Peter: So You Know How You Absolutely Adore Me And Are Hopelessly, Endlessly In Love With Me?

Jason Todd being relatable since 2004

Shipping Sam and Joaquin 70% bc I think it would be funny for Sam and Bucky to both have feral, adhd, human golden retriever, heart of gold and so so stupid and self sacrificing boyfriends. I need those boys TESTING their patience. I need Sam and Bucky trying to fight off migraines with those two idiots vibrating with pure 20-something energy in the backseat of Sam’s hummer. I need them asking eachother why they thought dating younger superheroes was a good idea, not at their age with their backs. But oh, they’re just so great. They love their respective guys so damn much. Sam who flamed Bucky for Peter for months before him and Joaquin happened and now Bucky gets to be smug about how he told him so. I need them to spend so much time as a unit of 4 that it’s painfully obvious to both of them that they found the same guy in two different fonts. I need the Wilson’s being equally obsessed with how adorable Peter and Joaquin are. I need Sarah equally in Sam and Bucky’s business about marrying that nice boy, you know you can’t do better. I need Peter and Joaquin scheming, I need Bucky to experience pure terror when he asks Peter who he’s texting that he’s laughing so much and Peter replies “just Joaquin” and Bucky knows those two idiots are up to no good. I need Joaquin’s dumb, brilliant ass deciding he should go on patrol with Peter sometimes and Bucky and Sam being so, so unsurprised when they’re both falling apart come sunrise, and I need Bucky have to comfort Peter when the guilt sinks in as he hears Sam yelling at Joaquin in their guest bedroom bedroom that he’s not enhanced so he can’t do stupid shit like that, I don’t care if you have gear we’re not like them. You can’t do things like this because if something happened to you I’d- I can’t have anything happen to you, okay? I need you. Bucky kissing Peter’s forehead and rubbing his back as Peter whispers ‘I- I didn’t mean for him to get hurt I didn’t think he’d get hurt I forgot I didn’t mean to-“ “I know baby, I know. They know too.” And Sam has to come out eventually, quietly asking ‘Is it okay if he rests up a little bit?’ And Peter nodding aggressively. “Do you guys need anything else from the first aid kit? Can I run out for something? Can I do anything?” “Nah, we’re cool. He’s just busted up and I’m- I’m not mad he just scares the shit out of me.” “I didn’t mean for anything to happen to him” “I know Pete, I know”. And the silence gets awkward and Peter hates it and Bucky nudges Sam. “Go back in there. Cuddle with your guy he’s hurtin.” And Sam nods because all he needed was the push.

the first rule of writing is that there are no rules. the second rule is to save your work every 5 minutes because technology is a fickle god.

Obsessed with the fact that the spideypool dynamic can be watered down to “miss you pookie bear” “oh lord” mindset

Tony Stark voice: "Jarvis, leak his nudes"

imagination free

>print available<

when fanfic writers put in their author’s notes “this was so self indulgent” man i’m so happy for you. i hope so. i hope you had a blast making this. i love you

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

While most of the time the team has meetings in the tower or compound, on occasion they have to meet up somewhere else. And when magic may be involved? They definitely are going to the sanctum to quiz Dr. Strange. While he isn't part of the Avengers, he was on call to assist when needed.

The meeting was wrapping up when a voice yelled out

" Honey I'm home!"

Everyone froze, Strange was seeing someone? They haven't heard or seen that he was. And he has been around a lot more recently.

" In the office," voiced Stephen loudly.

" Okay! By the way, where is the first aid kit? It's not under the sink"

Stephen sighed and then pinched the bridge of his nose. "The new one is in the bathroom closet.... why do you need to know?"

" Oh, you know, just a light stabbing. Nothing that I can't do myself." The voice steadily got closer, and the door to the office swung open. " unless you want to. I know you like it when......uhhh... hi?"

There in the doorway stood who appeared to be Spiderman.

A guy in his early twenties, his brown hair was damp from sweat but still a little curly. A blush was forming down his cheeks to his neck and chest. His mask was in hand as he waved awkwardly, his suit was unzip and hanging low on his hips.

Tony lowered his glasses giving Spiderman a once over and whistled. " You have been holding out on us Gandalf"