Me N The Boys

Bucky, head hung in shame: I need my arm recalibrated

Tony, sighing: and how did you fuck it up this time?

Bucky: *nods in the direction of Peter, in a corner of the lab, in his blue light sensitivity lenses and a Columbia hoodie, tinkering away on something and bobbing his head to whatever’s on his headphones

Tony: this is the third time you’ve dicked your arm up fucking Peter, you know that right? That’s excessive.

Bucky: wrong this is the third time I’ve fucked my arm up fucking Peter that you’ve found out about. Usually he can fix it himself

Tony: Jesus tits ever consider, I dunno, just being a little gentler? Little more relaxed? Lay off the wall sex for a bit?

Bucky: absolutely not I’m trying to keep him around

r/batman comment sections my beloved

subscribing to a fic isn’t enough I need the author to blast a bat signal into the night sky whenever they update

While most of the time the team has meetings in the tower or compound, on occasion they have to meet up somewhere else. And when magic may be involved? They definitely are going to the sanctum to quiz Dr. Strange. While he isn't part of the Avengers, he was on call to assist when needed.

The meeting was wrapping up when a voice yelled out

" Honey I'm home!"

Everyone froze, Strange was seeing someone? They haven't heard or seen that he was. And he has been around a lot more recently.

" In the office," voiced Stephen loudly.

" Okay! By the way, where is the first aid kit? It's not under the sink"

Stephen sighed and then pinched the bridge of his nose. "The new one is in the bathroom closet.... why do you need to know?"

" Oh, you know, just a light stabbing. Nothing that I can't do myself." The voice steadily got closer, and the door to the office swung open. " unless you want to. I know you like it when......uhhh... hi?"

There in the doorway stood who appeared to be Spiderman.

A guy in his early twenties, his brown hair was damp from sweat but still a little curly. A blush was forming down his cheeks to his neck and chest. His mask was in hand as he waved awkwardly, his suit was unzip and hanging low on his hips.

Tony lowered his glasses giving Spiderman a once over and whistled. " You have been holding out on us Gandalf"

Tony / Quentin parallels

Find the difference

canon means nothing when I can shelter my blorbo and keep him alive through the power of archive of our own

In utter disbelief

i just wish the frightening ghoul would say something. for once. the silence is more disconcerting than anything it might say