Tony: *opens the door*
Small kid: trick or treat!!
Tony: hey buddy, what are you suppose to be?
Small kid: I’m a ghost! booo👻
Tony, comically clutching his chest: wow that was really scary. here you go *hands him a basket of sweets*
*a kid, who was Peter all this time, jumps out from his ghost costume, takes all the candy, and runs into the darkness of the night, maniacally laughing.*
Tony: oMg not again PETER, COME BACK HOME
*Thunderbolts fighting a random enemy*
Enemy: *takes off Bucky’s arm again*
Thunderbolts:….
Yelena: that is so uncool
Ava: I swear to god the next person to take off that fucking arm is gonna-
Enemy: ??
John: yeah how would you like it if I just took off your leg in return?
Alexei: in what world is it okay for us to take off each other’s limbs?
Ava: apologise.
Enemy: what….
Alexei: fight will not resume without an apology for the disrespect
Enemy: *awkwardly handing the arm over* sorry….
Bucky: ….yeah no it’s cool
*Fight resumes*
Tony: Wait, you have McDonald's?! Where did you get McDonald's?!
Rhodey: ...McDonald's?
Tony: Bitch give me a fry
Rhodey: IS THAT HOW YOU ASK??
Tony: Bitch PLEASE give me a fry
@lunadensmidnightprowl
wouldn't wanna find out any other way :]
I don't know what to say here sobs
I'm just. existing. idek how Tumblr works that well- sigh
I DIDN'T EXPERIENCE THESE FICS AND NOW I NEED IT
I need someone to write a “coming downstairs in your messy bun to find your alcoholic mom sold you to the thunderbolts” fic PRONTO I need to relive my glory days (middle school) (they weren’t glory days) (I was miserable)
The trope where people don't recognize each other because it's been so long since they last interacted and they've both changed so much that they're basically strangers UNTIL one of them does their Signature Thing™ and the other just stops dead because oh. It's YOU. All at once it's so clearly you
Sometimes a family is a former child assassin, her fake dad, Walmart Captain America, daddy issues final boss, a bipolar nuke, and the guy who killed jfk
YOU'RE SUCH A JEEEEEEEEEEEEERK <3
im the child you bully. you don't bully children you bully CHILD and that child is ME, Jerk <3
that’s just my god given right as your big sib, sorry bitch
i NEED Grian to go full psychological horror on the hermits with the permit office. i need multiple layers of permit waiting rooms each that plays a more distorted and unsettling version of the please hold music as you go deeper, I need there to be a constant static buzzing being played I need the lights to flicker, I need grian to stand ominously at the end of hallways just to disappear behind a corner