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(   @prcxmia​   )

SHE HAD WALKED IN SLOWLY,   ignoring the woman that was so aggressively yelling across the room.   she had known her in what felt like lifetimes before,   but had chosen to forget her life led by her father.   then,    her pupils grazed her fingers,   hips swayed to the side as her attitude was obvious.   she didn’t want to be there, to say the least,   but peter had dragged her along.   apparently he couldn’t fight his own battles.

❝    you know,   there aren’t a lot of powerful woman in the galaxy.     at least i’m satisfied knowing the fact that i dress better than you.     ❞    a shrug, and finally her hues landed on the impassioned woman. 

another WARRIOR,   thor had said.   she had known this one well     but a warrior was an understatement.  although,   there was no fear in gamora’s bones.   she knew the tricks of the woman well enough, speaking that she had studied it for years. 

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          you were a child.                                            forgot lessons untaught.

                                                                        pain in   waves. 

           an unfortunate NORMALCY.

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also, please be a dear and LIKE THIS if i owe you a reply.     i don’t understand my notifications right now.

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NEW STARTER CALL cause im dumb and my notifications are being weird. hi, come  l o v e   me. 

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(    crimsoninfinity   )

He   isn’t   completely   used   to   being   in   charge   once   more;   he’s   been   without   the   Avengers   for   so   long   that   sometimes   he   forgets   that   he’s   meant   to   be   a   team   leader.         It   feels   as   if   everything’s   changed   since   Thanos,   and   there’s   still   the   pain   that   stripes   up   his   left   arms   in   hot   waves,   making   a   wince   coast   across   his   face   the   longer   he   lets   himself   think   of   it,   the   longer   he   gives   life   to   the   pain.         Eyes   look   up   though   when   someone   speaks,   and   he   eyes   the   green   woman   for   a   moment   entirely   too   long.

Of   course   there   were   going   to   be   people   that   he   didn’t   completely   know,   given   how   things   had   happened.         From   what   he’s   gathered,   her   name   is   Gamora,   and   she’s   part   of   the   Guardians.         Though,   he   doesn’t   think   that   she’s   the   original   one,   the   one   that   Peter   wouldn’t   shut   up   about   and   who   had   nearly   killed   Thanos   over   when   he   heard   that   she   had   been   killed.         It’s   an   interesting   concept   to   him,   but   one   that   further   concretes   Natasha’s   not   coming   back.

“   Peter   doesn’t   have   to   know   that   you’re   here.         I   like   him   enough,   but   he   doesn’t   shut   up.   ”         A   light   smile   then,   something   borderlining   on   fond   for   her   benefit.         He   swipes   away   the   screen   in   front   of   him,   letting   it   fade   away   as   he   gives   her   his   complete   attention.

“   What   answers   are   you   looking   for?   ”         Truthfully,   he   doubts   that   he’ll   have   them,   but   he’s   willing   to   give   it   a   try.

              ALTHOUGH THE PHYSICAL PAIN for tony was validated and obvious,    the pain for gamora may have been even more transparent.    after all,    her brows were stressed,   and bags had formed below her eyes.   why was she so affected by people she hardly knew ??    why couldn’t she get the image of her father floating into dust out of her head ??

             frankly, most of the questions gamora had couldn’t be answered by tony.   instead,   it seemed as though tony was the only other person that had lost in the final war;   the end game.   gamora knew nothing of this time,   nor of the people that had expected her love and friendship.    these words were foreign to her      loyalty and violence were instead the norm of her lifestyle. 

              ❝   you got a drink ??    ❞    she was thirsty,   though not for water.   since she had met quill,   she had learned the art of being functionally drunk.   before traveling in time and aiding the murder of her father,   she hadn’t known freedom like alcohol. 

                                  ❝   and let’s just say i think you know better than i about time travel.    ❞   

 it was vague,   she knew it,   but she didn’t exactly know where to start this conversation. 

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(   mindvisioned   )

      ‘ thanos was your father… do you GRIEVE for him? ‘   sc!  ||  @idontdance

❝   YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND,   even if i tried to explain ... nor is it any of your business.    ❞    her pupils hardly maneuvered to focus on the man.    instead, she avoided eye contact when discussing her father.   defense mechanism,    you could say.  

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(  rcscue  )

        “TRUE, but i definitely feel like the odd one out when we’re in a big GROUP like this. i’m human. no suit of armour, no MAGIC powers… i’m just rather ordinary next to all of them.” not that it’s ever really BOTHERED pepper, nor does she want to jump into the fighting. but she does feel absolutely helpless at times.

         “i’m… affiliated with iron man. closely.” she holds up her left hand, with the diamond ring sparkling on her ring finger. “and since my fiance is about to blast off on another mission, i came to see him off.”

❝   ordinary isn’t a word i’m familiar with.   ❞      and although it wasn’t said with the intention of making pepper feel better,   it was the TRUTH.    after all,   her family had grown out of a crew that simply was the opposite of ordinary.

❝     CLOSELY is an understatement, you could say.    though,    i don’t understand the fascination with these sparkly things on earth.     ❞    her arms were crossed,   showing little vulnerability,   yet her fingers tapped nervously against her arm.    of course,   she had been shoved into the group unanimously,   expected to fly off and fight whenever they requested.    

                THIS was one of those times. 

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(   @stormweathered​   )

                                                       ❝     DON’T MIND THEM.   ❞       

a swift nod to her crew before offering the brazen man her flask.   although expecting water,    what was shaking inside was much stronger, and something he may have needed.   thankfully,   she had snuck some past the pupils of quill.

he had stormed off moments before,   though she could still hear the echoing of his frustrations.   jealousy.   he always tended to lean more on the i’m confident side instead of the side of i’m insecure,   yet his actions proved something opposite. 

❝    so,   what on EARTH did you say you were a god of ??    cause god’s don’t tend to board a ship full of assholes like us ...   or rather, them.   ❞    she loved her family,   but assholes was an understatement. 

[guardiansdaily]

Guardians of The Galaxy Vol. 2 / Avengers : Infinity War

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[678i0u]

#such an angel

[mcufam]

[van-dyne]

sisters ♥︎

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(   @elataan   )

      ❛    DON’T   WORRY   ——————   I   CAN   FIX   THIS   .   ❜         peter flipped rocket the finger in LAST MINUTE attempt to have the last word, his brows furrowed in simultaneous ire & determination. this wasn’t the FIRST time he — or the guardians for that matter — had found themselves in a predicament such as this, and peter was wholly CONVINCED they’d see themselves out of it.  ❛  just tell the trash panda to shove it where the sun don’t SHINE and let me get us the hell outta this mess !  ❜

another expected eyeroll and peter once again was throwing his finger around like a toy towards his so-called friend.   ❝    can we focus,  PLEASE ??   ❞  this time, her voice rose as she descended into the seat next to peter,  taking a handle on the opposing controls of his own.  thankfully,   them as partners were savvy enough to maneuver most messes. 

                          ❝    to the left, peter.    ten clicks !!   ❞   

a swift inhale,   and her fingers vibrated as her pupils momentarily fixated on peter.    thank god the asshole knew how to drive this ship with his eyes closed.    though,   that is NOT recommended. 

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

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(   @rcscue​   )

         THE HAND THAT GRIPS HER MOMENTARILY IS STRONG. if the stories she’d overheard from QUILL were of any truth, gamora could easily take out everyone in the room without much effort. before pepper has time to WORRY that maybe she’s next, the woman slips her hand free swiftly.

         “i’m pepper. not an avenger, unfortunately.”

❝    is it really THAT unfortunate ?? at least you don't have the pressure of saving the world and all.  ❞   eyes squinted,   still examining the girl,  but the curiosity that set in previously was softened with safety as the woman spoke.   clearly,    she was of the less sarcastic of the group.

❝    so, if you are not an avenger ... what are you doing here then ??   ❞    the next question followed the fact that they were surrounded by other so-called avengers, her gesturing towards the group that were discussing in the corner.   always so SERIOUS.

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          you were a child.                                            forgot lessons untaught.

                                                                        pain in   waves. 

           an unfortunate NORMALCY.