelids.

***

You jolt up suddenly and into someones arms.

You suck in all the air you could and try of focus on all of your senses.

You feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through you.

"Y/n!" You hear the person say.

You look up and see that it's Loki holding you up.

"Loki!" You say shock evident in your voice.

"My love, the water is getting higher. I need you to heal yourself." he says worriedly and you see a hint of fear in his eyes.

You nod and he releases his arms from around you, carefully.

You hold yourself up weakly and start to heal yourself.

Your gold colored healing powers fail to heal you.

"I-I can't heal myself." You stutter out in fear.

"What?" Loki asks fearfully as well.

"I think you need to take out the glass." You mumble out shakily.

You lean back and let Loki straddles your legs.

Loki sighs shakily before placing both of his hands on the glass, ready to rip it out.

"Ready?" he asks.

You suck in a deep breath and close your eyes as you nod, wincing for the inevitable amount of pain about to hit you.

Loki waits a few seconds making you open your eyes to ask him what's going on when he rips it out.

You let out a scream so loud your throat burns before slapping your hand over your mouth.

Your body instantly tries to curl up from the pain but can't because Loki's still on top of you.

You cry out in pain and place weak punches on Loki's stomach, trying to channel your pain somewhere else.

"I know, my love. I know. I'm so sorry." He says guilty with tears in his eyes.

You bite down on your wrist as another flash of pain washes over you and more tears spill.

"You have to heal yourself." Loki says cupping your face in his hands.

You nod slightly as your eyes turn golden again, feeling the magic surging out of your hands.

You move your hands around your wound, feeling it start to heal, soon enough the wound was fully healed with no traces of pain, only a small battle scar.

Your breathing was heavy, hands shaky and full of blood.

You try to catch your breath as Loki rubs your arm while getting off of you.

"You did it." he says.

You nod tiredly.

Just then you notice the water is way higher than you realize.

"We have to try get to Rhodey and Bruce." You say.

Loki nods and you both slip off of the wall you were on, swimming through debris towards where you had heard Bruce and Rhodey.

"Bruce! Rhodey! Rocket?" You ask as you and Loki reach them.

"Glad to see you both, okay." Rhodey says to us as we climb up onto the wall he and Rocket are on.

Soon enough more water starts to flood to where its to your necks.

You feel Loki grip your hand in the water.

You look at him fearfully chin wobbling as you try not to cry.

Loki pulls you into him, kissing you like its the last time. And it very well may be.

"I'm sorry." he says once you both pull away.

You shake your head and rest your forhead against his.

You let out a sob and pull him back into a kiss.

You pull apart slowly, preparing to go under when we were lifted up into the air.

You thank God with a relived laugh.

You all get put down and Scott's hand opens up to reveal everyone has come back.

You all jump out and you gasp gripping tightly onto Loki's hand.

You let go of Loki's hand, he takes out his daggers and you allow your powers to surge from your hands.

You watch as every Avenger turn to Thano's arm ready.

"Avengers...Assemble!" Steve says.

There were many battle cries as you all run off into battle.

[scobgoblin]

Slight Godzilla x Kong Spoilers:

My favourite part of Godzilla x Kong is the way it has stupid explanations for plot devices that still satisfy my need for an explanation.

Like, Kong gets his arm super-frostbitten, and oh no, that's "worse than bad, that's frostbite," so let's put a big Thanos glove on 'im.

So then I'm going "Oh no, you can't just put a big glove over frostbite and expect him to still hit things! A casing around an injured body part does nothing to prevent pain from further impact!"

But as if in anticipation of that, they have a super-quick blink-and-you'll-miss-it line that goes something to the effect of "these injections through the glove should cure that frostbite!" Just cure it.

Magic juice make nerve and tissue damage go bye-bye so monke can punch again, and I for one love it

[arlana-likes-to-write]

Collateral - Chapter 2

Masterlist 

Word Count: 2.8k 

Warnings: stalking, mention of past torture, swearing 

“The nurse?” Yelena questioned. You nodded. “I’m lost.” You sighed but smiled.

“Before you found me, she got to me first,” you picked up the pager and traced the buttons and the screen. “I guess more than one group has been following me.”

“Why didn’t you tell everyone?” It was a great question and when you retold the events of the day you almost told them but her voice echoed in your head.  ‘Maybe I didn’t want to be found.’

“I think she didn’t want me to,” you looked at Yelena. “Please keep this between us. We can trust her,” she gave you a pointed look as if she didn’t believe you. You grabbed her hand. “Remember she is the reason we got out of that hell hole.” Yelena nodded, rubbing her thumb across your hand. You loved the feeling of her hands. She had calluses on her fingers and was rough from fighting.

“Okay, I won’t tell anyone unless it becomes dangerous.”

“Thank you, baby,” you kissed her cheek and put the pager in your hand. “Let’s go back to bed.

“Okay,” she whispered, kissing your hand. You turned the TV off and allowed Yelena to bring you back to her room. When she opened the door, you were surprised to see Nate curled up in the middle of the bed using Fanny as a pillow. You smiled at the sight as Yelena gently closed the door, not wanting to wake up the duo. But Fanny woke up. Yelena hushed the Akita and she moved off the bed as soon as you and Yelena climbed in. Immediately, your brother searched for a new pillow.

“Whatcha doing in here, buddy?” You asked, allowing him to rest his head on you.

“Wanna sleep with you and Lena,” he mumbled, eyes still closed. “Wanna keep you safe.” You closed your eyes, letting out a shaky breath as your heart was breaking.

“And you are doing a great job, milyy mal'chik (sweet boy),” Yelena whispered, kissing his head. “Come. Let’s get comfortable.” With a heavy sigh, Nate moved under the covers and rested his head on a pillow. Yelena turned off the side light and was cocooned between the two of you. You felt Yelena’s hands trace up and down your arms. “Hey,” she whispered, trying not to wake him again. Even though the room was dark you could see the green of her eyes. “He’s safe, you're safe,” she said. “Everyone is safe.” For how long, you wanted to say. Instead, you nodded your head and smiled.  

“I love you,” you would never get tired of saying that to her.

“Love you too.”  

*

“I thought Cho said to stay off your ankle,” Natasha said, putting on the punching mitts. You were stretching your legs then your arms and putting the boxing gloves on.

“She did but they aren’t going to stop because I got hurt,” you jumped slightly testing your ankle. It was stiff and a little sore but you’ve experienced worse pain. Hell Kingpin broke your arm when you fought him with Kate. That was the last time you fought and before that was Thanos. You were rusty. There was a feeling deep in your gut that you knew you would have to fight. They weren’t going to go down easily. You slapped your hands together. “So come at me,” she glared at you. “Come on Nat,” you whined. “We trained together during the Blip. What’s different now?”

“Your father is here to kill me this time,” you giggled.

“Like he could kill you,” Natasha smiled. “We can deal with that later. Come on.” She thought for a moment, tilting her head to the side. Finally, she sighed.

“Fine, but we are going to build up to it.” You excitedly nodded your head, jumping on your feet. “Let’s go.” You missed training with Natasha. During the Blip, training provided a sense of peace. It was just you and her and the entire world went quiet. The gym was filled with laughter, grunts of frustration, and so many tears. But it was you and her against the world.

Natasha held up her right hand and you hit it with your left. It went on like that - left hook, right, uppercut, and she tried to touch you but you dogged out of the way. Sweat was pouring down your back and your ankle began to hurt but you pushed on. They weren’t going to stop. They weren’t going to stop until they completed their mission so you weren’t going to stop either.  

“Alright,” Natasha said. “We’ll call it there.” you fell to the floor and took the gloves off. “Not bad, kid,” Natasha sat down next to you and handed you a water bottle. The water was a cool relief. You were sloppy, slow on your reaction tie, and you didn’t have the endurance. “You did well,” she sat down next to you. “For someone you haven't trained to fight you are a natural.”

“You are just saying that to be nice,” she rolled her eyes, hitting her shoulder against yours.

“I get it,” she said, taking a sip of water. “It’s okay to sometimes feel weak,” you stared at your hands. “It’s how we can become stronger.”

“That was poetic,” you joked but before she could return with a sarcastic comment you let out a heavy sigh. “Sometimes I wish I was stronger or maybe I should have been an Avenger to help more people with this gift.”

“Or made even more enemies than this family already has,” you laughed at her dry humor. “No one is upset with you that you tried to have a ‘normal’ life,” she added to the quotations around the word normal. Nothing about your life was normal. “Avenger or not, you are still a badass.”

“Shut up,” you smiled. “You are like the ultimate badass. I don't fall into that category,” you rested your head on her shoulder. “We are gonna catch them, right?”

“Yeah, of course, we are,” she kissed the top of your head.  

“Did we miss the party?” America asked. You looked up as America and Kate walked into the training room.

“I say the party just walked in,” the comment got a hit on the back of your head from Natasha. “Ouch!” You went to punch her but she grabbed onto your hand and flipped you onto your back. You landed with a groan, blinking up at the ceiling, too stunned to speak. Natasha smirked, standing over you.

“Don’t train too hard,” she tapped you playfully on the cheek and ducked underneath the ropes of the boxing ring.

“Suka,” you sat up, rubbing the back of your head.

“You’ve been practicing,” Natasha said, over her shoulder. “I’m impressed.” You rolled your eyes, pulling yourself up. America was laughing at your exchange with your godmother.

“Be quiet,” there was no real bite to your threat which caused her to laugh harder. “What are you guys up to?”

“Looking to burn off some energy,” you wiggled your eyebrows at the archer. “Ew, get your mind out of the gutter. Do you want to spar?” You thought about it, biting the inside of your cheek. The workout with Natasha was good but sparring with America and Kate would be fun.

“Sure, why not,” you finally said. “I’ll go against the winner so I have time to recover from getting my ass kicked by a deranged Russian.” The couple laughed as they walked over to the padded area.

“I’m telling her you said that.”

“She probably already knows,” you said, picking up the water bottle and joining them. They did a light warm-up and stated the rules - the winner would be determined if they could pin their opponent for 3 seconds. It was strictly hand-to-hand, and no weapons or abilities were allowed.

You assumed Kate would have the upper hand with her background in martial arts but America held her own. She was fast on her feet and could predict Kate’s next move but Kate managed to pin her. The archer kissed her girlfriend on the cheek before helping her up. You faked a gag which made Kate flip you off.

Sparring with Kate and America was something you didn’t realize you needed. Yes, it was a good workout but it was fun. Even when you landed on your back or pinned America, you were laughing and smiling. There was a weight being lifted off your shoulders.

You sat on the floor, nursing another bottle of water as you allowed your body to cool down. “I have a question,” America broke the silence, gently tapping your leg to let you know she was talking to you. You leaned back on your hands to look at her. “Your powers. Are you limited to the animals in this universe or this realm?” You sat up straighter, bringing one knee to your chest.

“What are you suggesting?”

“Like dragons or unicorns or if I give you an animal I’ve seen traveling the multiverse,” she clarified. “Or are you limited to animals that are on this Earth?” You looked at her then stared ahead. You weren’t sure or even tested it.

“I don’t know,” you said. “I normally don’t use my powers to fight and cuddling with a dragon doesn't seem ideal.” Kate laughed, shaking her head. It was hard on your parents to teach an energetic kid how to control their powers. They relied heavily on SHIELD to train you. Even then SHIELD had never seen someone like you. Your training consisted of controlling your emotions, only turning into small animals, and only using your powers when necessary.  

“Maybe try something small,” America giggled. “Like Valkyries’ Warsong.”

“That’s small?!” Your eyes widened. America laughed, throwing her head back and clapping.

“Okay, okay,” she whipped a tear that fell from her eye. “Try a Niffler.” A beat of silence passed between the group. You blinked at her.

“Come again?” You questioned, looking at the archer trying to see if she could decipher what her girlfriend said. But all you got was a shrug. America groaned, grabbing her phone. It didn’t take her long to search.

“That’s a Niffler,” she said. “A fictional character from Harry Potter.” You were staring at a rodent-like creature with a long snout and a coat of black, fluffy fur. You showed Kate the phone.

“Oh! Oh! I remember it now. It’s the little nugget that likes to steal shiny objects.” You giggled, handing the phone back to America.

“So, do you think you could turn into it?” You thought about it. Truth be told, you never tried fictional creatures. You barely turned into real ones.

“I uh can try,” you stood up and pictured the creature in your mind. Taking a calming breath, you changed. You were looking up at Kate and America so you knew you were small.

“Close,” America said. Kate tilted her head to the side.

“I think she’s a platypus,” you changed back, rubbing your head and a frown edged on your face. That was new. You could always change into an animal if you thought about it.

“Alright,” you shook out your arms and legs. “Let me try again.” And you tried. Again and again. Without your failure, you couldn’t turn into the stupid Niffler. You got a groundhog, a guinea pig, and a capybara for some reason. “One,” you whipped the sweat off your forehead. “One more time.” Your chest was heaving and your arms were above your head, trying to expand your lungs to get more air in them. America and Kate exchanged a worried glance.

“Are you sure?” Kate asked. Her eyebrows were pinched together in worry.

“I’m fine,” you waved her off. “Just a little winded from the rapid switching.” You let out a shaky breath, trying to steady your beating heart. You pictured it in your mind. Black fur. Long snout. A pouch on their belly. You closed your eyes and shifted.

“You did it!” America exclaimed, picking you up. It was weird, a little disorienting, and you could smell the gold change that Kate was wearing on her neck. You jumped to the archer’s shoulder and unclipped her necklace as you jumped back on the ground.

“Give it back,” she said, as you turned back with the necklace in your hand. You laughed, tossing it back to her.

“So I guess that answers your question,” you said to America. This changed everything in how you looked at your gift. It was limitless. All you had to do was practice.  

*

You were surprised to see Yelena in your room sitting on the edge of your bed. “Yes mama,” she said on the phone. She smiled at you. “She just walked in. Would you like to speak with her?” She gave you a look that screamed, ‘Help me.’ You smiled, holding out your hand. Yelena gave you the phone.

“Hi Melina,” you said.

“Medvezhonok (little bear), how are you?” She asked. “Do you need Alexei and me to come to New York?” You laughed.

“No, I think we’ll be okay but I will take you up on that.”

“Can you get away from Yelena?” The older Widow asked. You hummed, walking into the bathroom. You turned on the water to wash your hands, hoping the sound would draw out what she has to say. “How are you?” She asked again.

“Angry,” you said, adjusting the phone on your shoulder.

“I can’t say that I blame you,” Melina sighed. “Alexei and I are pushing some old contacts. Some are reluctant to talk but we have our ways.” You smiled, flashing in the mirror. Yelena was watching you, a smile on her lips that screamed how much she loved and cared for you. You smiled but images of Yelena getting hurt flashed through your mind. She was the one suspended in the air as that monster whipped her back or she was sitting in the chair as he stabbed her. You could hear her screams, and feel the pain radiating off of her. You looked away, staring at the sink.

“Let us know,” you said. “I want whoever is behind this head on a stick.”You turned off the water.  

“And you’ll get it, medvezhonok (little bear),” Melina said. “Take care of yourself.”

“Always,” you promised, drying your hands and ending the call. You returned the phone to your girlfriend, kissing her on the cheek.

“I remember Cho telling you to stay off your ankle,” you bit the inside of your cheek as you walked inside your closet. You had a few options but nothing compared to your full wardrobe. You hoped they let you go shopping.  

“I just needed to let out some frustration,” you grabbed a shirt you were pretty sure was Natasha’s and leggings. You walked back into your room and saw a smirk on your girlfriend’s face. “Natasha took it easy on me.”

“Of course it was Natasha,” she mumbled. She grabbed your elbow stopping you from walking back into the bathroom. You desperately needed a shower.

“If I promise to ice it, you will let me shower, please,” you pleaded. She smiled, kissing you softly.

“Are you up for some walking?” You turned your head to the side. “I talked to Sam and he agreed we can go shopping if Natasha, Wanda, and your father join us.”

“That’s amazing!” You exclaimed, wrapping your arms around her neck. Yelena laughed.

“I didn’t tell you the best part,” you hummed, massaging her neck. “All our shopping will go on Stark’s credit card.” You giggled.

“Let me shower and we can go,” she kissed you.

“Can I join you?” You pulled away from her but she chased after your lips. “Please, malyshka (baby girl).” You rolled your eyes.

“Don’t twist my arm, Belova.” You dragged her into the bathroom.

*

“This is weird, right?” You asked, holding onto Yelena’s arm as you were walking around the city. Natasha and Wanda were walking in front of you while Clint took up the rear. Your mom and siblings were somewhere between you and Clint. The three veteran Avengers wore the photostatic veil to hide their appearance.  

“Extremely,” Yelena said. You sighed. She brought you closer, kissing the side of your head. “This won’t be forever. It’s just to keep you safe.” You nodded.

“I know,” you whispered. “I love you.”

“Love you too, moy svet (my light).

*

This was the boring part of his job but when the boss tells you to follow the daughter of Hawkeye and her Black Widow girlfriend one can’t say no. He brought his camera up and took a few pictures of the couple. Questions weren’t meant to be asked but he was curious about why they needed these photos. But like a good soldier he followed, took the pictures, and waited for his next order.

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Taglist:  @missmarvelpotter

Sorry this took so long for me to post but I’d love to see how you are liking this story so far! I want to hear your theories or if you want to see something specific! 

[stevewarlock]

What if Thanos was in Rivals?

Thanos is a one of Marvel's biggest villains, not just in terms of power, but in terms of impact in (and outside) of their universe. The Mad Titan possesses incredible strength, a genius intellect and even cosmic power, all of which make him a massive threat to the forces of good as he seeks to woo Death herself. With so much popularity and influence, it feels inevitable that Thanos will find himself as part of Marvel Rivals' roster eventually.

Class: Vanguard

Thanos is big, bad and strong as hell, a perfect fit for the vanguard role. I'd give him about 900 hp since he'll be a big target. However, unlike the Hulk, he can do much more than hit things hard, and he doesn't strictly need a bedazzled glove to add variety to his arsenal. However, it's hard to resist giving him the gauntlet in some form, so this ability list will involve each of the stones in some form, along with his personal powers.

Abilities:

Left click: Titanic Power - Thanos uses a melee attack that deals 50 damage.

Q: Snap - Thanos snaps his fingers with the infinity gauntlet. Half of the enemy team that is currently alive immediately takes 950 damage, while the other half is unaffected.

Right click: Mind Malaise - Thanos fires a projectile that deals 20 damage and stuns an opponent for 2 seconds. This ability has a 10 second cooldown.

E: Space-Time Warp - Thanos teleports to where he was 3 seconds ago, restoring his health to what it was at that point in time.

F: Reality Rend - Thanos releases the damage taken by Soul Survivor in an area around him, dealing a minimum of 30 damage and a maximum of 230 damage. This ability has a 10 second cooldown.

Shift: Soul Survivor - Thanos creates a barrier around a teammate that lasts until it has taken 200 damage or 5 seconds has elapsed. This ability has an 8 second cooldown.

Passive: Avatar of Death - When Thanos gets the final hit on an enemy, Titanic Power does double damage for 4 seconds. The duration can be extended if Thanos gets another final hit, starting from 4 each time.

Team-Ups:

Cosmic Balance (Thanos/Adam Warlock)

When Adam Warlock revives Thanos with his ultimate, Thanos returns with his full health, not 1/3.

I think these abilities would work well for an aggressive vanguard who can take out enemies and survive prolonged team fights. Thanos is a great fit for a brawl composition, using Soul Survivor to protect vulnerable teammates and then Reality Rend to blast foes around him. His ultimate can wipe out half the opposition, but it doesn't pick who to target and leaves you wide open, so try and use it before a critical engagement for maximum effect!

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

A wish of survival

by Chaotic_aroace Peter managed to rip out the soul stone from Thanos' glove right after he snapped As he was disintegrating he wished that he wouldn't be alone, with someone who understands him and wouldn't leave The soul stone listened Words: 2680, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Batman - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, DCU Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Harleen Quinzel, Pamela Isley, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Barbara Gordon, Joker (DCU), Alfred Pennyworth Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Peter Parker & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Peter Parker & Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain & Peter Parker, Stephanie Brown & Peter Parker, Barbara Gordon & Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes & Bruce Wayne, James "Bucky" Barnes & Jason Todd, James "Bucky" Barnes & Tim Drake, Peter Parker & Damian Wayne, James "Bucky" Barnes & Damian Wayne, James "Bucky" Barnes & Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson & Peter Parker, Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel Additional Tags: BAMF Peter Parker, Genius Peter Parker, Peter Parker Acts Like a Spider, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Protective Bucky Barnes, Protective Peter Parker, BAMF Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, More like a brother figure, but you get the point, Out of Character, The Author Regrets Nothing, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Character Death, As in Peter and Bucky, Canon Divergence - Post-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Tags May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Bruce Wayne Has a Heart, Swearing, Homelessness, Homeless Peter Parker, Lazarus Pit (DCU), Lazarus Pit Side Effects (DCU), Lazarus Pit Madness (DCU) via https://ift.tt/uzClIaf

[venticuliao]

tbh villains are hard to write, the stakes of crisis in a story rely on them, and u can either fuck up the entire thing or just one character, so it’s safer to make ur villains one dimensional or have motivations that are stupid as hell as long it justifies the rest of the writing.

case in point: thanos in the marvel movie had to act as this cosmic threat that would wipe out half of life in the universe. his reason? not enough fuel to sustain that life.. okay? so his goal is to preserve life by sacrificing part of it. his solution? a magic glove that could easily fix the root problem in the first place but he chooses murder bc he’s sooo evil.

stupid? yes, but they didn’t need the audience to like thanos, either from an emotional or technical perspective in terms of the writing. in making such a stupid villain though, they prompted stupid conversations around him and made ethical smoke and mirrors around his character as a villain.

and tbf another reason why good villains are hard to find these days is there is such a focus on making transparent one’s own values and morals through them. nobody’s brave enough to make their villains be committed to their goals with actual reasons. do u as a person that exists in the real world justify or agree with such evil? thanos was a stupid character, why is this even a discussion.

but the thing is this type of things are throught experiments, ur free to explore anything u want in fiction, it doesn’t reflect anything about u if u indulge in the fantasy horror of eco fascism or enjoy the different dilemmas and complexities that a character would face before such a topic. it’s just thanos was stupid as hell, but what if there was an interesting well written villain who explored this subject in a better way?

enter: utopia’s Mr Rabbit

utopia is about a secret massive organization that wants to reduce the population on earth by introducing something in the vaccines for a flu epidemic (it was made years before Covid though), but they themselves don’t know what exactly will be the result, they just know it will work if they are able to get their hands on it. they know they can find the science of it through a graphic novel that was made by a patient in a psychiatric hospital decades ago, which a niche popular conspiracy claims has predicted multiple illnesses through the years. the organization is more or less running against time, as the daughter of the mad scientist is also after the graphic novel.

the backstory behind this all is the mad scientist once met a woman at a party that only the most brilliant minds in the world were invited. nobody wanted to talk to him because he had these fucked up ideas about malaria doing a great job of killing people in a planet that soon would not be capable of sustaining human population, but the woman agreed. she confesses she once was in a massacre, and would rather kill herself right there than face something like that again.

so, they start working together.

Milner, the woman, once played many political sides against each other, and as a result got almost killed. she survived, but she had the Chinese character for rabbit carved into her skin, and eventually became known as Mr Rabbit, although her actual identity was never revealed. this event shapes her mentality about the future, hence why the scientist’s words stuck with her. the story doesn’t bother putting too much emotional weight on it, it’s not that important in contrast to all the events in the world that support this rhetoric of overpopulation.

Milner has a husband and then a son who suffer from a deadly illness, but through it all she falls in love with the scientist. she considers him a god for what he’s doing and his genius. to her, there is no doubt they are working for the preservation of humanity, to the point she murders her husband when the illness has begun to shut down his body (years later, she also does the same to her son). there is never a doubt that she loved them, she isn’t unfeeling or cruel, but her commitment to their cause comes before everything else. and so, even though she still loves him, when the scientist regrets his decision and tries to escape, she hunts him down and has him tortured, threatening to also torture his daughter if he doesn’t reveal what change he made to the vaccine before leaving.

Milner is never portrayed in a way that makes u doubt her soundness of mind or her feelings, she is simply committed to what she believes. she doesn’t act cruel to people, and she’s a fairly normal woman when other characters meet her, it’s just she’ll shoot a bitch if and when she needs to. even if that bitch is her beloved or her child, she is willing to do what it takes, including losing her own life.

the main characters, not knowing she’s the one behind it all the entire time she’s helping them, from the very beginning oppose what the organization is doing, although they’re all just a bunch of guys, normal people who were just pulled into the whole conspiracy because they knew the person who bought the unpublished graphic novel the organization is after. one of them, Wilson Wilson, gets tortured by two of the agents and his eye is removed. not surgically or all too violently, but with a spoon.

Wilson Wilson goes through an entire act over the two seasons of the show in which he vehemently opposes the very notion of sacrificing part of the population, and being unable of even shooting the man who pulled his eye out with the spoon, to becoming Milner’s ally. he’s completely changed his mind from what he’s witnessed and what he’s come to understand of the world on his own.

when Milner dies, as the final plan is already in motion (and it won’t kill anybody, but instead make the population infertile), Wilson Wilson takes over the organization and carves the rabbit character into his stomach, thus becoming Mr Rabbit for the rest of the world

and those to me have been the most enjoyable well written smart villains with evil motivations who commit evil actions for evil goals without bargaining through a tragic backstory that I’ve ever seen thank u thank u

[lilsoupboiii]

Marvel Rewatch Easter Eggs, Notes and Other Stuff: Marvel One-Shot: Team Thor: Part One

- Thor’s “What Are the Infinity Stones”Clueboard:

- Thanos:

“Who is the Purple Man in the Floating Chair?”

“What We Know: Purple, Magic Glove, Doesn’t Like Standing Up”

- Power Stone:

“What is the power stone?”

“Who has the power stone?”

“Where is the power stone?”

“How much power is in the power stone?”

“Why is it purple?”

- Mind Stone:

“In Vision’s Head”

Easter Egg Masterlist

[cobrafantasies]

https://www.tumblr.com/merakiaes/648669262112751616/tfatws-ep5-spoilers-below-the-cut-do-you-know

I want to hear your Sarahbucky thoughts! I was reading this post and it was making me think about how this point in time Bucky is in a better place mentally and when he is, he starts flirting with Sarah and we get to see some of that old Bucky come back. I guess I keep wondering if I’m the only one who thinks that this might not have happened a week sooner for him. Am I the only one who thinks that Bucky couldn’t have and wouldn’t have flirted with anyone until his therapist got through to him and his relationship with Sam repaired enough for buck to decide to start letting people in? I stand by him not being interested in Leah, which is why he didn’t flirt her up like he did with sarah, but i wonder if maybe i’m the only one who reads bucky’s character as someone who wasn’t developed enough to make moves like this until arc reached the ‘turning zemo over to the wakandans’ point in his story. I don’t know, do you think Civi War!Bucky and/or Wakanda!Bucky would have also turned on the charm with Sarah if he had met her back then?

Hi there! I'm surprised I was asked this since I don't actively write/repost SarahBucky but I'm happy to share my thoughts anyhow. I completely agree that it's very possible Bucky wouldn't have been ready to flirt with anyone (Sarah included) even if he had met her any sooner. I think working with Sam and specifically the time spent in Louisiana were major factors in Bucky slowly lowering his defenses and opening back up. I think a huge reason the real, flirty Bucky Barnes is able to reemerge might be because Sam and Sarah already know who he is, parts of what he's been through, and the mere fact that he has a prosthetic arm. I believe that was part of why Bucky seemed uncomfortable with Leah, she asked about his gloves and he lied to her, understandably so, but he felt the need to hide himself. He doesn't need to hide in front of Sam or Sarah. Specifically, I think CivilWar!Bucky had way too much to process and recover from and then proceeds to go through yet another traumatic event. Then Wakanda!Bucky has his first real chance at healing. I do believe he experienced some peace in Wakanda but he was still adjusting to so much. And then he immediately needs to fight in the war against Thanos. In TFATWS, I personally don't think his mandated therapy (as it was shown in the show) was helpful to him at all but oppositely, being accepted by the Wilson family changed everything for him. I will say I'm a SamBucky shipper at heart but that first meeting of Sarah and Bucky when Bucky introduces himself, smiles at her like that, and the way he repeats her name like he needs to hear it again — I swear that nearly tempted me to write SarahBucky many times back when the show first came out. And I have read a handful of wonderful stories on them. I fully support them as a couple even if I don't actively ship it. Anyway, thanks for the ask!

[antvnger]

Blood Brothers AU - Tony survives the Endgame

((I see your proposal, Anon, and raise you...something bigger.

Yes, I completely agree Scott would, and that will certainly be included here. But there’s definitely more to this here than just that.

You know the more I think about it, the more I realize the Russos were just mean and the more annoyed and angry I get. Tony did not have to die. And in my head, he didn’t. I’ve got my own ideas of how he survived, quite a few indeed. Heck, in one version of the story, it’s not a Time Heist, it’s a Quantum Heist and I threw in an OC to make sure he lives, but that’s neither here nor there…

Anyway, in the Blood Brothers universe, Tony does in fact live. So does Nat but that’s also neither here nor there. Here’s how.))

Thanos had just blown up the van. Captain Marvel was this close to escaping with the Stones to the Quantum Realm, but Thanos blew that idea to hell.

We know what happens next. Thanos and Carol fight, and just when we think Carol is really going to end the threat once and for all, Thanos remains one step ahead and knocks Carol into next week with the Power Stone.

And then…the look. Where a chess-master sorcerer and one who seems to defy all with an iron will lock eyes and know the moment has come.

But in this universe, the look doesn’t go unnoticed.

Ant-Man and the Wasp survive the exploding van in a similar fashion to how Scott survived Thanos’ initial attack on the compound. From the rubble near where the van once sat, a tiny Scott Stark groans, shakes his head, and slowly gets up. He hears a large crack resound and flinches, looking around frantically to see just in time how Thanos has gotten the better of Carol.

And somehow, for whatever reason, Doctor Strange catches Scott’s attention. That look of solemn urgency as he holds up one trembling finger. Strange did say they only had one shot at winning…and the look on his face makes Scott realize this was it.

Then his eyes travel to where Doctor Strange was looking, and his heart drops to his boots. No.

That’s another look Scott can recognize. Resolve. Resignation. He’s worn the same look himself on many occasions. Hell, he’d be wearing the look right now if he wasn’t feeling such panic and desperation to get to his brother as quickly as possible.

Because so many things are running through his head right now. Things like Bruce’s screams by just putting on the gauntlet, never mind the damage he endured after snapping his fingers.

Things like the fact that if it wasn’t for the part of him that was the Hulk, Bruce more than likely wouldn’t have survived the snap.

Things like Bruce saying the radiation coming off the Stones was gamma.

Things like Tony’s own words to Thor:  “...that glove's channeling enough energy to light up a continent…”

Things like Rocket describing what it felt like to feel the effects of one Stone, never mind six. 

Things like Tony was about to die. Scott was about to watch his brother die, and he knew it.

Panic propels the tiny Ant-Man forward towards Tony just as he sees his big brother cleverly swipe the Infinity Stones from the iron gauntlet. 

But the younger Stark is clever too, and an idea - a desperate prayer really - blooms in his mind, one he would follow through in full force…whether it ends well for himself or not.

“I am inevitable,” he hears the Mad Titan exclaim with a calm that sends shivers down Scott’s spine. Thanos snaps his fingers, and nothing happens.  Scott’s almost there.

Tony reveals the Stones in his gloved hand, and he flings his head back with a grunt as he bears the electric weight of six Infinity Stones. “And I…” He’s yards away now. “Am…”

Scott gets ready, mentally and physically, as he closes the gap between him and his older brother. He’s going to have to time it all perfectly. One shot to get this right.

“Iron Man.”

In the span of a second, three things happen. 1) Scott activates the Pym Particles with the button on his left hand to make him grow. 2) As Scott grows, he reaches out his right hand and grabs Tony’s right shoulder. 3) Tony snaps his fingers, and the world goes white.

This is where the world freezes for one very brief moment, and Tony is transported to the Soul Stone’s realm because he’s the one who snapped his fingers.

The world doesn’t freeze for Scott though.

As he grows giant, he gets down on one knee to keep his hold on Tony’s shoulder, and he struggles to hold on.

Scott feels everything and nothing all at once.

He learned something from hearing Rocket’s encounter with the Infinity Stone. They can be survivable if you don’t carry the burden alone. And/or if you’re big enough. Tony wasn’t but with Scott’s help, Tony could be.

Energy is neither created nor destroyed; it transfers and transforms. As if sensing a larger mass to consume, the energy of the Infinity Stones drains out of Tony’s shoulder directly in and up Scott’s right arm to the rest of his giant form, rumbling through him like a chain reaction of TNT.

Scott had never felt heat like that before.  Heck, he’d never felt anything like that before.  He almost expected death instantaneously simply from the sheer force of what electricity coursed through him, yet, miraculously, it didn’t come. 

He doesn’t remember how or when he ended up on his back.

He doesn’t remember Hope was about to shrink him back to normal size, but he does remember hearing Doctor Strange shout, “No! If you want him to live, you leave him be!”

For a brief moment, Scott wonders who Strange is talking about.

He doesn’t really remember what Doctor Strange and the princess of Wakanda discuss so quickly and urgently. All he remembers is hearing the princess say, “Two more white boys to work on, and one is a giant.”

Oh, Scott realizes, they’re talking about me and Tony.

He remembers staring at the sky and seeing a beam of sunlight break through the clouds of ash. That’s all he remembers.

Until he wakes up with a start in an exotic and really cool looking hospital room…or lab. There’s so much cool tech, he thinks it’s not exactly a hospital ward.

His suit’s gone, and his right arm, chest, and upper right leg are bandaged up. “Weird…wha–what’s going on?” He looks around, and before he can call out if anyone was there, he finally notices another bed nearby with his brother lying on it, unconscious or asleep and missing an arm.

But very much alive according to the readout of his heartbeat on the nearby screen.

Scott learns many things later on, filling in the gaps in his memory.

He learns that while Scott could not save Tony from losing his arm as a result of actually snapping his fingers, the transfer of energy really did save his life.

He learns that Shuri had to run tests and scans on him while he was giant to make sure the radiation and the energy from the Stones were completely out of his system before he was shrunk back down. Doing so beforehand might have killed him because that would have thrown him into the same dilemma he spared Tony from. He was big enough as a giant to handle the energy, which is why he’s only escaped with bad burns. The scars look like lightning webbing across his skin.

He also learned Hope had to use her disks to shrink him. Any particles he had in his suit had mysteriously disappeared. Perhaps absorbed by the Infinity Stone energy, but that was speculation.

He learned he had been out cold for five days. Between breaking records in size and timeframe of being giant and the Infinity Stones, that was enough to make Scott sleep undisturbed for that long. Shuri had to assure everyone that he really was not dead. “He’s literally breathing on his own and mumbling incoherently every once in a while,” she informed them. “He’s sleeping very deeply.”

Tony went through surgery to remove the arm, and Shuri had to use some Vibranium on his heart to strengthen it. Even Tony’s heart can only take so much, but it’s strong and stable now and probably in better shape than it was before.

But the snap knocked him out cold too, and Tony wakes up a full day after Scott does. And he has no idea how in the world he’s alive until Bruce fills him in on everything that has come to pass.

Tony and Scott design and build an arm for Tony out of vibranium with the blessing of the Black Panther of course, they wouldn’t dare otherwise.

The mystery of the missing Pym particles gets solved soon enough when Scott gets frustrated with the pain in his hand and arm and suddenly bangs his head on the ceiling. And the. He freaks out whenever he sees how he’s drastically changed, and then he’s suddenly very small. “What the hell is going on?!”

Seems the Infinity Stones made him absorb all the Pym Particles he was carrying in his suit…but that's neither here nor there.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hiiiiii

Do you have any fics where john or sherlock are mutants/ have powers?

Hi Lovely!

OOOOOOOHHHH I love this; I have a few fics that could be qualified as "CLOSE" to mutations and superpowers, but not 100%. I have a lot more "changelings" than anything else. I've compiled together some of the ones on my MFL list as well, but I can't guarantee that they're mutants in them since I haven't read them.

If anyone has any fics that they can suggest, please do! I'm kind of into MCU fics right now so if I can have Sherlock-style in there too, that would be awesome! PLEASE let us know if you have mutant or Superhero Johnlock fics!!!

MUTATIONS or SUPERPOWERS

See also:

Magical Realism Where John is the Powerful One

Telepath / Empath AU

Hybrids and Shapeshifters

Soaring Above by Corporate_cards (G, 394 w., 1 Ch.  || TRF, Light Angst, Superpowers) – "Have you ever though about having a super power...?" Part 2 of the Random Things I've Written In Class -- Johnlock series

The Frost Child by twistedthicket1 (M, 9,994 w., 2 Ch. || Frozen-ish AU || Magical Realism, Christmas, Angst, Fluff, Powerful John) – In a world where people are born with a Gift of varying levels, simple John Watson is the last person one might look at when thinking of any strong Magick capabilities. Hiding comfortably in the shadow of Sherlock's brilliant deducing abilities, John is content to keep it that way...

Conductivity by Coquillage Atlas (K,11,051 w., 8 Ch., FFNet || Fantasy and Friendship) – John Watson, alone in London with a healing power he can hardly bear. A description of his life with magic, before and after Sherlock. SEQUELS: Resistance || Reciprocity

Invisible by chappysmom (K+, 25,947 w., 11 Ch., FFNet || No Slash, semi-canon compliant) – John had had the knack for as long as he could remember. It wasn’t that he could become invisible, exactly. The laws of physics worked quite well in his vicinity, thank you very much. It was just that people tended … not to see him. SEQUELS: Still Invisible (ASiB) || Too Visible (THoB) || Invisible Once More (TRF)

Left by lifeonmars (M, 45,153 w., 9 Ch. || Magical Realism, BAMF!John, Slow Burn) – John Watson is left-handed. He’s tried not to let it affect his life, but as any Lefty knows, that’s almost impossible.

Out There by DiscordantWords (T, 131,695 w., 10 Ch. || X-Files Fusion || Past Soldier John, Panic Attacks, POV Alternating Present Tense, Anxious John, Canon Adjacent, Deductions, Obsessive Sherlock,, Travelling, Sherlock’s Family, Jealous Sherlock, Mind Palace John, Awkward Flirting, Kidnapped/Abducted John, Semi-Reverse Reichenbach, Worried/Anxious Sherlock, Hospital, Slow Burn, UST, Case Fic, Government Conspiracy, Aliens, UFOs, Mutants, Mutual Pining, First Kiss, Coma John, Forehead Touching, Hand Holding, Drinking/Bars, Past Jolto) – FBI Special Agent John Watson, medical doctor and army veteran, is assigned to assist eccentric genius Sherlock Holmes with paranormal investigations on the X-Files project.

How to Build a Heart out of Ashes by Teumessian (E, 144,931 w., 31 Ch. || Changeling AU || Slow Burn, Drug Use, Mentions of Child Abuse / Bullying, Mentions of Student/Teacher Relations, Uni-Age) – In an AU where a small number of the population become Changelings at a young age, at 17 John Watson believes he's destined for Normal life but then the Change takes him and he is sent to the Baker Institute. There he meets Sherlock Holmes.

MARKED FOR LATER

(I Love You) Infinitely by helloliriels (T, 20,072+ w., 14/16 Ch. || WiP || Marvel Cinematic Universe AU || Post-TRF, Post Infinity War, Not Endgame-Compliant, Super Humans, Happy Ending) – With a snap of his fingers, Thanos had caused the heartache and loss of half a planet's population. And Watson, of all people could have kissed the glove that did so. Part 2 of the Liriels Chaptered Fics series

Trenchcoats and Capes by jomochi (T, 35,275 w., 3 Ch. || Superhero AU || UST/URT, Mutually Unrequited, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Love Confessions, Secret Identity, Hero John) – He’s twirling a strand of hair around the finger of his other hand. His coat, which honestly looks more like a cape than anything, is spread out beneath him. His chest rises and falls slowly with calm breaths, the tight black material of his suit stretching to accommodate the movement. John has seen many pictures of him but not one did him any justice. The sight before John is breath-taking. It isn’t right. Evil shouldn’t look this good.

The Alchemystics by elwinglyre (E, 69,014 w., 16 Ch. || Full Metal Alchemist Omegaverse AU || Non-Traditional ABO Dynamics, Major Character Injury, Angst, Human Transmutation) – Since youth, Sherlock was forced to hide who he was from the world. That time has ended. With the world torn apart, he must embrace who and what he is: an alchemystic and an omega. Fortunately, he finds another, John Watson, who is a true compliment to himself. With Watson’s help, Sherlock strives to obtain what’s needed to right the world. But the past, present and future aren’t aligning, and what is needed to succeed comes at a high cost: for to gain, something of equal value must be lost--that is Alchemy's First Law of Equivalent Exchange. No one knows this lesson better than Sherlock. He’s lost his father, his brother and his arm attempting to bring his mother back from the dead. What will he need to sacrifice to save the world?

The Destruction of Ice by All_I_need (E, 91,682 w., 28 Ch. || Psy - Changeling Crossover/Fusion || Changeling John, Psy Sherlock, Murder Investigation / Case Fic, Slow Burn, Touching, Forced Lack of Emotion, Silence Protocol, Sci-Fi Elements) – The year is 2081 and Sherlock Holmes never expected to encounter a threat to his Silence, the conditioning that keeps him sane and unfeeling. John Watson, on the other hand, never thought he'd find a flat in London. He certainly didn't expect to find one that comes with a Psy flatmate: brilliant, emotionless and more intriguing than John would like. When a series of brutal, random murders shakes London to its core, it is up to them to stop a vicious psychopath - preferably before Sherlock's latest experiment gets them both killed.

A Vintage Exceptionally to Your Liking by EmmyAngua (E, 95,334 w., 19 Ch. || Alternate Dimensions AU || S3 Fix It, Lies, Angst, Pining Sherlock, Superpowers, Domestics, BAMF Mary, Hiatus, First Time, Magical Realism, Slow Burn, Colliding Universes, Moral Dilemmas, Betrayal, Mary’s Past) – Sherlock and John met seven years earlier than canon and fell in love. When John dies, Sherlock is introduced to the concept of alternate dimensions and given the opportunity to visit a different universe where he can have a second chance with a new John Watson. A love story across alternate dimensions.

[darthkvznblogs]

If a species goes extinct after being halved, how does Thanos convince himself that he's still the good guy?

In your house, there is a garden.

For too long, you and all the previous residents have ignored it - and to say it has grown uneven, and ugly, and wrong would be putting it mildly. It has become a veritable battlefield, too many plants fighting it out for too little space and nutrients. Many of the beautiful plants the original owners seeded and planted have already died. So, you set out to fix it.

It's hard, thankless work. One at a time, you take a plant, yank all the weeds, trim it to the shape and size you desire - you don't want it to die, of course, but for it to have a chance at truly flourishing, the plant must first suffer the cuts. Once you're done, the plant has plenty of space, it is no longer suffocated by weeds, and so it has a chance to grow - not wildly out of control, putting itself and its neighbors at risk as it did before, but in a beautiful, orderly manner, which you approve.

Your plan is not perfect. You can never fully ensure that a plant will flourish, but you can certainly improve its chances - making sure all pests are eliminated, constantly looking out for sprouting weeds, enriching the soil with nutrients, giving the plant structure to grow around. But the garden is large, and focusing on a single plant isn't something you can afford to do for long. Your own resources aren't limitless - you're the only one who truly cares about the garden, after all, and though quite hardy, you are only one man. Your tools can break, the thorns may draw blood, and there's simply not enough time in the day to fix the whole garden - even a single plant takes quite some time.

You wish you could do it all at once, with a snap of your fingers. Give every single plant the exact same chance to flourish - sit back and watch as the beautiful garden starts over.

Perhaps, someday, that'll be possible. Stranger things have happened, after all, and you're pretty sure there's much better tools out there than the ones you have. This garden was as beautiful as you picture it, once - perhaps the original owners had those better tools.

But until that day comes, you lace up your boots, you put on your gloves, and you set out for another day of work.