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[boopneedles]

New byler variant that’s spelled like Les byler but they’re actually just French

[feetbelowthesea]

Genuine curiosity will always beat performative intellectualism

[mayorofmoomin]

I haven't posted on Tumblr in a while 😭 this meme is so funny

[papa-nick-shieldfam]

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In a shield meeting room(there’s no meeting it was a surprise for Natasha)

Natasha: Why should I? There’s no reason life is miserable and I’m a year older oh and it’s probably not even really my birthday because the stupid red room took my life

Clint:

Nick:

Maria:

Everyone Else At Natasha ’s Surprise Birthday Party: *blink*

Clint: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

Nick and Maria: we’re calling your psychologist 

Clint:yea I agree

Laura: yea *awkward nod*

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In Nick’s house

Nick:why are you guys even here

Clint: *being a chill guy hanging from the (secure) railing on the second floor* cause why not

Maria:* on Nick’s couch eating kettle corn* yea exactly why not

Natasha: *perched like a bird on the couch back swiping kettle corn from Maria*

Nick:I regret giving you three a key

Goose:*hiss, and jumps onto the couch back and rubs on Natasha glaring at nick*

Nick:rude

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Headcannons

Natasha sleeps with a stuffed bear that Nick gifted her

Natasha is the baby sister of the avengers(main six) and they all know she can(and has) protect herself they still look out for her, and in the main Blackhill AU Bucky is like a annoying old man who who is like her older brother, and in my main winterwidow au Maria is like a big siter/maybe cousin.

Natasha and James know each other from the red room and hydra(like in the comics) and have one kid (in some of my AU’s) or more (in some au’s)

[s1nfultr0ughts]

I hate it so much when people think that just because I am masochistic I will like ANY kind of pain I feel, "Didn't you say you liked pain?" Bitch do you really think if I broke my arm I would just start moaning or something? Of course not, I like pain in my own terms, when I do it MYSELF for MYSELF o(｀^ ´*)

[confusedgiantpanda]

Rolin Jones fucked up The Vampire Lestat so badly because he didn’t listen to Born to Die - Paradise Edition by Lana Del Rey first

[mynameisjag]

I wish I could continue this, but I can not seem to get into Guy Gardeners head enough to accurately write him. So I'm going to post this, maybe someone can pick this up and do a better job then me.

It is a saddening fact that he has become accustomed to seeing children in a position of needing help beyond that of just saving from an incident.

But that was part of the job and Guy was here to make sure that the child they had just rescued got the help they needed.

Another government cover up, more crazy “scientists”, and a possible war hanging above their heads…just another Tuesday then.

Danny Fenton, vigilante name Danny Phantom, the files that Batman had passed to him had everything he needed to know about the kid.

It didn’t look good.

It never did.

Currently said kid was curled up in a chair with his knees pulled up to his chin and glaring at him like the whole situation was his fault.

“You want anything to eat?”

The glare grew harsher but a rumble from the teens stomach lessened the effect.

“You want some burgers? Think they’re doing a special with milkshakes too in the cafeteria.”

“I don’t want to see anyone.”

Teen translation: I don’t want anyone staring at me.

“Fine with me, I’m still going to go get a plate, if you want anything, best to say it now.”

“…can I get a few burgers and a milkshake?”

“Sure, what flavor shake?”

“…chocolate…kiwi…”

He has seen Flash choke down weirder combinations, best to get double of everything, growing teens, especially powered teens, needed the calories.

Guy just gave a slight nod before handing over a clipboard, “Here, emotions suck, talking sucks, sometimes it’s easier to write what you mean. I’m going to get our grub, you write down whatever.”

“Whatever?”

“What you feel, what you thinking, questions you can’t ask out loud, hell, doodle if you want.’

Leaving for a few minutes would give the kid space to think if he wanted write anything and feel like some stranger wasn’t hovering over him. Maybe getting some food in him, they could introduce each other more properly on better footing.

Explaining to someone that they were going into foster care…well…it never got easier...no matter how many times he has seen it…no matter of it was for the best…it was hard to tell a child they couldn’t go back to the only place they’ve ever known.

Most kids understood that they were in a bad situation but would always down play it, excuse everything their parents did to them, find reasoning that somehow they were at fault and not the ones that were supposed to care for them.

This was going to be one of those cases…

He had a list to go over, get the kid settled, look over available fosters…see about possible adoption…older kids were harder to get fostered…but with Danny’s biology, it might be best to look away from Earth and more into the galaxy.

From the reports, it seemed like his biology might have been considerably slowed down, which would make him incredibly young to long living beings. Might have to look into colder environments, notify any foster about health issues, behavioral quirks, there was so much to do.

It would be done, he wasn’t going fail any kid that fell into his care.

Focusing on the kid also helped with that tiny left over tinge of red that wanted to get his hands on the people responsible for the whole situation.

Instead, Guy took a deep breath, grabbed a tray and started loading it up.

Feed Danny, get him situated, look into fosters…do not think about the exact details of what the former parents did, instead focus on what can be done to help and heal.

He wills himself calmer and grabs two milkshakes, shrugs and grabs one of the weird flavors for himself to try and adds it to the tray.