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[fuckyeahjuliankeller]

controversial opinion but if kamala ends up with bruno when there r two desi boys right there like (we all know which one i’m partial to but still) TWO OF THEM. two

i’ll be a Little bit salty.

[dahlia-molinas]

also obsessed with the way the ms marvel series has been shading the british and calling them out. get their colonizing asses besties

[inejqhafa]

FARHAN AKHTAR AS WALEED | Ms. Marvel 1.04 “Seeing Red”

[bucky-smiles]

riddle me this, if we've already proved that amitabh bachchan exists in the mcu.... and amitabh bachchan has done songs w Farhan Akhtar.... and Waleed is also in the MCU.... do we have another sebastian stan/bucky barnes situation???

[bucky-smiles]

now i know marvel didn't bring in farhan akhtar to do him dirty like that 😐

[bucky-smiles]

the existence of dil bole hadippa in ms marvel means that shahid kapoor, rani mukherjee, and anupam kherr all exist in the mcu

[bucky-smiles]

i also further raise, the existence of tere bina means that AR Rahman and the entire Bachchan clan also exists in the mcu

[bucky-smiles]

give me a groot x amitabh bachchan collab rn

[bucky-smiles]

the existence of dil bole hadippa in ms marvel means that shahid kapoor, rani mukherjee, and anupam kherr all exist in the mcu

[bucky-smiles]

i also further raise, the existence of tere bina means that AR Rahman and the entire Bachchan clan also exists in the mcu

[bucky-smiles]

the existence of dil bole hadippa in ms marvel means that shahid kapoor, rani mukherjee, and anupam kherr all exist in the mcu

[bucky-smiles]

howdy :)

howwddyyy

im switching gears and moving tumblrs from here to @binte-dil ! im no longer passionate about marvel tbh, i’ll always have love for the movies and the fandom and what it’s given me.. And I’ll always watch the movies and all of that good stuff... But I’ve spent the last few years changing for the better :)

I’m a big enthusiast of reading, bollywood, music, crocheting, fashion, makeup, engineering, and plants :) it’s been a slow transition but i’ve truly found myself and am continuing a journey of amazing self discovery and finding what i call my “aesthetic” and things that make me (daisy) me~

i’ve missed being online! just because i love the documentation and connections it gives me.. so while i am daisy on the internet again, i’m going to be taking it to @binte-dil and enjoying myself there. yall are more than free to join me :)

thanks and gig em

daisy <3

mutual tags <3

@dontshootmespence @stunudo @ilikepipecleanerswitheyes @softlybarnes @moonbeambucky @invisibleanonymousmonsters @samingtonwilson @sunmoonandbucky

[daddyjackfrost]

dear mariana zapata, i would give my left kidney and right lung to read any of your books with the main male character’s POV. pls. thanks.

[jellybeanbeing]

Mariana Zapata really does make her characters feel so real. I’ll be reading one of her books and think, “hold up let me look them up really quick” only to remember that. They. Don’t. Exist.

[wrxthswitch]

ivanjasmine never had a bad track. "meatball, quit being a pain in the ass.” SLAPS. "god, i just want to punch you in the face sometimes." BANGER. "you probably sit in your tesla and cry every time you wrinkle your sweaters." SEXY. "if i had to choose anyone to help me bury a body, eat dinner with, or watch television with, it would be you, every time for everything." AMAZING. "there will only ever be you." ICONIC. and don't even get me STARTED on "because i'm okay with you having ten other people be your favorite. but you're always going to be my favorite person."

[orchidofthevclley]

Embrace

Pairing: TASM!peter parker x reader

Pronouns: none specified (please correct me if I’m wrong, though!)

Scenario: After a night of patrolling, Peter comes to your window and all he wants is to have you in his embrace. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Warnings: Nothing that I can find! Just pure fluff :)

A/N: I started this page so long ago, and I’m so embarrassed that I haven’t published anything until now, lol! I’m going to try and post more, and I’m also going to change my masterlist up and just my entire page in general. I’m going to try and be more interactive and stuff. Anyways, this is SO SHORT, and I’m soooo sorry!!! I’m going to try and write something longer, but for now, I hope you all enjoy… whatever this is, haha!!

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A faint sound is heard from your window as you look up from the book you were reading. You set the book aside and walk towards the window, pulling your curtains up. A tired Peter meets your eyes, as he smiles at you and waits for you to let him in.

God, he’s so cute, you thought.

“Peter? What are you doing here?” You questioned as he climbed through your window. He stumbles a bit but after catching his balance, he wraps his arms around you loosely and places his chin on top of your head. 

That was the most perfect feeling to you. The security and comfort his embrace gave you was enough to keep you happy for all your days. He unleashed the most beautiful emotions inside of you; made you smile despite any situation. He was always there, arms wide and waiting for you and only you. That was enough for you.

“I needed to see you. I missed you.” He kissed the top of your head gently.

You giggled, “Peter I saw you a few hours ago at school. It hasn’t been that long.” You place your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you.

He lifts your chin so that you’re facing him, a soft smile on his face. He lifts one of his hands and caresses your cheek and you only see love in his eyes. It is so genuine and pure that all you want to do is stare in his captivating brown eyes all day long.

“I don’t care if it’s been a few hours or a few seconds. I needed to see you and hold you.” He admits. 

Silently, you pull him to your bed. He lays down, opening his arms for you. You wordlessly lay your head on his chest as you wrap your arms loosely around his waist. One of his hands rubs soothing circles on the small of your back, while the other finds your hair as he subconsciously runs his fingers through it. The sound of his heartbeat places you in the most peaceful trance, and you wish that time would just stop altogether. He kisses your forehead repeatedly before he wraps his hands around you tighter, making sure you wouldn’t go away. In return, you place a few kisses on his chest, right where his heart is.

Nothing else is said as you both just hold each other, occasionally giving each other kisses which are filled with nothing but genuine adoration for one another. The entire time he holds you in his arms you think of how lucky you are to have him in your life, and how perfect this was. You thought about him and everything you both have been through. You thought of everything that had to do with you and him, and it made you smile.

You closed your eyes, concentrating on the sound of his beating heart and the feeling of his hands running down your body and your hair. With that, a pleasant slumber overcomes the both of you.

[theysaywhatasadsight]

The dance scene in p&p 2005 where they are the only ones in the room and they look like they want 2 kill each other....put that shit in my veins

[thebestandworstdayofjune]

you and me, forevermore

a/n: my small contribution to the andrew garfield renaissance. directly inspired by the line ‘squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi’ in the song new year’s day by taylor swift. special thank you to my other favorite taylor (aka @secretschuylersister​ ) for beta-reading and also bullying me into posting this. please be kind, I am rusty. let me know what you think!   warnings: lots of fluff, a little angst, mentions of uncle ben’s death, mutual pining, two idiots in love summary: peter is in love, you are oblivious, what could go wrong word count: 3.1 k

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It started in middle school, when you were partners for the science fair. Peter was bouncing off the walls, so eager to present your project that you had been working on for what felt like ages, but in reality was only a few weeks to the judges. You, on the other hand, were two degrees away from shaking in your boots at the thought of standing up in front of all these people and talking about the mathematical patterns that can be found in Bach compositions. He was so tongue tied when he noticed what was quickly approaching panic attack territory, that he was unable to find the right words to calm you down.

All the time that he had spent staring at the back of your head in class had presented him with the picture of confidence, and you had been so sure of your topic and all of the work that you had put into it mere hours ago, sitting around the kitchen table with Uncle Ben and Aunt May. So, instead of a rambly and ultimately unhelpful pep talk, he settled for grabbing your hand and squeezing three times. It brought you back to Earth, you presented your project and snagged a first place ribbon. He liked to joke it was the beginning of a beautiful friendship, and you were not one to argue.

You were attached at the hip after that, where one of you went, the other followed. Peter dragged you kicking and screaming through advanced chemistry Sophomore year, he pretended to be interested in your russian politics of the 20th century course. If you were in a club, Peter signed up to take the photographs for the yearbook. You were together all of the time, and had never thought to question when he would grab your hand, squeeze three times before running out of the door to get home before curfew.

Peter was the one that made you watch Star Wars for the first time, disgusted you had been friends for years, “literal years” he said, and that you didn’t understand the references he had been making the entire time. Christmas break rolled around and you were cuddled up on the couch, nestled between the crook of his arm, popcorn bowl in your lap when Aunt May poked her head in from the kitchen. “I’m making your guys’ favorite, sprinkle cookies. Any interest in helping your favorite Aunt?” It didn’t matter that it was several days after Christmas, with the tree glowing softly in the corner and the stockings hung up beside it, the holiday spirit was lingering in the Parker household. They were your favorite cookies, and they were Peter’s favorite because he loved watching you agonize over picking the cookie with the best dough to sprinkle ratio.

“You’re my only Aunt.” Peter called back, eyes not budging from the screen.

“I will!” you called, preparing to swing your legs off of the couch, when you felt Peter’s arm tighten around your waist.

“We haven’t even seen the best part,” he whined.

“You think that every part is the best part.” You rolled your eyes, attempting once more to ditch your movie day in favor of quality time with May. Peter’s arm refused to budge, and you saw May smile to herself before disappearing back into the kitchen.

“I’m right” he whispers, before you feel his hand squeeze your waist three times before wrapping further around your middle to hold you against his chest more firmly, resolute in his silent promise to keep you planted on the couch.

That was new, but you didn’t think much of it, as the movie swept up your attention.

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[bucky-smiles]

too cute x

[hunterschafer]

ANDREW GARFIELD as Peter Parker THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN (2012) dir. Marc Webb

[bucky-smiles]

guys i'm trying to find this peter x reader multi chapter fan fiction from a couple of years ago where peter and reader went to high school together and spider-man would always visit her at her fire escape and it was super fluffy and wholesome can someone help 😭😭