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THUNDERBOLTS* SPOILERS

I came across a comment that in the Avengers Tower battle, Sentry seemed to be holding back a lot more with John, Ava, and Yelena than he did with Bucky and Alexei, probably because he wasn’t familiar with the latter two.

And if you think about it, that’s true, or at least close to it: Sentry actively hurts Bucky and Alexei, striking them multiple times per round, while John, Ava, and Yelena only got hit once each with any real force, and even then those hits weren’t as powerful as the ones he inflicted on Bucky and Alexei.

In the end, he smashes Alexei with a bar counter and slaps Bucky across the room after ripping off his bionic arm, but what about the golden trio? He just throws them aside, not trying to harm them more than he already has. I mean...

He could have let Yelena crash into the floor after falling, but he catches her.

He could have redirected John’s bullets against himself, like he did with Bucky, since he didn’t have his shield handy anymore, or thrown him around the room like he did with the other supersoldiers, but he only pulls him closer to toss him and Ava aside.

Like yeah, he didn’t use even a fraction of his power on anyone, and he kicked the trio’s asses too, but it’s still nowhere near as bad as what happened to Alexei and Bucky.

Weeell, looks like someone’s playing favorites))

It's not really surprising after all the adventures in the bunker.

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You know what marvel just managed to do??? It made me CARE. It’s made me care, most unexpectedly, about John Walker and, most obnoxiously, about Robert “Bob” Reynolds and everyone in between. It’s made me care to the extent that I’m already worried about these characters… I know Doomsday’s gonna hurt them. They’re not built for what’s coming and they’re gonna need to join others and I’m just so goddamn worried about how that’s going to play out as well and GODDAMN I’m so happy that I care!!!!!!!!!!!

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In my heart of hearts I know that every single thunderbolt's relationship with John Walker is 'Yeah, he's a bitchass... unfortunately he happens to be our bitchass so we kinda have to ride for him, prepare to die i guess' 🤷‍♀️

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Thunderbolts* headcanons.

Spoilers below the cut!

New Avengers tower headcanons!

Bucky ends up as the leader of the squad, mostly because he was a congressman, and everyone just assumes that makes him qualified.

No one else actually wants to lead. Ava ghosts meetings (literally), John keeps suggesting push-up contests as conflict resolution, Alexei wants to be the mascot, Yelena cannot control the herd, and Bob just wants everyone to like him. So Bucky’s stuck with the job like a dad who didn’t mean to adopt five adult children.

Bucky pretends he hates the leadership role, but deep down he likes having purpose again. It's definitely a better purpose than his weird pretending-to-like-working-in-Capitol-Hill phase. 

The team starts buying Bucky mugs. Each one has some weird phrase like “#1 Cat Mom” or “World’s Okayest Boss.” One says “Don’t talk to me until I’ve punched a Nazi.” He drinks out of that one the most.

Bucky keeps a running list of everyone’s trauma triggers, dietary needs, and weird habits in a leather notebook he hides under his bed. He updates it meticulously. 

Bucky goes searching for Steve’s old room, not really knowing why. He finds it eventually by following faint pencil sketches along the baseboards—figures, landscapes, messy little self-portraits. No one ever talks about how good of an artist Steve was.

Bucky has a habit of cleaning and maintaining everyone’s weapons. No one asked him to. It’s just something he does. “Keeps my hands busy,” he says. John’s Taco shield has never looked shinier.

Bucky trains Bob in hand-to-hand combat because relying on the Sentry is a dangerous crutch, especially with the Void. “You gotta learn to throw a punch without leveling the city,” Bucky says. 

Bob asks for a gun. Bucky laughs until he realises Bob’s serious. “Okay… maybe a little gun.”

Bob’s sobriety is the center of his life. He counts days in his journal and scribbles tally marks. 

Bob goes to meetings anonymously. Sometimes online. Most times, he doesn’t say a word, just listens.

Bob asks for permission constantly. “Can I sit here?” “Can I help?” “Do you mind if I talk?” It’s not insecurity—it’s fear of taking up space, even though no one thinks so.

Bob sleeps with the lights on.

Bob has a habit of sitting outside people’s doors when they’re having a hard time. He doesn’t knock or say anything. He just lets them know he’s there.

Once, he sits outside Ava’s door even though the two were not that close to begin with. He said he wanted to make more connections. 

Valentina definitely tries to monetize the lower floors of Avengers Tower. She installs cheesy tourist attractions and even vending machines. Ava keeps stealing from said vending machines. Instead of going to the store, she just phases through the fridge door and snatches a Coke. “Why pay two bucks when I can just become intangible?”

Ava hoards those soda cans like a dragon. She has coke bottles hidden in the walls. Mini fridges stashed in ventilation shafts.

Ava keeps little things. Trinkets from missions, receipts from stores. A cinema stub when the team all went to see a movie together. It all goes into a shoebox labeled “Proof I Exist.”

Ava has mild motion sickness. Phasing feels fine—but when they get the jet, it was instant nausea. Yelena now carries ginger chews and hands them over.

Ava also disappears into the vents. Not intentionally at first—she phases away from one of John and Alexei’s overly intense arguments about European football vs American football and ends up inside the duct system. But then she discovers she likes it. 

In one of the vents, Ava finds a hidden alcove. It’s a makeshift hangout spot where Clint and Nat used to go. She finds old books, photos, arrowheads, and one of Nat’s worn leather bracelets. It’s all dust and forgotten. Ava collects it and brings it to Yelena and Alexei.

Yelena wears the leather bracelet now. Alexei frames one of her old books, insisting it’s “Soviet literature.” It’s Crime and Punishment.

Yelena keeps photos of Nat in weird places. Inside her wallet, taped to her mirror, tucked into her knife case.

Yelena drinks pickle juice straight from the jar, eats hot sauce with a spoon, and once tried to convince Ava that mayonnaise was a “traditional Russian face mask.”

Yelena always wins at Mario Kart. No one knows how. She plays with one hand and eats chips with the other.

Yelena bakes surprisingly well. It is now one of her healthier coping mechanisms. If there are lemon bars on the counter, someone pissed her off. If there are croissants, she’s feeling nostalgic.

Yelena absolutely makes fun of John Walker 24/7. Calls him “Captain America Lite” or “Diet Steve.” John is mostly unbothered by it now.

John is so competitive. Dodgeball? He will throw a tantrum. Chess? He flips a table if he loses. 

He takes tower fitness very seriously, insisting on morning drills at 6 AM. Only Bucky shows up. Sometimes. Alexei pretends he’s sick. Yelena flips him off from the rooftop.

John has questionable taste in music. Like Creed, Nickelback, and early 2000s workout playlists. He blares it in the gym. Bucky came in and broke the speaker once. “Oops,” he said.

John made a group chat called "Avengers 2: Electric Boogaloo” and got flamed by Yelena and Ava instantly.

John and Alexei have an aggressive friendship. After their first on-field mission together, the two supersoldiers tried chest bumping. They broke a stair railing doing this. Bucky banned them from jumping indoors.

Alexei introduces himself as "Russia’s Greatest Hero" to literally everyone— especially delivery drivers.

Alexei keeps a team scrapbook. It’s full of blurry photos, Polaroids, and captions written in Russian. He’s glued bottle caps and mission debris to the pages. It’s surprisingly sweet.

Alexei and Yelena bicker a lot, mostly because Yelena insists “my dad is embarrassing me.” She acts annoyed, but when he tells people she’s “more dangerous than 20 trained assassins, and very smart.” She pretends not to smile.

Alexei writes letters to “Mother Russia.” Like actual, physical letters. He reads them out loud on the roof sometimes. 

Alexei once saved the entire team on a mission by charging in on Bucky’s motorcycle yelling, “FOR MOTHERLAND!” It was completely off-script, but it worked. 

Alexei keeps Nat’s old locket in his drawer. It has a picture of the two of them from Ohio. He doesn’t show it to anyone. 

In the tower, movie nights are mandatory. John has a spreadsheet. Ava cheats and phases into the media server to override votes.

One time they all cried during Paddington 2. Even Bucky. No one talks about it.

They have a “Panic Button.” Literally a big red button in the common room. Press it, and everyone drops what they’re doing and comes running. Sometimes it’s a real emergency. Sometimes Bob just wants to show them a weird bird outside the window.

Someone (John) keeps starting a fire in the kitchen. Bob bought a fire extinguisher

They keep finding forgotten things. Steve’s old sketch pads. Bruce Banner’s old research paper in a drawer. A dusty pair of glasses labeled “Jarvis Specs: Do Not Touch.” 

The gym still has Thor’s old weights. No one can move them. 

The elevator still announces “Welcome, Mr. Stark” when it glitches. Bob once answered “Hi” out of reflex.

They found an old Avengers mug that says “EARTH’S MIGHTIEST INTERN.” Nobody knows who it belonged to. Bucky insists it was Clint’s. John thinks it was Darcy’s.

Nobody really talks about it, but they know they live in the ruins of legends. The Tower still has scorch marks from Ultron and the tesseract remnants from the portal they opened in the Battle of New York.

At night, they all gravitate toward the common room. There's always someone reading or cooking or watching TV. At night, together, they all feel like they belong there. 

-end.

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We don’t talk about Leia killing Jabba enough. Her grandmother and father were born into slavery. Her blood was that of the desert sand and the shackles of bondage. Leia was never more a Skywalker than the day she strangled her slave master with the very chains he used to bind her. The daughter of Anakin Skywalker was the one who killed Tatooine’s most notorious slaver, and I find that really beautiful.

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"Do I look like him?"

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average frank scene with agony, grief and someone/something haunting the narrative. i see we are back to our regularly scheduled programming!

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I did what I had to do and I let the system take care of the rest- Oh, you and your goddamn system! Christ! So what now? Every day, Bullseye goes to the chow hole, eats his slop, you know he gets to breathe the same air that you breathe. You feel good about that? 

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Dick Tim Damian and Jason getting carried away during an all out sibling argument that breaks out during a public gala and they forget they have an audience to the point where Damian starts spitting his ‘i am the blood son of Bruce Wayne you have nothing on me you imbeciles’ and without thinking Jason responds with ‘yeah you’re the son of Brucie Wayne all right but you forget I’m the son of fucking BATMAN and i have been since before you were even fucking PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE’

Damian: I AM THE BLOOD CHILD OF BRUCE WAYNE YOU PATHETIC CREATURE

Jason, fully about to fist fight his little brother in front of these shrimp platters: AND I’M THE SON OF BATMAN, WHILE YOU WERE TAUGHT HOW TO SIP CHAMPAGNE AND FALL INTO FOUNTAINS I WAS TAUGHT HOW TO THROW HANDS NOW FUCKING SQUARE UP CHILD

Dick, eyeing the now silent ballroom: uh, guys-

Tim, vibrating with excitement at the prospect of watching Damian get a ceramic plate to the face: don’t you fucking dare stop them

lacking context, Gotham is now under the impression that Jason Todd was not, in fact, a random street kid taken under Bruce’s wing, and is rather the biological son of Batman, who for some reason got his good friend Bruce Wayne to become the kid’s guardian, presumably to protect him from the life of crime he is leading. it also fuels the ‘Bruce Wayne is dating Batman’ rumours an almost impossible amount.

Another unforeseen consequence is that since it is common knowledge that the batkid vigilantes are most likely Batman’s children too, civilian Jason Todd is now considered to be the adopted brother of Tim, Damian, and Dick, and the biological brother of Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin.

Jason is asked who his favourite sibling is.

‘ok they all suck apart from Hood. he’s such a nice man. used to take me ice skating.’

the family hate him.

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Damian: Why did Richard quit being Robin and move out?

Jason: He- wait, why did you?

Dick: Joker shot me in the shoulder.

Tim, scoffing: You wouldn't quit because of that, c'mon tell us the actual reason.

Dick: How would you kn- Oh yeah, your stalker years.

Tim: I wasn't a stalker

Dick: Keep telling yourself that.

Damian: Richard stop deflecting the question.

Dick:

Jason: Dick

Dick, sighing: Bruce got really upset and didn't want me getting hurt as Robin.

Tim: You wouldn't listen to that without a fight so do tell what else did he do to make you quit?

Damian, catching on: Did Father fire you?

Dick: He did it to keep me safe.

Tim: If he fired you, did he kick you out too?

Dick: I guess...

Damian: Richard was 17 at the time, was he not?

Jason: Roy mentioned you staying at his place once. Did Bruce not give you a place to stay?

Dick, getting increasingly nervous: I only spent a few nights, and I could make money perfectly fine.

Tim, growing pale: B didn't help you?

Dick: Don't worry, I don't think he'd do that to any of you.

Damian, appalled: I'm his blood son but what difference is there between you and Drake?

Dick: Well, I was going to age out in a couple months anyway.

Jason: Age out?

Tim, dread filling him: The articles only referred to him as B's ward.

Jason: Why are you mentioning that now, there's some more important things to be thinking about!

Damian: ...Was Richard not adopted?

Dick: I'm still here, y'know.

Damian: Apologies, but I require a proper response. Were you adopted?

Dick: I am now.

Everyone:

Jason: I'm murdering Bruce.

Tim, grinning: I have some alternatives in mind

Jason: Oh?

Damian: I shall sharpen my blades in preparation.

Dick, exasperated: stop, please.

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two pretty boysss!!

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Bruce truly hates magic with every pump and beat of his heart.

What kinda curse is Slang, anyway?

“This is the best day of my life.”

“Bro really thought he ate with that.” Bruce physically feels a full body shiver, charged with nausea and cringe. “This is level 10 cringe. Can’t have shit in Gotham.”

Dick is his earth bound angel, but he laughs like a demon at him, holding onto Jason for support, pledging his eternal loyalty to Zatana and her pettiness.

—

“Hey, old bat, hook me up with an adrenaline shot.”

What he wants to say is Jay, do not try and fight with 6 bullets in your stomach.

What comes out instead, through Bruce’s grit teeth and intense, fierce glaring, “Not you trying to go back to your corpse era. See how I only took 2 shots? Very demure. Very mindful.”

Jason passes out from blood loss, but mostly laughter.

—

“Chat, is this real?”

Stephanie barely bites back a full belly cackle. “I think he just asked us if we copied.”

“I wish I was Jason, 15.”

—

“This is not a slay environment. Killing is flop behavior.” He keeps his eyes shut and buries his face in his hands. Trying to convince Damian not to stab someone doesn’t seem to work.

Damian gives him a pat like he’s a pitiful cat. “I’ll only stab the non lethal areas.”

“God, I wish that were me.”

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Joker dies bcs during his big dramatic speech of the day he tries to be be all insane and funny by pretending to shoot himself in the head with his BANG! flag gun but he fucks up getting distracted by flirting with Batman and mixes up his guns and he shoots himself in the face in front of the bats. Jason, who was being bodily held back from shooting him himself by Bruce and Dick for the past 15 minutes, laughs so hard he fractures a rib and has to be carried back to the batmobile

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i need her

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x06 - “The Message Hidden Within the Pattern” ↳ "Hope I was worth your time."

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hi! couple things i want to state:

- im 19

- my pronouns are they/them.

- im in a lot of fandoms so ill reblog a lot of different things

- im so bad at being active on this app dont expect that much from me

yeah that’s basically it i just really want friends on here so pls be friends with me

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They killed my man once an act and he served cunt each time, I’m sobbing

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oscar piastri

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