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Avengers Infinity War Challenge

So I finally saw Infinity War and I gotta say it has to be the most quotable Marvel movies to date. So I wanted to created a fun little game for us to play together. I’ve compiled a list of out of context Infinity War quotes (and for spoiler reasons I’m not giving context.) And basically I want you guys to send me one of these quotes with a character and I’ll write a new fic based on the quote/character you send in. :) All new fics will be spoiler free and will not take place during Infinity War. 

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idk what it is or where big dick energy came from but all i know is that valkyrie has all of it

my therapist made it very clear that i should take a day off after seeing endgame (aka tomorrow) and that’s what i’m going to do it’s called self care y’all

added:

STAR WARS:

- Kylo Ren

- Poe Dameron

- Finn

RIVERDALE:

- Cheryl

- Toni

- Sweet Pea

- Reggie

REQUESTS???

hey y’all so imma start writing on here, if you wanna read some of my wattpad stories you can find that here: https://my.w.tt/xKdtCKmXmM

BUT ANYWAYS!! I will list down below who i will write for, keep in mind, these are who i feel most comfortable writing ? i will end up changing them probs in the future but for rn it’s what i got :)

MARVEL:

- Bucky Barnes

- Steve Rogers

- Natasha Romanoff

- Wanda Maximoff

- Thor

- Peter Quill

- Shuri

- Peter Parker

DC:

- Damian Wayne

- Jason Todd

- Dick Grayson

- Tim Drake

- Wonder Woman

- Harley Quinn

- Stephanie Brown

- Any teen titans character

- Wally West

IT2017 (aged up):

- Richie Tozier

- Beverly Marsh

- maybe Eddie ??

STRANGER THINGS:

- Billy Hargrove

- Steve Harrington

head cannon that instead of fbi agents it’s just the batfam and tim and barbara drink too much

i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because: 

i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live 

most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person 

im not a pissbaby

“say something. please.”

as promised, here is a lil blurb for @gab-spidey‘s 2k writing celebration! if you don’t follow her, you should def check out her spectacular writing! prompt is in bold and tags are under the cut.

Pins and needles. You squeezed your fist, trying to dispel the feeling still lingering there. Waiting.

The future loomed in front of you. Entirely uncertain. Soon, Peter would be standing before you for the first time in weeks. The first time since the Reaping. The first time since he left your side on that fated field trip to go after the ship in the sky. He had fought aliens. And you were too scared to knock on his door.

Dammit. You were stronger than this. You were braver. Come on.With trembling hands, you reached up, tapping out a hesitant rhythm on the wood. It echoed hollowly through the entryway.

Footsteps. Your heart pounded in time with their scampering. Then, the noise of the deadbolt turning in the lock.

Peter.

He looked paradoxically similar and different. He was still your Peter, gangly and freckled, but his shoulders were imperceptibly tighter, his eyes darker rocks set back farther in his head. He was in front of you and yet far far away at the same time.

You searched for your voice. What should you say to him? Consolations on the fact that you fought a titan on an alien planet? Oh, yeah, and sorry you turned to pile of dust like half the world’s population along with that?

Your eyes were locked with Peter’s like two people watching a car accident, unable to look away though a fiery explosion was imminent. You noticed his fist, clenching white, then relaxing with some effort. Clenching again.

His voice was as shaky as you felt. “Say something. Please.”

You swallowed hard. A thousand words came to your lips; I love you. Never leave me again. You don’t understand what it’s like to have your teenaged boyfriend suddenly in space and then everyone around you dying and turning to dust but I guess you kind of do but not really and now I feel stupid for bringing it up at all and-

“Y/N?”

You blurted out the first thing that came to your lips, “Hey.”

His face softened, and he let out a surprised laugh. “Hey.”

He closed the gap between you, pulling you into him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, his back, holding him tight so you could make sure Peter was solidly Peter again, solidly yours, in your arms. His chest rose and fell with every breath, you could hear his heartbeat, you could feel his fingers slowly rubbing over your hair. He was here. He was okay.

“I missed you.” It was a whispered thing.

He pulled away from you, ever slightly, to place a kiss on the top of your head. And though his eyes were harder than before, his shoulders tighter than you remembered, it was still your Peter who looked you in the eyes and whispered back, “I missed you too.”

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ok but like when sebastian stan smiles it really makes me realize that life is worth living.