#avengers accidentally a genocide

[musclesandhammering]

On Narrative Bias

I keep saying it annoys me how Wanda has done so many evil ass things and is never held accountable for her actions, and it never fails that someone tries to respond with “but aren’t you a loki stan? He’s done evil shit too! So you have a double standard and are a misogynist!!!!” Yeah, no. The difference is that you can clearly tell who the writers have predetermined as a hero vs a villain. You can tell who they want you to root for. Loki’s actions are given narrative consequences as harsh as possible, while Wanda’s are narratively excused and softened and sympathised. Let me show you what I mean.

* Loki commits treasons, tries to kill his brother & attempts genocide -> Loki’s father rejects him while he attempts suicide

* Loki tries to conquer earth -> Loki is sentenced to life in prison

* Loki incapacitates the king and secretly takes the throne -> Loki is threatened with a hammer to the face, we’re reminded how awful he is by all the other characters for the rest of the movie & he would’ve faced more consequences if the apocalypse hadn’t interrupted

* Loki steals the tesseract from the vault -> Loki watches his brother be tortured & then has his neck snapped

Now compare that to…

* Wanda willingly signs up to work for a nazi organisation, tries to help an evil robot murder the avengers, intentionally sets the hulk loose on a town of innocent people, & helps destroy Sokovia for a lil while -> Wanda gets a fatherly pep talk from Clint & is immediately accepted as an Avenger

* Wanda accidentally murders a bunch of people while on a mission -> Wanda is put on temporary house arrest in a giant mansion with her boyfriend

* Wanda buries her boyfriend/teammate under like 10 floors of concrete, breaks out of house arrest, & goes against a government order -> the leader of the superhero team defends her, a grown ass woman, by saying “She’s just a kid!”, she’s detained in a government prison for like a week maybe (?) during which she’s shown as a sad helpless victim to encourage sympathy from viewers, & then she gets busted out by the ex-team leader & eventually gets to run off to Scotland with her boyfriend

* Wanda holds an entire town hostage & tortures them just to fulfil her own grief-fuelled fantasy -> one of the women Wanda attacked reassures her that she’s the actual victim in all this and that the people she tortured just have no idea what she’s sacrificed for them & she escapes to an isolated location to read a forbidden demon book and make herself more powerful without anyone interfering

* Wanda goes on a serial killing spree across the multiverse, kidnaps a child, holds her hostage, tortures her, & attempts to take her powers all so she can steal another Wanda’s children because she misses her children that were never actually real in the first place -> Wanda gets some badass power sequences and #girlboss one liners, is the one that destroys the demon book, essentially saving the multiverse from future corruption, & is allowed to die a hero’s death (which we all know isn’t permanent)

See the difference?

[hanafubukki]

When I saw your OT3 with Lilia and Dawn I thought for a long time about what kind of Yuu would fit them and remembered that I have a soldier! Yuu from the alternate Twisted Wonderland. And then I saw your post "The Knight of Dawn and Lilia Vanrouge as the Weapons in War " and my brain just said "Yes, that fits"

*looks at her convoluted notes with Soldier!Yuu's lore and sighs nervously* Very briefly (and omitting the world lore and part of the backstory), Yuu has been a long time soldier in the service of the Briar Valley and their fate is somewhat similar to that of Dawn and Lilia combined, but somewhat more disturbing. *looks further at the notes and tries to figure out how not to go on a 10 hour rant trying to explain everything that's going on* Was the victims of experiments in which they became immortal, was enslaved by a man who used her as living weapons, was "freed" by the King of Briar Valley in exchange for oaths of service to the BV, manipulated and co-dependent by him, lost all new friends whose deaths were not accidental, witnessed the destruction of their "home", *looks further down the list* then became certified war criminals with several revolutions, genocides, brutal murders, all to avenge their friends.

*realizes it's getting too long and tries to speed things up*

Then a few centuries of self-injury and attempts at suicide amidst loss before she gets to Twisted Wonderland and becomes an NRC student. And then there's the anxiety of meeting boys who look like their friends.

*sigh* A fitting match for Lilia and Dawn, isn't it? The level of trauma in this relationship is off the charts. But at the same time, these three are wonderfully understanding and supportive, trying to help each other through everything.

Some funny and fluff thoughts and headcanons with this family, because it's about time to end this angst.

A thought about Lilia raising Silver alone and telling him about his parents. About what a perfect knight his father was, and the recklessly suicidal mother who could single-handedly mow down a troop. ("Never, hear me, young man, never be like your mother. Unlike her, you are not immortal.")

Yuu, after returning from the past: In my world, you were my apprentice and I was attached to you. Silver: Well, in this world I'm your son and I'm attached to your image created from the old man's stories.

Also a conversation with Meleanor where she asks what Malleus was like in Yuu's world. "He cared for his people and his lands. Was just and merciful to them and harsh with the enemies of the Valley. He accomplished much for his country. His Majesty was undoubtedly a good king. Not a person."

Yuu are nerds when it comes to swords. As a soldier she is skilled with any kind of weapon, but swords have always been her favorite. She enjoys caring for them and has always wanted to build up a collection, but in her home world that was impossible. Meleanor gives Yuu the sword that will start the collection. All those years while Lilia waits for Yuu's return and Dawn's awakening with Silver, he collects a variety of swords for Yuu's collection.

Shortly before Yuu's return to the present, Meleanor orders them to pose for a portrait, saying that the descendants should know by sight those who contributed greatly to the war between fae and humans. She would never admit that she wanted Lilia to have any reminder of his spouses.

Levan was the one who insisted on teaching Malleus swordfighting. Because Yuu has proven to him more than once that a sword in skillful hands could be stronger than any magic.

In fact, no one had ever explained to Malleus all the intricacies of the situation and the Lilia x Yuu x Dawn relationship, because they thought he knew and understood everything himself. So Malleus thought for a long time that Lilia was actually married to Yuu because they had a child together, and that Dawn was their mutual friend, and that they died years ago. And then Lilia shows up with a child he calls his son and mentions in passing that Yuu and Dawn would like to see their child. Malleus asks for an explanation of what he means and then gets a pattern breaker.

Lilia keeps a huge chest filled with photo albums. Every moment of Silver's life is documented and stored to show them to Yuu and Dawn.

Silver keeps parts of his parents' uniforms in his room, which he discreetly stole from a trunk in the attic when he was 10 years old. Lilia pretends he still hasn't noticed they're missing and hasn't had a heart attack when it went missing.

Meleanor knows what Yuu went through and likes to call her "My sweet war criminal" to tease her. The people around them are starting to feel uneasy.

Lilia didn't actually plan on informing Meleonor and Levan of Yuu's return right away and wanted to delay it because the Draconia are obviously crazy. Unfortunately for Lilia, Meleonor is crazy enough to link a sleeping spell to Yuu's return and cast a huge number of signaling charms on Dawn. So within a minute of Yuu's return, Meleonor has already dropped everything she's doing, grabbed the newly awake Dawn, and is preparing to storm the NRC in search of her "sweet war criminal".

Sebek is the only one in all of Diasomnia who is the very last to find out about everything.

[Masterlist, and Weapons of War post]

Hello Anonie 🌺🌷💚

Thank you so much for sharing your Soldier!Yuu. It was such a delight to read about your Yuu. And also, please don’t be nervous to share. I would love to know more and don’t worry about the length. You can always send more than one ask or send them in one go. It’s whatever you’re comfortable with. ☺️🌺🫶

I found it interesting how your Yuu was in the service of the king of BV. Was this Levan or a different king?? Could it have been Maleficia’s husband 🤔🤔 though this does sound like an Twst Au Yuu who then comes into our twst version 🤔🤔 how very interesting.

I like how Meleanor got a family portrait of Yuu and the husbands. As a way for Lilia to always remember his family 😭😭

Lmaooo “my sweet war criminal” that’s adorable!! Yuu and the Queen can definitely be a power duo.

Poor Sebek 🤣🤣 but at least he can enjoy this chaotic family like the rest of us, and be happy he’s not in the middle of it.

[happy-tori-friends]

mascot notes (i used precure mascots and jewelpets [sanrio supports genocide which i shouldnt have 2 explain Why That's Bad, but im simply using them references for if/when i draw or design them] for references. maybe i'll add pokemon like fennekin or buneary later)

lifty and shifty share a mascot and are a duo at the start because theyre together when they meet the mascot - maybe other characters will also share a mascot and be a team at the start but i've only really thought about the mains. i also didn't want to use the same animal as their htf counterpart so i kinda started winging it

so far...

lifty and shifty's mascot will be a fox, bc foxes are often associated with slyness and cunningness. au where they're tom nook and redd's adoptive sons and after their dad's divorced- i'm joking i'm joking. i've contemplated naming him lucky, but who knows if i'll stick with that. dont have any real personality notes though, but obviously he's willing to bribe them.

splendid's mascot will be a dog. specifically a dig with longer floppy ears. i dont know why, but him with a puppy resonated with me i also really miss my beloved hershey, and just having a pet in general. while they dont have a name or a gender yet, i'm imaging them to be a very loyal type who cheers everyone on and, when there's no fighting evil to be done, loves to play. if i go the high school route (or maybe even college route...) they are vety bad about accidentally causing disruptions and everything thinks that the stress of being a model student is making splendid lose his mind.

with splendont and flippy, i just chose animals i liked and are popular for cute magical animal characters. splendont is getting a kitty. personality-wise i'm not sure what i'll go for. maybe a stubborn and impulsive type that tends to push his buttons. or a graceful and calculated cat that is stoic and cold at first but shows a true warm heart as they grow close to others. the forner would have a lot of arguing, the latter would let them both bond over being similar, as well as let splendont show a slightly less confident kitty that they are worthy and kind despite taking time to warm up to others, that they aren't alone.

for flippy i chose a bunny bc i like bnunies. hippity hoppity. this bunny i think would be the most gentle, caring sweetheart ever - but if you hurt their fruends, they'll stop at nothing to get revenge. maybe a sad backstory with a friend dying due to the big bad, and wanting to help to stop the villains as an act of revenge, despite knowing it wont bring back their friend. thus would strengthen flippy's resolve as a hero - fliqpy was the one that wanted to do it for the most part, and flippy was nervous about it (canonically he Did join the army [though he probably wouldn't have in this au] but i think weird magical shenanigans are a lil more concerning bc a talking rabbit comes out of nowhere and tells you to magically transform and fight monsters, and while you do want to help and save people and fight for whats right, this weird magical business is weird and comcerning) especially because bunny seems so sweet and kind. fliqpy thinks revenge seeking is cool and as long as he gets to keep beating up monsters, he'll help bunny avenge their friend.

next i gotta think of transformation trinkets... probably a watch like the yes precure 5 bc im basic. (im not a yes 5 fan but. i read what happened at the end otona precure and 🫤 i. i uh dont like that. at least i didnt get invested, like the devil is a part timer... but i'll stop rambling about uncomfy endings. this a blog for the 'cute animals die gruesomely every episode' show)

[silvereestars]

My Interests!

Here’s a list of all the fandoms I’m in/was into! (WARNING: Very long post ahead! If you want to see what fandoms I’m w/o the reading, just look at the tags!)

EDIT: NEVERMIND, THE TAG LIMIT FOILED ME /GEN /LH I am SO sorry, but the last few fandoms got cut out from the tag list! You’ll have to scroll down to the bottom to see them-

Crowned: These fandoms are VERY near and dear to my heart- and I’m ALWAYS willing to talk about them!

The Legend of Zelda: This is the fandom that introduced me to the internet back in 2019 (I’m a late bloomer, I know- XDDD), and kickstarted me making theories and analyses!

Friday Night Funkin: Hate it or love it, you can’t deny there are some amazing individuals out there! And for you modders out there, this game is actually heavily moddable- and one mod in particular was what caused FNF to blow up in the first place! This is actually the fandom I’m hyper fixating on right now-

Favorites: While they aren’t as important to me as the “crowned” ones, they still managed to hold my attention for a month or so- and that’s something to admire, considering how hyper my brain is!

Animator Vs Animation: This is the fandom that introduced me to Tumblr and AO3 back in the late summer of 2021- don’t worry, @ann-aha, you’re not alone! XDDD

Oh, and I can’t talk about “AvA” without mentioning the rest of the stick figure community! Shout out to Henry Stickmin, Rock Hard Gladiators/Hyun’s Dojo, Hyun, and Gildedguy! :D

Genshin Impact: Contrary to popular opinion, this game isn’t just for “nerds” or people who can afford to splurge thousands of dollars- I managed to complete the current (back then!) storyline as a free-to-player! While I’m not in the fandom anymore, at least give this one a chance?

Undertale: Ah yes, the funny skeleton man fandom /j /lh But seriously, this fandom isn’t all “Sans Fangirls”- just search up animations and artwork! Or, better yet- search up a full play through of the game (I recommend this order for newcomers- Neutral, Pacifist, Genocide) and let the story and gameplay do the talking! ^^

Just Shapes and Beats: Exactly what it says on the tin. Pro tip- once you’ve seen the full story mode, go check out KofiKrumble!

Minecraft: Of course I’d be into this fandom at some point, everyone will! I’m not into DreamSMP (please don’t kill me I’m just not interested in stuff like server-wide wars), but I AM fond of Hermitcraft and Empires!

Normal: I don’t really think about these fandoms too often, but they deserve a mention! 

Harry Potter

Voltron: Legendary Defender

My Hero Academia

The Owl House (hey, while this fandom isn’t one of my favorites, you bet I watched the finale and cried the whole time!)

Doki Doki Literature Club (somewhat- in my master post, I mentioned I hate horror, so I avoid gameplay and stick to tvtropes/summaries- sorry- ^^;)

Kipo & The Age of Wonderbeasts

Pokémon

How To Train Your Dragon

Marvel (The Avengers!)

Mario

Splatoon

Kirby

Subnautica

Trollhunters (and the rest of the Tales of Arcadia! I LOVED that series- except for Rise of The Titans. We don’t talk about Rise of The Titans. /gen /lh)

Carmen Sandiego

Amphibia

“The Big Three”: These were the fandoms I was into as a little kid, and inspired me to start making fan fiction & headcanons!

Kung Fu Panda: Oh my god, I loved this series- and a 4th movie’s coming in 2024!

Big Hero Six: This is the OG- the first fandom I EVER got into! :D

Wakfu: Yugo accidentally inspired an OC (no info- yet! Not unless I learn how to draw!), so it’d be a crime to not include this fandom!

Well, I think that’s all- for now! If you want to learn about favorite characters, theories, head canons and the like- just ask! :D

[lensman-arms-race]

50 and 15 for the titan trio and/or G-Toilet.

15. Worst thing they’ve ever done

Titan Camera: Had to choose between rescuing some cameramen or some humans and chose their fellow cameramen. They don't regret it in itself, but they feel terrible that the humans died and wish they could have saved everyone. Sometimes they worry over whether they've ever accidentally killed humans in the past after mistaking them for skibidis and acting in haste.

Titan Speaker: (Not counting anything they did when infected, because that wasn't acting under free will.) Killed some skibidis by blasting Beast and the Harlot by Avenged Sevenfold at them.

(I hate that song - it starts off so strong and you think 'aw hell yeah', then the chorus kicks in and you think 'fuck's this??')

Titan TV: The TVs seem keener than everyone else to kill Skibidis for the sake of it. I expect TTv has been casually cruel to their enemies in a way that would make the other Titans go '...was that really necessary?'

G-Toilet: Uh, genocided humanity.

50. A memory they’ve blocked out

Previously answered for the Titans here and G-Toilet here.

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(All answers from the question list)

(Original post with list of questions)

[the-splodge]

I was actually thinking moreso Alphys vs. Sans but it absolutely applies to Undyne too

Oof yeah… I’ve seen. A LOT of Alphys’ actions credited to Sans’ (I’m giving people the benefit of the doubt and saying that was accidentally here?) and it’s like? Okay!

(okay actually tho was sans a scientist or did people just jump on that physics book + the implications that gaster was connected to the skeleton bros and did that become fanon? cause iirc that’s fanon yeah?)

yep… genocide!Undyne is often exactly what I see people portraying sans as and it’s like? Okay cool, you have a favourite dude, can’t blame you for that!

but also Undyne is fighting you to stop you and save the monsters and avenge people!! She’s angry! She’s determined!

and sure, sans’ thinks you’re a piece of shit, but the way I saw it is that he’s only fighting you because his hand has been forced? like. he’s the judge, and this is the role he has to carry out - if he was REALLY as pissed at Frisk through their genocide run as some depictions I’ve seen, he would have canonically fought Frisk a LOT sooner

[fantasyinvader]

...I just want to do this.

I'm watching a video by Illuminaughtii on how we need to stop romanticizing serial killers, mostly based on the movies pushed out by Netflix.It honestly reminds me a lot of the issues with Gundam IBO and, by extension, the Fodlan games.

The problem with IBO is it's direction. If we go by interviews, the director always intended for the protagonists to end up digging their own grave. It was a show with villain protagonists, though the producers dictated that it had to appears as close to "good vs. evil" as it could. The director's solution to this was to make it so the audience wouldn't question the protagonists, wouldn't think they were wrong or misguided.

In short the anime empathized with it's villain protagonists, made the audience understand why they were doing the things they were doing and trying to make them seem like they were the good guys.

In execution this means as Tekkadan recruits more and more children into their ranks, it's framed as a good thing while the show is basically listing all the push factors for child soldier recruitment. That we are meant to go along with their belief that they need to complete any mission they are hired to do no matter what the cost, and that crushing their opponents is the way to go. The AV system, something Tekkadan uses extensively, is treated as simply being taboo while out-of-universe sources state it's completely illegal while Tekkadan's enemies are meant to be demonized for using illegal weapons. That we the audience should want to avenge a guy who took runaway girls, employed them in his smuggling operations, made them part of the mafia, called them his "daughters" while they compared their situation to being in a woman's shelter," slept with them saying they came to him including the girls he's known from a young age, got them pregnant, then would put their babies on his ships while they smuggle and fight off pirates, and did all of this to hook up with the woman he "loves." That Tekkadan put a corrupt politician into office during the first season or that Kudelia's character arc involves her abandoning her former ideals and ending up as a pawn of the mafia is meant to be seen as good.

To the show's credit, it seems to have a message of "don't blindly follow along, question your leaders" and at points will drop lines that are meant to call things into question. That you, the audience, need to stop going along with that information and process what is being said. But that's not what people took away.

You have people saying Tekkadan fought for Martian independence, yet in the show they joined McGillis in order to be kings of Mars. That they fought to make sure there would be no more child soldiers like them, yet they recruited hundreds of kids according to numbers given by staff and had no problem killing child soldiers the other side used. They want to spin the ending as Tekkadan being the winners, and any nasty things they did was okay because the other side wasn't humanized enough.

God, I'm getting flashbacks of people supporting Flit "Grandpa Genocide" Asuno from Gundam AGE with that last one.

And of course, you have the people demanding a sequel where Tekkadan are avenged...even having the MC's son do it. That people say IBO is pro-war. Considering G-Witch features the MC being used by her mom for revenge, and using an illegal mobile suit and labeled a witch (due to the witch hunt for people involved with Gundams. Fun fact: the creators have said people are hunting Tekkadan survivors down to bring them to justice) it feels like Gundam is tackling what IBO accidentally said by proxy.

We see a lot of these same issues pop up in the Fodlan games. That we are meant to emphasize with Edelgard no matter what route we play. That we should feel bad about fighting her and for her. You know, instead of feeling bad for HER GODDAMN VICTIMS! And of course, you have people trying to make any good change after the game be directly because of her and for her to be the "real" good guy rather than the villain (possibly protagonist) she was meant to be.

Here's hoping G-Witch continues to be good, and that Engage doesn't try this shit again.

[skyetorrin]

Whumptober 2022 - Prompt No. 1

Prompt No 1: A Little Out Of The Ordinary

Adverse Effects | Unconventional Restraints | “This Wasn’t Supposed To Happen.”

Summary: Loki gets shot during an Avengers mission.

Content Warnings: Blood (not detailed), Genocide (mentioned), Gun Shot Wound (not detailed), Medical Injection (brief, not detailed), Negative Self Talk (semi-detailed), Racism (mentioned), Swearing (minor)

@whumptober-archive

Also posted on ao3 here.

“Brother! Watch out!” Thor yelled. Loki turned to look at him but before he could he was hit in the abdomen with a bullet. He collapsed, and Thor rushed over. “Banner! My brother has been shot!”

“Shit. Bring him to the quinjet as fast as you can.” Bruce rushed around the quinjet, trying to find the medical supplies. He managed to find a couple of gauze pads and some standard level painkillers.

“Wait did you say Rock of Ages has been shot?” Tony cursed. “Alright we’ll be back to the quinjet in 10.”

They rushed quickly back to the tower in the quinjet, Bruce holding pressure on the wound in Loki’s abdomen.

“Quick! Someone get the asgardian medicine. He’s crashing!” Bruce yelled, his skin tinged green on the edges.

Doctors rushed into the room where they had brought Loki, trying to get everything they needed, all while the rest of the team was waiting anxiously outside. Loki seized on the table, prompting Bruce to inject him with the medicine the other doctors finally retrieved.

Loki stopped seizing at the same time that a dark blue color started to cover his body. Markings slowly appeared on his skin and it grew colder, causing Bruce to step back and call in Thor.

“Thor? Do you know what’s happening?”

“Oh norns.” Thor shook his head. “This is my brother’s original form. He is most ashamed of it.” Loki started stirring behind them, making Thor and Bruce snap back to where Loki was laying.

“How are you feeling Loki?” Bruce asked as he checked his vitals.

“Like I shot by a bunch of HYDRA soldiers.” He deadpanned, blinking his eyes open.

“That would be expected.” Bruce hesitated before continuing. “Listen Loki, you were seizing so we had to give you some medication because you lost so much blood. Unfortunately, the medicine was something we had synthesized for Thor so it had some, unusual side effects on you.”

“What do you mean?” Loki attempted to sit up, growling when he realized he was too weak.

“It may have accidentally reverted you back to your frost giant form but I swear it wasn’t supposed to do that.” Loki looked down at where his arms were resting, his breath picking up when he realized he was in fact in his frost giant form.

“I’m a monster.” He whispered, breath shaky. He was in full blown panic by the time Bruce opened his mouth to speak.

“Thor I think it would be more beneficial if you waited outside. I’ll talk to Loki.” Bruce slowly walked over to where Loki was laying, shaking and staring up at the ceiling. “Can I touch you?”

Loki shook his head. “You’ll get hurt if you do. I told you. I’m a monster.”

“Okay I won’t touch you. But you aren’t a monster Loki.”

“Just look at me! I’m hideous. My eyes are blood red and my skin looks terrifying.” Loki sobbed out, attempting to sit up once more.

“Loki, you’re talking to someone who turns into a giant green being on the regular.” Bruce pointed out. “If they don’t hate me, then they won’t hate you.”

Loki shook his head. “Thor will. He hates frost giants. Wanted them all dead. Thought they were monsters. They are monsters.”

Bruce froze, mouth gaping as he took in this information. “I’m going to be right back okay Loki?” Loki nodded his head, but didn’t say anything else. Bruce stepped outside and took a second to regain his composure.

“Banner! How is he? Can I see him?” Thor popped up out of the seat he was currently residing in once he saw that Bruce had exited the room.

“I don’t know if that's a good idea Thor. His mental stability is really low right now and quite frankly I think you would just make it worse.”

“What do you mean Banner?”

“Well…” Bruce paused, trying to figure out how to tell Thor his baby brother probably wouldn’t want to see him because of the mass genocide Thor wanted to commit against frost giants. “He’s afraid you think he’s a monster.”

With that, Bruce turned around and heading back into the room where Loki was. “I told your brother you probably wouldn’t want to see him right now, I hope thats okay.”

Loki simply nodded and said a soft “thank you” before turning away from Bruce.

Loki ended up staying in the medical room for the next few days until he finally had enough energy to move around. Then he moved back to his room in the Avengers tower and hid in there. He made sure to avoid Thor and the other Avengers, only allowing Bruce in his room.

“You should talk to your brother Loki.” Bruce mentioned one day when they were eating lo mien from the Chinese restaurant across the street.

“I don’t want to. Not like this.”

“He cares about you, and he’s doesn’t have the same views he did as a child.” Loki sighed, putting the chopsticks into the container and setting it down on the table.

“Will it get you to stop pestering me?”

“Yes.”

“Fine. Jarvis, can you call Thor for me?”

“Of course Reindeer Games.” Loki swore under his breath.

“Norns. I forgot Tony’s penchant for ridiculous nicknames.” Loki sat back with a sigh, picking his noodles back up. If he was going to have to talk to his brother he was going to at least have his noodles with him.

Thor burst into the room, a large grin on his face. “Brother! I was beginning to think you hated me.”

“If you keep yelling I might.” Loki continued to eat his noodles, making it a point to stare anywhere but Thor.

“Banner told me you thought I would hate you for this?” Loki could only nod as he tried to keep the gradual tears from spilling out. “I do not hate you brother. I could never hate you. It was wrong of me in our youth to hate frost giants so. I have learned much in my time with the Avengers.”

It was then than Loki lost his war with his mental stability, tears finally flowing down his face. “Can I hug you brother?” Loki nodded, and Thor quickly enveloped him. The blue in Loki’s skin started slowly receding and the red in his eyes faded.

Loki looked to where Bruce was still sitting, the shock on Loki’s face clear. Bruce gave an encouraging nod and Loki clutched on to Thor even tighter. “I love you brother. Blue skin or not.”

“You really mean that?”

“I do.”

“Thank you.” Loki breathed out, still clutching tightly to Thor.

[worstloki]

maybe it cause loki is a villain with a smugness is why? lol some villains are liked for some reasons who are we to judge like for example loki, joker and draco malfoy seem be like villains

There’s nothing wrong with liking villains, it’s just that in both the films and comics Loki has been recently proven himself on many occasions to fall more under anti-hero (or hero!) and displays effort to be/is morally better than his relative designated hero (Thor). Decent comparisons here would be in regards to characters who were raised bad, looked down on by their own, and then wound up on the good side anyway, so Zuko and a mix of Sirius/Regulus would be better comparisons to be made here. 

While characters like Azula and Draco have the possibility for it they weren’t given redemption because of where the texts ended. Their contributions to villainy can be read as resulting from the abusive environments they were raised in and without that need to prove themselves a part of their family/organization there is much room to develop, especially since the plot cuts off after their reasons to remain bad have been eliminated. While some people like the villainous aspects (which, totally fine and understandable) some people find the idea of never being too far gone to be redeemed inspiring. The difference here is that whether either character decides to be better or doesn’t is left to interpretation (don’t @ me about the a:tla comics or the cursed child, i’m not talking about them rn). For this category I would only put Loki if it referred solely to Thor 1 or the comics before Kid Loki. I think a better comparison here could be to Ava or Killmonger (if he had lived) because of where their narratives cut off.

The Joker is... the Joker... and I’m pretty sure he’s not even trying for anything like a redemption? Of what I’ve read he doesn’t show remorse or guilt over his actions nor does he try to undo his work or have a purpose other than homicide? Not sure who to compare to but lets go with Sozin/Azulon/Ozai trifecta and Moldymort. 

There’s plenty of factors that could be involved, and “smug villain” can 100% be a reason on it’s own too. I just. Don’t like to simplify it that much. And the Thing about this though is that regardless of where the hero or villain status might lie people tend to decide which characters they like based off what they find entertaining or worth personally investing in, which is why patterns between favourites are always fun to take a look at, and why one person might define villain as synonymous with morally bad/evil while another will equate it to being an antagonist. 

[lizzie-is-here]

acta, non verba

avengers: endgame: part i

summary: five years after the snap, scott lang appears with an opportunity to undo the universal genocide.

wordcount: 9.6k (HOLY FUCK, highkey really proud of this)

warnings: cussing, arguing, violence, death, angst, brief discussion of kinks, steve’s ass

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“Mom never wears anything I buy her,” Tony said to Morgan, carrying her inside for lunch. As she laughed and messed with his beard, Tony caught a glimpse of a car pulling up in the driveway. A part of him was suspicious. It had been a while since he’d had visitors.

When Steve, Nat, and the Ant-Guy stepped out, he was ready to curse your name and pretend he somehow didn’t notice them. If any afterlife existed, he was sure this would be your doing.

As Tony disappeared into his house, the other three figured he wouldn’t return. But five minutes later he was carrying a tray of chocolate milk, pouring a glass for each person as Scott explained his recent discovery. He hadn’t been snapped as originally thought, instead stuck in the quantum realm for only five hours as five years passed in the outside world.

And now he wanted to time travel.

“No. We know what it sounds like.”

Steve spoke up when he saw the doubt in Tony’s eyes. “Tony, after everything you’ve seen, is anything really impossible?”

The Iron Man sighed. “Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck scale… which then triggers the Deutsch Proposition. Can we agree on that?” He handed Steve a glass. “In layman’s terms, it means you’re not coming home.”

“I did,” Scott offered.

“No. You accidentally survived. It’s a billion-to-one cosmic fluke. And now you wanna pull a… What do you call it?”

Scott took the glass offered to him. “A time heist?”

“Yeah, a time heist. Of course. Why didn’t we think of this before?” A hint of sarcasm crept into his voice. “Oh, because it’s laughable. Because it’s a pipe dream.”

“The stones are in the past,” Steve said definitively. Whether or not Tony was on board, he was going to try. “We could go back, we could get them.”

“We can snap our own fingers. We can bring everybody back.” Nat’s mind drifted back to the long girls’ nights, sipping champagne and giggling over designer dresses with price tags that would deter most anyone else. Stark’s voice snapped her from her daydream.

“Or screw it up worse than he already has, right?”

“I don’t believe we would.”

Tony smirked. “Gotta say it. I sometimes miss that giddy optimism. However, high hopes won’t help if there’s no logical, tangible way for me to safely execute said time heist. I believe the most likely outcome will be our collective demise.”

“Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel. All right?” Scott sat in one of the two patio chairs. “It means no talking to our past selves, no betting on sporting events-”

Tony held a hand up. “I’m gonna stop you right there, Scott. Are you seriously telling me that your plan to save the universe is based on Back to the Future?” Scott hesitated, trying to decide if he wanted to be honest or preserve his dignity. “Is it?”

“No.”

“Good. You had me worried there. ‘Cause that would be horseshit. That’s not how quantum physics works.”

Nat decided to intervene before Tony completely obliterated Lang’s confidence. “Tony. We have to take a stand.”

“We did stand. And yet, here we are.”

“I know you got a lot on the line. You got a wife, a daughter,” Scott said. “But I lost someone very important to me. A lotta people did. And now, now we have a chance to bring her back, to bring everyone back, and you’re telling me that you won’t even-”

“That’s right, Scott. I won’t even. I can’t.” The screen door opening and closing cut him off, Morgan leaping into her dad’s arms.

“Mommy told me to come and save you.” Tony sighed contentedly.

“Good job. I’m saved.” He turned back to the three dejected superheroes. “I wish you were coming here to ask me something else. Anything else. I’m honestly happy to see you guys, I know (Y/N) would be happy to see this little get-together, I just…”

“Auntie (Y/N)?” Nat wanted to cry as the little girl perked up curiously.

“Yeah, Maguna. Auntie (Y/N). Look, the table’s set for six.”

Steve reached out to grab his friend’s arm. “Tony. I get it. And I’m happy for you. I really am. But this is a second chance.”

“I got my second chance right here, Cap.” He shrugged his shoulder where Morgan was laying. “Can’t roll the dice on it. If you don’t talk shop, you can stay for lunch.” He went inside without another word. The trio exchanged glances before Nat spoke up.

“I don’t know about you boys, but I’m not passing up free lunch.” She ambled into the cozy home, soaking up every detail. While Tony had sent her a few pictures of the home, asking what paint colors Pepper might like, she’d never actually visited. Hell, this was her first time meeting little Morgan. The child ran up to Nat as the redhead stood in the doorway.

“Can I show you my toys?” Nat nodded as Morgan tugged her along, waving politely to Pepper as she passed, who was preparing some sandwiches and fruit.

Morgan’s room had more toys than a toy store, some tucked in a corner, others scattered around as a definite tripping hazard to Tony. A scrapbook was amongst a handful of teddy bears. Bending down to scoop it up, Nat flipped through it as Morgan hopped up on her bed to peer over her shoulder.

“That’s Aunt (Y/N),” she said, pointing to a shot of you after you’d won the case against Ross, smiling wide with a La Croix in your hand. The picture was surrounded by rhinestones and sparkly hearts.

“Oh yeah? Tell me about her.”

“…I don’t know a lot.” Nat nodded in understanding, sitting down on the plush bed.

“That’s alright. I can tell you about her.”

When Steve knocked on the door a while later, Nat’s hands were flying as she regaled the little girl with stories about their friend. Morgan was rapt with attention, eyes wide as Nat spun story after story.

“Uncle Steve!” His eyes widened as she slid off the bed. From the way she hugged him, it seemed Tony had spoken highly of him. Nat smiled, confirming his suspicions that Morgan had treated her similarly.

“Hey, kid. You ready for lunch?” He picked her up effortlessly, Nat following them to the dining room. Scott sat politely, hands in his lap as if the tablecloth would burn him.

They ate, conversation light and punctuated by Morgan’s interjections about how she had begun feeding the ducks in the lake. Nat couldn’t help but laugh as the young girl demonstrated how she threw the bread, hitting Scott square in the face with a piece of crust. By the time lunch was over, they all knew every name of the countless ducklings that had recently hatched.

They bid farewell to Tony and headed back to the car.

“Well, he’s scared,” Nat concluded.

“He’s not wrong.”

Scott was still confused. “Yeah, but, I mean, what are we gonna do? We need him. What, are we gonna stop?”

“No, I wanna do it right,” Steve said. “We’re gonna need a really big brain.”

“Bigger than his?”

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Later that night, as Tony washed dishes, he drifted off in his thoughts. His lack of attention caused him to fumble the sink nozzle, spraying water everywhere.

As he wiped off the shelves, a picture caught his eye. You and him on either side of Peter, who held an MIT certificate. Both of your deaths were a point of guilt for him. The kid he’d felt responsible for and one of his best friends, neither of which he was able to save. Maybe it was worth one last risk.

“I’ve got a… mild inspiration. I’d just like to see if it checks out,” he said to FRIDAY. His holo-table projected a few images. “So, I’d like to run one last sim before we pack it in for the night. This time, in the shape of a Möbius strip. Inverted, please.”

“Processing…”

“Right, give me the eigenvalue of that particle, factoring in spectral decomp. That’ll take a second.”

“Just a moment.”

“And don’t worry if it doesn’t pan out,” he said, sipping his water. “I’m just kinda…”

“Model rendered.” FRIDAY ran a few automatic adjustments as Tony watched with mild interest.

Then, a few beeps followed by a line of text popped up.

‘Model Successful.’

Who knew that time travel would be invented on an otherwise boring taco night? As Tony sat back in awe of his own creation, he flung his hands out.

“Shit,” he exclaimed.

“Shit!” He whirled around, catching his five-year-old grinning back at him. He quickly shushed her, praying to you that Pepper wouldn’t hear.

“What are you doing up, little miss?”

“Shit,” she parroted again.

“Nope. We don’t say that. Only Mommy says that word. She coined it. It belongs to her.”

“Why are you up?” she asked.

“‘Cause I’ve got some important shit going on here! Why do you think?” His daughter tilted her head and raised an eyebrow much like you used to do. “No, I got something on my mind. I got something on my mind.” Yeah, the fate of the universe that just happened to lay in the palm of his hand. But Morgan didn’t care for that.

“Was it juice pops?”

Tony glanced back at the model glowing above the table. “Sure was.” And back to his daughter. “That’s extortion. That’s a word. What kind do you want? Great minds think alike.” He took her hand and helped her hop down the last stair.

“Juice pops exactly… was on my mind.”

After they’d gotten an orange juice pop (much better than grape), Tony returned Morgan to her room.

“You done? Yeah?” he asked, before taking the last bite. “Now you are. Here. Wipe.” He rubbed a bit of orange residue from her chin.

“Good. That face goes there.” He gently shoved her onto the pillow as she laughed.

“Tell me a story.”

“A story… Once upon a time, Maguna went to bed. The end.”

“That is a horrible story,” she complained.

“C’mon, that’s your favorite story.” At her pout, Tony sighed. “Fine. What do you want it to be about?”

“Auntie (Y/N)!” Ouch. Right to the heart. This kid was merciless.

“Oh, really? Alright. Once upon a time, Auntie (Y/N) said that… Maguna should be asleep.” The little girl groaned.

“She wouldn’t say that!” she exclaimed. Tony knew she wouldn’t. She’d stay up and get up to all kinds of mischief with her. And Tony knew he would give anything for that, even if he lost some sleep. He knew what he had to do.

“Love you tons,” he said, kissing her forehead.

“I love you 3000.”

“Wow. 3,000. That’s crazy.” He turned off the lamp. “Go to bed or I’ll sell all your toys.” He gently closed the door as she giggled, waiting for him to get far enough down the hallway before scooping up the scrapbook, opening it to a picture of you, and setting it on her nightstand.

“I love you 3,000 too,” she whispered.

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Steve was far too old for this.

Getting Bruce involved was possibly the worst and best decision possible. As the mixture of Hulk and Banner furiously flipped switches to get Scott back from the experimental run of time travel, Steve felt like his head was gonna explode. It was unorganized and risky. You would’ve loved it.

“Somebody peed my pants. But I don’t know if it was baby me or old me. Or just me me,” Scott confessed.

“Time travel!” Bruce exclaimed. Steve needed to take a walk. The Compound was far quieter nowadays. No bustling employees, no arguing between Sam and Bucky. No loud laughter from you, Nat, and Wanda. It was unsettling in the same way empty airports were. Far too still.

Once he was outside, he relaxed slightly. Until a loud engine disrupted his calm. The sports car that veered into the parking lot caused him to narrow his eyes until the car almost ran over his toes. Only two people he knew drove like that. Nat, who was inside, and Tony.

The genius rolled down his window and Steve blinked in mild acknowledgment.

“Why the long face?” Stark asked. “Lemme guess. He turned into a baby.”

“Among other things, yeah. What are you doing here?”

Tony danced around the question. “It’s the EPR paradox. Instead of pushing Lang through time, you might’ve wound up pushing time through Lang. It’s tricky, dangerous. Somebody could have cautioned you against it.”

“You did,” Steve admitted.

“Oh, did I?” There was no malice in his tone. “Well, thank God I’m here.” He held up a bracelet. “Regardless, I fixed it. A fully functioning space-time GPS.”

At Steve’s shock, he threw up a peace sign. “I just want peace. Turns out, resentment is corrosive, and I hate it.”

“Me too.”

Tony sighed. “We got a shot at getting those stones but I gotta tell you my priorities. Bring back what we lost, I hope, yes. Keep what I found, I have to, at all costs. And maybe not die trying. Would be nice.”

“Sounds like a deal.” Steve stuck out his hand, Tony taking it and giving it a firm shake. The latter opened the trunk of the car, lifting out the shield and unceremoniously dumping more of Morgan’s toys off of it. Steve let out a deep sigh. “Tony, I don’t know.”

“Why? He made it for you,” he said, a stark contrast to that fateful day in Siberia. “Plus, honestly, I have to get it out of the garage before Morgan takes it sledding.”

Steve slipped it on. “Like (Y/N) did?” When you had stolen the SHIELD one snowy day, you had far underestimated the lack of friction vibranium possessed and reached breakneck speeds on the patriotic disc. Nat had raced you on a SHIELD-issued snowmobile, nearly running you over when you made a sudden swerve. You’d almost wrecked into a group of new agents as you’d zoomed past, screaming at the top of your lungs. Tony nodded.

“Morgan’s obsessed with her, you know? She’s all she wants to hear about.” Steve smiled at the little girl’s antics.

“Thank you, Tony.”

“Will you keep that a little quiet?” the shorter man asked, gesturing to the shield. “Didn’t bring one for the whole team. We are getting the whole team, yeah?”

“We’re working on that right now.”

———————————————————————

The team was certainly together, Tony thought as he dragged a giant pipe through the Compound he used to call home.

“You’re drifting left. One side there, Lebowski,” he called as Thor stumbled. Seeing the god after all these years was jarring. He had gained a lot of weight in his depression, plus the reek of alcohol. At least when Tony and you had had drinking problems, you’d drank more expensive wines or whiskeys, not cheap beers.

“Ratchet, how’s it going?” The raccoon hung upside down from the platform.

“It’s Rocket. Take it easy, you're only a genius on Earth, pal.” Tony’s brows raised at the sass before Thor belched from behind him.

A while later, Clint was suited up for the test run. As odd as it was to see his hair spiked and with a full sleeve of tattoos, he hadn’t changed much. Other than the five-year murder spree.

“Now, Clint, you’re gonna feel a little discombobulated from the chronoshift. Don’t worry about that,” Bruce explained as Nebula adjusted a few finishing details.

“Wait, let me ask you something,” Rhodey cut in. “If we can do this, go back in time, why don’t we just find baby Thanos? You know, and…” He pantomimed strangling motions.

“First of all, that’s horrible.”

“It’s Thanos.”

“Secondly, time doesn’t work that way. Changing the past doesn’t change the future.”

Scott interrupted from his place on the other side of the room. “Look, we go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them. Thanos doesn’t have the stones. Problem solved.”

“Bingo,” Clint monotoned.

“That’s not how it works,” Bruce insisted.

The archer singsonged. “Well, that’s what I heard.”

“Wait, but who? Who told you that?” Rhodey held up a hand as he began listing names of shows and movies.

“Star Trek, Terminator, Timecop, Time After Time-“

“Quantum Leap,” Scott offered.

“-Wrinkle in Time, Somewhere in Time-“

“Hot Tub Time Machine.”

“Hot Tub Time Machine- wait, wasn’t that the one with the guy that looked like Barnes?” Clint nodded before Rhodey continued.

“Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure. Basically, any movie that deals with time travel.”

“Die Hard? No, that’s not one,” Scott mumbled.

“This is known,” Rhodey concluded.

Bruce sighed exasperatedly. “I don’t know why everyone believes that, but that isn’t true. Think about it. If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future, and your former present becomes the past, which can’t now be changed by your new future.”

“Exactly,” Nebula said.

“So Back to the Future is a bunch of bullshit?”

———————————————————————

Clint stood on the platform, ready to go back in time. He’d originally suggested going back to Sokovia to retrieve Pietro, but the unknown slew of side effects of pulling someone dead to the future combined with the moral dilemma it presented weren’t worth the risk. At least not at the moment.

“All right, Clint. We’re going in three, two, one.” The platform below seemed to fold in on itself, forming a glowing tunnel. Clint was sucked in, and the rest of the team held their breath as they waited.

A few moments later, he reappeared, cradling a baseball glove.

“Lila!” he yelled. Nat ran up to him as she scanned his body for visible injuries.

“Hey. Hey, look at me. You okay?” She helped him to his feet. Through gasping pants, he handed off the glove.

“It worked.”

Once they’d reconvened in a meeting room, Tony set up several screens outlining each Infinity Stone.

“Okay, so the how works,” Steve said from one side of the room. “Now we gotta figure out the when and the where. Almost everyone in this room has had an encounter with at least one of the six Infinity Stones.“

“Or substitute the word ‘encounter’ for ‘damn near been killed’ by one of the six Infinity Stones,” Tony said from the other.

“Well I haven’t,” Scott announced, “but I don’t even know what the hell you’re all talking about.” If he expected anyone to elaborate, he was let down.

Bruce ignored him and moved on. “Regardless, we only have enough Pym Particles for one round-trip each. And these stones have been in a lot of different places throughout history.”

“Our history,” Tony added. “So not a lot of convenient spots to just drop in, yeah?”

Clint picked up his insinuation. “Which means we have to pick our targets.”

“Correct.”

“So, let’s start with the Aether. Thor, what do you know?” When Steve called out for the god, all eyes turned to find him passed out in the corner, beer still in hand.

“Is he asleep?” Nat asked.

Rhodey piped up. “No, no. I’m pretty sure he’s dead.”

After waking him up and reiterating Steve’s question, Thor ambled up to the front of the room.

“Uh, where to start? Umm… The Aether, firstly, is not a stone. Someone called it a stone before.” He pointed at Steve, who narrowed his eyes. “Um, it’s more of an angry sludge sort of a thing… so someone’s gonna need to amend that and stop saying that.” A few people exchanged glances. This was far from the Thor they remembered.

“Here’s an interesting story though, about the Aether. My grandfather, many years ago, had to hide the stone from the Dark Elves. Ooh. Scary beings.” He made a few spooky sounds.

“So, Jane, actually-“ He tapped the screen. “Oh, there she is. Yeah, so Jane was an old flame of mine. You know, she stuck her hand inside a rock this one time, and then the Aether stuck itself inside her…”

Steve tilted his head. There was definitely an inappropriate joke there that he couldn’t piece together. Nat could practically hear you cackling and making an innuendo. Just more motivation to get these stones.

“…and she became very, very sick. And so I had to take her to Asgard, which is where I’m from, and we had to try and fix her.” Scott nodded along.

“We were dating at the time, you see, and I got to introduce her to my mother… who’s dead and, um… Oh, you know, Jane and I aren’t even dating anymore, so…” Bruce frantically signaled for him to stop but Thor barreled on.

“Yes, these things happen, though. You know? Nothing lasts forever. The only thing that-“ Tony patted his back and tried to get him to step down.

“Why don’t you come sit down?”

Thor shoved him off. “I’m not done yet. The only thing that is permanent in life is impermanence.”

Tony clapped a few times. “Awesome. Eggs? Breakfast?”

“No. I’d like a Bloody Mary.”

After the ingredients had been acquired and Thor had finally sat down, Rocket stepped up to the table to debrief the team about the Power Stone. He stepped around containers of Chinese takeaway.

“Quill said he stole the Power Stone from Morag.”

“Is that a person?” Bruce asked.

“No, Morag’s a planet. Quill was a person.”

Mouth full, Scott asked, “Like a planet? Like in outer space?”

“Oh, look. It’s like a little puppy, all happy and everything.” Rocket petted Scott’s hair mockingly. “Do you wanna go to space? You wanna go to space, puppy? I’ll take you to space.”

It was a day later before the debriefings could continue, the interruptions becoming too much. Scott had been just about ready to strangle the damn rodent by the time he finished his noodles.

Nebula was in charge of explaining the Soul Stone, and any fooling around was immediately stopped by her cold glare.

“Thanos found the Soul Stone on Vormir.”

“What is Vormir?” Nat asked, taking a few organized notes.

“A dominion of death at the very center of celestial existence. It’s where Thanos murdered my sister.” An uncomfortable silence carried on before Scott spoke up.

“Not it.”

———————————————————————

“That Time Stone guy.”

“Doctor Strange.”

There wasn’t anyone who knew much about the green Stone, so Nat, Tony, and Bruce were reduced to figuring out the rest.

“Yeah, what kind of doctor was he?” she asked.

She and Tony were sprawled on the table, surrounded by books and papers while Bruce lay on the floor not far away. Normally, you would be the one draped dramatically across a random table, but they figured they could try your tried-and-true method.

“Ear-nose-throat meets rabbit-from-hat,” Tony replied.

“Nice place in the Village, though,” Bruce added.

“Yeah, on Sullivan Street?”

“Mm, Bleecker Street.”

Nat stopped twirling the pen in her hand. “Wait, he lived in New York?”

“No, he lived in Toronto,” Tony insisted.

Bruce grew slightly annoyed. “Uh, yeah, on Bleecker and Sullivan.”

“Have you been listening?” the billionaire asked.

“Guys. If you pick the right year, there are three stones in New York.”

Both of the men sat up, sending various papers and books on time and quantum theory flying off of the table.

“Shut the front door.”

———————————————————————

Another day later, everything was in place.

“All right. We have a plan. Six stones, three teams, one shot.” They separated to suit up, and an hour later, for the first time in five years, the Avengers were ready for a new mission.

Once they got onto the platform, Steve began his speech.

“Five years ago, we lost. All of us. We lost friends. We lost family. We lost a part of ourselves. Today we have a chance to take it all back. You know your times. You know your missions.”

They circled up, each putting a hand in the center.

“Get the stones, get them back. One round-trip each. No mistakes… no do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. That doesn’t mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other.”

“This is the fight of our lives… and we’re gonna win.” Tony smiled at the super-soldier.

“Whatever it takes,” Steve finished. “Good luck.”

“He’s pretty good at that,” Rocket said, Scott agreeing.

Next, Tony yelled to Bruce. “All right, you heard the man. Stroke those keys, Jolly Green.”

While Bruce made some last-minute adjustments, finishing details and plans were laid down. Nat bounced on her toes. If all went right, she’d be seeing you and Wanda again soon. She had even gone out of her way to buy your favorite ice cream and drop it off back at the Tower.

As a few beeps rang out, she turned to Steve. “See you in a minute,” she joked.

The reflective panels above the platform undulated as the machinery below it spun, once again opening the glowing portal. As everyone’s helmets engaged, they were tugged in.

———————————————————————

New York, 2012.

When Steve, Tony, Bruce, and Scott popped into the Battle of New York, they were met with chaos. Their suits disengaged before Steve took the lead, once again in his old suit to avoid suspicion.

“All right, we all have our assignments. Two stones uptown, one stone down. Stay low. Keep an eye on the clock.”

A thud alerted the group to the Hulk smashing his way through the street, tossing cars and smashing Chitauri. Bruce covered his face in embarrassment.

“Maybe smash a few things along the way,” Steve suggested. Bruce did so, although rather unenthusiastically. He gently shoved a motorcycle over before roaring softly.

The other three began infiltrating what was then Stark Tower.

“Better hustle, Cap. Things look like they’re just about wrapped up here.” From his vantage point, Tony could see the team surrounding Loki. It was odd seeing himself, maybe even more so seeing you alive once again.

He snuck in, immediately deactivating his suit to avoid being spotted. The red and gold were a bit too ostentatious for stealth.

“If it’s all the same to you, I’ll have that drink now,” Loki quipped.

2012 Tony ignored him. “All right, get him on his feet. We can all stand around posing up a storm later. (Y/N), you gonna set up a photoshoot for us?”

“Ha. As if I’d subject myself to even more PR. I’m taking a vacation,” you said. Even though Tony had prepared for it, your voice still caught him off guard.

“By the way,” past-Tony continued, “feel free to clean up.”

As past-Captain America walked through the lounge, Present-Tony scoffed. “Mr. Rogers, I almost forgot that that suit did nothing for your ass.”

“No one asked you to look, Tony.”

“It’s ridiculous.”

“I think you look great, Cap,” Scott said from his place on Tony’s shoulder, who was considering flicking him early and dooming the universe. “As far as I’m concerned, that’s America’s ass.” He saluted.

Past-Nat grabbed Loki’s scepter, waving it around. “Who gets the, uh, magic wand?”

“STRIKE team’s coming to secure it.” On cue, the elevator opened, revealing Brock Rumlow leading the group.

“We can take that off your hands,” Jasper Sitwell said.

“By all means. Careful with that thing,” she warned as Sitwell fiddled with the point. “Yeah, unless you want your mind erased. And not in a fun way,” Clint added.

“We promise to be careful,” Rumlow said, clearly annoyed.

“Who are these guys?” Scott asked.

“They are SHIELD. Well, actually HYDRA, but we didn’t know that yet,” Tony explained.

“Seriously?” he scoffed. “You didn’t? I mean, they look like bad guys.”

Past-you seemed to pick up his voice, and you scanned the room with narrowed eyes. Peeking over to where present-Tony and Scott were hiding, you barely missed them as you shrugged.

“You’re small, but you’re talking loud,” Tony hissed to Scott.

You grabbed a bottle of wine, opening it with a knife you’d swiped from a STRIKE agent. “There has to be some sort of use for that thing in the bedroom, right? I’m not crazy?” Past-you’s bold statement led to a heated debate between Clint, Nat, and you about what sort of kinks would involve brainwashing, and past-Steve watched in horror as you listed off various recreational uses before shaking his head and stepping away.

“On my way down to coordinate search-and-rescue,” he said into his comm. Loki put up another illusion: a perfect mimic of Steve.

“‘On my way down to coordinate search-and-rescue,’” he mocked in an overly-serious tone. “I mean, honestly, how do you keep your food down?” Thor barely spared him a glance before slapping a gag over his mouth.

“Shut up,” he growled. You pointed to the younger god, shoving Nat and Clint.

“Someone out there is definitely into that. The shapeshifting.”

Clint made a disgusted face. “Who?”

“Robert Heinline? Stranger in a Strange Land, 1961?” past-you suggested before frowning. “Wait, no. He was, like, mega-homophobic…” The man shrugged. “Never read it.”

As the team filed into the elevator and past-Tony situated the Tesseract, present-Tony turned to the tiny man on his shoulder. “Ooh. All right, you’re up, little buddy. There’s our stone” Scott got into position.

“All right. Flick me.” Tony didn’t hesitate, sending the small superhero flying onto past-Tony’s arm with ease. Once Scott was safely heading down the elevator, present-Tony flew from the Tower, suit activating near-instantly thanks to the nanotech.

“All right, Cap. I got our scepter in the elevator, just passing the 80th floor.”

“On it. Head to the lobby.” Present-Steve poked the button, doors opening to an elevator full of HYDRA. An infestation, one could say.

“Captain,” Sitwell greeted. “I thought you were coordinating search-and-rescue.”

“Change of plans.” If anyone noticed the sudden lack of dirt and added years of age on Captain America, they didn’t comment on it.

“Hey, Cap.” Well, maybe Rumlow noticed.

“Rumlow.” The guard in front of present-Steve, apparently wanting to take an opportunity, placed his hand on his gun. Steve knew he could win this fight. But did he feel like dealing with it? No.

“I just got a call from the secretary. I’m gonna be running point on the scepter,” he lied through his teeth, hoping the countless lessons you’d given him concealed the blatant lie.

“Sir? I don’t understand,” Sitwell said. Steve looked around before leaning in. “We got word there may be an attempt to steal it.”

“Sorry, Cap. We can’t give you the scepter.”

“I’m gonna have to call the director,” Sitwell insisted.

Steve internally rolled his eyes. His options were to fight the agents, which would be messy and draw attention, or pull a move he knew both you and Nat would be proud of.

“That’s okay. Trust me.” He leaned in. “Hail HYDRA.”

When he left the elevator without a fuss and scepter in hand, he was feeling pretty good about himself.

Tony, on the other hand, wasn’t having as fun of a time. While he had successfully gotten the Tesseract, the Hulk busting through a wall had sent the cube spinning. Loki had snatched it up instantly, disappearing off the map. He’d made a big mistake, and now he was in trouble.

“Oh, we blew it,” he groaned, throwing off the goggles he’d stolen.

As the alarms blared, present-Steve sighed. “Tony, what’s going on? Tell me you found that cube.” Of course, something had to go wrong. As he turned another corner, he came face-to-face with himself.

“Oh, you gotta be shitting me.”

“I have eyes on Loki. 14th floor,” past-Steve said into his comm. Present-Steve found it hard to believe he ever tolerated that stupid helmet, it made his head look more like an egg than it should.

“I’m not Loki, and I don’t wanna hurt you,” he said, setting down the case. The other Captain America didn’t listen, instead charging forward. The shields clashed and blows flew.

With a flying kick, past-Steve stared his doppelgänger down.

“I can do this all day,” he said.

Present-Steve groaned. “Yeah, I know. I know.” He was more out of practice than he thought. As both of them tumbled through glass and down stairs, they slammed against the ground. As they both panted, past-Steve caught sight of the compass with Peggy’s picture in it.

“Where did you get this?” he demanded. Present-Steve ignored the question and dove for the scepter, but was intercepted. He was quickly locked in a chokehold, struggling for air, until he remembered something.

“Bucky is alive,” he wheezed. When the other Steve let him go and voiced his confusion, he took the opportunity to grab Loki’s scepter and tap him in the chest. When past-Steve collapsed, present-Steve sighed, grabbed the compass and scepter, and took a moment to catch his breath.

He spared a glance at the passed-out version of himself.

“That is America’s ass,” he said.

“Um, excuse you?” When he looked up, he was met with past-you, gun lowered to your side. You chuckled at the statement as he raised his hands in surrender.

“Listen, I’m not Loki.” You shrugged good-naturedly, but aimed your gun nonetheless.

“Prove it.”

“Your favorite Disney movie is Anastasia because you like the glitter and she reminds you of Nat, you hate that I call the Tesseract a cube, and you don’t know how to calculate radicals.” You raised your eyebrows, nodding.

“Then who are you?”

“I’m from the future. 2023.” You froze, searching him for any signs of deceit. You found none.

“Holy shit. Tony invented time travel,” you whispered. A crackle and a few muffled sounds over comms had you glancing around.

“Get out of here, I’ll cover for you.”

“See you around, (Y/N),” he said, sprinting off as you helped past-Steve up.

He made his way out of the building, sneaking past guards and agents before jumping back down into the alley they arrived in.

“Cap,” Tony called. “Sorry, buddy, we got a problem.” He and Scott were sitting in an abandoned car, dejected. The latter scoffed from the backseat.

“Yeah, we do.”

“Well, what are we gonna do now?” Steve asked.

Tony was quick to defend himself from his accusatory tone. “You know what? Give me a break, Steve. I just got hit in the head with the Hulk.”

“You said that we had one shot,” Scott scoffed, pacing around the car. “This was our shot. We shot it. It’s shot. Six stones or nothing. It was six stones or nothing.”

“You’re repeating yourself, you know that? You’re repeating yourself.”

“You’re repeating yourself. You’re repeating yourself.”

“Dude. Come on!”

“No. You never wanted a time heist. You weren’t on board with the time heist.”

“I dropped the ball.”

“You ruined the time heist.”

“Is that what I did?”

“Yeah.”

Steve stepped in. “Are there any other options with the Tesseract?”

“No, no, no, there’s no other options,” Scott snapped. “There’s no do-overs. We’re both going anywhere else. We have one particle left. Each. That’s it, alright? We use that… bye-bye, you’re not going home.”

“Yeah, well, if we don’t try… then no one else is going home, either.” Tony stumbled from the car as Steve used his Captain voice.

“I got it,” he managed. “There’s another way to retake the Tesseract and acquire new particles. Little stroll down memory lane. Military installation, Garden State.” Tony and Steve shared a silent conversation before coming to a decision, leaving Scott in the dust.

“When were they both there?”

“They were there at a time… I have a vaguely exact idea.” Steve sighed.

“How vague?“

“What are you talking about? Where are we going?” Scott asked. Tony ignored him.

“I know for a fact they were there.”

“Who’s ‘they’? What are we doing?”

“And I know how I know,” Tony finished. Steve pursed his lips.

“Guys, what is it?”

“Looks like we’re improvising.” As he and Tony suited up, Scott continued to fire off questions.

“What are we improvising?” Instead of answering, Steve handed him the scepter.

“Scott, get this back to the compound.”

“What’s in New Jersey?”

“0-4,” Tony began, Steve repeating the numbers faithfully. “Uh, 0-7.”

“Excuse me.”

“1-9-7-0.” Steve glanced at him.

“Are you sure?”

“Cap? Captain? Steve?” At the incredulous looks from both of the famed superheroes, Scott backtracked slightly. “Sorry. America. Rogers. Look, if you do this, and it doesn’t work, you’re not coming back.” The two took a deep breath.

“Thanks for the pep talk, pissant,” Tony said, turning back to his friend of eleven years. “You trust me?”

“I do.”

“Your call.”

“Here we go.” They activated their suits at the same time, disappearing and leaving Scott in the alley.

———————————————————————

New Jersey, 1970.

“Clearly, you weren’t actually born here?” Tony asked as they passed a commemorative sign honoring Captain America.

“The idea of me was,” Steve corrected. He covered his face with a hat as he passed by some agents.

“Right. Well, imagine you’re SHIELD, running a quasi-fascistic intelligence organization… where do you hide it?”

“In plain sight.” Steve remembered this place from almost a decade ago, when you, Nat and him had been on the run. The barracks were still in the wrong place, and he’d bet the elevator was still hidden behind the bookshelves.

He and Tony snuck in, making their way through an awkward elevator ride with a woman that led to an even more awkward exchange.

“Good luck on your mission, Captain,” Tony said, slipping out of the elevator and leaving Steve to fend for himself.

“Good luck on your project, Doctor.” He stuttered a bit, catching the attention of the woman.

“You new here?” she asked.

“Not exactly.”

Meanwhile, Tony snuck around in the storage rooms, using his advanced glasses to scan each container.

“Come on, you bastard,” he muttered, running through the labyrinth of outdated tech and uncomfortable stools.

Finally, his glasses located it. “Gotcha.” He not-so-stealthily grabbed a briefcase before cutting through the metal bars and snatching the Tesseract.

“Back in the game.” Just as he placed the problematic shape in the briefcase, a familiar voice echoed through the room.

“Arnim, you in there? Arnim?” Tony narrowed his eyes before he caught sight of the man’s face, quickly spinning on his heels and walking the other direction.

“Hey!” Howard Stark called. “The door is this way, pal.”

“Oh, yeah.” Tony laughed awkwardly.

“Looking for Doctor Zola, have you seen him?” Howard asked.

“Yeah, Doctor Zola. No, I haven’t seen a soul.” He ran straight into a chair. “Pardon me.”

“Do I know you?” The elder Stark gave Tony a once-over.

Tony fumbled, grabbing a lanyard. “No, sir. Uh… I’m a visitor from MIT.”

“Oh, MIT. Got a name?” And Tony, in his infinite genius, pulled possibly the dumbest move he’d ever made in his years on this god-forsaken planet.

“Howard.”

“That’ll be easy to remember.”

Realizing he had to find a different surname, he scraped his mind for something non-suspicious. “Howard Potts.”

“Well, I’m Howard Stark.” He stuck out a hand, but when Tony tried to take it, he missed and only caught a finger.

“Hi.”

“Shake that, don’t pull it.”

“Yeah.”

“You look a little green around the gills there, Potts.”

Tony sighed. “I’m fine. Just long hours.”

“You wanna get some air?” Howard offered. On the way out, Tony nearly forgot the whole damn Tesseract, but Howard scooped it up for him, making small talk on the way.

Steve had an easier time, calling Hank Pym and introducing himself as Captain Stevens. Seems that the alibis were best left to you and Nat.

“Doctor Pym? This is Captain Stevens from shipping. We have a package for you.”

“Oh, well, bring it up.”

“That’s the thing, sir, we can’t.”

“I’m confused, I thought that was your job.”

“Well, it’s just… Sir, the box is glowing… and to be honest, some of our mail guys aren’t feeling that great.”

“They didn’t open it, did they?”

“Uh, yeah, they did. You better get down here.”

After Hank when running down the hallways, Steve snuck into his office, grabbing a handful of Pym Particles. Easy.

“So, flowers and sauerkraut. You got a big date tonight?” A few hallways down, Tony and Howard made their way through the building.

“Uh, my wife’s expecting,” Howard explained the sauerkraut. “And too much time at the office.” He held up the flowers.

“Congratulations,” Tony said. It felt odd congratulating his dad for himself.

“Thanks. Hold this, will ya?” Tony gladly took the flowers and canned fish.

“How far along is she?” he asked.

His dad straightened his tie. “Uh, I don’t know. She’s at the point where she can’t stand the sound of my chewing. I guess I'll be eating dinner in the pantry again.”

“I have a little girl,” Tony offered.

“A girl would be nice.” Ouch. Right to your son from half a century in the future. “Less of a chance she’d turn out exactly like me.” Wait, what?

“What’d be so awful about that?” Tony asked.

“Let’s just say that the greater good had rarely outweighed my own self-interest.” He patted him on the shoulder.

During this time, Steve dipped into a random office to hide. The woman from the elevator was ratting them out, much to his annoyance. It wasn’t until he looked at the desk that he saw what room he’d stepped into.

A framed photo of him, pre-Serum, sat proudly in a polished wood frame. Not a speck of dust was on it. He’d waltzed right into Peggy’s office.

“I said bring them in.” Her voice made its way through the glass separating her office from the next. An agent added some information before she groaned dramatically.

“Oh, for the love of- I’ll look at the weather projections.” He peered at her through the half-opened blinds, aware that this was very similar to the stalker movie you’d made him watch.

She was still gorgeous. As she flicked through a file, Steve felt a weight sink in his chest. Was it longing for what he could’ve had? Or was it guilt, knowing that he was trying to save his family and still got distracted by one reminder of his past?

Maybe he wasn’t quite ready to move on.

Tony wasn’t either. This was the most he’d ever spoken to his father without sarcasm or tension.

“So, where you at with names?” he asked.

“Well, if it’s a boy, my wife likes Elmonzo.” Tony silently thanked the universe that his mom hadn’t gotten her way.

“Huh,” he said. “Might wanna let that stew awhile. You got time.”

“Let me ask you a question,” Howard stopped him in the road. “When your kid was born, were you nervous?”

“Wildly.” Tony and Pepper had always been chaotic, and the hospital run when she had gone into labor involved lots of yelling and a brief moment on the highway where Pepper demanded he pull over and let her drive. They’d both forgotten that the car could drive itself.

“Did you feel qualified? Like you had any idea how to successfully operate that thing?”

“I literally pieced it together as I went along. I thought about what my dad did.” Tony faltered slightly as he caught sight of Steve standing by a nearby vehicle in an attempt to look official.

Howard sighed. “My old man, he never met a problem he couldn’t solve with a belt.”

“I thought my dad was tough on me,” Tony said as he looked him in the eye. “And now, looking back on it, I just remember the good stuff. You know? He did drop the odd pearl.”

“Yeah? Like what?”

Tony figured it was worth risking his secret identity. “‘No amount of money ever bought a second of time.’”

“Smart guy.”

“He did his best.”

“I’ll tell you, that kid’s not even here yet and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for him.” As he wakes away, Tony smiled to himself. A last bit of closure was perhaps exactly what he’d needed. Steve threw him a questioning head tilt, to which he held up the briefcase with an exasperated glare.

“Good to meet you, Potts.” Howard took back the sauerkraut and flowers.

“Yeah. Howard… Everything's gonna be alright.” Oh, what the hell. Tony tugged the man into a hug. “Thank you… for everything… you’ve done for this country,” he finished awkwardly. Maybe in 21 years from now, a few days from Christmas, Howard would look at his son before leaving to go to the Pentagon and remember the strange man from New Jersey. Maybe he’d piece it together in his last days alive. That his son would go on to do even greater things than he’d imagined.

But for now, Tony returned to where Steve was standing, and they vanished in plain sight, returning to 2023 in the blink of an eye.

———————————————————————

Space, 2014

After dropping off Nebula and Rhodey, Clint and Nat hopped onto the Milano and started the course for Vormir. As space zoomed past, Clint laughed.

“We’re a long way from Budapest,” he said.

Nat chuckled in return. “Yeah. God, (Y/N) is gonna be so jealous of us.” She didn’t feel too bad, though. Your last request had been for her to see the stars for you, after all.

He nodded. Space had always been an obsession of yours, and knowing you, once you were back, you would demand they take you flying.

As they caught sight of the planet, they prepared for the landing and atmospheric turbulence.

“Wow. Under different circumstances, this would be totally awesome,” Clint said, watching as the alien soil slowly grew closer.

Once they landed safely and trekked through the sand, they began working their way up the massive mountain in the middle. The sun seemed stuck in a permanent solar eclipse, sending a chill through the environment and casting a few weak rays of light.

The hike up the steep cliffs was even colder, and by the time they reached the top, snowflakes were clinging to their hair.

“I bet the raccoon didn’t have to climb a mountain,” Nat complained.

“Technically he’s not a raccoon, you know?” Clint yelled over the whistling wind.

The redhead sighed. “Oh, whatever. He eats garbage.”

“Welcome.” Both of the assassins whirled around to face the voice, Clint with his sword and Nat with her gun. A shadowy figure hovered in the darkness.

“Natasha. Daughter of Ivan.” It turned to the archer. “Clint. Son of Edith.” They slowly approached, weapons still readied.

“Who are you?” Nat asked. This ghostly figure had just told her her father’s name, something she didn’t even know.

“Consider me a guide,” it said. “to you, and to all who seek the Soul Stone.”

“Oh, good. You tell us where it is, then we’ll be on our way,” she quipped.

The floating blob mumbled in German before stepping forward, revealing the Red Skull. She’d only seen a few grainy photos, but not many others looked like the original head of HYDRA. “If only it were that easy.”

He led them along the stone platform, approaching the edge of the cliff. “What you seek lies in front of you,” he said. “As does what you fear.” The fall was steep. The ground below was stained with what they suspected to be blood. This wasn’t some sort of stronghold for the stone. This was a sacrificial altar.

“The stone’s down there,” Nat said, trying to deny the fact that one of them would die out here on foreign ground. The other wouldn’t even be able to take a body back to bury.

“For one of you,” the Red Skull confirmed. “For the other… In order to take the stone, you must lose that which you love. An everlasting exchange. A soul for a soul.”

The two assassins sat for a while at the top of the mountain, thinking through every other possibility.

“Maybe he’s making this shit up?” Clint offered. But Nat shook her head. She’d thought it through, and realized that she’d ignored a crucial part of Nebula’s story. Thanos had come with his daughter, and left with the Soul Stone. A sacrifice.

She told her friend so, and Clint agreed. They could only stay in denial for so long.

“Whatever it takes,” the Black Widow whispered.

“Whatever it takes,” the Hawkeye parroted.

“If we don’t get that stone, billions of people stay dead,” she said with conviction, rising to stand by the man.

He nodded. “Then I guess we both know who it’s gotta be.”

“I guess we do.” He took her hand before she placed her other on top of his. A look of realization crossed both of their faces.

“I’m starting to think we mean different people here, Natasha.”

She stood firm. “For the last five years, I’ve been trying to do one thing. Get to right here. That’s all it’s been about. Bringing everybody back.”

“No, don’t you get all decent on me now,” Clint joked halfheartedly.

“What, you think I wanna do it? I’m trying to save your life, you idiot,” she responded.

He scoffed. “Yeah, well. I don’t want you to. How’s that? Natasha, you know what I’ve done. You know what I’ve become.”

“Oh, I don’t judge people on their worst mistakes.”

A moment of thoughtful silence.

“Maybe you should.”

“You didn’t.”

He nodded. “You’re a pain in my ass, you know that?” She nodded too, before resting her forehead against his. He pulled away. “Okay. You win.”

He almost made it easy on her. But then he smirked, knocking her off her feet and shoving her to the ground.

“Tell my family I love ‘em,” he whispered. In response, she threw a punch and flipped him down. She aimed the widow bite at her best friend.

“You tell ‘em yourself.” She fired it at his chest, hoping it would slow him down. As she ran to the edge, however, Clint fired an explosive arrow, blowing her to the side.

He ran and leapt, only for her to jump after him and release a grappling hook. Your grappling hook. She’d always thought yours released smoother.

She attached it to Clint’s belt and let herself slip until the only thing holding her up was his hand.

“Damn you,” he groaned once he saw your emblem stuck to his tactical belt. He reached down to pull her up, but the positioning of the clip made it impossible. Nat’s breaths quickened. She was scared. For a moment, her hand reached out to grab his other one, and all he could see was the scared little Russian assassin he’d met so long ago.

“Wait!” he yelled. She glanced down before looking back up.

“Let me go,” she insisted, voice soft and strong all at once.

Clint’s hand slipped further. “No. No. Please, no,” he insisted, trying to find any way to get out of this. When she spoke again, her voice shook.

“It’s okay.”

“Please.”

She took the moment of weakness and kicked back, wrenching her hand from his grip and free-falling. And for how many people Clint had watched die, his family included, he couldn’t bear to meet her teary eyes as she fell.

So he turned away.

When he looked back again, she was gone. Snow spiraled peacefully around her body, landing on her face but refusing to melt. She looked so small on the dark rock.

As light shot up the mountain and he awoke with the orange stone in his hand, he couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t worth losing her.

———————————————————————

Avengers’ Compound, 2023.

When everyone returned, they weren’t expecting Clint to collapse on the ground. He broke down in sobs as he explained what had happened on Vormir and the mood quickly turned melancholy. No one even noticed the imposter Nebula that had returned from 2014.

The funeral was held the next day. It was small, quiet. They couldn’t tell the public about it yet. Hell, they wouldn’t even be able to tell them the full story. Time travel had to stay a secret.

“Do we know if she had a family?” Tony asked. Clint stayed silent. He was the only person other than you and Wanda she’d told about Melina, Alexei, and Yelena. As far as he knew. they’d all been dusted.

“Yeah,” Steve said. “Us.”

“What? What are you doing?” Thor asked in disbelief.

Tony’s voice was uncharacteristically quiet. “Just asked him a question.”

“Yeah, no, you’re acting like she’s dead. Why are we acting like she’s dead? We have the stones, right? As long as we have the stones, Cap, we can bring her back. Isn’t that right? So stop this shit. We’re the Avengers. Get it together.” He was in denial.

“Can’t get her back,” Clint snapped. “It can’t be undone. It can’t.” At his statement, Thor began to laugh.

“Look, I’m sorry, no offense, but you’re a very earthly being, okay? And we’re talking about space magic. And ‘can’t’ seems very definitive. Don’t you think?”

“Yeah, look, I know that I’m way outside my pay grade here. But she still isn’t here, is she? It can’t be undone. Or, that’s at least what the red, floating guy had to say. Maybe you wanna go talk to him, okay? Go grab your hammer, and you go fly and you talk to him.” Clint’s voice grew louder with each word, bitterness edging in.

“It was supposed to be me,” he said tearfully. “She sacrificed her life for that goddamn stone. She bet her life on it.” Bruce threw a bench, sending it hurtling into the lake.

“She’s not coming back. We have to make it worth it. We have to,” he said.

Steve stood. “We will.”

The rest of the day was dedicated to perfecting a gauntlet. As Tony carefully placed each stone in place, the nanotech glove surged with power. They moved it to a separate room, careful not to touch the stones.

“All right, the glove’s ready,” Rocket said, gently lifting it with his paws. “Question is, who’s gonna snap their freakin’ fingers?”

“I’ll do it,” Thor volunteered. Tony looked at him as if he’d grown another head.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s okay.” As he strode toward the most powerful object in the universe, everyone moved to stop him.

“We haven’t decided who’s gonna put that on yet,” Steve explained.

But it only served to further agitate the god. “I’m sorry. What, we’re all just sitting around waiting for the right opportunity?”

“We should at least discuss it,” Scott said.

“Look, sitting here and staring at the thing is not gonna bring everybody back. I’m the strongest Avenger, okay? So this responsibility falls upon me. It’s my duty.” Tony could feel the guilt undulating off of him in waves. He’d been helpless to save his mother, father, brother, and people. This was the best way he saw to atone.

“Normally, you’re right,” Tony said, arguing with the blind as he slowly backed him away from the gauntlet.

“Stop it! Just let me. Just let me do it,” Thor whispered. “Just let me do something good. Something right.”

Tony wasn’t about to let a very depressed, millennium-old, god of thunder put himself at risk like that. “Look, it’s not just the fact that that glove is channeling enough energy to light up a continent. I’m telling you, you’re in no condition.”

“What do you think is coursing through my veins right now?” the alcoholic asked.

“Cheez Whiz?” Rhodey asked.

Thor brushed off the comment. “Lightning. Lightning.”

“Lightning won’t help you, pal. It’s gotta be me,” Bruce spoke up. “You saw what those stones did to Thanos. They almost killed him. None of you could survive.”

“How do we know you will?” Steve asked as Bruce eyed the gauntlet.

“We don’t. But the radiation’s mostly gamma. It’s like… I was made for this.”

Across the building, 2014 Nebula had snuck away, fiddling with the time travel machine. Her loyalty to Thanos was still unwavering, movements calculated and precise as she prepared to bring the Mad Titan to Earth.

Back with the rest of the team, Bruce prepared to wield the six Infinity Stones.

“Good to go, yeah?” Tony asked. He confirmed the question as Tony called for everyone’s attention. “Okay, remember, everyone Thanos snapped away five years ago… you’re just bringing them back to now, today. Don’t change anything from the last five years.”

“Got it.” Everyone suited up, Tony lifting a projected shield to protect the archer that didn’t seem to care if he got hurt.

“FRIDAY, do me a favor and activate Barn Door Protocol, will ya?”

“Yes, boss.” Steel doors closed all around them, shutting off the room of Earth’s Mightiest Superheroes from the outside world. No way in, no way out.

“Everybody comes home,” Bruce repeated to himself. As he began to slide the glove on, the nanotech allowed it to expand to fit his giant hand, stretching and adding hot-rod-red plates. Once it was locked in place, the stones began to glow, power coursing up his arm and visibly burning through his skin.

He groaned, collapsing on one knee.

“Take it off! Take it off!” Thor yelled, watching as his friend cried out in pain.

Steve remembered being in a similar situation 80 years ago. “No, wait. Bruce, are you okay?” He didn’t receive a response as the Hulk continued to groan.

“Talk to me, Banner,” Tony said, voice slightly tinny through the helmet. Bruce winced a few times before taking some deep breaths.

“I’m okay.”

A loud bang echoed from the room where the time machine was, but no one noticed it over the thrum of the Stones and the thick metal walls.

Bruce panted heavily, energy still searing muscle from his arm. He screamed as he raised the glove, supporting it with his other hand. Through the pain, he snapped.

And 6,453 miles away, on a field in Wakanda, you opened your eyes.

a/n: lowkey super excited ab this 👀 it was gonna be normal length but then things got out of hand. enjoy loves 🤍🤍 (also i finally got around to watching moon knight and why is steven grant so goddamn fine😩)

[docgold13]

Have hope: Black Bolt was in the 2nd Dr. Strange movie. There maybe a chance for the Inhumans to return to the MCU. Also, how come the Inhumans suddenly became so unpopular?

The unpopularity of the Inhumans all channels back to an exec at Marvel named Ike Perlmutter. He was a cheap and cranky old fink who no one liked the work with. Iron Man, Cap and Avengers had made big box office money and Perlmutter hated that Fox Films was making similar revenues with their X-Men movies. He and a few other execs at Marvel/Disney put forward a mandate that X-Men and Fantastic Four comics were to become as marginalized as possible. The idea being that they didn't want to advertise for intellectual properties owned by rival film studios.

Marvel then spearheaded an initiative to push the Inhumans into a greater prominence in the Marvel Universe. Matt Fraction was tapped to write the main Inhuman book, but the execs didn't like his script because he didn't make them more like the X-Men. Fraction quit and Charles Soule came on board. Soule and James Asmus then wrote a number of Inhuman books that, while pretty fun, were most definitely X-Men style stories. And it seemed clear that Marvel was looking to essentially replace the X-Men with The Inhumans.

Understandably, this outraged many X-Men fans. And as you can imagine, comic book fans aren't exactly known for voicing their displeasure in a civil fashion. The Inhumans became hated. And this hate was exasperated by the very strange storyline of X-Men versus Inhumans were it turned out the Inhumans were accidentally causing Mutant genocide.

...and in the midst of this, ABC studios produced an Inhumans television series that had the production value of a grade D soap opera...

Ultimately, Disney acquired Fox's intellectual properties and now had the rights to The X-Men. In short order the Inhumans were shuffled off to the far corners of the Marvel Universe (complete with a murder porn book written by Donny Cates) while The X-Men were given a huge new initiative helmed by Jonathan Hickman.

[truedarkhcld]

We all going to ignore how terrifying Wanda and Vision are if you really think about it? Even if they're not enraged or evil.

Vision is basically Frankenstein's Monster. He was created from parts and was envisioned as perfect by his creator. He can phase through walls and is bulletproof, even when his density isn't increased. He's a skilled fighter and shoots rays of light or energy from his head and can cut you in half with it (as shown in What If). Vision is also incredibly intelligent. He's a robot, so naturally he'd be two or three steps ahead and you wouldn't even know.

Wanda, of course, is a witch. Witches are known to be creepy. She can manipulate minds (an entire small town full of people even, accidentally or not) with ease and it's described as painful. Wanda can show you your worst fear and she's watching it with you the entire time and isn't visible unless she wants to be (as shown with Agatha, Tony, Natasha, Bruce, and Steve). Wanda can use this to manipulate you. She can lift you off the ground high enough and then drop you, hoping you're either going to die or get severely injured. Wanda can use her magic to strangle you with red strands of energy around your neck like a cord. She can warp reality with a single sentence ("No more mutants") that was powerful enough to cause a mutant genocide by taking their powers away.

Out of all the Avengers, Wanda and Vision are the most dangerous based on the nature of their powers alone. Natasha and Bucky are highly trained fighters and killers. Wanda and Vision can kill you without any training.

[dragonsrule18]

Another dialogue from my Undertale fanfic, Hopes, Dreams, And DETERMINATION.

made on Demirramon's UT/DR Textbox Generator.

My Undyne actually know Asriel and Chara when they were alive, and not only knew them but was very close to them, almost like a big sister figure.  When Chara died and Asriel was then killed by humans, it devastated her.  Undyne and Asgore also thought there was a chance human soldiers or mercanaries would break into the mountain to attack them, so when Asgore made his fateful decree, Undyne supported him, though was much more sympathetic towards human children at first.  The death of little Benji(Green Soul) who she found and pulled from the water after he drowned after falling from a cliff while trying to pick an Echo Flower he thought would heal his sick father broke her heart.

However, the actions of Yellow Soul, who started a genocide in Snowdin and shot out Undyne's eye while she was protecting a little monster child (Justin(Yellow Soul) was hardened by grief and anger and trying to avenge his brother, who had accidentally killed some monsters and was killed by their family members, but Undyne did not know that), hardened her heart against humans, and when Andrea (Purple Soul) badly injured Asgore, Undyne became consumed with vengeance herself.  She also wanted to protect Asgore from having to kill or getting killed himself, so when Frisk fell, she went after her with a vengeance, even when Papyrus and Sans told her Frisk was good.  She finally realized they were right and spared Frisk after Papyrus and Sans confronted her and Frisk saved MK.

She befriended Frisk similarly to canon, and later that day, Frisk, Sans and Papyrus discovered the truth about what it would take to break the barrier, though Frisk of course refused to consider killing Asgore an option.  Sans and Chara told Undyne what happened. ((Sans and Undyne had found out Chara was with Frisk as a spirit a few hours earlier), and Chara finally broke down and revealed the truth that her death was a suicide in an attempt to free them.  Both Sans and Undyne were upset she did that, and when Undyne found out the reason, that monsters had written angry letters to Asgore saying Chara should be sacrificed to break the barrier, with one saying her father had Fallen Down and dusted out of despair, Undyne realized how cruel her own words to Frisk truly were, and how much damage they could have done, especially as Frisk too had been mistreated on the surface.

As the three talked, Frisk sat outside, writing ideas on how to break the barrier.  Her idea of very last resort(which she didn't want to use, but would have if all hope was lost), was to give her soul to Asgore in exchange for her little sister, up on the surface in a neglectful home, to be safe and have a better life with the monsters.  She couldn't bring herself to kill Chara's father.

Undyne came out to comfort Frisk and found the list, and was angry at Frisk for even considering that an option, saying she wouldn't lose someone else she cared about.  When Frisk asked softly, "You care about me?" Undyne realized just how cruel she had truly been and how much her words and actions could hurt someone she had come to care about.

[theabominableblogger]

My Reaction to “Avengers Endgame”

Yes- I still haven’t seen this movie.  Yes I know exactly what happens in this movie.  I mainly avoided it for a while due to overhype but with some convincing from my brother, Imma sit my butt down and try to watch this.

Pressing... play!

Right off the bat, I feel like I should warn you guys and say that I have... my opinions... about stuff.  Plus I’m a dumbass about Marvel so just bear with me.

I like that Disney Plus has to warn us about product placement

Clint!

Are we gonna see little Nathaniel running around- THERE he is!

We are gonna see Clint’s entire family get freaking obliterated

Is all the rumbling from the sky or are those airplanes freaking crashing to Earth in the distance?

What if they pulled a reverse WandaVision and showed the people getting snapped out of existence in a future film or show?  That would be freaking terrifying.

They’re [Tony and Nebula] playing paper football...

I wanna see more of THEIR interactions aboard the Milano.  The shots of them just repairing the ship are great too.

“I’m fine.  Totally fine.”  Everyone ever.

I also like you see the visual difference between Tony and Nebula.  While he’s growing gaunt and haggard from loss of oxygen, you can still see that Nebula looks absolutely fine because she’s like 75% android

So between 1995 and now, what the heck has Carol been up to?

“Thanos wiped out... 50% of all living creatures.”  So like entire ecosystems are just demolished.

*anthropology major part of my brain scrambling for answers*

“We lost.  And you [Steve] weren’t there.”  HE WAS IN WAKANDA!

Wait so the arc reactor ISN’T in Tony’s chest anymore?

“Where the hell have you [Carol] been all this time?”  Good question!

*silently bops to opening theme*

For some reason, I just really want the ship radio to randomly turn on so you just see everyone sitting awkwardly as “Piano Man” plays over the speakers

*Thanos slowly cooks his food*  Faster, all together now!  COOKING CAN BE FUN!

“I [Thanos] used the stones to destroy the stones.”  ...what?

“I am...[Thanos] inevitable.”  *starts humming “Inevitable” from TGWDLM*

“I [Thor] went for the head.”  YES YOU DID

[FIVE YEARS LATER] All righty so we’re doing this

*gasps*  Is... Steve running the therapy sit downs like Sam did in “The Winter Soldier”?  That’s awesome.  I really like this tidbit.

I’m also really liking Alan Silvestri’s score for this so far

I’m really trying not to nitpick but I feel like it would take more than 5 years for greenery to just completely overtake a suburban neighborhood

Also wow pre COVID life looks great you guys

“There’s a part of me that doesn’t even wanna find him.”  Are they talking about... Clint?  Is Clint just going the full vigilante route?

DOES HE KILL PEOPLE?!?

I really like Steve and Natasha’s friendship in these movies but for some reason I don’t feel like we get enough of Natasha for me to get behind her on an emotional standpoint

Are they gonna use the quantum realm to jumpstart the multiverse for Phase 4?

Also speaking of multiverse, I honestly really don’t want Spiderman:  No Way Home or Wandavision to get too cluttered by that

I like Tony’s lake house.  And he got a whole vegetable garden going too.  Kudos!

The little kid who plays Morgan Stark is adorable

“Not if we strictly follow the rules of time travel.”  Which we obviously won’t.

“We’re gonna need a really big brain.”  So where the [expletive] is Banner?

“Stranger danger.”  *snorts*

“Dab!”  *rolls eyes*

So is the whole Professor Hulk thing permanent?  I know he’s gonna be in the She-Hulk show but I’m wondering how they’re gonna tackle that.  And they’re gonna have Tim Roth too!

*smiles when Tony takes Morgan to bed*

Steve Rogers here [when they do the first time travel tests] is a Look ™

Maybe don’t let the GIANT GREEN MAN keep pressing a bunch of tiny tiny important buttons on a dashboard

*laughs at Steve shaking his head in disbelief when they finally bring Scott back*

*Tony’s car races toward the Avengers base*  NYOOOMMMM

*Tony rolls down his window*  It’s Britney, bitch

“And maybe not die trying.”  And you definitely will.

This whole bit where Scott keeps losing his dorito only to get another one from Bruce feels like a Doritos commercial.

*jams out to "Supersonic Rocket Ship by The Kinks*

Did they just keep reducing the green pigment for Hulk or what?

*sighs when they reveal Fat!Thor*

MIEK’S ALIVE!

Please tell me Noobmaster69 is Kid Loki, whom we meet in the Loki series

“Don’t... say that name.”  “Yeah we actually don’t say that name here.”  I like this.  I like that Thor has so much resentment for killing Thanos at the wrong time and that he felt that could have done better cause he’s A GOD.  So the fact that THANOS was on equal level and BEAT HIM-

Hawkeye’s killing people

This sword fight’s great [between the Yakuza person and Clint]

WHY DIDN’T THEY BUILD ON THIS [Clint and Natasha’s connection] ???

*laughs when Rhodey suggests killing baby Thanos*

These shots of Clint going through the Quantum Realm looks like something straight out of Andy Park’s concept art and that’s awesome

��Well I [Scott] haven’t [encountered an Infinity Stone] but I don’t even know what the hell you’re all talking about.”  *snorts*

“The Aether, firstly, is not a stone.”  Thank you!

The little glance Nebula gives after Thor mentions the Dark Elves just make me think that somewhere down the road, she has either A) encountered them or B) has encountered other Asgardians besides Thor

“Guys if you pick the right year, there are three stones in New York.”  “Shut the front door.”  *laughs*

Also underrated trio:  Steve, Natasha, and Bruce.  Gimme more.

Wait a minute, in 2012, Doctor Strange wasn’t active yet.  So are they gonna go see- OOOOOOOHHHHHH

[NEW YORK 2012] Oh here we go

*cracks up when Bruce very half-assedly smashes stuff on the street*

“I’m looking for Doctor Strange.”  “You’re about five years too early.”  Wait a minute.

HOW DOES SHE [the Ancient One] KNOW?!?

*giggles at Thor and Rocket sneaking in the background with a bored Loki in focus*

“That’s my [Thor’s] mother.  She dies today.”  I love this scene already.

Also WHY IS THOR- or the Thor films in general- have like the most well written characters in the whole canon?

It’s those movies, Guardians 2, The Winter Soldier, Civil War, aaand.... I can’t think of any more of them. 

Oh yeah and WANDAVISION cause THAT HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK-

Rocket just said he thinks of the Guardians as his family I’m gonna die...

What about their [Natasha and Rhodey’s] friendship?!?  I want more of that!

“Ronan’s obsession... clouds his judgment.”  ...HUH

*Thanos uses his sword to lift up Nebula’s chin*  Aw heck no

“As far as I’m concerned, that’s America’s ass.”  *has to take a second before nodding in agreement*

Wait is that Jasper Stillwell?

“Flick me.”  That bit alone could be taken out of context

“We’re in route to Doctor List.”  Who’s Doctor List?  Is that a code name?

“Hail Hydra.”  THE BASTARDS WENT AND DID IT

Please tell me this hand off scene is gonna be the opening for the Loki show.  Please tell me this is gonna happen.

*Loki takes the Tesseract again*  AND HE’S GOOONNNEE!!

LET’S GET TO FREAKING JUNE ALREADY!

*ends up quoting “Yeah, I know, I know” along with Steve*

I’m really glad Tilda Swinton actually came back for this cameo

*keeps slapping my laptop screen when people keep saying Doctor Strange made a mistake when it was an explicit point in Infinity War where he encountered 14 million other AUs to find the best result*

Are you telling me that this whole plan could derail because Nebula accidentally hacked into her own WiFI network?  Are you seriously doing this?

*Thanos and Ebony Maw scan Nebula’s duplicate memory bank and track her down*  Are you freaking kidding me?

...I have 96 minutes left?!?

“The future hasn’t been kind to you [Thor], has it?”  Frigga is underrated

So for these shots with Jane, are they just reusing different shots from Thor 2 or just footage from deleted scenes?

Can we talk about how Frigga is absolutely the best parent Thor has?  Meanwhile her husband ODIN is like “oh yeah by the way you have a secret sister totes magotes i’ll die now byeeee”

*sings along with “Come and Get Your Love” by Redbone*

*laughs when we cut to Quill just very badly singing along to his iPod in the distance*

I want a bonus short with just Rhodey and Nebula doing their thing

*Nebula gets her memory taken over by 2014 Thanos*  Nooooooo...

Are the glasses that Tony wears here part of EDITH from “Far From Home” or are they like a prototype?

Also I haven’t seen “Far From Home” yet because Sony hates me

Doctor Zola?!?

*jams out to the music playing when we see Hank Pym’s lab*

“A little girl would be nice.  Less of a chance that she’ll end up exactly like me [Howard Stark].”  *gasps softly*

Oh my God, he’s [Steve] in Peggy’s office

Alan Silvestri is really killing it with this score

JARVIS!!

Wait and that’s the guy from “Agent Carter”!

Ohhh that shot’s [of Thanos’s ship coming out of the clouds] awesome...

*2014 Nebula hands Thanos the Pym particles*  Oh are you kidding me...

The CGI for Red Skull is also awesome

*gasps when Natasha reveals that she never knew her dad’s name when Red Skull told it to her*

*is super bummed out when Natasha sacrifices herself*

Kevin Feige really went and said “so Phases 3 and 4 are gonna make everybody cry” and the writers went “YES”

Wait doesn’t Cap go and return the stones at the end of the movie?  How’s he gonna handle meeting Red Skull on Vormir then?

“It’s like... I [Bruce] was made for this.”  Please someone get Mark Ruffalo his own Hulk movie before he combusts from giving out more spoilers

So Thanos used the Pym particles to time travel then.  Honestly that’s kinda genius

I just noticed that Scott shrank himself right as the explosion hit the windows

I really want someone to just drop one F-bomb somewhere in the MCU and I really hope it’s Clint because he would 100% say it

*starts singing “Hollaback Girl” when Thanos arrives*

Here’s my question;  how did Thanos acquire Nebula then?  With Gamora, it was with the genocide of her people.

“We [Gamora to Nebula] can stop him.”  LET’S GO!

[Thor uses his storm powers to summon both Stormbreaker and Mjolnir] *softly* Ohhhhh that’s badass...

Now I’m just imagining the cast just in the green screen room just hitting Josh Brolin with a bunch of foam weapons and making all the sound effects while poor Josh is just struggling under the weight of the Thanos reference head on his mocap suit

Who does the voice for FRIDAY?

AN:  Irish actress named Kerry Condon

*Steve deems himself worth to wield Mjolnir*  OKKAAYY OKAAYY

Love how Thanos is like “yes, I’m gonna stab you with an AXE”

“In all my years of conquest...”  Steve you suuuucckkk...

Are we getting the Chitauri again?

“On your left.”  *laughs incredulously*  O-ohhh my God...

*Everyone starts coming out of the portals*  Oh my God I’m getting chills

I would have lost my mind in the theater

I HAVE ACTUAL GOOSEBUMPS RUNNING ALL OVER ME.  This is how good this is

WAIT ARE THOSE THE RAVAGER SHIPS ABOVE THEM?!?

“Avengers... assemble.”  Oh my God this is amazing!

M’BAKU!

Also “Endgame” really just said “We are KILLING FOOLS TODAY”

How are they gonna tackle Peter and Gamora’s relationship in Guardians 3?

[Horn plays La Cucaracha] LET’S GO

God I’m gonna turn feral

*has to pause to scream in excitement when Wanda touches down in front of Thanos to fight him*

*puts hands on head*  OHH MY GOOOOODDDDD

They’re literally just playing Keep Away with a teenage boy.  Marvel, everybody.

*Captain Marvel destroys Thanos’s ship*  WELL IT TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH

OK I got mixed feelings about that [the girl power team up scene]

*Thanos unsuccessfully headbutts Carol*  Oh shit!

*Doctor Strange holds up one finger*  Oh my God this is it

Someone definitely tore off when Thanos pushed Tony off

It was in that moment he [Thanos] knew- he effed up

*All of Thanos’s army dissipates*  Byeee...

Is it bad that I’m not crying at Tony’s death?

*gasps when Peter reunites with Ned at school*

Wait the whole time heist takes place within ONE DAY?

“I love you 3000.”  I really hope we see Morgan again somewhere in one of the movies or shows.  Actually a cool way to reincorporate her would be in the Ironheart series whenever they make it

Even Drax is wearing black!

It’s the “We should be getting therapy but we got a TV show instead” trio [Wanda, Bucky, and Sam]

Wait is that guy- was that guy- the little kid from Iron Man 3?

AN:  Yes

So right after this funeral, Wanda’s gonna storm SWORD right?

AN:  This was finished up on 2/26 so probably YES

*Thor crowns Valkyrie the new leader of New Asgard*  I now cannot wait for “Thor Love and Thunder”

Wait Peter’s looking for Gamora!

Still cannot believe that the time travel suits are completely CGI

I know they had a body double for Chris Evans here but I do think it would have been cool if they used the body double’s voice for Old Steve instead of Chris trying to sound old

He [Steve] put the shield in an art portfolio bag...

*says “No, no I don’t think I will” along with Steve*

*silently jams out to “It’s Been a Long, Long Time” playing during the credits*

Wait and that was the song Fury was playing in “Winter Soldier”

Oh they even got the actual signatures!  That’s awesome!

[yarart4ever]

KFP OC I’m working on :3

(kept this draft for a long time and now this OC is gonna be sprout to life!)

Young Asiantic cheetah

Sword fighter and Kung fu student under the authority of Master Croc and Master Ox

Fanboy/geek/simp

Relationships: Crane (love interest), up coming OC's dw (family members), Po (best friend), Tigress, Viper, Monkey, Mantis, Ox and Croc (father figures)

(Please yes, I am aware that Crane looks terrible- I’m still trying to learn how to draw kfp style so please bare with me -_-’)

Backstory: Jian lived happily in a cheetah village up until he was 7 years old, when a genocide laid on his village. He was severely injured, (as shown above, Jian's scars are still visible) but thankfully survived. His parents however sadly didn't make it. Jian travelled the far lands of China, grabbing what he could to survive, almost risking jail a few times just for stealing a apple or 2, until a flock of exotic birds (yes, birds. You read it right) found him wandering the streets of gongmen city, and took him in as their own. Jian soon grew attached to the birds and gongmen city, along with the idea of Kung fu. The reason he grew attached was because of watching Master Crane and the dragon warrior fight for Jian's city in the battle of lord Shen. He knew that Kung fu would teach him how to defend and avenge the innocent, and went to the Kung fu council and begged them to teach him. After a lot of convincing, he was brought under the authority of master croc and master ox. The 3 learned pretty quickly that Jian was more experienced with sword fighting, and he soon became a noble warrior and student, protecting his home from bandits and/or intruders!

Fun facts: -Jian is actually Chinese for sword -though he loved all Kung fu masters, he was more intrigued by master Po and master crane -the flock of birds that raised Jian are actually from Spain in Europe, but fled because they were in hiding from some lion mafia, so they taught Jian Spanish and English, while he taught them more Chinese. So Jian is tri-lingual -Jian found out he was actually gay because of his sudden and hidden crush on Crane -the person who caused the cheetah genocide is actually another OC I'm planning to be the next villain -Jian actually has a lazy eye! If you look closely enough in both Jian's eyes you could see that his left eye is set a little lower than his right

quotes: "if I should lay down my life to protect this valley as it's protected me, then that's what I'm going to do!" Jian to Croc and Ox, trying to convince them to teach him kung fu

"THE FURIOUS 5 AND DRAGON WARRIOR! Y-YOU'RE ALL HERE! AS IN... *accidentally drops sword* oops.. HERE HERE! oh my goodness and I'm actually talking to you guys! hOLY FUDGE!" Jian to Po and the furious 5

"I feel like you and I have a lot in common! I mean, we both lost parents in a genocide, we were both raised by people in the bird family, we both grew very fond of kung fu, and... let's face it, we're both dorks. ehehe.." Jian to Po

"*slams door open* EY! MI FAMILIA! QUE PASA MI GENTE!? donde esta Tonio? Mis Amigos realmente podrian usar su ayuda!" Jian to his bird family :3

"oh, yeah! I've known these guys for as long as I can remember! these birdies have helped me so much! I guess... that's probably why I grew attached to you." Jian to Crane about the birds

"OH MY GOODNESS! y-YOU'RE THE MASTER CRANE!! EEEEEEE!!! i-if only you could understand how much of a big deal you are to me! I-I've seen how majestic you look while you were fighting those wolf bandits in the battle of Shen and it was just... WOW! ya know what I mean?" Jian to Crane for the first time

"*spins swords* yeah, I'm pretty much an expert when it comes to this baby- *accidentally bonks his head and massages it* ....ow....." Jian to Monkey and Mantis

"*is on Crane's back* w-wait! c-could you take it easy there, Master Crane? I'm... *Crane soars high into the air* I'm afRAID OF HEIGHTS!!!!" Jian to Crane

"hahaha! you think a little blood is gonna scare me!? well guess what?... BECAUSE OF YOU, I LIVED IN BLOOD! YOU CAN'T FUCKING SCARE ME ANYMORE!" Jian to up coming villain OC

I'm hoping to maybe write a book about this OC and a bunch of others, on wattpad and maybe fanfic.net, and a little comic for tumblr and deviant art! well... that is if I get better at doing anthro ;-; seriously, my kfp fanart is shit. why do you think I made the (now discontinued) human dragon avatar au?? 

also another thing, I DID base Jian’s outfit after demon slayer

[ao3feed-harleykeener]

by QuothRaven

"Let me get this straight: you unleashed a virus that is actually a genocidal robot AI hellbent on revenge?" America asked incredulously.

"No... I accidentally unleashed a virus that is actually a genocidal robot AI hellbent on revenge. Big difference," Harley explained.

"No... no, there really isn't."

Words: 1012, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Young Avengers - a Disney+ Original Series

Fandoms: Young Avengers (Comics), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Black Widow (Movie 2021), WandaVision (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Billy Kaplan, Kate Bishop, Tommy Shepherd, Teddy Altman, Harley Keener, Cassie Lang, America Chavez, Ultron, Antonia Dreykov, Yelena Belova (Background)

Relationships: Teddy Altman/Billy Kaplan, Harley Keener/Cassie Lang, Kate Bishop/America Chavez

Additional Tags: Speculation, Everyone Needs A Hug, Everyone Is Gay, but like canonically, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Dialogue Heavy, NO BETA WE DIE LIKE TONY