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spideytorch prompt: johnny and peter start dating, but they don't tell the rest of the f4 peter's identity as spider-man because they disapprove of him.

Johnny decides that peter has to win them all over before the big reveal, so he plays the perfect boyfriend - brings flowers the first time he meets them, compliments ben's cooking, talks to sue and reed about their research.

Peter has a lot of practice pretending to be a normal guy, but johnny isn't used to hiding anything so big from his family so he's really tense and awkward the whole time. He and peter also aren't doing their usual playful banter because they're worried it will give them away.

All this together gives off the impressiom that johnny is totally miserable in the relationship and that he's only dating peter because he thinks sue will approve of him.

Sue's feeling guilty because she realized that johnny hasn't really been hanging out with spider-man recently and she thinks it's her fault. So she sits johnny down one day when she thinks he's alone and tells him that he doesn't have to force himself to go out with peter just because he thinks that's what sue wants. She says that if he really likes spider-man, then he should just go for it.

Johnny is speechless at this misunderstanding.

Peter had been in the other room and had overheard the whole thing. So, being the little shit that he is, he comes storming into the room and points accusingly at johnny. "You're going to leave me for SPIDER-MAN!?" he wails dramatically, tears welling up in his eyes.

Sue's eyes go wide and she freezes up, feeling shitty because she had never meant for peter to overhear their conversation or to make him feel bad.

Johnny immediately cracks up, laughing so hard his stomach hurts, and peter keeps a straight face for only a few more seconds before he also starts laughing.

Sue is just sitting there, staring at them in confusion.

Then, Peter gets his laughter under control just long enough to wink mischievously at her and pull aside the neckline of his sweater to reveal the familiar red and blue costume underneath

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this is a callout and i don't appreciate it 😐✋

which ao3 tag are you?

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Home videos of Thor and loki

A video of Frigga knowingly walking in on baby Loki stuffing his face with jam from a ceramic jar in the private kitchen (he looks like the peanut butter baby)

Thor doing his "warrior scream" at the Midgardian age of 8, which is just a loud, high pitched scream. Loki doing the same as a toddler and falling backwards from his own effort.

Lokis first day in the snow. Thor is throwing snowballs. He hands baby Loki a snowball and he tries to eat it. Frigga has to keep a keen eye on Loki because he keeps falling head first into the snow, trying to eat it. Baby Loki loves the snow... For some reason...

Little Thor running around with a bucket on his head (his "warrior helmet").

Young Thor playing as a valkyrie

Thor climbing rocks, trees, palace columns, anything he can find.

Loki copying Frigga by "reading" his favourite book (he was running his finger along the lines of text and babbling)

Young Thor on the verge of tears after getting a scrape but trying not to show it until Loki toddles up to him and points at his scrape saying "uh oh. Owch. For owch" and giving him a band-aid (he tries very hard to not get it to stick to his own fingers.)

Frigga stubbing her toe on a door and and Thor proceeding to kick the door as hard as he can to defend his mother.

Tween Loki jumping around excitedly about learning magic from a new teacher.

Something similar to that one video where a boy is meeting his baby sister for the first time and she's buddled up and the boy says "she has no arms" 😭

Food fight.

Little Thor standing in the middle of a large table with a cup of orange juice happily joining cups with a group of renowned older warriors (he's part of the team too)

Thor and Loki in a flower picking competition for Frigga

Thor teaching Loki to build blocks. Loki cries everytime his tower gets knocked over.

Thor trying to play with Loki with their silver feathered and gold horned helmets on. Loki's is too heavy and he falls back and cries. Thor can't see out of his.

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MORE home videos of Thor and Loki

Thor pointing to a herd of cattle and saying "horsies!" in the tiniest cutest voice.

Thor decorating Loki with bubbles in a bubble bath, Loki is perplexed by the bubble tower on his head.

Thor happily exclaims how he lost another tooth after running into a pole while little Loki stares in horror and hides behind Frigga while telling him to "put it back!"

Thor and Loki forced to apologise and hug reluctantly after a fight before they're later filmed huddled up together with a big book in their lap, at peace.

Thor waving his trophy and celebrating after winning his first match of that ball game we saw in a deleted scene (btw I wonder how that would be played?)

Baby Loki bouncing with joy in frigga's baby carrier strapped to her chest watching Thor come home from a long camping trip.

Loki crying while trying to catch the baby goats at a small farm (he wants to pet them). Eventually he gives up and one comes up to him and sits in his lap. He's overjoyed.

Thor and Loki picking out their first goats. Thor goes for the one that Frigga just recorded headbutting a wooden post for no reason and Loki's seen trying to sneak the runt out after hearing that it might not survive. "It's the littlest so it needs the most love!" He exclaims through tears.

Little Loki formally greeting every animal he sees with an attempted handshake because he sees the councilmen and others do it so often. (And his plushies)

Loki at his first play crying his eyes out during the sad part until he's handed to Thor who tells him it's not real

Frigga knowingly walking in on Thor making angels on a crimson rug in his room. His hair is as spiked and poofy as it can get before he touches something metal and giggles to himself before going back for more static electricity. (It doesn't hurt him)

Baby Loki trying a sweet Asgardian fruit for the first time, taking a moment to smack his lips loudly while dribble covers his face, before hastily reaching for the slice again with nothing but NEED in his eyes.

Thor gnawing at the giant bird leg that's bigger than his arm, trying to be like the other warriors.

Loki after finding out his mothers name isn't "mother", cheekily hiding behind a door before calling her what comes out as"Figga" knowing she doesn't like it and running away as soon and as fast as he can.

Thor pushing Loki around the palace in a makeshift wooden wheelbarrow trying to escape the guards that have been placed to watch him after previous "incidents"

Loki sprinting away from Frigga in one of her scarfs wrapped around him like a dress

Thor on Odin's lap shushing everyone dramatically with his finger to his lips

Thor excitedly running from the waterslide he just went on while Loki comes screaming and crying to Frigga.

More?

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no one requested this but here are some of my favorites details about steve and also some of the many reasons i love him:

1. his baby shoes and baby picture in the museum exhibit from tfatws. i know EVERYONE was a baby, but having evidence steve in fact was one too makes my heart melt and so does the comparison of his tiny shoes and big ones being side by side.

2. him writing his lines for the USO show on the back of his shield to help him memorize them. ‘girls’ ‘cap’ … he’s so cute.

3. him cupping bucky’s face when he finds him at azzano. it is public knowledge i am a stevebucky enthusiast but even if i wasn’t … the tenderness and easiness of touch is so sweet ☹️.

4. him clearing the howlies’ glasses away from them in the bar scene when he goes to tell the bartender they want another round. he wasn’t even asked to … he’s just that helpful and polite with his friends.

5. i know this is a tumblr post that has been floating around forever but the fact steve wears converse … again: a common trait, but somehow even cuter when it comes from him.

6. his little ‘rogers’ nametag on his uniform 😭 as if people don’t know EXACTLY who wears that suit.

7. him wearing CKs with his stuffy khakis and too tight t-shirts <3.

8. the arm scar he has that the serum canonically left untouched. proof that steve rogers can indeed scar, just like bucky barnes. the serum didn’t make him imperfect or invincible after all.

9. him being the one to provide first-aid to clint on the jet in aou … using the nursing skills his mama probably taught him to take care of his teammate like the kindhearted man he is.

10. his blue waterbottle with the sippy straw he brings to meetings and carries around the compound :).

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Bucky knowing at least 31 languages according to CACW, super serum brain enhancements and the fact he learned Xhosa in Wakanda, leads me to believe he must have the fucking gnarliest of language blurring. You know when you can't seem to figure out how to word something in one language so you skip over to a different one but wait no one knows that...

I also don't think English would be Bucky's default language anymore. It's his birth language, sure, but Russian is probably the language he defaults to now after 80 years right?

So if Bucky's ever delirious for whatever reason, extreme tiredness, magic, super drugs or whatever who knows, do we think he talks in the most insane blend of languages, does he say a sentence in Japanese then switch to Korean and then to Polish, do we think he'd point blank say "I'm sorry I don't speak English" in English to his English speaking friends or teammates because he thinks in Russian and about fifteen other languages before he gets to English, and then goes "oh wait I do" or...?

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Casual (pt. 2) >> Johnny Storm

pairing: johnny storm x popstar!reader (no use of y/n)

word count: 3k

summary: Johnny always meant to keep it casual with you but unfortunately for him, he wasn't so good at sticking to his word this time.

warnings: reader gets dangled off the empire state building but i think that's it-

a/n: @fwskullz asked me to write a part two so here it is! sorry it took so long, i did in fact move to college-

read part 1 here!

“So I really messed up.”

Even though the concert had finished a few minutes ago, Johnny’s eyes were still glued to where you were just performing center-stage.

“No kiddin’, Bic-Head,” Ben chuckled. “I ain’t never seen any of your exes so ticked off ‘atcha. And you’ve had a lot–and I mean a lot–.”

“Thank you, Ben,” Johnny growled, whirling around to face the other man. “We get the point!”

“I don’t know how you’re going to get out of this one, Johnny,” Suzie winced. “She looked really upset with you.”

“I didn’t even know the two of you broke up,” Reed blinked, always the one out of the loop.

“Technically we were never really together,” Johnny halfheartedly defended himself.

“Johnny,” Sue cocked a skeptical eyebrow at him. “She wrote a song about you called ‘Casual’. I think it’s safe to say that’s precisely what she’s mad about.”

Johnny groaned, covering his face with his hands.

“I’d better go talk to her, huh?”

Ben clapped him on the shoulder with mock sympathy, briefly knocking him off-balance.

“Yeah kid, I think you’d better.”

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You were backstage in your dressing room after the show, seated in front of the vanity mirror as you brushed out your hair, when there was a knock on your door.

“Come in!” You called in reply, putting your brush down nonchalantly as you were used to these sorts of various intrusions preceding and following a show.

You watched the door through its reflection in the mirror and leapt from your seat when you saw the first person through the door.

“Sue!” You cried happily, dashing over to wrap her in your arms. “I didn’t think you were coming!”

It was sort of true. You really didn’t think she was coming, but only because you’d forgotten that you’d invited her in the first place. As you held her in your arms, the day you delivered the tickets to her began to trickle back into your memory. It must have been at least four or five months ago now but even still, you can’t believe you forgot. It wasn’t until you heard the door shut that it finally occurred to you: if she was here, then most likely so was–.

Your eyes flew open over Sue’s shoulder and you immediately locked eyes with the blond man leaning against the doorframe, flanked by Sue’s boyfriend Reed and his best friend Ben. You gave Johnny a pointed sneer as you pulled away from Sue, stepping around her to first embrace Reed and then completely ignore Johnny as you sidestepped him to plant a kiss on Ben’s cheek.

“What, no greeting for an old flame?” Johnny opened his arms toward you.

You turned, considering him for a moment before plastering on a fake smile and approaching him slowly. Instead of the warm embrace he expected though, as soon as you got close enough you greeted him with a hearty slap across the face.

“Thought that when I told you to go to hell, the ‘and stay there’ was implied,” you snarled.

“Okay, that’s fair,” Johnny cringed, rubbing his cheek which was now burning red. “I deserve that.”

“You deserve worse than that but seeing as your family’s here, consider it a compromise.”

You turned to the other three who were watching you with a combination of shock and awe and smiled, gesturing at the seating around the coffee table at the center of the room.

“Please, sit! It’s really been too long since I’ve seen you three.”

You led the way, occupying a plush armchair while the other three squeezed onto the couch across from it. Johnny, who you were very purposefully not looking at, hovered somewhere back across the room, investigating the space as you spoke.

“So what mayhem have you three been getting into across the galaxy?” You smiled conspiratorially.

“Oh you know,” Sue waved you off. “New planets, weird plants, alien races—the usual. You on the other hand have been on a world tour! I want to hear about that.”

“Oh gosh,” you giggled, allowing yourself for the first time in months to have missed this—missed them. “Wow um, performing a lot, of course. Partying at night, writing on the rare occasion I have downtime. Speaking of, what did you guys think of that new song?”

“Personally, I loved it,” Ben chimed in immediately, smirking patronizingly at Johnny. “I mean, that last part—“

“The outro?” You suggested.

“Yeah, that!” Ben agreed enthusiastically. “Absolutely brutal. I’m sure whoever you wrote it about feels real sorry now.”

“Thank you, Ben,” you replied earnestly. “Even if he didn’t care about me before, I’m sure he does now.”

“I always cared about you!” Johnny piped up indignantly from the corner.

“Did you guys hear something?” You asked the three sitting across from you. “Must have been the wind.”

“That’s really mature, you know that?” Johnny snarked.

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you!” You snorted. “Now please keep it down over there—I’m trying to catch up with the members of your family who aren’t lying, manipulative pieces of shit.”

“Okay, that’s enough,” Susan stood up, Reed and Ben following suit.

“Wait, Sue, I’m sorry,” you quickly apologized. “I was out of line, just—.”

“I didn’t say he didn’t deserve it,” Sue sighed, crossing to your side of the table and kneeling to rest your hands in hers. “Look, I’m not sure what happened between you two and I’m not going to pretend I do. Whatever you’re feeling is valid and I have no doubt it’s probably justified too. But just… do me a favor and hear him out, okay? He’s a boy and he’s stupid but he has a good heart. Whatever happened, he feels awful about it and he wants to fix it. Just give him a chance to explain himself, please?”

You glanced over Sue’s head to where Johnny was watching the exchange. When he saw you looking, he pressed his hands together and mouthed ‘Please?’. As much as you hated to admit it, you couldn’t deny the flicker of affection that sparked in your chest.

“Fine,” you conceded, standing to open the door for Sue, Reed, and Ben. “You get five minutes and then I’m either letting you three back in or kicking you all out.”

They followed you to the door and out, Ben first, then Reed, and then Sue after she stopped to hug Johnny and whisper in his ear: “You're welcome. Don't mess this up.” When they were finally out the door, all three gave Johnny various pointed looks as you shut it behind you, leaning against it with your arms crossed and eyebrows raised in reluctant anticipation.

“Look, I was an idiot—I am an idiot,” he opened.

“This is a surprise to absolutely no one,” you quipped. “Go on.”

Johnny sighed, running a nervous hand through his blond curls.

“I didn’t realize you were the best thing in my life until you were gone.”

“I broke things off with you months ago, Johnny. Why here, why now? You could have called.”

“Would you have answered?” He asked genuinely.

“God dammit, Johnny, you could have tried!” You forced down the lump in your throat. “As someone who stopped seeing you because I didn’t feel wanted, you’re not doing a great job of convincing me I was wrong about you.”

Johnny hung his head, knowing you were right. Hell, he didn’t realize he missed you until a couple of hours ago—how was he going to convince you he really wanted you back? But the next thing you said gave him an idea that would either make or break your relationship depending on how well he stuck to his word.

“I mean, how would you even start a relationship with me right now, Johnny?” You thought out loud. “I’m on tour, I’m in a new city every day. And it’s not exactly like you can drop everything and follow me around given your line of work.”

“I have an idea.”

You looked very much like you didn’t trust him as far as you could throw him, but you looked intrigued too. You nodded, urging him to continue.

“I’ll wait for you.”

You barked out a disbelieving laugh.

“You’re kidding, right? Johnny, I’m on tour for the next three months. You’re telling me you’re not going to see a single girl that whole time?”

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you. You think I can’t do it?”

“No, Johnny, full offense but I really don’t think you can.”

“So I’ll prove you wrong. And when I do, you’ll owe me a date.”

You squinted your eyes at him, not believing him at all but willing to let him at least try.

“Fine,” you sighed. “If you can wait for me—and I mean really wait, I don’t wanna see you with another girl in the tabloids or on Instagram or anywhere—then I promise to go on one date with you. No promises after that.”

“Yes!”

He pumped his fist and you shook your head exasperatedly, extending a hand for him to shake.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, Lowell Spencer.”

“In the spirit of apologies, I’m going to let that slide.”

“How kind of you.”

You shook on it.

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If you had known three months ago that your deal with Johnny would end in you being dangled off the Empire State Building by New York’s villain-of-the-week, you might have reconsidered your decision. You hadn’t even been in New York when you woke up that morning—you’d been preparing for the final performance of your tour in Los Angeles. Unfortunately for you though, distance is nothing to an alien who can create portals out of thin air, and thus instead of celebrating the final night of your tour with thousands of your adoring fans, some space freakazoid was threatening your life in front of millions of people on live television.

You didn’t even know what the guy wanted. He’d been monologuing obnoxiously at you since he yanked you from your dressing room and through the portal to New York but apparently there weren’t any public speaking classes in space because you had absolutely no clue what he was on about. Odds are, he probably wanted to take over the city or something but whatever it was, you only hoped that Johnny would figure it out in time. The man (if you could even call it that… what were aliens’ stances on gender?) holding you hostage had made it very clear that you were the bargaining chip for Johnny specifically. As it were currently though, the flamebrain in question was nowhere to be found. Three of the four were gathered high up in the air on one of Sue’s invisible forcefield things but it was evident that wherever Johnny was, he was too preoccupied to come save your life. Figures.

You couldn’t really hear much over the combination of blood pumping in your ears and the wind rushing by but from what you could see, it appeared as though everyone around you was doing an awful lot of talking as opposed to saving like you were hoping for. Thinking on it though, given that you were over a thousand feet in the air, how much saving could the other three really do without Johnny? It wasn’t like any of them could fly. Did this mean you were doomed? Your train of thought seemed to be corroborated by the sudden rrrrrrrip of the back of your bodysuit that the villain was suspending you by. The tear didn’t rip through the costume completely but you squeaked pathetically as the separating fabric dropped you closer to your impending doom a thousand feet below.

Realistically, you realized you should have alerted the Three to your escalating problem but in the adrenaline of the moment, you couldn’t bring yourself to open your mouth, let alone make any voluntary noise or coherent commentary. How did they (and Johnny) do this every day? Performing for crowds of thousands was a walk in the park compared to this. This was horrible. If you made it through this, you were going to tell all four of them how grateful you were for the sacrifices they all made on their mental health.

Once again, your train of thought was interrupted by a bigger, louder rrrrrrriiiip as the costume tore some more. You tried harder to say something, anything but looking down and seeing the city over a thousand feet below you stole your breath in a not-so-pleasant way that had you both choking and hyperventilating at the same time. You managed to tear your eyes away from the ground and over to the Fantastic Three-Fourths but by the time that happened, you were only able to squeak out a “Help” before your costume split clean in half and you were falling backwards through the New York City skyline.

If anyone were to ask you, you would most definitely not recommend freefall. Why anyone would do this willingly was beyond you. If it wasn’t before, skydiving was definitely off your bucket list now. Though you guessed that maybe it was different when you chose it as opposed to having it thrust upon you in the form of some deranged, costume-wearing alien. Forget gratitude, you thought. I probably won’t live through this but if I do, I’m going to give Johnny a real piece of my mind. 

When you asked Johnny about it later, the thing he said haunted him the most in the nights that followed was the sound of your screams as he pushed his flames to grow hotter, stronger, begging them to help him gather velocity and just please god get to her in time—. You don’t remember screaming. All you remember is the force of the wind against your back and the brightness of the sky above as you plummeted rapidly toward the concrete below. It happened in the blink of an eye—one moment you were certain the puffy clouds above would be the last thing you’d ever see, and the next, your vision was bombarded with red hot flames and your stomach swooped as you were swiftly grabbed around the waist as Johnny changed direction.

He flew you both around the corner so the Empire State was out of sight before making your descent back onto solid ground. You swayed on your feet for a moment, Johnny’s arms shooting out to catch you when your knees inevitably buckled. He pulled you in even closer to him, tucking your head securely into his chest, and you allowed it for a beat as you caught your breath before suddenly tearing yourself from his grasp and pounding your fists against his chest.

“Where the hell were you!” You seethed. “I almost died, Jonathan Lowell Spencer Storm!”

“I know, I know,” he tried to take hold of your wrists, gently caressing them with his thumbs, but you ripped them away to continue beating your fists against his chest.

“Three months ago, you said you would wait for me but here we are three months later and you couldn’t care less that I was being dangled over the edge of the freakin’ Empire State Building—!”

“I was in LA,” he defended as you continued talking over him.

“—So much for second chances, huh? What’s your excuse this time? You were away visiting your hot model friend in Ibiza?”

“I was in LA!” He repeated louder this time, trapping your face between both of his abnormally warm hands and tilting it to face him.

You stopped short, taking in a few breaths as your mind struggled to catch up with his claim.

“What the hell do you mean, you were in LA?” You squinted at him in suspicion. “I thought superheroes didn’t take vacations, what were you doing in LA of all places?”

“Waiting for you to perform,” his eyes stared into yours with a devotion so intense you almost didn't believe you were looking at the real Johnny.

“What?” You blinked in disbelief. “Johnny, if this is a joke, it isn’t funny.”

“I’m not joking, sweetheart.”

The corners of his lips tilted up nervously, self-consciously. You didn’t think he was capable of it, but there he was. Your eyes flickered rapidly between his, trying to catch him out in a lie, but you couldn’t find one. You couldn’t help it—you kissed him. And damn, if it didn’t feel good after over a year of angst and pining that you thought would never be requited. After a moment of letting your mind run away from you, you pulled away from him, resting your hands over his pounding heart and your forehead against his.

“Wait,” you panted. “You really haven’t seen any other girls in the last three months?”

“Haven’t had to when I knew I had you waiting for me.”

He went back in for another kiss but you used the leverage of your hands on his chest to hold him away from you.

“Ah-ah-ah, not so fast, you temptress.”

He chuckled darkly, eyes fluttering lustfully between your eyes and your lips.

“You swear you haven’t seen any other girls since I last saw you,” you confirmed.

“Not one,” he squeezed your hip affectionately. “I swear it.”

You couldn’t help it any longer. You sunk your fingers into his golden curls and pulled him back to your lips, smiling when you felt how he melted against you. Unfortunately for you though, this wasn’t the time for your happy reunion. Johnny frowned and looked adorably confused when you pulled away again.

“What did I do now?”

You giggled, giving him another peck for the road before gently pushing him away.

“You gotta go save the world, Flamebrain,” you backed away with a flirty wink. “I’ll be waiting.”

And even through all your hardships, as Johnny flamed on and flew back toward New York’s newest resident space loser, you couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

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wade, i frew up :(

logan waiting outside wades bedroom at 3am waiting to tell him that he threw up on the carpet

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i will cry, don't test me-

X2: X-Men United (2003)

Deadpool and Wolverine (2024)

After 21 years, someone finally takes him home.

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thor forcing loki to realize that he does, in fact, care about them can be something so personal actually-

Oh yall thought I was done with drawing hugs? I have to laugh

Just a small collection of Brodinsons from these past couple months! Last one was the only whumptober I had any time for this year. Enjoy!

Reblog, do not repost!

Instagram / Twitter: laquilasse

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oh, it was canon the whole time... :,)

IF NO ONE ELSE WILL SAY IT, I WILL- we need more fanfictions with johnny storm angst pLEASE!! reed realizing that johnny's obnoxious, cocky façade exists to hide his insecurity. sue realizing how losing their parents made johnny into the afraid-of-commitment serial dater he is. ben realizing how destroyed johnny was when he sacrificed himself for him and how johnny needed to pretend he was still there just to get through the day. all three of them realizing that johnny has viewed himself as the tagalong "i'm coming too" little brother, the stupid one, the jokester who can't take anything seriously thE WHOLE TIME!! JOHNNY STORM NEEDS AND DESERVES A HUG PLEEEAAASEEE 🙏🙏

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on behalf of the poolverine fandom, thank you for making this 🧎🏻‍♀️

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IF NO ONE ELSE WILL SAY IT, I WILL- we need more fanfictions with johnny storm angst pLEASE!! reed realizing that johnny's obnoxious, cocky façade exists to hide his insecurity. sue realizing how losing their parents made johnny into the afraid-of-commitment serial dater he is. ben realizing how destroyed johnny was when he sacrificed himself for him and how johnny needed to pretend he was still there just to get through the day. all three of them realizing that johnny has viewed himself as the tagalong "i'm coming too" little brother, the stupid one, the jokester who can't take anything seriously thE WHOLE TIME!! JOHNNY STORM NEEDS AND DESERVES A HUG PLEEEAAASEEE 🙏🙏

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thinking about the time ultimate peter parker found out that johnny storm made out with his female clone who has all of his memories and upon finding this out immediately goes on on AHHHH im NOT GAY punch everything rampage 

1610 peter… bisexual baby boy (in denial) my love my light my everything 

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it's them

you're already familiar w this meme

I couldn't come up with a funny alt text so I kept the original

og under the cut:

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RARE LOKI AND VERITY i'm so happy 🥰🥰

rare loki post!! you can have this one because i have the ability to just log out and not deal w it :)

(NOT MCU)

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I'm pretty sure this has already been done, but I couldn't find any so here's my contribution.

I swear on Deadpool's vocabulary Logan is certified babygirl