Nevergraciee - Nevergracie's

i love the theory that finnick was a career. he wanted to win, he wanted glory. he wanted the future promised to all victors. he didn’t know how “attractive” he was, he didn’t know that each murder would haunt him for years to come. he didn’t know his blind adoration would transform into an ugly hatred of the capitol, of his past self who wanted to prove himself.

“what if…? killmonger rescued tony stark” is so sad cuz tony lowkey thought he just met his best bro

"undoing this character's death would take away his sacrifice and character arc" girl I don't give a shit. I'm bringing him back through the power of ao3 fix-it fics and there's nothing you can do to stop me x

Dick remembered a word to say when people are yelling!! man, I wonder where he learned that...

He does get very upset when he learns it's bad to say,, Bruce isn't mad of course he thinks it's hilarious

unfortunately, i am gay and my type is straight women

Wait, which series does Miles Morales first appear in? All these different series are so confusing

yelena probably saw natasha with the avengers all those years later and realized she’d never seen natasha truly happy like that as children

im just saying: when peter was a baby, iron man didn’t exist, but captain america did. there’s a chance peter’s baby photos are a bunch of him wearing captain america pajamas

i could read a million poems and not one would beat annabel lee

posted a new fic in my ‘between good and bad’ series!! its about 7000 words and takes place three months after the final chapter of ‘between real and fake’.

rated teen and up for swearing

Long ahh summary:

“No.” Tony sighed but didn’t relent. It wasn’t safe for Peter to skip meals, not only due to his metabolism but also his already minimized diet. “Yes. It must hurt to be running on practically nothing all day.” “No!” Peter shouted, immediately halting all conversation. Everyone stared at the duo, which definitely wouldn’t help Peter’s eating. “You need to eat something. At least eat your watermelon and some pretzels.” Peter picked up the watermelon slice, and Tony almost thought he somehow won the conversation, but Peter chucked it at the man’s forehead. “Fuck you.” The collective gasp could probably be heard all the way up in Maine.

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OR: Peter isn't adjusting well to some aspects of his new life. Namely eating consistently. He lashes out. (You will not understand this fic without reading the parent fic of this series.)