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Bucky: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Sam: Not if they consent to it.
Y/N: Depends on who your stabbing.
Steve: YES??!!?
*The squad over at Steve’s house*
Thor: Ohhh, we each get our own oven?
Steve: …N-No…
Steve, laughing: How many ovens do you think I have???
Thor, motioning to the kitchen: Three, I thought!
Bruce: I see a—
Steve, motioning to one device: This is a microwave.
Thor: Oh, well I—
Steve: Hey wait, wait, actually- hang on- *fiddles with the buttons on the microwave*
Steve, amazed: It’s got a bake setting!
Clint: Ohoho, you learn something new everyday!
Tony: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first?
Steve: Now I’ve just discovered I have more ovens than I thought, we don’t need to roshambo nothin!
Steve: I am someone who owns four ovens…
Steve, louder and way too happy: I am someone… who owns FOUR OVENS…
Steve: I didn’t know I was so rich with ovens…
Natasha, pointing to another appliance: Also the toaster oven!
Steve:
Thor: Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens!
Steve:
Steve, fucking ECSTATIC: I AM SOMEONE WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS
Stark!Reader: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it…
Tony: Just rip the bandage off.
Stark!Reader: It's Loki.
Tony: Put the bandage back on.
Y/N: What’s something you’re better than Bucky at?
Sam, without hesitation: Everything.
Peter, after a brief moment of thinking: Mario Kart.
Steve, sadly: Emotional Vulnerability
Kate: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?
Peter: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Y/N?
Y/N: Probably “road work ahead”.
Bucky, confused af: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.
Store Worker: Would Miss Y/N L/N come to the front desk?
Y/N, arriving at the front desk: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker: *points to Sam and Bucky*
Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?
Sam and Bucky, simultaneously: We got lost :(
Y/N: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me—
Y/N: JAMES!!!
Bucky: First name, could be fine.
Y/N: BUCHANAN!!!
Steve: Middle name, not looking so good!
Y/N: BARNES!!!
Steve: You’re in trouble.
Y/N: YOU TOO, STEVEN GRANT ROGERS!!!
Bucky: *smirks*
Steve: …Shit…
Y/N, to Sam: My life is in the hands of an idiot!
Sam, motioning to himself and Bucky: No no no no no, TWO idiots!
need
roommate! bucky barnes x reader
summary || Bucky gets horny while watching a movie.
warnings || handjob, crack fic — MINORS DNI
divider by @firefly-graphics
I don’t even know what this is lmaooo.
You stifled a yawn as you stretched your legs further into Bucky’s lap, it was a tradition now since your feet always got cold. Your eyes were drooping low, but you shook your head to stay awake. The TV was throwing colours over the overwise dark room and you were getting sleepy looking at the bright screen.
“That boring?” Bucky asked, turning away from the stupid horror movie he had chosen. “No. I’m just very tired.” You lied. You were sleepy, while watching a horror movie, and it wasn’t even halfway through. The movie was just downright terrible.
“Don’t lie. I know it’s awful. Kinda was a bad pick.” Bucky said dejectedly. “Uff, glad to know I’m not the only one who thinks this is pathetic.” Bucky was a little touchy when it came to the movies he selected, so you tended not to usually criticise them in front of him.
You were about to switch off the TV when suddenly the main characters started making out, in the middle of a haunted house. You wanted to roll your eyes, but the scenes were oddly arousing. The scenes progressed further until they were literally fucking in the dilapidated room.
You wiggled your feet a little in Bucky’s lap to get more comfortable, but then foot accidentally touched something hard and hot in his pants. You both stilled and left the TV to look straight into each other’s eyes.
A devilish idea crossed in your head and you pressed your foot down a little harder. He hissed through his teeth and yet didn’t stop you, so you decided to continue rubbing your foot over his tented pants. But then you purposely took your leg away to gauge his reaction.
“Don’t tease me doll.” His voice was raspy as he looked at you with lust blown eyes. You crawled further until you were right next to him. In the dim light of the TV playing the now forgotten movie, you could see his blue eyes sparkling.
Bucky was a gorgeous man and you’d be a fool to not want him. Bucky placed his hand on your chin and smashed your lips together in a passionate kiss. You trailed your hand down the hard planes of his body as you kissed him.
“Fuck.” He cursed when you slipped your hand into his pants and curled your hand around his hot length. You pressed tight circles on his slit with your thumb and spread the precum. He closed his eyes and leaned against the sofa once you started moving your hand along his length.
You had accidentally seen Bucky naked once, and you knew he was well endowed. But jerking him off was a whole another experience. Your eyes weren’t leaving Bucky’s face because he looked absolutely magnificent, his eyes closed and his plump lip trapped between his teeth as he relaxed.
“I’ve wanted this for so long… fuck!” He sighed as you twisted your hand around his head. “Why didn’t you tell me before?” You asked as you started moving your hand faster. “I… I thought you didn’t want… fuck, I’m going to cum!”
“No wait! Not on the couch please!” You cried out. You were about to take your hand away, but Bucky held you there. “Please god, don’t stop!” His hand guided your fist to go faster. “Bucky! You’re going to ruin the couch and the carpet.”
“No. Take…” he closed his eyes and you could feel that he was on the edge as his cock twitched in your hand. “Take the mug.. quick!” Following Bucky blindly, you took the first cup you could reach on the table. Bucky groaned loudly as he came and you collected his cum in the cup.
Bucky’s body sagged into the couch when he came down from the orgasmic high. You giggled like idiots about what just had happened before your eyes went back to the mug. “Oh my god Bucky! You just ruined my favourite coffee cup!” You screamed.
“I wouldn’t say ruined it…. umm, I just added some extra cream.” He said laughing at his own joke. “Ewww. Not funny.” You said making a face. Bucky pulled you back in his arms and held you there. Soon, you too started laughing on the absurdity of the whole situation. “Well, it was still better than the movie.”
Loki & Chara
I LOVE THIS SO SO SO MUCHHHH AAAAA
She said, "What's on your mind?"// I said, "Your skin"
Pairing: Matt Murdock x AFAB Reader
Warnings: Implied smut, Established relationship, Mirror stuff, like pussy worship if you squint
Author’s Note: I just think we should all be more comfortable looking at ourselves and getting to know our bodies and I like to image Matt would want that too. I really need to wash my hair but I also just ate so I wrote this while I waited for my stomach to settle
Post-orgasm Matt was clingy and soft but he claimed that was only for you. After a round of morning sex, you and him were on top of the covers. You were leaning against the headboard. His head was on your mound with his right ear pressed against your crotch while you played with his hair. You weren’t sure if he was listening to his cum moving around in your uterus or the pulse that was still throbbing in your loins.
There was a mirror parallel to where you and Matt were laying, giving the perfect view of your post-orgasmic state. Even though you knew he wasn’t, the way Matt’s head was resting it was almost like he was looking directly at your body in the mirror. “Tell me what you look like”
You rolled your eyes. “Matt you know what I look like.” You went on to give a very utilitarian description of the colour of your hair, your eyes, your height, your body type all the standard stuff that would show up if you got roped into more of Matt’s shenanigans and ended up as a fugitive on Unsolved Mysteries.
“That’s not what I mean.” Matt hooks his hands underneath the flesh of your thighs and spreads your legs as far as they would go, having your plush, dewy folds completely exposed in the reflection of the mirror. You had never really seen yourself like this.
“Every time I think I’ve got your body mapped and figured out there’s always something new that I find that takes my breath away.” You smiled thinking about the other night when Matt shifted the angle of his thrust. He found a new spot inside of you that made his breath hitch and you moan so pretty around his cock.
Matt’s fingers parted your labia using two fingers to hold the puffy lips apart to expose your glistening flesh. “So tell me, gorgeous, what do you look like?”
Part 2
i have a boner for ralph bohner 💞
Thunderbolts plot theory
Ok so i js recently rewatched the og avengers and looking at the stills from the new thunderbolts movie i concocted a theory. stay with me now is this doesnt make sense lol. ok i believe that this movie will mirror the events kinda of the avengers movie. for example:
the battle of Manhattan, it seems like the thunderbolts are gonna have their own battle of Manhattan because if u look at some of the scences in the trailers, the tbolts are entering, leaving and seem to be around avengers tower which may be being rebuilt to be the watchtower for sentry by val.
i believe val is gonna be the nick fury for the thunderbolts. like in the avengers nick is the reason why the avengers all come together to stop loki and the aliens. it seems like val is the boss of some of the tbolts team (yelena seen in bw and john seen in tfatws). also her saying the "the avengers are not coming" may have caused bucky to want to form a team of his own. I believe that she is bringing the team togther to put them in some sort of death trap like the synposis of the movie says (i think the trap may be sentry or void, im excited to see)
now we all know that the most common theory for this movie is that taskmaster is gonna die. like marvel literally spoiled it by not including her in doomsday but having the rest of the team there. i think she is gonna be mirror of that one shield agent( i dont remember his name lmao but i think he was also in the thor movies and was a frind of thor) who died and caused the avengers to group up and fight loki. like it think her death, if it happens, will bring the team together over their common grief. its kinda fucked up that they brought her back js for that if it does happen but we'll she right? ok guys sorry if this messy i wanted to share thoughts with someone but i have friends who are into the mcu tell me what u think!
okay, i’m hurt-
“What we had was so special and you walked away from it.” with matt. I’m always here for the angst 🥲
-💜
Oh and now some Matt angst. That boy lives in a world of angst so he will fit right in.
You couldn't even bare to look at him. He hovered in your living room like a lost puppy. He played with his fingers and then the hem of his hoodie over and over in a nervous cycle. You'd been talking for hours, you were getting nowhere and your feelings hadn't changed. You hurt from head to toe and you didn't find yourself any closer to forgiveness.
"What you did was..." you heaved in a weighted breath to steady yourself, trying desperately not to shout cause you knew the walls were paper thin and the baby next door was having sleeping trouble lately.
"Unforgiveable I know" he finished your sentence, his voice it's usual low calm tenor. It was almost irritating to you now. How could he be so... still?
"What we had was so special and you walked away from it" your words shook as your spoke, your breath rattling into your lungs.
He nodded, eyes downcast to the floor, "I know"
He stepped forward and in tandem you stepped back, "Please don't"
"You won't even let me touch you?" he asked, hurt instantly painting his face. His eyebrows were scrunched inwards and his mouth pulled down into a frown.
You rubbed the heal of your palm into your tired eyes, "Matt I...." you paused, "No, I won't let you touch me. I need you to leave"
His face broke it's steely gaze even further as he began to cry, you turned your back to him unable to witness him cry. The ache in your chest grew larger as you listened to his heavy breathing.
"Please" he whispered, "Just try?"
You sighed but didn't turn around, "I did"
my heart, this is so cute 🥲
Knight in Red Leather
Summary: You and Matt have been through a lot during your two years of marriage yet Matt continues to show how perfect he is for you.
Warnings: absolute fluff with maybe a dash of angst through an over bearing mother
Reader: Pregnant Female Reader
Pairings: Female Reader x Matt Murdock
A/n: Enjoy!
Masterlist
“Where do you come up with these combinations?” You mutter to your protruding stomach. You wobbled into the kitchen near midnight with your hair messier than a rats nest and your night shirt hanging off your shoulder. You winced when you turned on the kitchen light before waddling toward the cabinets. When you opened it you vaguely remember Foggy going on and on about how you and Matt had the most random food options imaginable. You just pointed to your stomach and grumpily told him it was your daughters fault.
You daughter wasn’t even born yet and she was already a handful. This pregnancy was far from easy. She was constantly restless, constantly hungry and you were always uncomfortable. Your pregnancy honeymoon period had come and gone faster than a blink of an eye. Now you wanted the baby currently bouncing on your bladder to pop out so you can have your body back to yourself. You couldn’t remember how many times you snapped at Matt telling him he wasn’t ever getting lucky again and that he should just get his balls snipped cause they were useless at this point.
Now that you think about it you’ve snapped at Matt quite often and a sliver of guilt hit you but it passed when you remembered how hungry you were. Savaging the kitchen for the perfect food combination you began to put together something that should be illegal but to you it was mouthwatering.
You took your food and lowered yourself in the kitchen chair. You propped you annoyingly swollen feet up and slouched in your seat. Your head lulled back and your eyes searched for the clock. It was closer to one in the morning by now and you wondered how time had flown by so quickly. You weren’t expecting Matt back for another couple of hours. You missed him but you knew he had a city to take care of.
You know what they say - Think of the Devil -
You grin sleepily when you hear the window slide open and your husband slips in. He closes it behind him before promptly locking it. He takes off his mask and wanders over to the kitchen. He breathes in deeply before chuckling at your choice of food. His fingers brush along the seat your feet are on. You watch him bend down, wrap his hands around your legs, lift them and rest them on his lap.
“Quiet night?” You ask softly, moaning when his hands work their magic on your feet.
“For the most part,” He nods, his eyes wondering aimlessly but in your general direction. You loved his eyes. They were always searching for you and you always got lost in them. “Baby keeping you up again?”
“I guess we just both missed you,” You whisper, feeling your daughter settle at the sound of his voice. You didn’t blame her, Matt had one of the most soothing voices in the world.
“Are you done with your snack?” He asks. You hum tiredly, looking at him through half open eyes. “Alright then, time for bed, sweetheart,” He stands up and lifts you in his arms.
“Look at you, my strong man,” You moan, curling into his arms. Your head snuggles into his neck. You grin when you feel his chest puff proudly. You kiss his neck while he carries you to your bedroom. “My mom called after you left,” You whispered. You almost laugh when his chest deflates.
“Let me guess, she’s coming over tomorrow,” He grumbles.
“Is foresight one of your abilities, Mr. Murdock?” You ask. He huffs out a laugh and lowers you onto the bed gently. “She won’t stay long,” You promise. Your eyes stay attached to him as he undresses out of his Daredevil outfit. “She’ll come for lunch, we’ll have a conversation that will eventually turn to rude comments, I’ll lose my pregnant brain and snap. She’ll get all offended and we’ll be free from her for a few weeks,”
“Or we could just tell her that she can’t come over,” Matt suggests.
“As if that’ll stop her,” You laugh. “Maybe we should just move and hide,” You suggest.
“She’d sniff us out,” Matt shakes his head. You laugh again before quietly agreeing.
Your mother was far from the easiest person to handle. She was a pressurer and nobody was ever good enough for her, especially not Matt. She knew he had a dark side and that he was hiding something. She just couldn’t understand that he was only hiding things from her and not you. She was also shallow enough to hate the fact that he was blind, though she’d never admit it. She wanted you with someone who could take care of you, not who you had to take care of. She just didn’t understand.
“We have to set some boundaries before the baby is born,” He says, laying beside you.
“I know,” You whisper, cuddling into him. His arm wraps around your stomach protectively. He kisses your head then down along your neck to your shoulder before snuggling into the crook of your neck.
“I love you,” He whispers, holding your close. You mutter back to him but the words are incoherent as you fall asleep. He laughs softly, kisses you again before falling asleep.
You’re both rudely awakened by bounding on the door. Matt startles awake and goes to spring into action when he realizes it’s just your mother. He groans falling back onto the bed.
“If we’re really quiet she’ll go away,” You whisper, hiding under the covers. You both know that’s a lie.
“I love you,” Matt says. “But I can’t handle this anymore,” He groans climbing out of the bed.
“Matt?” You ask, popping your head out from under the comforter.
“Just stay in bed sweetheart,” He says pausing by the door. His head turns over to you. “I’ll handle this,”
“My knight in red leather,” You whisper. He smirks before turning towards the door. You listened to his feet padding along the floor towards the door.
“Oh, hi Matt,” You hear your mother say. Unwilling to just stay in bed you roll, quite literally, out of bed. You quietly move through the apartment and look towards the door. You couldn’t help but grin when Matt subtly shifted to hide you from your mothers eyes.
“Today’s not a good day to visit,” Matt told her. “In fact, we’re gonna have to wait a few weeks before another visit. The birth is getting closer and Y/n’s more tired as of late,”
“Which is exactly why she needs me,” Your mother states. “She needs someone to take care of her,”
Your teeth tug on your lip as Matt subtly tenses. She never failed to piss him off, especially when she hints at the fact that he can’t care for you. You shake your head at her naivety. Matt did so much for you that you hardly had to lift a finger to do anything. You usually had to tell him to look after himself after all the time he spends looking after you and the city.
“I’m here,” Matt says in a finality voice. “I’ve been her husband for the last two years and I’ve looked after her since college. I have always had her best interests in mind and she’s in good hands. Why don’t you go back to the tanning salon? You’re looking a little pale,” Matt closes the door in her face and you release a string of giggles.
“Is she as offended as I think she is?” You ask him quietly as if she could possibly hear your voice through the door. Matt turns his head slightly and smirks.
“She’s just called me a blind fool for the third time and she hasn’t even reached the second flight of steps,” Matt says and you giggle again.
“Have I told you how much I love you, Mr. Murdock?” You ask, waddling over to him.
“Not this morning,” Matt teases, encircling his arms around your waist.
“I,” You whisper kissing his chin. “Love,” You kiss his nose. “You,” You kiss his lips. “You perfect, perfect man,” You mumble. He gives you that cocky grin of his and he kisses you once again but even deeper. “You deserve a cooked breakfast,” You peck his lips before slithering out of his grip. He whines and follows you into the kitchen. You grab a pot to cook with only to feel you ass being smacked. “Matthew!” You jump and he smirks hugging you from behind.
“I do want breakfast,” He mutters, kissing you shoulder.
“You better keep those hands to yourself, mister,” You warn him. “You’re the reason we’re in this mess,”
“Me?” He chuckles. “If I remember correctly, you’re the one that jumped me,” He mutters in your ear.
“Oh really?” You ask and he hums. “Nevertheless, keep those hands to yourself,”
“Really? You want me to let go?” He asks. You open your mouth to answer when suddenly his hands lock under your eight month pregnant stomach and then leans back. You moan like a whore when he takes the weight of the baby. Instant relief fills you as presser is taken off your feet and back. You don’t hesitate to lean against Matt. He shuffles slightly to take as much of your weight as he can. “Want me to let go?”
“Don’t you fucking move,” You grumble, laying your head on his shoulder. He lays his head against yours. “You’re the perfect man, Matt Murdock,” You whisper. He chuckles.
“I do try, sweetheart,” He whispers in your ear. He kisses your cheek and continues to hold you as long as you’ll let him.
I thought this was such an interesting post and I think it's always good to hear both sides of the story when it comes to both Tony Stark and Peter Parker. Because they're flawed characters. That's the point of them. We wouldn't like watching them if they were perfect and made good calls all the time.
I totally agree with your point about the MCU trying to backpedal and make Peter a hero of the people instead of some kind of untouchable hero on a pedestal. Because people love Spider-Man because he could be them. He could be anyone. And he doesn't walk away on Queens. He's happy just helping people. Not saving the universe. And every time there's a scene with ordinary people supporting spiderman, my heart absolutely melts.
But I'm not sure Homecoming was a total disaster. I haven't watched it in a while, so correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought it was very human, and very normal of Peter to have big ambitions and dreams and chase the kind of glamorous, super, shiny, lifestyle Tony was offering. Because that was what he thought success was. That's what he thought being a hero was. As humankind, we are kind of collectively enthralled by the lives of the uber-powerful.
The reason I quite enjoyed Spider-Man Homecoming was because Peter realized that success as a superhero wasn't about flashy suits. He realized that the lifestyle he was chasing wasn't what he wanted. He realized all the fancy stuff doesn't make you a good hero or a good person. It just makes him miserable and anxious. And if we look at Tony, that's kind of what happens to him in a lot of the time. He's pretty miserable from the lavish lifestyle, and ultimately recognizes that it is because of it that he is all alone. "You're a man that has everything and nothing."
I think Spider-Man homecoming was about him coming back to his roots in a way, and rejecting the billionaire superhero stuff Tony has. And I enjoyed Peter and Tony's relationship, not necessarily in a father-son kind of way, just because I think in the end, Tony was the one who was inspired by Peter. Which I don't think he is by any other character.
Overall, I think it's great that we have these kind of posts on tumblr because they're so thoughtful! I loved some of the ideas put forward in this post.
Also I'm sorry this is so long, it was originally going to be a comment but I had too many thoughts.
mcu peter sucks, im sorry
in terms of the spider-men/women/pigs, i don’t really have a favourite. however, i do have a LEAST favourite, and that is the MCU Peter Parker portrayed by Tom Holland.
The integrity of Spider-Man comes from that fact that he is a working-class hero, fights for the little guy, and his origin story.
and all that was destroyed once the MCU got involved.
why did they not use his origin story? does oscorp exist? harry osborn?? what?? who tf is ned? why does he have powers? why does this movie suck so much? Why are there zero stakes?
-on the ‘who tf is ned’ point, to clarify, i know who he is. ned leeds, the abusive husband of betty brant. then they make this OOC Ned date this OOC Betty. Huh?
where did ben go? why is stark here? why does he like stark? why didn’t he make his own suit?
why is he everything spider-man is not?
the writers obviously noticed the problem, because in nwh, they rapidly back-pedaled to him being poor, making his own suits, and not having a billionaire on speed-dial to bail him out of his problems despite the billionaire still being a manipulative jackass and treating him like shit, while representing everything he stands against.
also, i did NOT like the idea of ‘mj’ being a collective spider-man gf term and just changing up the name. zendaya could’ve been mary-jane watson. michelle jones just…
i don’t even care about the fact she’s not a comic character - it’s just the fact they made her mj instead? when mary-jane is mj? idk i just didn’t like that. there are SO many comic characters he could’ve fallen in love with. it didn’t need to be this oc mj. i know people hate sam raimi mj, but she was still cool with sexist writing. comic mary-jane is such a badass. why did they not replicate that? why not ask zendaya to play original mary-jane? ‘cus she’s not white? that shit ain’t a ‘homage’ to the og mj, it’s just awful.
irondad as a concept needs to die already. please. im so done. peter is manipulated and ignored - CONSTANTLY - by Tony. that’s not acting like a father, it’s acting like a jackass. and he HAS parental figure - aunt May. and he had a father figure - uncle Ben. irondad is creepy and reeks of grooming.
plus, they stole a bunch of concepts (for nwh too, but im not specifically talking about that) from miles morales and itsv. they copied the spider-men meeting each other, and copied miles’ personality for mcu peter. and somehow, miles is STILL more likeable. i miss the days when you could scroll through the peter parker tag without seeing tom holland and r*bert d*wney jr.
but also, literally every other spider-man would’ve been team cap. plus, andrew also said so. they’re working-class heroes. to argue against that is to be wrong. i don’t blame tom!peter for being manipulated and blackmailed. i blame the writers for being assholes, and most importantly, robert downey jr for his 15 million dollar profit off of 8 minutes of mediocre (at best) acting. -(also, saying - he’s such a good actor, he’s tony in real life! - literally makes him a bad actor with no range. someone reviewed dolittle, saying that it was so bad that it seemed like rdj was trying to sabotage his own movie. and i agree.) peter was manipulated and misinformed into being team tony. there is no variation of spider-man that would EVER be team iron-man. unless they’re fckign crazy.
also, tom holland said that if peter parker could bring anyone back from the dead, it would be tony st*rk. no btich.
also howard stark was really hot i just feel like saying that
tobey’s and andrew’s are actually ACCURATE spider-men, and the mcu needs to take notes.
this quickly turned into a tony hate post, but he is the root of mcu peter’s main issues, so.
anyways, stan miles morales
a true icon.
any guesses on my next reader??
hint : steve rogers shield….
Part 2 of the characters x reader ( just note I would like to do more than one thank you )
Bucky and Wanda: *Death stare*
Scott: *:)*
The Winter Soldier
The Winter Soldier with ✨Eye liner✨
THOR, SON OF ODIN.
art belongs to @uniiiqueart thor odinson (mcu) belongs to marvel/disney
Y’know the truth is I don’t think Tony Stark would bother me nearly as much if his fans were just even slightly normal about him. Like antis get this reputation for being crazy obsessive hateful people, but in my experience they’re just frustrated fans that want a place to vent about an otherwise very popular character. It’s the stans who will cross tag and send death threats to blogs that dare disparage their precious baby. It’s the stans that clamor for unfair amounts of screen time and encourage the co-opting of other characters to surround Tony Stark. I don’t see antis writing a thousand 10k fanfics about Team Iron Man getting tortured and groveling to Steve. Idk maybe this is an unfortunately common fandom behavior?? It just seems so unnecessary to me
I’m just gonna leave this here.
(I watched Spider-Man: Homecoming last night.)
nikolai lantsov = tony stark
no i will not be elaborating
Peter: *texting happy* Happy! Help, I’m being kidnapped!
Happy: *replying* where are you?
Peter: I’m with some strange person! In a car. Help!
Happy: I’ll call Tony
Tony: *answering his cell* Y’ello?
Happy: where’s Peter? He told me that he’s being kidnapped.
Tony: Peter? Whaddya mean, he’s sitting in the back seat right her-
Tony:
Tony: I’ll call you back. *hangs up*
Tony: *turns around in his seat to be facing Peter* UNDEROOS! MY GOATEE WILL GROW BACK!
Peter: *pushing himself against the car door* WHO ARE YOU?!
Tw blood , trauma
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POV: you’re the high evolutionary😭😭😭
Enjoy!!