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anyone else feel like their spirit is ancient and theyâve been carrying the weight of its heartbreak for an eternity
My dadâs literal first words on holding me for the first time were â âŠsheâs done this before, and sheâs not happy to be back.â
That is such a badass thing to say about a newborn
A great idea to connect the future with the past, seal your digital secrets with an old-school wax-sealing. The Top secret usb.
Man.  Iâm totally envisioning a Chinese sci-fi movie where the Emperorâs Orders are sealed USBs and you pull one out and everyone fucking kneels when it gets busted openâŠ
You honestly think you canât like Brenton Thwaites any more as a person and then you remember that he came out as bi like this:
Through New Eyes
The attack hits Tony square in the chest a strange magic sending lightning through his skin and arching out connecting to each Avenger. Tony passes out instantly, and the others freeze the caster making their escape.
Steve
Steve suddenly finds himself shorter, feeling a horrible pain in his chest glancing up at his own face.
âI know men with none of that worth ten of you.â He sees himself sneer, voice harsh and a familiar voice one he recognizes as Howardâs echoes in his mind âworthlessâ. He continues to watch himself and he looks mad, a harshness heâd never thought himself capable of in his eyes. Then the scene changes and he feels relief the animosity died down after that first day, right?
âWeâre glad youâre okay.â He says, and his face is softer now as he dusts the dirt off Tony and helps him to the paramedic. The nuke is gone New York is saved and a thought echoes in his mind. ânot so worthless after app huh Cap.â
âWe need you for team building.â He sees himself demand, voice hard posture firm. All he feels is a bone deep exhaustion, and his chest is on fire.
âI have work to do.â He hears Tony say and his thumb jerks towards the monitors. âIâm so tiredâ he hears Tony think, âplease let me restâ.
âI donât care.â He hears himself say, and then thereâs rough hands shoving him out the door. Bully, Steve thinks staring at himself.
âIâm coming, Iâm coming.â Tony says, trying to pry his hands off. Thereâs anxiety bubbling in Steveâs gut a desperate need not to be touched. The hand doesnât let go. Heâs expecting another positive vision after that, instead thereâs a flood of demands, manhandling, blaming, scolding, and yelling. The whole time all he can feel is despair and he keeps hearing the echoing voice of Howard Stark calling him a âworthless dissapointmentâ.
In his entire life he has never seen a bigger bully than the Steve Rogers who chose a strange Hydra woman over a teammate.
Clint
Clint finds himself doubled over with a burning sensation in his chest when thereâs a knock on the door. He looks up to see himself, and a friendly greeting comes out of his mouth. He remembers this the first day he met Tony, the banter the fun. What happened to them? The scene shifts after that.
âWhere is my new Sonic arrow?â He hears himself ask, and feels the body he is in jolt in surprise heart racing in panic.
âDonât sneak up on me like that.â Tony says and he can feel his heartbeat pounding against the arc, it aches. He watches himself snicker harshly and the fight goes out of Tony. âSorry, Iâm trying to get the arrows to workâŠâ formulas are swimming through Clintâs mind so far beyond his understanding itâs laughable, thereâs a schematic for his arrow, a helicarrier schematic, and some financial charts and graphs. Clintâs overwhelmed already.
âTry harder asshole.â He sees himself demand. âI need those.â Tony blinks at him slowly and then nods.
âIâll get right on it.â He says, anxiety flooding his system. âPepper will be pissed if I donât get the financial reports done, but Fury threatened to shoot me if I didnât finish the Helicarrier schematic by Tuesday and itâs nowhere close to done.â the panic is building and he looks up to find absolutely no sympathy on his own face. In the next few minutes it becomes a familiar look, often accompanied with derisive words and a horrible sneer.
âWatch out for this one, he just might break your back.â He sees himself say with all the cruelty he could muster, and for the first time he feels something snap in Tony. âI donât deserve this, Rhodey doesnât deserve this.â finally some small part of Tony is crying out at the indignity.
He has watched hours of himself being horrible felt every moment of Tonyâs surprised, hurt, acceptance. This is the first time Tony has even considered that he didnât deserve the disrespect. He feels Tonyâs relief when he finds out the rogues are in Wakanda and his fear that theyâre coming back.
He sees himself standing alongside the others, remembers making the decision to be a United front against Tony. Feels the hollow anger that Tony felt upon their return, and then resigned acceptance. âyouâre a hero Stark, and if you want to protect people this is what you have to deal with.â
âWelcome back.â He says, and he sounds like he means it, but Clint can feel that he doesnât.
âYou better have something damn good for us to apologize for what you put us through.â Clint says, landing a hard slap on Tonyâs back, the spike of pain from the arc is excruciating but Tonyâs eyes donât even water. Clint knows now that theyâre the ones who should apologize.
Sam
Sam had always thought of himself as an independent thinker. Yet here he is seeing himself standing at Captain Americaâs right hand side and nodding along like a bobble head while a grown man gets berated.
âHi, youâre Sam Wilson right? You had my wings.â Tony says, smiling brightly at him. Thereâs a wariness about him that Sam never noticed when this first played out.
âTheyâre his wings.â Steve cuts in harshly, and Tony stands proud despite wanting to curl in on himself.
âOf course.â Tony says, even though they arenât theyâre government property and Sam knows it. Sam doesnât correct Steve though, doesnât even consider doing it, instead he looks down his nose at Tony the same way Steve is.
He never thought he was the type to stand by and watch someone get bullied, but here he is watching as he repeatedly does nothing as Tony gets treated like an outsider in his own home. He watches himself behaving like the classic mean girl side kick with little quips to support Steveâs harsh comments. Heâd thought Tony deserved it, and based on the thoughts he can hear Tony did to. Tony thought he Sam was a good man, a moral one. He had read Samâs file, trusted him with the wings before they ever met, and Sam could feel how desperate he was for that not to be a mistake.
Natasha
Natasha had never known how quickly Tony had clocked her, she had no idea that he had files on The Black widow months before she ever entered Stark Industries. She also never knew how wrong she was about him.
âTextbook Narcissism.â Nick says, quoting her report, but sheâs been inside his head now, and knows that he is anything but. He plays his role well, better than her.
âYeah.â He agrees, and sheâs surprised to find he believes it. After that itâs betrayal after betrayal, and she watches the way he reads her, predicts every single one and letâs it happen.
âRoss is after you.â He warns her, despite everything he desperately wants her safe. Wants all of them to be safe.
âI can take care of myself.â She wonât look at him, leaving a last sharp comment about his ego she disappears. All this time as an Avenger she thought she was making up for the red in her ledger, but here she is hurting her own teammate.
Wanda
Wanda had always painted Tony as a villain in her mind, a cartoonish evil man pulling the strings and making everything go wrong in her life.
Here she is snarling threats, red magic twirling around her fingers as she places all of the blame at his feet.
âIâm sorry.â He says, and she remembers not believing him, but she can feel how much he means it. Feels the overwhelming regret he feels for every single weapon he ever built. Still he built them.
She watches a slideshow of scenes and every time she sees her own face she feels Tonyâs guilt about her parents deaths, but all she sees is an evil woman doing cruel things to a terrified and exhausted person. She doesnât see the hero she thought she was, but a villain both more cruel and less caring then she ever considered Tony to be. Â
Steve comes to feeling a lot of things, shame, disappointment, and anger directed firmly at himself and Howard Stark. Just the thought of Howard Stark makes his blood boil. âIf you werenât already dead Stark.â He hisses bitterly and then blinks when he finds a knife pressed against his throat.
âDonât threaten Tony.â Clint hisses, and Steve is taken aback to find Wanda red magic on her fingers staring him down. Heâs at the end of a gun, held in Natashaâs perfectly manicured hand and Sam has put himself firmly between Tony and Steve.
âI wonât let you hurt him anymore.â Sam says. Steve swallows Clintâs knife digging slightly into his neck.
âI meant Howard.â Steve explains, and the weapons disappear almost immediately.
âOh yeah, fuck that guy.â Clint says.
âWhatâs with the weapons?â Tony asks, his words slurring together from the hospital bed across the room.
âJust defending your honor.â Clint says, and Tony snorts a laugh at that.
âGood one bird brain, none of you ever defend my anything.â He giggles at himself. âWhereâs Pepper? Or Rhodey? Or Happy? Youâre not supposed to be in my hospital room. Youâre dangerous.â He slips back out of conciousness unaware of the guilty looks on his teammates faces.
hEY NOW
when a minor character you really like gets almost no character development so you gotta develop them yourself
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peter, who can lift up to 10 tons in canon, carrying an elephant in his arms: this is my new pet
tony, losing all color in his face: okay okay cool cool okay cool oka
peter: *drops his backpack on the floor*
concrete: *cracks*
tony, whispering: what the fuck.
tony: you can lift up to 10 thousand kilograms? thats like-
peter, thinking about his abandoned nintendogs: almost enough to lift the weight of my sins, yes
tony:??????
thor: what is this child doing on the battlefield
peter: *picks up the hulk, yeets him 700mph at a flock of aliens* ANGERY SHREK ATTACK
thor: âŠâŠ.nvm
can you guys reblog this and tag what job you have in your fantasy life? Iâm a singer + actress in mine lol
so many people misunderstand this post, I donât mean your dream job I mean what job do you have inside your head? like in your imaginary world youâve created
my brain, interrupting my daydream: this is poorly researched and the narrative is not compelling
Brain: âDo it again, take it from the top.â
holy im so glad i am not the only one fuckkk
in tonightâs edition of very specific kinds of people i canât fucking stand:
 men who drive fucking gigantic shiny pickups that they obviously just have as ego-boosters who fucking tailgate you on an empty stretch of freeway at night and theyâve replaced their headlights with fucking military-grade 500 proton scatter billion lumen searchlights that they fucking utterly blind you with while honking for you to get out of your lane because they just desperately have to go a full 40 miles over the speed limit or their dick will just jump clean off their balls and hurl itself out their window in shame
when will video games developers understand that we donât wanna kill wolves and dogs. we wanna befriend them.
minecraft is ahead of it's time
The amount of times I could have been that white girl in the horror movie could honestly be a movie in itself and itâs honestly a waste that my entire life isnât constantly recorded on film because it would be HILARIOUS
1. That one time I decided to see what was past the old gate in the woods, but when got there it had been smashed in half and there was a decapitated sheep head with no skin just off the trail, so instead I just turned around and went home.
2. That time some friends and I went camping and we found a pile of bones wrapped in a garbage bag buried under a log, but the adult supervisor told us it was nothing, so we just put it back and didnât talk about it again.
3. The time I was getting chased through the woods at night and I realized âwait itâs dark as fuckâ so I just held still until the guy gave up and left.
4. The time this dude said he was in love with me and so he was going to cut my head off and dump my body in a lake, so I told him to grow the hell up, but then he got caught stealing girlâs underwear a day later and I never saw him again
5. That one time in college where I was taking a shortcut on my home at night and a car followed me into a dark alley, so I stared directly into the driverâs side of the window and walked towards it to psych them out
6. The night I was out on a walk and this old guy told me heâd locked his keys in his truck and that he needed someone my size to crawl in through the back window for him, so I told him âyou know that sounds super suspicious rightâ and told him where to find a pay phone for a tow truck instead
7. The one time this random guy on the street said he was in love with me and so he was going to follow me home on my bus, so I clapped him on the shoulder and told him that if he got that close to my bus then I was going to throw him under the wheels, but then this really nice homeless man from Nigeria told the guy to fuck off and then checked to make sure he didnât follow me onboard
8. That big cat with yellow eyes who I found in a well and brought home who used to put rotting meat in my closet and wake me up by chewing on my face, until I put him back outside and never saw him again.
9. My one cousin who used to come over for the summer who kept calling me âpiñataâ and hitting me with sticks, until he went back home and was sent to juvie cause he finally got caught torturing animals
10. The time I got lost on the way to a meeting and wound up at a circus tent instead, and got followed by a full-out clown for three vacant street blocks
11. The pet hamster I had when I was seven who would scream all night and eventually escaped by ripping a bar out of its cage and wiggling through the hole. My mom caught it and put it back but it lived another year and a half until one night the screaming just stopped
12. The time I was whistling in the woods and something started whistling back, so I went home
13. That one night at summer camp where a group of girls got together to play âbloody maryâ in the lavatory and invited me to come with them so I said âno thanksâ and stayed with the camp councillors and drank soup instead.
14. The old abandoned house I just moved into with the door that leads into a big empty room full of dirt and empty cooking pots that I just sort of⊠locked up forever and never go near
15. Once when I was at an ihop I saw a coffee mug do a full 360Âș spin with nobody touching it, so I said âthat was neatâ and never ate there again
16. The time I took a photo of a big old raven sitting on the crucifix on top of the old town church cause it was the most goth thing Iâd ever seen, right? But then it swooped down towards me, so I apologized immediately for being rude, and I felt a little silly for a while but the car that hit me on the way home didnât even leave a bruise so idk be nice to birds
Sorry I know I bring this shit up a lot but sometimes im awake at night and I just. keep thinking
I think the secret to survival is to be good to animals, stay away from men, and say âno thanksâ to everything else
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